Zongman: Starting From The Wish To Blow The Fist

Facing the girl's doubts, Yato took off his glasses and put them in his breast pocket. Without any pride, he said very calmly: "You have neither murderous aura nor threat. It can be said that your disguise is quite successful, but Since you choose to use a gun, you shouldn't be so close to me."

"Anything that steps into my attack range will attract my attention until it leaves completely."

"So that's how it is... Is it the instinctive reaction of fighters to the attack distance?" The girl understood, "That is to say, as long as I have just stepped out of your attack distance, I will be successful if I shoot you again."

"It's hard to say. After all, the smell of engine oil on your body is too strong. Anyone with a slightly sensitive nose will be more wary of you." Yato told the real reason.

No matter how fast his reaction is, it is impossible to be faster than the bullet, and he is more likely to catch up with the opponent's speed of pulling the trigger, so the only explanation is that he reacted one step faster than the opponent.

"...the smell of motor oil?"

The girl raised her brows, and raised her arms in disbelief to smell it.

But nothing.

However, she didn't think the other party was talking nonsense.

What I usually do, I know very well in my heart.

It is normal to have some strange smells when you are maintaining your guns when you are free, or running around with your guns.

"It seems that I am so used to long-distance sniping that I have forgotten all the basic knowledge of assassins. This is not good. I will be lectured by Brother Chang when I go back."

The girl showed a distressed expression that could not be relieved.

Yato carefully scrutinized the opponent's appearance, he was quite young, with a good face and a compact body that was trained like a female leopard without any fat, showing a wild beauty against the cool attire.

The pupils of the eyes are black and white pupils that are different from ordinary people.

This is the symbol of the [Mu's Clan].

Ye Dou was about to continue to test, when suddenly his ears moved, and the corner of his eyes coldly glanced at the unfinished building next to him.

"If you don't want to be lectured by me, then quickly correct these problems of yours."

Accompanied by the sound of inaudible footsteps.

A man appeared in front of Yato.

In his twenties, with ordinary appearance, ordinary clothes, and ordinary body, he looks like an ordinary person at first glance, but Yato doesn't mind paying attention to his black-grounded white eyes.

"Ah, Brother Chang. Why did you come out? Didn't you agree that I will solve this task?"

Seeing the man appearing, the girl complained dissatisfiedly.

"Should you solve it? If I don't come out again, you will be solved by others."

Wu Bianzao wanted to scratch his head helplessly.

As my cousin, I really don't worry at all.

No, if it's just an assassination mission related to shooting, then it can be given a heavy mission.

But this time, something special.

It looks simple on the surface, but the results are not very optimistic.

Wu Fengshui glanced at the blood on his body and was speechless.

Just now, it was indeed extremely dangerous.

This situation is also one of the few in her assassination career.

"This man's real strength is much stronger than the information on paper, and those underground fighting game videos can no longer be used as a reference."

Wu Bianzao looked at Yedou, all the redundant expressions were restrained, only dignified remained.

He's been watching from the start.

Of course, it's not just about watching plays.

Instead, they are pressing Wu Fengshui.

But what Wu Bianzao didn't expect was that Yetou's murderousness and strength were so amazing. If Fengshui hadn't resolutely used [Liberation], he might have been killed in one round.

And he couldn't do anything.

I can only come out to collect the corpses of the clansmen.

It is conceivable how fortunate and fearful Wu Bianzao is at this moment.

There is no need to teach Wu Fengshui a lesson.

Strictly speaking, this wave was his decision-making error.

At this time, Wu Fengshui said: "What should we do? Brother Chang, even if you are added, it seems that it is difficult for us to deal with this guy."

She adjusted her posture slightly, lowered her center of gravity, and clenched her dagger in a defensive posture.

"Yeah, this guy really wants to kill us."

Wu Bianzao slowly tightened his body.

The murderous intent on the other party could freeze a person to death.

There is very little murderous intent, probably because the number of people killed is negligible.

But killing intent is different.

That represents awareness and belief.

This emotion can have unexpected effects in combat.

Its danger is several levels higher than usual!

As evidence...

"It doesn't matter if you go together, I'm not so naive as to demand a one-on-one fight against someone who wants to assassinate me."

The corners of Ye Dou's mouth grinned, and his eyes shone with scarlet sadism through the bangs on his forehead. Even if others knew it was an illusion, they couldn't help feeling horrified.

His body is in a combat alert position.

The stability of the posture made Wu Bianzao and Wu Fengshui feel that he had become an indestructible stone pillar in front of them. If they hit it rashly, not only would they not be able to shake the opponent, but it would bring unimaginable harm to themselves.

Because, the stone pillar being swung is also a stone pillar.

"It doesn't seem to be, or it can't be cleaned up." Wu Bianzao shook his head and responded to his cousin, but changed the topic: "But we can't, someone can."

"Um?"

Yato suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

From the corner of the eye, I saw a huge object flying out of the second floor of the abandoned building.

It happened to fall right on my side.

He quickly dodged to the side.

boom!

After the thing fell to the ground, there were no other changes such as cracking or rebounding.

But the ground couldn't bear the impact, and dense cracks appeared.

The range is surprisingly small.

Seeing this, Yato shrank his pupils.

With his eyesight, he can naturally understand the reason.

But it is because of understanding that it will be moved.

"To be able to control the falling force so well, the force is completely concentrated on the feet, and there is no tendency to spread at all..."

That's right, this 'behemoth' that suddenly appeared is a living human being.

Slightly taller than Yato.

Male, cropped, over 40 years old.

The appearance is ordinary, the figure is a little fat.

Some people would believe him if he said he was two hundred catties.

But judging by Ye Dou, it's not just two hundred catties, three hundred catties is not impossible.

The seemingly fat belly is just a cover, under which are hidden muscles as thick as armor, and his arms and legs are as thick as logs.

Seeing him for the first time, Yato even thought of a large brown bear.

As soon as the middle-aged man landed, his feet slipped, and he approached Yato as quickly as if he were skating, and punched him in the face.

In a hurry, Yato still responded beautifully.

The right hand slapped the inside of the opponent's wrist away, and at the same time, the left fist hit the opponent's face like a bullet from an air gun, making a cold and crisp sound.

"Nice use of force."

The middle-aged man uttered his first sentence since he appeared on the stage.

The sound isn't that distinctive either.

The kind that can be seen everywhere.

However, it is different from others.

He spoke while Yato's straight fist hit his face, which was already distorted.

"Your skin is not so thick."

Yato said coldly.

His face was extremely serious.

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