These two arrows came silently and completely unexpectedly to the "wolf" and "mantis". Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The "wolf" has been collecting the mountain for many years, although the kung fu on the body has not been put down, but it lacks the vigilance that hovers between life and death all day long, and when the heart is induced, it is too late to make any movements, and the heavy arrow pierces the heart, and falls to the ground with a face full of consternation.

The "mantis" sense is a little more sensitive, and at the moment when the heavy arrow reaches the body, it tries its best to deviate its body slightly, although it is also a fist-sized fist-sized blood hole in the body, but it does not die immediately. He turned his head to look back with difficulty, just in time to see the "dragon" in the distance laughing and lowering the big bow in his hand, which was still trembling slightly.

"You ......"

Suddenly, he opened his bow again, and a backhand arrow shot through the open hatch of the helicopter in the air, piercing the pilot's body. The helicopter flew out like a drunken maniac, swaying wildly in the air, and when it reached three or four hundred meters away, it fell headlong into the thick yellow sand outside the oasis, making a loud bang and stirring up the sand and dust in the sky.

"Let's get acquainted again," the "Dragon" who put away the big bow slowly stepped forward, and said with a smile, "I am an agent of the Special Affairs Section of the Asian branch of Interpol, codenamed 'Yellow Sparrow'. ”

"Mantis" smiled bitterly and said: "Yellow finch? hehe, it's really 'the praying mantis catches cicadas, and the yellow finch is behind'." ”

"Cicada" stepped forward and sighed: "Attracting a few of you heaven-level assassins to kill me this time is actually a ploy to divert the tiger from the mountain, and now Interpol's elite forces should have begun to sweep the remnants of the assassins' secret camp. After today, the thousand-year-old secret camp of assassins is gone!"

His right palm swept over the neck of the "mantis" like a quick knife, and the "mantis" fell on his back when his throat was splashed with blood.

The "Dragon", who had transformed into a "yellow finch", walked up to the "cicada" with a spring breeze on his face, stretched out his right hand to him, and said, "Mr. Cicada, this time thanks to you, we were able to uproot the evil organization of the Assassin Secret Camp. On behalf of INTERPOL, I would like to express my sincerest gratitude to you. ”

"Cicada" shook his head, stretched out his right hand with a smile and said, "Xie is no longer necessary, I am only doing this for my own family......"

"Be careful!" Before he could finish his words, the "Yellow Sparrow" on the other side suddenly changed his face, and smashed the big bow in his hand behind him while letting out a wild shout.

"Cicada" was suddenly startled, although he did not sense any danger behind him, but since "Yellow Sparrow" did not hesitate to smash the weapon in his hand to cover himself, the situation must be extremely bad. Before he could turn back, his body fell to the side, and his feet stabbed diagonally. When he was in the air, he glanced behind him out of the corner of his eye, only to find that there was nothing there, and the big bow of the "Yellow Sparrow" was lying quietly on the ground.

"Medium!" his heart sank, and when he turned his gaze to "Yellow Sparrow" again, he saw that he had a small bow the size of a palm in his hand, and shot a small arrow like a ballpoint refill on a bowstring as thin as a hair.

The little arrow was as fast as lightning after leaving the string, and although the "cicada" woke up to the rapid change of body at that time, it was still a little slower, and the small arrow shot into his left leg.

The damage caused by such a tiny arrow is naturally limited, and the "cicada" didn't even feel much pain after being hit by the arrow, but his heart sank to the bottom. Since the lethality of the arrows themselves is insufficient, the "Yellow Sparrow", as the top assassin, will definitely not lack auxiliary means. Sure enough, a strong paralyzing sensation spread rapidly from the middle arrow, and in just three or five seconds, the left half of his body was completely unconscious.

"Just now, it was 'Yellow Sparrow behind', and now it's the turn of 'Bird Bow Hide'?" At this moment, the "cicada" half-kneeling on the ground actually laughed, and even made a joke towards the "yellow finch" who was ten meters away and pointed a small arrow at him again.

"Yellow Sparrow" said expressionlessly: "Don't blame me. You shouldn't turn down when the previous organization solicited you. If a dangerous person like you can't be brought under the control of the organization, the only way to do it is to destroy it. ”

"Those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me perish, which is indeed the consistent style of violent organs. A small willow leaf-shaped flying knife that was only more than ten centimeters long fell into the palm of his right hand, and the "cicada" pressed the handle of the rope wrapped around it with his thumb, so that the tip of the knife showed a little between the middle fingers, "Fortunately, I still left the last trick to save my life, so it is not yet known who killed the deer!"

Sensing that the flickering cold star on the other party's fingertips had firmly locked onto him, the face of the "Yellow Sparrow" froze: "No one thought that the most powerful killing move of the cicada, known as the 'Demon Hand', was not your hands, but a small flying knife. But with official duties, I have no choice but to try my luck and see that God is on that side. ”

The two faced each other for a moment, one with a bow and arrow, and the other with a flying knife, motionless like two wooden clay sculptures.

The sun that had been on the horizon for a long time finally set, and at the moment when the sky darkened, the small bow in the hand of the "Yellow Sparrow" let out a crisp and pleasant sound, and the arrow had been shot off the string to the throat of the "cicada".

The right hand of the "cicada" holding the knife moved imperceptibly, and the flying knife pressed against the palm of the palm disappeared out of thin air, and almost at the same time sank into the throat of the "yellow finch".

"What a quick knife ......" "Yellow Sparrow" swallowed his last breath after squeezing the sentence out of his throat inserted into a knife.

"Cicada" looked at the small arrow inserted in his left shoulder, and said to the corpse of "Yellow Sparrow" with a wry smile: "Your arrow is not bad. ”

The small arrows of the "Yellow Sparrow" should be smeared with a specially processed narcotic drug. After being hit by two arrows in a row, the "cicada" was paralyzed all over his body, and he fell sideways on the grass and couldn't even move his fingers.

When night finally fell, the "cicada" lay on the ground, looking at the starry sky, and the regained childhood memories appeared in front of him very clearly.

"The great revenge has been avenged, and the assassin 'Cicada' will no longer exist in the future, and I should change back to my original name. Anyway, there are more than one billion people in China, and there should be many people called 'Chen Yi', and they are not afraid of being found out. But what should I do in the future? Speaking of which, I've learned a lot over the years in addition to murderous tricks, so it shouldn't be a problem to support myself......"

When he was looking forward to his future life, the eyes of the "cicada" were suddenly attracted by a meteor in the night sky, and then his face became extremely ugly.

A moment later, the meteor flying towards this oasis finally revealed its true face, and it turned out to be a missile with a long tail of flames.

"Kill them all, it's so ruthless!"

With a loud bang, the dazzling fire shone through a radius of more than ten miles, the light was as bright as day, and after the skyrocketing fire, a mushroom cloud rose. In the light of the fire and smoke, this small oasis that did not exist in any map records and everything on it was reduced to nothing, as if it had been erased by a careless child, leaving only a black trace.