Omani narrowed his eyes and said deeply, "I don't care about your words for the time being, but I just want to remind you that you may feel that you are the administrator of Twilight City, and your status is noble, and outsiders can't touch you." ”

"But for the Bloodthorn Society, we never care about the identity of our target, as long as the employer bids high enough and the Assassin is willing to take it, anyone can be our target."

Chino beckoned to the winter coat and motioned for her to sit on his lap.

Hanyi snuggled into Chino's arms like a kitten, his vertical pupils still staring at Omani vigilantly, and the cold glow of the tiger's teeth loomed.

Chino scratched his chin for a moment, no different from petting a cat, and he smiled at Omani: "I'm curious, what will happen if I refuse?" ”

"That will be a nightmare for you, you will be the prey to be hunted," Omani said meaningfully. ”

Chino suddenly became interested: "Oh? Will I become prey? ”

Omani: "Yes, our Assassins are highly skilled. ”

Chino: "Oh? The skills are very high?? ”

Omani: "Their assassination methods are far more brilliant than you can imagine. ”

Chino: "Oh? Far more than I could have imagined??? ”

Omani: "I know you're very strong, and you've killed many visitors from outside the world. But I want to remind you that there are specializations in the arts—they are much more specialized in assassination than you are. ”

Chino: "Oh? Much more professional than me???? ”

Omani was speechless for a moment, frowned, and said, "Can you stop it?" ”

Chino's smile was as deep as the Black Sea: "It's the first time someone has said something like this in front of me, and I think it's funny. ”

Omani was even more speechless, and began to be a little impatient: "I said, don't play riddles, you can just give an accurate answer." 10 Golden Moons, to hand them over, or not to pay them? ”

Chino pinched the cheek of the winter coat, pulled her towards him, and asked with interest, "Do you like to be raised by your master?" ”

Hanyi probed his face forward, his red lips were fixed at a distance of one inch in front of Chino's lips, and he meowed sweetly, and breathed like an orchid: "The setting of the kitten is to love the owner~"

Seeing that the two suddenly began to flirt, Omani did not understand the situation at all, and asked with a confused expression: "What does this mean?" ”

Chino: "That means you're going to die, little fool." ”

"Whoa—" Chino raised his hand, and a crossbow arrow from his sleeve shot straight into Omani's heart.

Although Omani is only an emissary, he is also a messenger of the Blood Thorn Society after all, and he is very skilled, and he reacts extremely quickly to the side.

Omani dodged the bolt, but because it happened so suddenly, his left wrist was scraped, leaving a shallow blood stain.

"Oh, you're going to be for your actions... Not??!! In the middle of Omani's words, there was a deep horror in his eyes, and his knees went limp, and he fell to his knees.

Chino looked at him with a smile, and his tone was like that of a seductive mentor: "Come, expert, test your expertise, what poison did I put on the arrow?" ”

Omani stared at his left wrist in astonishment, completely unaware of its presence, and inexplicably felt a sense of suffocation, blocking his throat.

His forehead was covered with cold sweat, drip by drop slid down his cheeks, his breathing became extremely sharp, he inhaled desperately, but his lungs barely rose and fell, and the whole person unconsciously grasped the placket of his clothes, unable to say a word.

Chino: "Can't answer?" To give you a reminder, this poison will be hopeless if it spreads to the heart, unless you quickly break your arm and cut off the path of the venom's spread. ”

Omani grimaced, his expression shuddering, and then made a startling move.

"Flutter! Flutter! I saw him pull out the dagger in his arms and stab it at the shoulder joint of his left arm, and again and again, the sound of muscles breaking and bones shattering one after another, each knife would bring out blood that made the scalp tingle.

At the end of the stab, his left arm began to crumble, only a bit of flesh was still attached to his body, he threw away his saber and grabbed his left arm with his right hand...

"Tear up!" The blood light flickered, and Omani forcibly ripped off his left arm, revealing Bai Sensen's broken bones at the severed arm, which was extremely hideous and terrifying.

Break your arm to protect yourself!

The people of the Blood Thorn Society are so decisive!

Omani let out a long breath and was about to say something, when his breath suddenly froze, and his right hand clenched his throat, looking at Chino in astonishment.

"You really have a broken arm?" Chino's smile was like a mask on his face, "Sorry, I'm kidding you." ”

"Ahem—ahem—" Omani coughed and whistled, fluttering on the ground like a dead fish, his eyes almost popping out of his sockets.

"This poison is called 'sealing the throat when seeing blood', and once the blood is seen, it will quickly spread throughout the body, and it is too late to break the arm. Now, your muscles are relaxing, your blood is clotting, and your heart rate is dropping rapidly. Chino slowly took out a small pill from his bosom and tossed it in the air, "But it doesn't matter, it's not an indomine, just take the red-backed bamboo pole grass in time." ”

With that, he used telekinesis to shove the pill into Omani's mouth.

Omani was already dying, and just before his heart stopped, the pill dissolved under his tongue, and the effect reached the heart, and the gap between the front and back was almost negligible, even if it was a second slower, and the heart would stop.

"Whew... Phew..."Omani fell to the ground and gasped for a while, then he staggered to his feet, covering his wounds, his eyes fierce as a demon: "I am grateful that you spared my life." But public is public, private is private, and that doesn't change the Bloodthorn's plan of revenge against you. ”

"Wait." Chino blinked, a little inexplicable, "Let your life go?" What do you mean? ”

Omani frowned: "You gave me the antidote, didn't you just want to spare my life?" ”

Chino shrugged: "I just don't want to dirty the office and make you die in another place." ”

Omani realized that his severed limbs and the blood that spurted out were all locked in by the invisible frenzy of telekinesis, floating in mid-air, not a drop touching the floor.

Chino patted the head of the winter coat, signaled to turn into a cat, and then called outside: "Come on, send off the guest, pull it down and cut it." ”

Lugo swaggered through the door, and when he saw Omani's miserable appearance, he immediately laughed so hard that he couldn't stand up with a straight back: "Brother! I told you a long time ago, your Yin Hall is black, and there will be a bloody disaster today, but you don't listen! Okay, right? Walk around, follow me to the guillotine. ”

"Wait a minute!" Omani almost roared, grimacing his face unwillingly, "You should follow the rules and don't cut them off!" ”

Chino casually touched the little black cat: "The two armies do not fight each other, this is the rule between the two countries." Your Blood Thorn Society is not a country, and my Twilight City is not a country, so why should you abide by the rules of national warfare? ”

"Wait a minute! Wait a minute!!! Omani struggled under Lugo's tug, "I'm the Bloodstaber!" You can't just kill me so casually! ”

Chino: "Meaning, you want me to give you a valid reason to kill you?" ”

"Yes!" Omani roared.

Chino thought for a moment and said, "Because you enter the door with your left foot first." ”

Omani was completely stunned, his eyes glazed over.

"Chopped." After Chino finished speaking, he continued to pet the cat and stopped looking at him.