MTL - Joy of Life-~ two

"hand?"

When Xiao Fan’s identity card was received by the Kai Nian group about the death of Dahongpao, he suddenly stopped.

"Hand" is of course not an integral part of the human body, but a killer organization!

The little finger seems to be the weakest.

But after missing the little finger, the most ruthless thing can't be done.

For example, digging a nose, such as digging ears.

"Little Finger" is a killer. It is said that he can make a breakthrough in the bones, even if it is a wall seam, he can drill through.

The most popular of the "hands", the strongest is the middle finger, which makes Xiao Fan adults inevitably think of the extremely impolite, but extremely deterrent action.

The index finger is the most flexible and the most murderous.

The ring finger is anonymous because it is mysterious because no one has ever seen him.

However, these four are not the leaders of the "hands".

Because no matter which finger is broken, it is still flexible.

The only thing that is indispensable...

It is the thumb.

The thumb is the most important part of a hand. Losing your thumb means losing one of your hands.

The thumb is the death of Dahongpao.

It is also the leader of the "hand".

"Hands" organizations have always acted together.

When the **** appeared in the Northern Qi, everyone knew that the thumb was coming.

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The moon has risen, and the moonlight tonight seems to be more beautiful than usual.

The beauty of the bleak, the mystery of beauty.

The night wind is bleak and the bones are cold.

"I know that you admire the Dahongpao."

Xiao Fan said to himself, "I also know that you really want to go to this peerless master for a while."

When Xiao Fan’s adult said it, there was a fierce murder behind him.

Perhaps it is excitement, this murderousness fluctuates repeatedly.

The "shasha" that shocked the page sounded.

"You want to know, what is his ability to beat the four swords in one stroke."

Xiao Fan said softly, "I can give you this opportunity."

The moonlight shines in lightly, and shines behind Van.

There is a shadow behind him, the shadow of the face is pale, pale as transparent.

Xiao Fan’s face is slightly curved, and under the long and slightly curled eyelashes, there are clear and bright eyes.

He stared at the shadow and said with a strong heart: "I hope to see you come back alive, of course, I also hope to see the blossoming alive!"

Fan Xian is the supervisor of the Supervisory Academy. He also knows that Dahongpao has appeared in Beiqi. He is worried about Haishu.

The shadow of the shadow disappeared in the air, and seemed to bow to Xiao Fan.

For the shadow, Dahongpao's appeal has surpassed the five people he has always worshipped.

Before leaving, the black shadow suddenly turned his head, with a trace of unclear, unclear expression on his face, saying: "I am also a killer, and running away has always been my best."

Looking at the black shadow disappeared in the air, Xiao Fan’s mouth rose slightly: “He laughed, he actually laughed.

Very interesting. ”

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sword! It is a one-foot-three-inch fine iron sword!

people! It is a person who has not lost since his debut!

hand! It is a pair of fine white delicate hands!

The passerby ate a bite of rice in a bowl.

It is very slow to eat and very delicate to chew.

The chopsticks with the vegetables are very stable, just as calm as when holding the sword.

The passerby nail repair is very short and very clean.

A pair of hands are as smooth as silk, without traces of scorpion.

“As an assassin, hands are the most in need of protection.”

He always remembers what the master said to him before he left the division.

Killing people is like eating.

People have to kill one by one, and they have to eat one bite.

He enjoyed the murder in the face of murder.

Therefore, he eats very slowly and kills people very slowly.

I remember once, he killed a person.

After killing for four days in a row, the talent finally broke.

As soon as he thought of it, he found that his two stocks began to slowly rise up.

Passerby took three hours to finish the dinner, and the Northland began to wind up the sky.

Bei Qi is really different from the Central Plains. Have you seen such a scene of heavy snow?

After four years of debut, passers-by has always been the number one killer.

Twenty thousand two gold reflects his value.

He felt that letting him kill a person should be worth the price.

Since the Dahongpao and Si Gujian of a sword in the city have been fighting on the top of Dongyi City, he suddenly discovered that the world has changed!

It changed too fast, and it made him not know, and it made him unacceptable.

Then, a killer was born.

A sword of 100,000 gold!

One person two thousand two gold?

Faced with this gap, passers-by smiled bitterly, he could only smile.

Come to Beiqi for the correct name!

Prove that you are stronger than the dead red robe.

Prove that you are still the king of the killer.

I heard that Dahongpao will go north, so he came to Beiqi.

He didn't know how to find Dahongpao, but he was confident.

Even if he doesn't go to Dahongpao, Dahongpao will find him.

The killer line is not allowed to have two rankings at the same time.

Not allowed! Absolutely not allowed! !

The cold wind swept away unscrupulously, and the heavy snow rose from the sky.

The earth has been filled with powder and jade.

Sundial, cold, and flowers are extinct.

The whole world has fallen into chaos, and some are only depressed and bitter cold.

Under a gray, the red has become more eye-catching.

The passer-by clasped the sword in his hand, his body stretched, and the person was like a cold plum, standing in the ice, and a arrogance broke through the snow and ice.

He knows that he has reached his best.

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snow!

Heavy snow!

Heavy snow!

The two are facing each other!

"You are the big red robe?"

After passers-by said this sentence, he began to regret it.

Because he found out that he was already standing in the position of a challenger.

The challenger will always ask questions first.

He is a bit nervous, what happened to him?

Dahongpao did not answer the words of passerby, but asked: "Are you a passerby?"

"Yes!" The words of passers-by are still cold and ruthless.

But his heart was once again turbulent.

Why did he answer the words of Dahongpao?

This is a sign of weakness!

Why does he want to show weakness?

His confidence has always been strong, stronger than anyone else!

He felt that the eyes of Dahongpao had a magical power. He felt that the eyes of Dahongpao had peeled off his cold appearance and pierced his heart.

Is his heart as cold as his appearance?

He subconsciously swallowed a slobber, the saliva was bitter, bitter to the intestines, bitter to the soul!

He wants to speak, but he has a hard time.

He wanted to pull the sword, but the hand that never knew what to fear, actually trembled.

Dahongpao had a burning gaze, and passers-by felt that he was caught in a fire that could not be lifted.

The fire burned out not only his body, but also his calmness, his murderousness, his confidence.

He feels that his soul has left his own ** and wanders in nothingness.

He even saw in the hustle and bustle of the snow-white land that had been connected with the sky, standing two people!

Do not! He can only see a piece of red! This bright red has already surrounded him.

The sky is red, the earth is also red, and even the snow fluttering in the sky has become bright red!

The snow floated on his shoulder and slowly penetrated into his body.

His blood gradually became cold as the snow gradually solidified.

His whole person has collapsed!

It was like being buried in the snow with his fiery heart, just like the winter rushed into his bones and tore his body.

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"You are defeated!" Dahongpao's mouth corner drawn a proud arc.

"I lost!" Passerby A mechanical repeats the words of Dahongpao.

He has become a puppet, he lost his heart, Jianxin!

The heart is a very magical thing.

It can help you to defeat any difficulties and obstacles, but also allows you to fall into the abyss.

Losing is equal to death.

But Dahongpao did not kill him because his heart was dead.

He disdains to kill a waste that has no power to fight back.

Passerby is not reconciled, he is not willing to accept the fact that he has not yet drawn the sword.

"I haven't lost yet!" Passerby screamed and rushed over to Dahongpao, who had already turned and was about to leave.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that his heart was back.

He remembered the mood when he first murdered!

Excited, fearful, excited, scared.

His hand was as smooth as ever, and his sword heart was sharp again.

Dahongpao frowned and said softly: "Little finger."

A man came out of the snow.

Passerby A saw the people in front of him with a faint light.

This person... he is a gnome!

Passerby A self-deprecating, in the eyes of Da Hong Pao, his position is even worse than the weakest little finger in the "hand".

"He doesn't bother to fight with himself. He doesn't look at himself! Why should he bring himself here?"

This is the last thought before the passerby stops breathing.

The darkness engulfed the last ray of light, and also blocked the figure of Dahongpao behind him.

A darker figure than the winter night, slowly walked to the side of the ice frozen frozen road.

Silently watching his body buried in snowflakes.

He suddenly sprinkled some yellow powder on the body. The body made a "sweet" sound, and disappeared quickly. Only a touch of red was left. Only this red color proved that the former world is the first, it is real. Over.

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"It turns out that the world is the first."

The little finger followed the big red robe and groaned in his mouth.

Dahongpao stopped and did not look back and asked: "What do you think needs to overcome your opponent?"

"Tricks! Power! Speed! And... oh...

murderous look! ”

Dahongpao shook his head: "It is confidence! He is already a dry body, and the soulless body is gone."

Killing him, there is no glory. ”

The little finger nodded and agreed, and asked, "What are we doing now?"

"South Down! Everything you do is done!"

"He didn't look for flowers?" Xiaofan was frowning and lost his thoughts.

"Yes."

The shadow has always been a word, "He only looks for passers-by."

Fan is silent and silent.

"I was there at the time, but I didn't dare come out."

This sentence is wonderful, not impossible, but not dare.

Shadow speech is very straightforward.

Fan can't help but ask: "Is Dahongpao strong?"

"Dahongpao is very strong and very strong.

He did not shoot, passerby A is dead. ”

"How do you know? You are not out?"

The shadow looks a bit decadent, helplessly said: "Because I know, so I know."

Fan Xian suddenly remembered the hospital certificate that died in the past, and he couldn’t help but laugh: “The spiritual death is more terrible than the **!”

"You buried the passerby?"

"No! I don't dare to stay in that place, I am afraid to be discovered by that slaying star."

The shadow looked at the fan who had just asked him questions with a strange look. He didn't understand why he asked this sentence.

Fan took a break and waved.

The shadow once again flashed into the darkness.

Deng Ziyue has sent a secret letter from Beiqi.

He arrived at the scene one step earlier than Beiqi Jinyiwei, but there was no corpse of passers-by except for the blood-like liquid on the ground.

Who is it? Who has evaporated the body of passerby A in the air without a trace?

However, a little discovery made Fan Xian very shocked!

The powder that dissolves the corpse seems to be only available in the hospital.

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Dahongpao left Beiqi, and the sea otter blossomed still alive.

Dahongpao shots were spared, but the sea otters are still alive.

It’s just a passerby who died. His name is called passerby.

Dahongpao is going to kill people who are passers-by. When he goes to Beiqi, he is going to swindle the ghosts who have gone out of the ghosts to Beiqi.

That's it.

Of course, Beiqi does not know who the passerby is. All they care about is the sea otter.

I don't know when it started, a word came out:

"Desperate Dahongpao, Salvation Little Tsing Yi!"

It is only from the Dahongpao hand that only the green robes of the green blouse are left in the life!

The world is stupid and the world is simple.

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When the shadow disappeared into the darkness, Fan opened the record of the supervision of Dahongpao.

Dahongpao, also known as the thumb.

The leader of the "hand" is also the top master of the rise of the four masters!

Killed Si Gu three years ago.

Two and a half years ago, I killed the leaves.

Two thousand years ago, the Ming family was destroyed.

Two years after the disappearance, it suddenly appeared.

And the killer group "hand" was established.

"After checking for two years, I still haven't found out who this Dahongpao is."

Xiao Fan’s eyebrows frowned and his expression was very serious.

He lifted the pen and continued to write in the following: Layue, Beiqi, killer A (note: no sword)

"What kind of person are you?" Fan looked at his own record and asked softly.

"Have you ever thought that he is your person?"

"Oh?"

This inference makes Fan Xian a little surprised. What do you think of Xiaoyan’s son?

"Kill the four swords! Because the four Gu Jian has always been like a dog, hold on to you."

"There are thousands of killing homes because the Ming family has the heart to destroy you!"

"Killing the leaves, I don't think he is going to the 100,000 gold."

The voice of Xiaoyan’s son is calm, the fan is quiet and quiet, and the surroundings are quiet.

"Don't forget, Ye Liuyun once smashed you half-seat.

Moreover, he is also the top character of the Junshan Club.

At least for now, it seems that among the four masters, it is only Ye Liuyun who can make Junshan move. ”

Xiaoyan Gongzi sentenced into the heart of Fan Xian’s heart.

"As for killer A..."

Xiaoyan Gongzi smiled. "It should be the dignity of the killer."

I just wondered why he only killed a passerby, but did not shoot at the girl? ”

"Is it for me?" Fan Xian is a wise man. He said it himself without waiting for the words to come out.

Last night's incident, Deng Ziyue had already handed over the secret report to Fan Xian.

As for the statement of "Dahong Dahongpao, Salvation Xiaoqingyi", I also saw it in the secret newspaper.

Tsing Yi is not as good as red robe! Fan Xian is not an ordinary person, of course, knowing the great things.

Just wondering, the red robe did not move the sea otter, but also let Haiyan greatly exposed a small face.

what is this?

Is it really like Yan Bingyun said that he is his own person?

Who is he?

Fan Xian thought of Wu Zhu and didn't know where he went.

It won't go to the temple to fight again.

However, this absurd idea was immediately vetoed by Fan.

"Not your own strange uncle."

Fan idled and shook his head.

He knows the power of Wuzhu.

Perhaps Wuzhu is a killing machine, not a world.

But he also did not know how to defeat the two masters and be able to retreat.

As soon as he thought of suffering and escaping from the world, he had an inexplicable pleasure in his heart.

"No one in North Qi can stop me from blossoming."

There is a sea bream flower at the table, which is particularly beautiful tonight.

Van’s leisurely look, can’t help but whisper.

Xiaoyan’s son looked at Fan’s self-talking over there and hurriedly turned his head and pretended not to hear it.

Fan Xian knows that he has just lost his mind, closes his mouth and laughs at himself.

He didn't know why he could think of it at this time. Could it be that he had missed the sea otter...

Silence, for a long time.

"He is a celestial person!" Xiaoyan Gongzi broke this shackle.

Fan’s eyes are tight, and he does not believe that there are people in this world.

However, he thought of the temple.

He believes that there are temples in the world.

"Temple, what kind of thing are you?" Fan leisurely licked his temple.

"The temple is not something!" Dahongpao suddenly raised his head and said such an inexplicable word.

"The temple is just a spiritual sustenance. Most people in the world think that there is a **** in the sky.

However, one person said to me that the temple is not something. ”

The little finger is holding a vase and playing like a child.

The index finger sat at the door and looked down casually, like a deaf-mute person, and heard nothing.

The **** heard the voice of Dahongpao, and snorted with a cold cry, very impatient.

The ring finger holds the "semi-leisure fast" and makes a fine product.

"The man taught me the sword of the day."

Dahongpao changed a more comfortable posture and continued.

"He told me that anything can be used as a weapon.

He also told me that I have confidence and skill, and you can't beat your opponent.

Killing is like pushing a card and requires a little luck. ”

The **** looks at the Dahongpao, which looks like an idiot. There is a kind of contemptuous emotion between the eyebrows.

He stroked the wooden sword in his hand. Only this time, he could calm the grievances in his heart and resent the Dahongpao.

Dahongpao buried his head deep in his legs, barefoot and kneeling on the stool, looking funny.

"I know that you have always been very dissatisfied with me."

"You are thinking, why aren't you fighting with Si Gujian? Why didn't you find Ye Liuyun one step ahead of me?"

Who is Dahongpao referring to?

In fact, everyone already understands in their hearts.

Suddenly, the atmosphere is a bit subtle.

This is not a dangerous taste, but a **** horror!

Like a piranha that smells of blood, the little finger stops the plaything in the hand, and a doll's face reveals a sinister poison.

The ring finger of the book also raised his head, looking at Dahongpao a bit strangely.

The index finger is still head down and there is no reaction.

Just like the face is already smashed, I don’t care.

"Yes! I believe I can do what you do."

The **** couldn't hold back the bonfire in his heart, staring at the face of Dahongpao, his eyes covered with bloodshot eyes and venting cockroaches.

The wooden sword in his hand actually sounded like a sword.

"Because my luck is better than you."

The three chins of Dahongpao were squeezed together, and it was obvious that he was laughing.

After hearing this sentence, the sword that the **** had just gathered up was suddenly removed.

He didn't want to admit it, and Dahongpao's luck was better than him.

"One more thing, I don't like people staring at my face.

Look at me like an idiot, please remember later. ”

Dahongpao squinted his eyes and laughed, his words soft, and it felt like a casual chat.

But the **** clearly saw that there was a needle hidden in his smiling eyes, a very fine needle.

The **** suddenly felt fear, and he remembered what Dahongpao said just now.

"Everything can be used as a weapon..."

The weapon of Dahongpao is the needle, or his eyes.

The **** suddenly coughed, as if to cough up the grievances in the heart.

But what he coughed out was not grievances but blood.

His heart was pinned,

pain! hurt! cold!

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The temple is a spiritual sustenance, because with the temple, people have hope.

Spiritual sustenance is something that is hard to explain.

It can help humans overcome the disease, and can build confidence in humanity in times of crisis.

It is more able to inspire the endless potential of human beings.

Humans believe in the existence of God.

So what God has given to humans is considered by humans to be the best.

Because of the temple, the poor practice of the heart, will be hard-working and hard-working.

There is a road in the book mountain, and there is no end to the sea.

This is the case with culture. Of course, the same is true for martial arts.

It’s just that humans never bother with vulgar things, thinking that it’s not just rookies that turn to the phoenix.

Wrong, big mistake!

tempered into a steel! Iron and blood cast soul!

The book is like this, and so is the practice of martial arts.

The most vulgar martial arts, as long as they have been practicing for ten years, can become human dragons and phoenixes.

This is the enlightenment of Jiu Pin Yue as a great master.

Tens of thousands of people have learned Wu, and they can understand this truth. There were only five people in that year.

just now………

When Dahongpa thought of it, he smiled smugly.

He forgot the same action repeated for three consecutive years.

I also forgot that for this action, he suffered a lot.

This action is to pull the sword! It seems to be a very simple sword!

Lightning sword!

Thousands of seconds of sword extraction!

One thousandth of a second of sword training for three years! Do not stop the sword! In the past three years, he has only done this one action.

Because he is an idiot.

So success!

Because he is an idiot, so he defeated Si Gujian.

Because he is an idiot, so set the rules of 100,000 gold and a sword.

Others think that it is because of his power, no need to make a second move.

but………

Only he knows why...

He knows he has only one trick! By the time of the second move, he has become a dead person.

Will the dead pull the sword for the second time?

Of course not, even an idiot will not!

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Dahongpao made a snap and said softly: "Go!"

The little finger quickly asked: "Where to go? (Master--!!!)?"

"kill!"

"Who kills?"

"Junshan will!" 2k novel reading network