"Chinese Heroes" world.

New.

The night, which seems to envelop the metropolis all the time, has never dispersed.

In the middle of the night, the orange-yellow torch in the hand of Lady Liberty shines brightly in the night.

The sculpture of a rebel who has broken chains scattered on his feet and raises his right heel in a marching shape is not only the most representative building of Newna, but also a statue of a god that is difficult for anyone to desecrate.

But now it's different!

On the 27-meter-high pedestal of the goddess, the painter looks leisurely, as if he is in the cool evening breeze.

As in the previous conversation with General Satan, the painter is still wearing the dark black robe, and the whole person is like a demon who has been coming out of the night, standing abruptly on the statue of the holy goddess, which looks quite mysterious.

As a super-senior killer under General Satan, and a painter who controls the mysterious armor, he doesn't take Hua Hero seriously.

Even, she also took the task given to her by General Satan to take the lead in assassinating many high-ranking officials of the Zhonghua Building, as an after-dinner walk after a long time of exercise.

"It's just a Chinese hero, just a Chinese building. ”

Staying away from General Satan for the time being, the painter dared to show the resentment in his heart slightly.

She felt that General Satan was really overestimating Hua Hero.

No matter how strong the Chinese hero is, he is only a Chinese after all, and weakness and incompetence are the biggest flaws of all Chinese......

Slavery.

However, although he was a little resentful in his heart, and although he looked down on Hua Yingying, the painter did not despise it too much.

The general's words before were obviously suspicious that there might be a third-party force interfering in the affairs of Zhonghua Building. ”

Moreover, this third-party mysterious force also made Hua Yingying transform into an S-level powerhouse in just a few days. ”

"And the general's meaning is to kill the high-level of Zhonghua Building, and force the third-party forces behind Huaying alive. ”

"It's kind of interesting! I don't know what kind of forces exist in the mysterious and ancient East?"

Thinking in her heart, the painter raised her cool head and looked at the sky, and a somewhat impatient expression suddenly appeared in her expression, she had been waiting here for nearly half an hour, and until now, the killer in Luo Xiumen had not appeared.

As with every operation, members of the assassination team were driven out of their branches throughout New York and then gathered at their destinations.

Discreet and secretive, this is the consistent style of the killer organization under General Satan.

"Is something wrong?"

The painter frowned, and looked at the darkness in all directions with some vigilance.

Strict punctuality is one of the basic elements of each of their top killers, and it is impossible for a situation like today, which is more than half an hour late, to be a member of the killer under General Satan.

Could it be that something really happened?

"Woohoo!"

At this moment, a few slight sounds of breaking the air sounded, and several black shadows like wind and night swept from a distance, and after landing, they turned into human figures.

"I've seen the painter!"

After several people landed, their bodies shook strangely for a while, and then returned to their original state.

This appearance is almost the same as the two Luo Xiumen assassins who were killed by Hua Yingying before.

"Humph!"

The painter snorted coldly and jumped off Lady Liberty.

In the vertical fall of nearly thirty meters, she only occasionally pressed the pedestal behind her with both hands, and her figure would pause slightly, as if there was some strange suction force in her hands.

In a moment, it had fallen to the ground without being shocked.

"Well, why is it just the four of you?"

Glancing at a few figures, the painter frowned.

She clearly remembered that after receiving the order of General Satan, she immediately transferred 8 Assassins from the Luo Xiu Gate and ordered them to gather here immediately.

But now, there are only 4 people coming.

"I ...... We don't know!"

"On the way here, we were intercepted by a mysterious person, and the others were temporarily lost. ”

One of the four spoke in a deep voice.

When the painter heard this, he was slightly stunned: "Can someone stop us? This is impossible! In New, we are god-like beings." ”

"God, little doll, I'm afraid your understanding of these two words is a little skewed!"

As soon as the painter's words came out, a cold female voice sounded.

At the same time, the painter's face changed, and the four members of Luo Xiumen quickly dispersed, and the guards with a very tacit understanding were around her, all of them turned their heads and looked at the source of the cold voice.

As they watched, in the darkness, there was a 'jingle bell' ringing, and then, two Chinese people came from afar.

Black eyes, black hair.

One man and one woman.

Between his expressions, he was as cold as ice.

"Hua Hero?"

After quickly sweeping one of the Chinese, the painter quickly calmed down, with a hint of arrogance in his eyes.

In New, even in this world, after wearing the armor rewarded by the general, she can't think of anyone who can pose a threat to herself.

"It's me!"

Hua Yingying nodded indifferently, and then stopped speaking.

It's just that he was a little curious about why Zhou Yang knew that these killers would gather at the Statue of Liberty, and ordered himself and others to come here directly.

After seeing Hua Yingying nodding, the painter's eyes fell on the woman next to Hua Yingying.

The woman, dressed in an ancient Chinese long skirt, blue and purple, holds a long sword in her right hand, and carries a string of bells on her left hand.

This kind of dress surprised the painter, but it couldn't shake the arrogance in her heart.

"Hua Yingying, is this the force behind you?"

"Hehehehehe, a nondescript woman!"

"The Chinese are really a weak and incompetent race. ”

Hearing her Chiguoguo's ridicule, Hua Yingying's face was full of anger, and he was about to speak, but the woman next to him had already said lightly: "You come, I'll come?"

Hua Yingying was stunned for a moment, and then said respectfully: "It's still Zixia Fairy, come on!"

When the woman heard this, she seemed to be displeased, rolled her eyes and glanced at Hua Yingying, and said speechlessly.

"Qingxia, the old lady is Qingxia!"

"Leave you Zixia Qingxia and Qingxia to death. ”

Suddenly, the painter let out a long laugh, and his hands did not move, but there were countless tongues of fire, which suddenly erupted from her thin and delicate body, and instantly lit up half of the night.

At the same time, several Luo Xiumen assassins beside her were also standing up, and one by one, they pressed the machine springs on their forearms!

(ps: Qingxia Fairy: "It's daytime, the old lady won't ask for tickets!But at night, hum, you guys look at it yourself?!")