307 They Must Die!

"It's four past nine and we've been waiting in this place for 43 minutes."

Standing behind the car, Shang Lige took out his mobile phone to check the time, and said to Chu Yang, "Look at that boss, he has no intention of going to rest at all."

"Don't wait for him." After finishing speaking, Chu Yang flicked the cigarette butt aside, looked left and right at the empty road: "You go to the back, I'll go in from the front."

Shang Lige nodded, bypassing the car and quickly ran to the field, his figure was erratic, like a paper man blown by the wind.

"Hey, I'm getting more and more shameless when I talk to girls now. I'm a depraved person." Chu Yang waited for Shang Lige to go around and hide behind Desert Willow Hotel, and then he straightened his clothes. He bent down and pulled out the black military thorn.

Military thorns, dark military thorns, dim under the starlight, but unusually heavy.

On the handle of the military thorn, there are two seal characters engraved: Canpo.

Chu Yang didn't know whether these two characters were the military assassin's name, or if the two characters 'remnant soul' were the man's name.

This military stab and a copy of the "Complete Book of Killing" that he hid somewhere were given to him by a man he met on the train when he went home to visit relatives in his first year as a soldier seven years ago.

Chu Yang still doesn't understand why the man who is more beautiful than most women gave him these two things.

He only remembered that when the man gave him these two things, he once said to him: I have been watching you for a long time, and I think you should be worthy of this military thorn, so treat it well.No matter when and what you do, don't forget that you are a descendant of Chinese people!

At that time, the man only said that Chu Yang should be worthy of this black military thorn, but he didn't mention the "Complete Book of Fighting and Killing".

But after Chu Yang's verification, it was what he learned from that book that allowed him to completely release his innate explosive power.

During the years when he was living in a foreign country, Chu Yang also relied on the combination of the killing skills in that book and his own conditions to achieve his "reputation" as the king of killers!

Chu Yang still doesn't know why that man gave him this military thorn, let alone who is that man who is more beautiful than most women, but he firmly remembers his words: no matter when Forget, you are a Chinese descendant!

All these years, Chu Yang has always remembered that man's words, he has never killed an innocent Chinese person.

He still clearly remembers that when that man mentioned the words 'Descendants of Yanhuang', not only was there deep love in his eyes, but also fanatical admiration flashed across his eyes.

A person who worships the "descendants of the Yellow Emperor" is worthy of Chu Yang's respect.

It doesn't matter who that person is or what he did.

Chu Yang held the dark military thorn instead, and hid the thorn in his sleeve.

The army thorn was attached to the skin of the arm, which was cold, but it made every nerve of Chu Yang start to burn! !

The distance from Hongqi Car to Desert Liu Hotel is about 500 meters.

It took Chu Yang 23 minutes and [-] seconds to walk slowly.Now, he could clearly see the man under the grape arbor.

Shang Lige was right, although this man was in his thirties, his appearance could indeed be called 'handsome'.

After seeing the man for the first time, Chu Yang set his eyes on the man's hand holding the wine bottle.

The left hand of the man holding the wine bottle was slender, clean and powerful.

If you use this hand to untie the woman's clothes, I believe the speed will not be jerky in the slightest.If you use this hand to hold the knife, then it can chop eleven times in a second without cramping... But now, this hand, which is considered a priceless treasure in the eyes of the killer, is holding a wine bottle. Don't let Chu Yang secretly sigh what is violence, just like he skinned that Korean with his own hands.

"Do you want to stay at the hotel?" The man glanced at Chu Yang, showing a mouthful of neat white teeth, which looked a little white under the dim light.But the smile is beautiful, just like the spring breeze passing through the Yumen Pass.

Chu Yang stopped and shook his head: "I don't live in the store, I'm looking for someone."

"Six tourists from South Korea, four truck drivers from Xishan Province, and a couple on their honeymoon on bicycles live in my store. There are twelve people in total." The man took another sip of his wine. , put the wine bottle on the ground, stared at the TV show and asked, "I don't know who you are looking for?"

"It should be seven Koreans." While torturing No.11, Chu Yang knew that he had seven other companions who came to China.

The man replied flatly: "There are six now, and one of them left with a beautiful woman at [-]:[-], so there are still six left."

"Then I'm looking for these six people."

"You want to kill them?" The man still didn't even look at Chu Yang, but explained Chu Yang's origin in one word.

Chu Yang's pupils shrank suddenly, his hand holding the army thorn tightened, his right knee slightly bent, and his heel was raised slightly, but he replied without any fluctuation in his tone: "Yes, I want to kill them."

"They are all my customers, my parents." The man stood up and looked up at a leaf under the grape trellis: "I have an obligation to protect their personal safety. As a qualified Chinese citizen, there is also a way to stop you The right to criminal behavior. So, you and your companion who is hiding behind the hotel hurry up, so as not to alarm my wife. Hehe, she rarely comes to my place. I don't want her to see bloody killings. "

Chu Yang didn't expect that at such a long distance and at Shang Lige's speed, this man would notice him.Moreover, he saw the purpose of Chu Yang's visit.

If Chu Yang wanted to spare the murderer who came all the way to assassinate him and Zhou Shuhan, unless the United States became a vassal state of the People's Republic of China.

However, according to Lao Mei's domineering character, I am afraid that the Americans will die, and they will not admit that they are Chinese citizens.

Now that Americans are so stubborn, Chu Yang will never let those Korean demons go just because of a few words from this 'mysterious' man.Even if this man is his own father, it won't work.

So, as soon as the man finished speaking, Chu Yang shook his head: "I won't stop, those six Koreans, they must die."

"I said before that they are my food and clothing parents, even if they are going to die, they can't die in my hotel." The man didn't even look at Chu Yang: "Through the one-hit-kill preparation you made at this time Judging from the action, you should be a master among the younger generation. You have this kind of ability, you should serve the motherland instead of being a killer full of hostility."

Surprised!

Chu Yang is absolutely surprised now!

This man not only saw through his intention of coming this time, not only saw his subconscious preparations, but also concluded that he was a killer through the hostility emanating from him!

Who is he! ?

No matter who he is, those six Koreans must die tonight!

After taking a deep breath, Chu Yang said word by word: "I'm sorry, I can't stop, those six Koreans must die, because they are the evil hands of South Korea!"

"Korea's magic hand?" The man frowned and turned his face: "Why haven't I heard that there is such a thing in Korea..."

As soon as the man said this, he heard screams from the courtyard behind the hotel, mixed with the sound of weapons clashing!

Shang Lige started!

Chu Yang didn't have time to do anything with the man any more, his right foot touched the ground, his body jumped up like an arrow, he pushed his left hand on his shoulder, and shouted loudly: "Get out of the way!"

Chu Yang's explosive power was nothing short of unpleasant, and even that man admired it in his heart, which was something he was always proud of.

But Chu Yang didn't expect that when he jumped up like an arrow and stretched out his hand to push the man, the man turned around halfway like a wind blowing a bell, raised his hand to push his hand away, and pushed his right foot towards him. Kick it under the ribs!

fast!

Chu Yang's movements were fast, but that man was not weaker than him at all. When he kicked out, his body and Chu Yang, who had dodged his kick in front of the arrow, rushed towards the door of the hotel side by side!

In fact, after this man heard the movement behind him, because he was concerned about his wife, he didn't want to do anything with Chu Yang at all.He also wanted to rush to the back courtyard as soon as possible to protect his wife.

However, Chu Yang didn't think so. He thought that this man haunted him like a ghost to prevent him from killing those Koreans.

So, when the man rushed towards the gate with him, the remnant soul that Chu Yang held in his right hand abruptly shot out, stabbing at the man's shoulder with a cold black light!

Ding!

With a muffled sound, Chu Yang felt his stabbed right hand go numb. Looking sideways in his busy schedule, he saw such a black military stab in the man's hand.

Who is he?How could there be such a military thorn?

This thought flashed in Chu Yang's mind, and he put it down. With the force of the collision of weapons, the speed of his forward jumping accelerated sharply!

Now, what Chu Yang wants to do the most is to rush to the courtyard to 'supersede' those six Koreans.Although Shang Lige alone might be able to kill those Koreans,

But Chu Yang didn't want to use Shang Lige's hands to seek justice for Zhou Shuhan.Not for anything else, just because now he knows that he loves Zhou Shuhan, and Zhou Shuhan is his woman!

Anyone who wants to kill a kind and innocent girl like Zhou Shuhan, Chu Yang must kill him with his own hands!

After Bai Ju pulled out his weapon in the gap, and waved away Chu Yang's army stabbing who intended to intimidate and had no intention of hurting anyone, the man let out a soft snort, then slowed down his pace and let Chu Yang blow in like a wind. Inside the gate.

After Chu Yang rushed into the backyard of the hotel, he saw five black shadows fighting fiercely around a white shadow at a glance by the dim light in the courtyard.

No need to ask, the one who is all white is Shang Lige, and those five people are the magic hands of South Korea.

The boss clearly said it was six, but why only five?

With this question in his mind, Chu Yang kicked his left foot on the wall, spread his arms like a goshawk, and shot at the two Koreans whose backs were facing the hotel gate with a whoosh.

Chu Yang was in mid-air, and the military stab in his right hand had been pierced straight to the back of one of them's neck, while his left foot was continuously swinging in the air, it stomped on the left shoulder of the other person, and the unsuspecting Korean with someone on his back was stabbed straight at the back of the neck. He kicked and staggered.

That person subconsciously turned around, and Shang Lige, who was gliding like a snake in the siege, saw this opportunity. His body grew violently, and he swung his left hand violently. The sharp knife flew across the sky with a pigeon whistle and disappeared in the mountains. With the sound of '咻咻', lightning flashed across his throat like a cloud, and before the blood splashed, she leaned back, with her white hair flying, she stabbed Chu Yang's right foot through the back of the Korean man's neck, and wiped him off. Looking at her towering chest, she stomped fiercely on the chest of a Korean who held up a short dagger and stabbed her back.

Before the Korean could groan, Shang Lige, who leaned back and almost touched the ground with the back of his head, flicked his right hand...

A bright flying knife appeared on the Korean's throat with a sharp roar, and kept the muffled groan he wanted to utter in his stomach forever.

Spike! !

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