The man with the scar then understood a truth.

They were cheated, cheated by lucrative commissions, cheated by the boss in their mouths.

It's all out of one dimension of hunting.

The only difference from the past is that they turned out to be the prey, and the hunter is Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan wiped the blood donation on his face, where did he look like a young man who was just twenty years old.

It was an expression he'd seen before, and it was the kind of top master who had made a name for himself overseas.

Bloodthirsty, banter... The disregard for life reveals the cold-blooded from the bones.

"Okay, now it's your turn," Jiang Fan got up and approached step by step.

"Tell me, who the boss is, and I might give you a good time!"

"You... Don't come here," the scarred man pulled out the dagger he had paid for at great expense.

The dagger chills Mansonson, but it can't fill the fear of his kiss of death.

Jiang Fan and his range, with his previous experience, were enough to cut the other party's throat in an instant.

But! He didn't have the courage.

He knew how powerful and sophisticated the kid in front of him, who was a little younger than him, was.

Jiang Fan glanced at the dagger lightly, touched his nose and couldn't help laughing.

"You should have shot me in the first place, that was your only chance, but it's clear that you've wasted it."

"Now I'll say it again, you hear me clearly, I'm a man with limited patience, and I hate all those twists and turns, troublesome things."

"Tell me, who's your boss?"

The dagger man was so frightened that the dagger in his hand fell to the ground, and he trembled, "He is..."

"Whoosh!"

As he spoke, an afterimage exploded from more than ten meters away, like a bullet.

The corners of Jiang Fan's mouth twitched, and a cold light passed through his chest, which was already dodged by Jiang Fan's excellent reflexes.

It's just that... Jiang Fan didn't know that the other party's target was not him.

Sharp claws cut through the throat, it was the dagger man.

The afterimage instantly obliterated the dagger man and jumped high onto a treetop.

"Help... Save me! The dagger man clutched his throat, his face full of horror, he felt his life, which was passing at an alarming speed with the blood gushing out.

He obviously has a wife and Lao Tzu.

They also advised him not to continue in this dangerous business.

Originally, this was the last order he planned to stop, but he was not the center of this world, and he was deeply trapped in the law of death in the story.

"One last time!"

Jiang Fan just calmly watched the scarred man fall in a pool of blood, and gradually quieted down in the convulsions.

The dark shadow in the treetops was hidden in the shadows of the sun, and a pair of blood-colored eyes proved that he was a martial spirit person, a martial spirit person who killed people without blinking.

"You're their boss?" Jiang Fan looked at this person and put his hands in his pockets.

"The legendary NO.1 of the God Killing Network, known as the wind, comes and goes without a trace, the chief killer, sure enough... As rumored, it's a bit tricky to deal with. ”

Jiang Fan smiled, he was not surprised that the other party had already recognized his identity overseas.

If you say that you care about the point, there is only one.

Why did his identity still leak out?

"You're also a member of the God Killing Network."

"Fortunately, the contemptible person is ranked No.12 in the Killing God Network, codenamed Bloodthirsty, you should have heard of me, right?"

Jiang Fan shrugged his shoulders, "I'm sorry, I'm actually not familiar with those people on the rankings, as for the rankings."

O.7 away, I'm not interested at all. ”

Bloodthirsty was stunned for a moment, and his smile became more and more terrifying.

"But I'm interested in you."

"No one thought that why the throne of the chief master of the God Killing Network would change hands, I am also very curious, what is the difference between you and the former chief killer king, why can you replace his position, after all... He was once my lifelong enemy. ”

Jiang Fan smiled, "So, you want to play with me?" ”

"That's what I mean," Bloodthirsty got up, and he stood under the sun.

It was a man in a purple robe, and only a pair of blood-colored eyes revealed the powerful yin qi of the ancestral spirit.

The two looked at each other, and the temptation from the top killer had actually started a minute ago.

A fallen leaf flew down in the air, cutting their line of sight.

At this moment, his bloodthirsty eyes froze, and he moved.

The speed was like a ghost, but it was like a flowing feather rising behind Jiang Fan.

Under the power given by the ancestral spirit, his hands grew sharp and sharp purple nails, heading straight for Jiang Fan's head.

Jiang Fan's body did not move, his head was slightly tilted, and the cold light was close to his ear, leaving a cold glow in the air.

"So quick reflexes and speed, this guy... Didn't activate the power of the ancestral spirits, did you? "Bloodthirsty differences.

didn't give the bloodthirsty a chance to react, and at the moment when he confidently missed the blow, Jiang Fan's five fingers with distinct bones spread out and grabbed back.

It's fast...

Bloodthirsty is also extremely quick to react in the air, and he is very good at finding the slightest opportunity to slit the throat of the opponent in a desperate situation.

The body twisted, bloodthirsty dodged Jiang Fan's hand, and flipped back with one hand, which was enough to think that it was a safe distance.

"It's dangerous, it looks more dangerous than I thought, no wonder that guy reminded me that he..."

As the words fell, a chill diffused behind him, coming from the biological instinct of the top killer, and he knew that Jiang Fan was already standing behind him.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and Jiang Fan's eyes looked down on the half-squatting bloodthirsty, "You seem to like to show off your skills and make small moves behind people." ”

The eyes shrunk, it was anger.

"No one can be behind me," the bloodthirsty sharp claws slashed diagonally towards Jiang Fan's throat from the bottom up.

Only this time, he was doomed.

Jiang Fan easily grasped his wrist, and a force that was not at all a level erupted in his wrist.

"Poof!"

The blood vessels exploded, blood entered the column, Jiang Fan crushed his wrist with his bare hands, and ripped off the entire palm.

"Ahh My hand! ”

"It's just one hand," Jiang Fan was indifferent, his figure took half a step forward, and grabbed the sharp severed palm and slashed through the air at lightning speed...

"Whoosh!"

The cold light flickered in the clearing, leaving clear marks on the trunks of trees a few meters away.

A few stumbled backwards, bloodthirsty clutching their easily sliced throats, and retreated in horror.

It's not fatal...

At this time, he looked at Jiang Fan again, and his whole body was in a cold sweat...

"Good response, if you didn't have that instinct to retreat just now, your neck would have been broken."

Ironically, Bloodthirsty didn't expect that he would be cut open by his own weapon.

"Wait and see," the bloodthirsty features were gloomy, and his figure wandered away in the forest.

"I didn't say you could go," Jiang Fan casually threw the broken arm in the corner, and was about to continue his hunting game, when a scream from his mother broke the "beautiful" atmosphere.

"Ren Jie, my son, where are your hands, where are your hands!"

Jiang Fan looked at the clearing in the distance and sighed.

"Forget it, let's stop here," Jiang Fan turned away, contrary to Sister Zhang's mournful crying voice, and gradually drifted away.