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An assassin who is mysterious to the extreme.

A terrifying firearm.

Hidden in the shadows, they have unwittingly become a palpitating code name.

From the time Hychris was assassinated, this name, this codename, will eventually be known to everyone.

Although there were countless rumors that Su Junyan had teamed up with the Demon Seed to assassinate Hai Chris, after an examination of Hai Chris's body, he eventually died from a powerful firearm, and his fatal wound was a terrible bullet mark that pierced his chest.

That's a billion light-years.

No one knows who this person is, where he is hiding, and who he works for.

I only know that he and his spear are ghostly and have participated in many extremely important events that are enough to shake the foundation of the mainland.

Now he and his gun appear here, Triumph Square.

His gun was aimed at Su Junyan.

Moreover, it has already been launched.

When the gunshots were heard, the bullets had already arrived.

It's a billion light-years away, it's like it's a billion light-years away, but when you hear the sound, it's in your chest.

So when Werther heard the gunshot, he was in despair.

At this time, no one could save Su Junyan at all.

Yan Qi fell to the ground.

He was still far, far away from Su Junyan, and there were countless people in the middle who were blocking him, like a thousand mountains.

Su Junyan is dead.

When the thought came to his mind.

The bullet had already reached Su Junyan's face.

Then, there's time standstill.

The rain, and the bullet with terrifying energy, entangled, outlining a still, vacuum domain.

A man appeared in front of this vacuum.

This man was dressed in iron armor all over his body.

She raised the mediocre iron sword in her hand and blocked the bullet that killed nothing.

There was a dull crash of bullets and iron swords.

The rain curtain tore into countless fragments in this crashing sound, and it was close to annihilation.

And the iron armor was speechless.

Iron Armor was speechless.

General Su.

At the last moment, she arrived with the orders of her king.

Don't give that gun, a chance to shoot a second bullet.

General Su grabbed Su Junyan on the ground, as well as Yan Qi, and disappeared into the night as soon as he jumped up.

Everything came suddenly and then came to an abrupt end.

It was as if in the time when the gun roared, something was erased from this world.

And then there was complete chaos.

Those who were still busy stopping Mai Werther just now immediately turned their heads and began to look for Su Junyan.

"Catch that guy! Don't let him go!"

"Su Junyan must be retrieved, otherwise everyone will be finished!"

In the chaotic scene, Mai Witt immediately took his own people and pulled them out.

Now that Su Junyan is safe, then he should do something else.

That should be the last thing he can do.

Teacher, the great revenge is avenged, and your soul in heaven can rest in peace.

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"You ......"

"Seven?"

Yars's last momentum was completely crushed.

He looked at the young man in front of him steadily, and suddenly felt that he was really old.

It's old.

He was almost ninety years old, and in fact, he was not suitable to continue to be active in the dangerous beast arena of Central King City.

He should have rested well, lying in the recliner in the afternoon garden, watching the sky slowly darken, sniffing the spring wind and falling asleep.

When he had nothing to do, he took his servants to the river to fish and spend the whole afternoon at a leisurely pace.

But he didn't have that chance.

The lion king will not die of old age in his cave, he will be defeated by a new young and powerful lion, driven out of the lion's pack, and then die desolate in the wilderness.

Yars felt that he had come to that moment, he could already smell the wind in the wilderness.

"I didn't expect it to be you. Yars was calm again, very calm, his hands propped up on the table, keeping himself from falling.

Even if you die desolately, you have to die with a little dignity.

After all, he is also a king, the former uncrowned king of this world.

Both in the light and in the dark.

"What will happen to the Chamber of Commerce when I die?" Yars said, as if he were giving his last words.

"You don't have to worry about that. Winnington smiled and shook his head, "The vice president will naturally take your place, and I and other colleagues will also assist him to make the whole world a better and better place together." ”

"Isn't it our purpose to make the world a better place, better?"

"And you, Lord Elder, for your own selfish desires, want to push your grandson to the throne, and you have put too many personal desires in the decision-making of the entire Chamber of Commerce, which is what none of us want to see. ”

"So...... The Chamber of Commerce has decided in advance ......"

"I see. Arles motioned for Winnington to say no more.

He knew that he had indeed lost, and he had lost completely.

Lost to the young man in front of him.

A ragged colt may make a good horse.

I don't know why, but at that moment, he thought of the word.

And then there's even more powerlessness.

"And finally......" said Arles, looking at Winnington, at the new uncrowned king of this world, "may I ask you for one thing?"

His tone was already pleading.

It's been so many years that he hasn't begged for another person.

Except, the time when he begged the King of Light.

But if you want to kill someone, it's always good to beg him first.

It's a kind of respect.

Now he was going to die, and though it wasn't Winnington who begged him to die, he also wanted a little respect.

Even if you have been a king for so many years, the last bit of dignity?

You say. Winnington looked polite.

"Don't let Pompey be removed, okay?" he looked at Winnington earnestly, hoping to see him nod.

"En......" Wen Nington nodded, but did not immediately agree, "You haven't eaten yet, have you?" ”

Winnington said this, waving his hand to signal the old butler to continue serving the lamb chops.

The old butler still carried out the order respectfully, as if he had forgotten what he had said before.

He brought up many, many lamb chops, enough for three people to eat, and they couldn't finish it.

"Eat, Speaker, I'll promise you when you're done. Winnington said mildly.

Yars hesitated for only a second, then began to eat the chops like crazy.

Bloody splatters and gobbles.

He ate a lot and ate for a long time.

But in the end, he couldn't eat it anymore.

He's already throwing up what he's eating, but he's still eating.

He had to finish it, or else he would ......

"Gasp—" He spat out again, leaving two trays of lamb chops.

He was so full that he couldn't even lift his hands.

He looked at Winnington as if to say, please, let them go.

"Dear Lord Bordeaux, do you see, the speaker seems to be choking, help him. Winnington watched with his hands on the table, his chin propped up, and with interest.

"We're here to help. "The old butler dutifully carried out every command of Winnington.

He raised his hand and shoved more lamb chops into Yars's mouth, which he couldn't eat at all.

In the end, this once the most powerful man on the continent, who had been in the limelight for many years, was choked to death by his own favorite raw lamb chops.

"It's a pity. Winnington looked into Arles' dead eyes, sighed, stood up, and whispered, "If you don't say that, I might still promise you." ”

"It's a pity ......"

"It's a pity. ”

Three days later.

House of Pompeii, delisted.

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