April 2003, Jinghua University.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Yan Huang's mobile phone, which was still sleeping comfortably on the bed, rang:

Broke up? No No No, temporarily. Wait for me, wait for me.

Broke up? No No No, temporarily. Wait for me, wait for me.

This is the warning tone set by her ex-girlfriend Lin Keer, which is exclusive to her call.

At this time in the past, Yan Huang, who had finished practicing and washed cleanly, was already sitting in the school cafeteria eating breakfast.

Last night, Yan Huang fell asleep late and fell asleep at more than four o'clock in the morning.

From the moment he lay on the bed, Yan Huang's mind repeatedly appeared in the two poems "Ten steps to kill a person" and "Leave your clothes away", together with the clean and neat killing scene, together with excitement and continued to stimulate his brain nerves.

At about ten o'clock last night, he witnessed two foreign men being killed by another foreign man at close range, and Yan Huang was deeply impressed by the instantaneous killing scene.

At that time, Yan Huang was eating supper in a restaurant, and a bowl of beef noodles had just been served and he hadn't eaten a few bites, when suddenly two embarrassed foreign men broke in, shouting "Save ou."

lives!” “Save ou

lives!”

Before the people could eat, they focused their surprised and hesitant gazes on them, and a masked man with a dagger in his hand jumped in, with a murderous aura and a cold gaze.

People were frightened, threw down their dishes and chopsticks, and hurried out to avoid them.

The waiter of the restaurant and the male owner of the cash register also ran to the back kitchen in fright, closed the door of the aisle and squatted behind the door, not even daring to look out through the glass above the door.

Only Yan Huang, sitting at a small table near the door, was still unhurriedly eating his favorite Lanzhou beef ramen.

Ran away, wasted noodles, children from the countryside know how to be thrifty. The main thing is that he is also interested in wanting to see what happens.

Seeing that there was no way to escape, the two foreign men who came first could only turn around and fight hard, pick up the stool, and pounce on the masked man.

Dodging the stools that had been smashed down one after another, the masked man stepped forward, his arm holding the knife behind him in a lightning-fast arc.

A line of blood appeared between the necks of the two foreign men, and the two of them covered their necks and fell to the ground in the sound of "ah" and "ah", and in an instant, the blood gushed like a spring, soaking the ground and filling the fishy smell.

The masked man moved quickly and pointed accurately, obviously a master of grappling.

People just died?

Yan Huang's nerves tensed, this was the first time he had seen a murder scene with his own eyes, and it was so close. Although he is bold, his senses are still a little uncomfortable.

The masked man did not touch the necks of the two men with his hands to see if there was still a pulse, but only rubbed the dagger on the deceased's clothes, which was barely stained with blood, and he believed in his killing skills.

With a cold and piercing killing intent in his eyes, the masked man walked towards Yan Huang.

Yan Huang held chopsticks in his hand, chewed noodles in his mouth, looked at the approaching man, did not look panicked, let alone dodge, and did not even want to stand up.

Seeing this, the masked man's killing intent gradually retreated.

Such a calm spectator must not be simple, if there is no danger to himself, he will not cause any extraneous branches.

"You, very bold, didn't you see me killing?" The masked man spoke English and was apparently a foreigner as well.

Yan Huang said to him in English: "You kill your people, I eat my noodles, what's the matter?" ”

Yan Huang said calmly and calmly.

Although he had not seen murder with his own eyes before, he had seen and experienced the bloody fighting scenes many times, and Yan Huang's heart was no longer ordinary.

"You surprised me and was lucky, I wanted to kill you too, but you're okay now." The masked man said in a pardonistic tone.

"Hehe, tell me the reason for the killing? I'm not satisfied, you're not so lucky. ”

Yan Huang's overlooking words made the masked man stunned, how dare this Chinese speak like this in the face of his own murderer?

Yan Huanghun didn't care about the masked man's unsheathed dagger, he had his confidence.

There must be a reason for killing, and the murderer is not necessarily a bad person, Yan Huang wants to find out.

If the reason for killing is not good, Yan Huang doesn't mind being a patriotic and brave young man who acts bravely.

If a foreigner is killed in the capital, there will definitely be a foreign-related dispute.

Yan Huang can help his country make it easier to solve the case, quickly find out the facts, and calm public opinion.

The masked man realized that the man in front of him didn't seem to have taken himself as a murderer seriously. No, this young man is his own big trouble.

The masked man clenched his dagger.

After a little hesitation, the man decided to tell the truth first, and as for whether to kill another one, he would decide after speaking.

"Revenge. I was originally a special operations officer in Beijing, but during my service, I suddenly received news that my lovely 10-year-old daughter had been killed by a scourge.

My wife also passed away due to excessive grief.

Therefore, all those involved in this must die, and no one can escape my wrath. ”

The man's voice was low, and his hatred was monstrous, and his eagle-like eyes were staring at Yan Huang's reaction, and if there was a slight abnormality, he would attack and kill.

Yan Huang nodded, this reason is very good, he can let him go.

Yan Huang had heard that some men of the elite class were so psychopathic that only young girls or even young girls could satisfy their evil desires.

Yan Huang quickly developed sympathy for the masked man, and he also hated the evil man who mutilated innocent women.

"Kill, are there any enemies who haven't been killed?" Yan Huang asked.

"There are several more, one of them the direct perpetrator, who is being finalized and confirmed.

That person is a big man in the rice country, and after confirming that it is correct, the last person who will go to hell is him.

Then, it's time to find out and dismantle the damn international pornography organization that serves these perverted bigwigs. ”

Yan Huang's approving attitude relieved the masked man.

"I hope you get your wish soon. Although you have caused trouble for our country and government, I have decided to let you go. Let's go, the police will be here in a moment. ”

"Can you keep me?" The masked man was a little puzzled and a little unconvinced.

"You can try." Yan Huang said playfully.

"Forget it, thank you, I remember you, and I have the opportunity to ask you for advice again." The masked man turned to leave.

"Wait a minute." Yan Huang opened his mouth to stop.

"Repentance?" The man was on guard, his wrist raised to store strength, and the dagger was pointed at Yan Huang.

"Don't be nervous. You remember me, and I want to see what you look like, otherwise it's not fair. ”

Yan Huang smiled, with a look of "Do you dare me to see your true face?" The look.

The man happily removed his mask, "Look carefully, I am a handsome guy in Jingguo, and I can also tell you my Chinese name, 'Xiao Li wielding a knife'."

This time, the man spoke Chinese.

This is the face of a man in his 30s, more handsome than Beckham, and more cold than Ken Takakura's resolute face.

This guy must have seen the movie "Xiao Li Flying Knife" and gave himself a name close to the name of a hero.

Yan Huang thought about it, this guy's movement of swinging the knife just now was really fast.

"Xiao Li wields a knife", well, a good name.

A few seconds later, "Xiao Li swings a knife" to put the mask on.

"I hope to see you again." Yan Huang walked out of the restaurant with "Xiao Li waving a knife" first.

"I remember you, your eyes are bright." "Xiao Li waved his knife" and quickly disappeared into the night sky of the city.

"Xiao Li wields a knife" never expected that three years later, in the final of the folk qualifying tournament of the cross-border boxing champion challenge in the United States, Yan Huang and him would become direct competitors to challenge the overlord.

Later, these two brothers became close foreign partners who stirred up the world.

Yan Huang walked in the direction of the school.

In the distance, sirens suddenly sounded.

In a restaurant in the capital, two foreigners died, and the impact was not small. The Beijing police will definitely go all out to solve the case.

Yan Huang turned around and stood still, looking at the door of the noodle restaurant.

Two minutes later, two police cars flashing with dazzling blue and red lights roared up.

Yan Huang hopes that "Xiao Li wielding a knife" will not be caught.

And himself, even if the police found out that he was a witness at the scene, he would not provide any clues for the police, because he was frightened at the time, and he didn't even have the strength to escape, so he could only hide under the table and shiver.