Super King of Soldiers in the City

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Boom!

The thundering sound of the ear was still ringing, and the heavy rain was falling, and it was getting bigger and bigger.

Below an arch bridge, a thin man with a cold face sat cross-legged, letting the wind and rain hit him without moving.

He holds a sword in his hands, his sword lying on his legs, his eyes drooping, as if his sword is the only one in the world.

He is named Xiao Jian, a killer, and a swordsman.

Since his debut, he has carried out 231 missions without any defeat.

He used the blood of the 231 mission targets to establish his reputation and is also a new star in the killer world.

It's just that he didn't join any organization, but was alone.

Xiao Jian never liked to live in hotels or guesthouses. He only liked to live under bridges, caves, and even garbage dumps.

Only in that place will his mood be peaceful and his sword sharper.

Woohoo.

The harsh sound of the car engine suddenly came, and Xiao Jian instinctively felt a trace of danger. His closed eyes suddenly opened, and a ray of fine light bloomed.

At the same time, with a harsh brake sound, a car stopped on the bridge. A dozen people quickly got out of the car, jumped off the arch bridge in a semi-circle, and then pulled out the gun hidden in his arms.

Xiao Jian looked at this scene and his face changed suddenly.

Woo!

The sword in his hand was unsheathed in an instant, and he swept a huge blade of mantle in the air and swept towards the group of people in black.

Huh!

The two men in black couldn't dodge, and they didn't even have time to shoot, they had been cut off with a sword, and their heads were in different places.

Yin Hong's blood sprinkled indiscriminately, mixed with the rain, and was soon washed away.

At the same time, the rest of the people were already at Xiao Jian, pulling the trigger frantically.

Bump!

The gunshots were resounding and harsh, but they quickly submerged in the thunder.

The dense bullets formed a net of bullets and shot towards Xiao Jian whistlingly.

Xiao Jian didn't dare to be careless at all. His right leg stepped on the ground, and the whole person rose into the air, and he quickly rushed towards the distance.

At the same time, his sword once again drew a sharp edge, and swept hard behind him.

Tinkerbell.

A series of sounds, even countless bullets were swept down and fell to the ground.

Xiao Jian was also staggering, with obvious signs of being shot, but instead of falling, he disappeared into the rain curtain in a blink of an eye.

"Withdraw!" The strange thing is that after seeing Xiao Jian running away, the man in black not only did not lose, but also flashed a bit of teasing in his eyes.

The first person in black didn't even have the meaning of chasing a little bit. With a big wave of his hand, several people lifted their dead companions into the car and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Xiao Jian is very uncomfortable now. Although he killed two people and swept off a lot of bullets, he was still hit by two bullets.

One shot on the left shoulder and one shot on the right calf.

Had he not been supported by strong will, he would have fallen.

"The tens of billions of rewards are really not simple. They will almost die here. It seems that they have to be more cautious in the future."

Xiao Jian murmured, but there was no anger in his eyes, and some were just fortunate.

Thank you for the rest of his life.

Just as he was far from the arch bridge and was going to find a place to stop and pull out the bullet, a fist suddenly burst out from the side.

Xiao Jian changed his face and turned his head to see a burly figure.

A Biao.

The boxing wind lingered as if it were more rapid than this thunder and lightning.

Xiao Jian didn't have time to pick it up, so he flexed his sword and resisted the past.

Huh!

With a violent noise, A Biao's fist slammed **** the sword, and the huge force directly pressed the sword body and hit Xiao Jian's chest.

laugh!

Xiao Jianhu had a pain in his mouth and spouted a sip of blood directly, even when the flashback started.

But at this moment, A Biao had already drawn a gun with his other hand and aimed it directly at his head.

Then, in Xiao Jian's almost desperate expression, he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Huh!

Gunshot, headshot!

"ended."

These are the last three words Xiao Jian heard before he died.

A Biao killed Xiao Jian, looked up at this irritating rainy night, grabbed his phone, took a few close-up shots at Xiao Jian, and then quickly left.

A Biao's task is to cooperate with Meng Qingyang's people to kill killers and mercenaries who are not easy to deal with. Xiao Jian is only one of his goals.

The heavy rain was still under the clatter, as if to send off those killer mercenaries.

This night, destined to be sleepless.

A forum in the dark world.

It's already blown up.

Numerous photos were **** presented on the forum, which caused a sensation in the entire underground world.

"Look, there are killers dead again, this is already the 21st! Oh my God, what is the power of this billion-dollar character, how is it so terrifying? U, T, Xiao Jian, Start, Grim Reaper , Sickle, it was all dead! "

"It's over, it's estimated that it won't take long for this incident to sensationalize the entire underground world? Even if it's murder, let's show the photos **** here. Is this provoking the entire killer mercenary world?"

"Horrible, terrible! Ten billion rewards, it really is not that simple!"

At the forum, countless people were talking about it and were shocked.

Watching the killers or mercenaries who rose like comets died in this **** and miserable way, everyone felt numb for no reason.

Who the **** is this?

"Humph, that Wang Fan can hunt so many killers in the mercenary world is really not easy. But that's all."

"The Bobcats, Black Wolf, Golem, Burrison, these top ruthless men are not dead yet, as long as they are not dead, that Wang Fan is still in danger."

"What's more, besides them, the seniors such as Blood Skull and Poison Scorpion have also arrived in China. I don't believe it, even if Wang Fan is even more powerful, he can still hunt the seniors of Blood Skull Poison Scorpion?"

Another person raised his head and instantly caused everyone to respond.

"Yeah, the Bobcats and the Black Wolf are not dead yet, not to mention the seniors of Blood Skull Poison Scorpion, then Wang Fan is estimated to be able to kill, and it will not turn the sky."

"Let's wait to watch a good show. This night is really a good night. I want to see who can live to the end."

Wang Fan ignored the discussions in those forums. At this time, he had come to a small bar called Ye Wanwan.

The consumption of this bar is not high. Compared with Beijing, it can only be regarded as low-end. The people who come to consume are also some working class and ordinary white-collar workers.

The wind and rain, but still can not stop people's enthusiasm for playing, release the pressure to release the pressure, hunting Yan Hunting, the entire bar is almost overcrowded, business is hot.

After Wang Fan got out of the car, he took Su Weiwei straight to the bar.

As soon as the two entered the bar, a tall waitress greeted her with a smile.

Su Weiwei took out two hundred dollars and threw it to the waiter, sent it away, and then followed Wang Fan straight to the No. 4 table.

At table four, a burly macho is cuddling a chick and drinking, and the two are tender and sweet, you and I.

He is the target of Wang Fan's trip, Bobcat.

Meng Qingyang and others obviously dwarfed the shadows, bobcats, and black wolf Berrison, so Wang Fan planned to shoot it himself.

At the moment when Wang Fan brought Su Weiwei close to the Bobcat, the Bobcat had already seen the two of them.

His pupils shrank suddenly, his expression deepened.

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