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There was a slight change on Death's face. Without the contempt just now, he was indeed a little overjoyed after several consecutive victories. He thought that Wu Yan would be able to handle it as easily as the first three.

"The top three really deserve their reputation." Death said coldly.

Wu Yan smiled lightly, but didn't speak, and waved his hands at him in a posture.

The god of death yelled, took two strides, stomped his feet on the ground, and lifted his body off the ground as lightly as a swallow.

He spun quickly in the air, with his feet spread apart, and swept towards Wu Yan like a spinning propeller. [

Wu Yan's cold and handsome face moved, the god of death couldn't wait to start the real action.It's bound to be a tough fight.

Wu Yan waved his fist again and again, blocking Death's blade-like feet.Under the persecution of the god of death, he actually took several steps back.

After the god of death landed, without giving Wu Yan any extra time, he threw his body forward again, jumped forward, spread his legs apart, and pinched Wu Yan's neck like scissors.

With the strength of the god of death, if he really clamped his neck, Wu Yan's head would definitely be snapped off.

Wu Yan yelled, stomped his feet on the ground, and his body rose into the air.He jumped twenty centimeters higher than Death.

Wu Yan Wu Yan's feet sank, and a heavy weight fell down.

The god of death felt a very deep breath, which seemed to be seeing a towering peak.

Heavy, depressing.

It is impossible for Death's scissor legs to pinch Wu Yan's neck again, because Wu Yan is right above him at this time.

At this critical moment, the god of death moved, his body punched in a circle in the air, and while spinning, his right leg kicked Wu Yan's legs.It looks like a golden hook hanging upside down.

At the same time, Wu Yan's right foot also kicked out.

"boom"

After a muffled sound, the two fell to the ground again.

Wu Yan's right leg was in pain, and he really wanted to ask the God of Death if it hurt. If he was in pain too, he decided to discuss it and rest for half an hour.Wait until the pain is gone before playing the second half.

Just seeing the expression on the face of the Grim Reaper.Wu Yan dismissed this idea, whether this guy is human or not, he has no expression at all.

"You are really strong." After a long time, God of Death said.

"You're not bad either." Wu Yan really wanted to lift up his trouser leg to see how his right leg was, it must be completely black.

The god of death did not speak, walked to a dark place, and came out again after a while, but there was an extra long knife in his hand.Much like a Japanese samurai sword.

Wu Yan looked at him with great interest, thinking of some kind of speculation in his heart but didn't say it out. [

Grim Reaper looked at the samurai sword in his hand lovingly, and murmured: "Everyone in the world thinks I'm a master with a spear, but I want to tell them that my marksmanship is not only top-notch, but my sword skills are also top-notch." .As long as I kill you with this knife today. I will succeed."

When he said this, the God of Death had fanaticism in his eyes. Isn't he training so hard for so many years in order to be famous all over the world one day?

The opportunity is tonight.

Seeing the god of death holding the knife, Wu Yan was unhappy, and said, "You have a weapon in your hand, but I don't. It's not fair for us to fight like this."

Grim Reaper looked at Wu Yan, sneered and said, "Is there such a word as fairness in the assassin world? Beggar, what is our purpose? No matter what method we use, as long as we kill the opponent, we are successful. What does fairness mean to an assassin?" ?”

Although the words of the god of death have a feeling of cheating, but Wu Yan understands this sentence, the purpose of the killer is to kill, and he never cares whether you are an 80-year-old man or a four-year-old naughty boy.As long as the other party pays, they will kill.

To put it bluntly, the relationship between many rules and regulations in the world and killers is equivalent to the relationship between archways and bitches.The two are fundamentally contradictory.

For example, killing is strictly prohibited in every country, and it is strictly stipulated that killing is illegal.But the job of a killer is to kill.

"In this case, it seems that I can only take out my weapon." Wu Yan smiled, took out the Desert Eagle from his waist and pointed it at the god of death, "You have a weapon in your hand, and I have a weapon in my hand so everyone is fair."

Reaper's face changed slightly, this guy is too shameless, at most he just took out a knife, but you are better off, just take out a gun.

Can we still have a happy duel together?

"Let's start." Wu Yan said so.

Although I am short, I have a long range.

Let the horse come over if you don't accept it.

Wu Yan felt complacent, paralyzed, he knew you had no good intentions.Otherwise, how could those three people be easily killed by you?

In the black list of killers, the top fifty killers are all considered to be the best in the world.If there are no two brushes, it is impossible to enter the black list.

It is too doubtful that the god of death killed three of the top ten killers with ease.

It has to be said that there is absolutely no problem entering the top ten with the strength of the god of death.But killing three killers who were ranked higher than him so easily made Wu Yan very suspicious.

Although there is a competition of strength in it, Wu Yan feels that there is still something tricky in it.You are so awesome, you are not a killer who has eaten so much food for nothing, and you have no strength to enter the top ten of the black list?

Judging from the matter of Death Hidden Knife, his city mansion is very deep.

The god of death looked at Wu Yan's gun, put down the knife in his hand, and said, "Do you really want to compete with me in marksmanship?"

Wu Yan so-called shrugged his shoulders, and said: "What's more, if there is a so-called thing, I can kill you earlier, and I will go back to sleep." [

Reaper snorted, put down his samurai sword, took out a black pistol from his pocket, and said with a smile: "In this case, let's compare marksmanship."

In the competition of force, the god of death is only [-]% sure, but in the competition of marksmanship, he is confident that he is [-]% sure.

He has been training marksmanship since he was a child, not to mention that he has the ability to pierce Yang with a hundred steps, but he also has the magical skill of piercing a Yang with nine hundred and ninety steps.

Wu Yan was taken aback, he didn't expect this guy to bring such a complete set of equipment.Had I known this earlier, I would have resisted a bazooka.

The two pointed guns at each other, Wu Yan pointed at his heart, and the god of death pointed at Wu Yan's forehead.As long as you move your hand lightly, you can kill the opponent in an instant.

But neither of them moved, they watched each other quietly.

"boom"

Almost at the same time, gunshots rang out.

The two rolled out at the same time.

The Son of Death hit Wu Yan behind where he was originally standing, and hit a stone behind him, rubbing sparks.As for the shot that Wu Yan fired, he didn't know where it hit in the end. One thing is certain, this shot didn't hit the god of death.

Reaper rolled behind a tree and hid.Wu Yan hid behind a nearby rock.

The whole park was dead silent.