Chapter 290: The Young Owner of the League of Assassins

At night

At night

"The barbecue is fantastic."

"Then don't hurry up and thank me, otherwise, I won't agree to someone's 'barbecue together tonight' vexatious."

"Wallet brother, just shut up, we have decided, we are going to have a long-lost girlfriend party tonight, and we want to throw all the boys away!"

"Oooooooo——————!!!oo

"Don't cheer to yourself... Wallet brother's wallet has shrunk today, don't you have any psychological comfort? ”

Looking at the girls and others who were drifting away, Xingle who was left behind showed an expression like an abandoned puppy, which made many lonely men see it and laugh at it.

You deserve it, it's not good to learn at a young age, learn to go shopping with three girls at night, you're really... It's really... I'm so envious!!

And a scumbag who has officially stepped into the 'two boats', has already left him because the three girls have left, a little empty and lonely in different directions, dashing in the wind, shivering alone on the street.

Of course, a certain hidden person who had been following Xingle all afternoon also followed, and what can be known is that Xingle understands that this person is following him to death.

Myself... Have you offended him?

has arrived at the outskirts of the city, where there are few people and there are no longer any cameras, and that guy has been holding back from making a move, which makes Xingle a little impressed.

To be able to release that kind of murderous aura, at least it can be considered that the other party is very serious about his murderous intentions, but to be able to endure it to this extent, this is enough to be commendable.

The fall of night obscured a lot of light, leaving little light in this area close to the slums.

Generally speaking, even if only poor people live here, there will be lights and other lights, but it is different here in Naxino, and the people who will live in the slums here are generally community gangs, that is, people from the underworld, and in terms of spheres of influence, there are still some, but whether it will cause trouble or not, it is more subtle.

Community gangs are generally more united and internalized, so they basically do not move out of the slums, but stay in the slums and do not get out.

And it must be said that it is also the gang that is most disobedient to the control of Xingle in Naxinnuo City, the main reason is that it is similar to a closed gang operation, so there are many fewer gaps that Xingle can intervene in, which is conducive to unity, but it is like a cage, so it is a bit difficult to say.

And the reason why Xingle came here is quite simple... It's just a reason to find a reason to frame a dangerous weapon here, and when the time comes in, it's another reason.

But... It's been too long, so long that Xingle feels a little wrong.

This guy, isn't he planning to track himself to a certain place and solve himself?

“... I said, how far do you want to follow me? ”

Xingle couldn't help it, the other party's means of hiding his body were much stronger than he imagined, so even Xingle would not easily underestimate the other party, and it should be said that except for a certain person, no one can underestimate the person who came out of there.

And that's... Those who came out of the League of Assassins were treated with it.

They are the only ones who deserve their own attention and attention, which is equivalent to the fact that for ordinary armed organizations, the Assassin League has exceeded the program.

Among them, lurking and tracking are skills that the people of the Assassin League are very good at, and at this point, Xingle doesn't dare to say that he has too much advantage, so it would be bad to let this guy follow him and really go to some places that he shouldn't know.

“... You still haven't done anything to me... What the hell is there that you want me to show you... Trash fish of the League of Assassins. ”

Xingle turned his head and looked over there, and it turned out that... It still doesn't come out... You don't think you've been found yet, do you?

But soon, Xingle realized that something was wrong, and from this moment on, it was a little too quiet... Has this guy hidden all his murderous aura?

“... In the League of Assassins, when has there been more such a good thing...!! ”

Xingle, who was originally confused, immediately lowered his head, and if he didn't bow his head, he would be slashed by the iron sword that suddenly slashed from behind.

A man who rolled forward and somehow went around behind him distanced himself, but the other man quickly caught up and swung his sword to slash.

The intermittent rhythm of this footstep... Could it be that ... The moment Xingle retreated, he immediately understood who the comer was, although he was not familiar with it, but he still knew it, the only question was... If it were him, he would be able to sneak up on his wrist from behind, which would be enough to explain clearly.

A few backflips dodged the iron sword that slashed towards him, Xingle directly took the iron lid of the trash can next to him, slapped away the iron sword that stabbed him, and then slapped it at the other party.

————！

Almost instantly, the other party reacted, and also did a backflip to the back, dodging it.

And at this moment, Xingle finally saw the figure of the person who came, and indeed confirmed the identity of the other party.

The other party is a very short figure, even a young figure, but the whole body of this figure is covered with black cloth, like the ninja costume of the past, that is, the face is covered extremely thick, only the eyes are exposed to look directly, which is also the fixed attire of the Assassin League.

Of course, the young age of this figure has already revealed his identity, the only child in the League of Assassins.

"Why did your grandfather let you out? Or did you escape on your own, Shao Dong? ”

Xingle threw away the iron cover in his hand, and said impatiently, after all, he already knew who the comer was, so he didn't talk about some detours, and directly exposed the true identity of the young man in front of him.

“！！！”

As a result, the other party didn't mean to pick up Xingle's words at all, and directly swung his sword and rushed towards Xingle, not to mention whether his identity was exposed, he was going to cut Xingle.

"Little ghost." After scolding, Xingle took out his telescopic stick and put it on the blade of the sword that he had chopped over, followed by a kick and kicked the other party's body.

The young man who was kicked out at once hurriedly did a somersault, unloaded all the strength that had hit him, and stood on the ground, staring at Xingle.

And Xingle shook the telescopic stick in his hand, and then said:

"Have you had enough trouble, Damien, your grandfather has strictly ordered no one from the Assassin Alliance, even those who have been judged to be traitors, to provoke me, are you trying to disobey your grandfather's orders?"

In this way, it actually works quite well, after all, the Assassin Alliance is all respected by his grandfather, even if it is his grandson, it is no exception.

However, the young man turned out to be Xingle and yelled, "Shut up!" You murderer! ”

After saying that, he charged at Xingle again, and it was a charging in all directions.

“！！！” However, the other party's rebuttal actually evaluated Xingle as the most unsuitable title for him, which made Xingle feel unhappy for a while.

"Little ghost, do you know that there are some things that shouldn't be said." At this moment, Xingle's eyes revealed a serious look, and then his own actions also became... Without.

“！！！”

The young man who was supposed to see Xingle's face, suddenly found that Xingle, who was obviously in front of him, had disappeared, what is this...

——————！！！ Then there was a stick that was so terrifying that it broke through the sound barrier, hitting the young man in front of him, hitting him in the abdomen and directly hitting him into the window of a surrounding house.

"Ahh————————!!!h

"What's going on!!?"

At the same time as the owner of the house inside screamed, there was a muffled sound or two, and then the young man rushed out of the window with a sword, looking around for Xingle, that is, a stick to fly his figure.

But looking around the surroundings, not to mention the human figure, not even a dog.

At this time, a faint voice came into his ears.

"I don't care who your parents or your grandfather are, just give me a fainting, don't make trouble for me."

Then another kick kicked him out from behind and fell into the garbage heap beside him, his sword aside.

“——！！！”

——————！！！

The boy who crawled out of the garbage heap was soon picked up by a swift figure, punched and punched at him, and even stepped on it and kicked him hard.

“——————！！！”

Yet, like a dying beast, the boy rose up and tried to catch the figure, which was Xingle him.

"It's noisy! Even if you are the young proprietor of the Assassin League, the neighbors will still sue you for making a loud noise and harassing the residents!! ”

I think you're noisier......

But after arguing, Xingle still grabbed the boy's head with one hand, pushed him against the wall, and hit the wall again and again, until he was dizzy.

"Hah~~~"

After a long sigh, Xingle looked at the gang members who came out of the other houses because of the big noise, and then said:

"I don't want to come over tomorrow with a note to raid my house, and I'll go back."

A threat came up, so that these gang members who had prepared guns were a little unwilling to retreat, although they did not obey Xingle's control of Naxinnuo City, but with Xingle, there would be no superheroes in the city to fight crime, and this kid's horror is known to everyone, as much as possible, it's better not to mess with it.

"Trouble is dead..."

After Xingle saw that the people from these community gangs had retreated, he looked at the young man next to him who had fainted because he was beaten and bleeding, and had no choice but to pick up his young body and run towards his own hill.

On the way to transport it, Xingle took out his mobile phone, dialed a mobile phone number, and said:

"Dick, I don't care what method you use, bring me Batman to the city of Naxino, which is my hill, to find me, don't say you can't find it, you know I don't believe in this, as for the name... Tell him that he has lost a valuable sword. ”