Cold Pride CEO and Her Personal Soldier

“what？”

Seeing his dagger across the void, he finally just innocuously cut a layer of skin of Yun Qingrong, and the blade frowned, looking incredible and confused.

He couldn't believe it was true!

The last time he missed, it was six years ago!

"It's you!"

Back to his mind, the blade finally noticed Qin Feng sitting next to Yun Qingrong. He frowned, looked cold and sharp in his eyes: "you Chinese boy, it's not simple. Who are you?"

"I'm the 43rd killer in the world. I'm not qualified to know who I am." Qin Feng smiled lightly.

“fuck！”

The edge blade was furious at the speech, and drank it in a deep voice. Then he launched his strongest firepower against Qin Feng.

His wrist was very flexible and his hand was very quick. However, in the twinkling of an eye, the dagger in his hand reversed one direction. In less than half a second, the sharp dagger had come to Qin Feng's chest.

Qin Feng's face remained unchanged, indifferent and freehand, bent his fingers and played again.

It's like playing soot, but it erupts with amazing power.

Ding!

The crisp and piercing sound of metal and iron collision rang through. The blade only felt the dagger in his hand, and suddenly came a force he could not resist. This force forced his attack direction to change again, and finally stabbed into the leather cushion beside Qin Feng uncontrollably.

"This... How is this possible?" The blade was pale with fear.

Qin Feng, on the other hand, did it at this time.

His arm vibrated. Before the blade came back, he hit his elbow with a jack.

Click!

The terrible force directly makes the arm of the blade bend and deform, the skin between the elbows is tight, and the bone ball protrudes. It seems that it has been completely broken and dislocated, and it is useless to cure it.

The blade's eyes showed fear and pain.

Bang!

At this time again, Qin Feng raised his legs, and the hard heel of the leather shoes fell ruthlessly on the edge's chin.

Fierce as a beast, he kicked the blade on the spot, unconsciously released the dagger, and his figure flew backward like an arrow. He smashed the windshield of the car and finally fell on the cold and rough ground outside the car.

"Oh!"

After the sharp edge of the jaw bone smashed on the spot fell to the ground, he turned over at the first time and spit out congestion mixed with several broken teeth. He wanted to get up, but he was too seriously injured and couldn't get up at once.

Footsteps came.

The blade suddenly turned over, gritted his teeth and looked at Qin Feng's slender and thin figure. At this time, it was like a smiling Shura walking slowly towards him. Invisibly, it was filled with an extremely strong sense of authority.

This sense of pressure makes the blade almost out of breath!

The blade knows that he will feel this only when the strength of the other party is far stronger than himself!

"Who are you? Who the hell are you? "

The sharp blade looked at Qin Feng and his mouth was full of blood, which made him look extremely ferocious and terrible when talking, just like a fierce ghost.

"I said, you are not qualified to know who I am." Qin Feng walked to the edge with a smile and said with a grin, "old rules, I'll give you a chance. As long as you tell your employer, I'll give you a good time."

"Die!"

Before Qin Feng's words fell, the dying blade suddenly rioted. Another uninjured hand suddenly pulled out a brand-new dagger from his waist and cut off Qin Feng's neck.

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes, took a little step back, and easily avoided the cold blow.

However, this failure did not disappoint the blade. On the contrary, his face was ferocious like ridicule.

He pointed the dagger at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng was stunned and didn't understand what trick he was playing.

There seems to be a mechanism in the dagger. The blade firmly grasped the big hand and triggered the hidden mechanism.

Bang!

The loud and deafening gunfire rang through. A bullet enough to penetrate everything burst out from the tip of the dagger. It was impossible to prevent. It was ferocious and vicious and shuttled directly to Qin Feng's forehead.

This dagger, not just a dagger!

The blade smiled ferociously, because he felt that Qin Feng was dead.

However, the smile on the edge's face has not been stretched, but it is steep, petrified and rigid. A touch of incredible look condenses madly in his pupils, and finally evolves into strong horror and fear.

Looking around, the blade saw that Qin Feng, who was almost destined to be killed by him, suddenly disappeared in place and came to his side without any sign.

He dodged the bullet from the dagger?

"How could this happen? How could it be! "

The blade was shocked. He couldn't believe that someone in the world could even avoid bullets. Moreover, he was still at a distance of less than three meters!

What an incredible speed? How much terrible and unsolvable reaction speed does it cost?

"Shura, you are Shura!" The blade stared at Qin Feng with horror and fear: "only Shura has this speed and strength. You must be Shura!"

"Shura, third in the killer list?" Qin Feng smiled and looked helpless: "why do people always regard me as that boy?"

Blade: "

The boy?

Third on the list of world killers, the legendary figure in the killer world who exists like a myth is just a boy in his mouth?

It seems to be associated with something. The blade stared at Qin Feng with wide eyes and looked at Qin Feng with a dull face. It was like seeing gods and ghosts. He was shocked and frightened: "you... You are God, you are Shura's teacher, God!"

At this time, the state of mind of the blade is bloody avalanche.

He ranks 43rd in the list of world killers. He is definitely a world-class expert. He has almost never failed over the years. This time, he received a reward of 50 million and came to China to kill a trivial person. As a result, he met God!

God, that's the God of the killer world and the mercenary world!

I don't know when, not to mention killers and mercenaries. Even heads of state in many countries will tremble when they hear the word God. They have no God and are frightened when they hear it!

Unexpectedly, God is a Chinese.

He was the most despised Chinese!

Qin Feng didn't care about the shock of the blade. He smiled calmly and said, "it doesn't matter whether God is or not. The important thing is that you have to tell your employer honestly, otherwise you may die ugly."

"I said, I said!"

In front of God, Rao was completely out of temper. He dared not doubt God's torture means. He also knew that it was almost impossible to commit suicide in front of God.

He resolutely gave up the dignity and pride of the killer and was ready to tell the identity of his employer.

But at this time.

Bang!

There was a loud and piercing gunshot, and a bullet came across.

Poof!

The head of the blade was punctured without warning.

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