He has no bullets.

But most of every professional killer is still a fighting master.

The man was shocked and thrust a carp, turned over and jumped up, and his right hand passed by, and a dark and shiny dagger had already appeared in his palm. He turned around and stared at the person talking in a flash.

"Uh? Is it you? Where did you come in?"

The visitor was Xiaofeng who disappeared from his scope.

Xiaofeng smiled and said, "He came in through the window."

Oh--

This is the sixth floor! There is no focus, how did he get up?

The man felt a sudden sensation and a sense of ominous premonition arose. "Even if he is good at bare-hand fighting, he may not be his opponent."

At this moment, Xiaofeng put away the smile on his face and said seriously, "There is an old saying in China that it is impolite to come but not to go! I have answered you a question. Should you also answer me a question? Who is your employer?"

The man narrowed his eyes and asked without answering, "Don't you want to know who I am?"

"I don't want to, but I can guess," Xiaofeng looked at the European man in front of him carefully. After a long time, his eyes fell on his arm and slowly said, "Many organizations in the world use wolf tattoos as their symbols, mostly tattooed with a wolf, plus the English abbreviation of the name of his own organization. There is an exception to an organization, which also uses wolf tattoos as their symbols, but its wolf tattoos are red and hairy all over the body, while the wolf's eyes are black. Its wolf's mouth is very large, accounting for almost half of the tattoo, which is nothing. The wolf has a skull in its mouth, which is the most special part of the tattoo. All members of the organization have red wolf tattoos. To distinguish their identities, you have to look at the English letters on the forehead of the wolf tattoo, which is the first letter of the English word of the name of the organization member.

This organization is the Blood Wolf Killer Organization, and you are the silver sniper one-eyed wolf Mark. What I said is right? Haven't you been promoted to the gold sniper yet? Tsk tsk... The Wolf is too harsh."

Mark's shock at this moment cannot be described in words. "The Blood Wolf Killer Organization is famous all over the world. Many people know their tattoos. This is not surprising. But this Chinese is so clear about the organization's affairs, and he also knows the leader, Minglang, this, this..."

"You haven't answered my question yet, who is your employer?" Xiaofeng's eyes instantly became cold, and he stared at Mark like a poisonous snake.

"I'm sorry, sir, I believe you know the rules of our killer organization, too. Please forgive me and cannot tell me."

Mark's expression was quite respectful, and in his mind, he had already classified Xiaofeng as a strong man.'

Because of the cold eyes, he felt afraid for the first time.

"You should know that I have a hundred ways to let you speak," Xiaofeng said calmly.

Mark's heart tightened, his fingers tightly held the dagger, the blue veins burst out from his forehead, and a fiery fighting spirit burned in his eyes.

Why!

Xiaofeng sighed, "You'd better not move around, otherwise you won't see the sun at noon."

This sigh was like a ghost, reaching Mark's heart through his ears, which made him feel sad.

"Is this magic?" Mark was shocked. If he delayed, he was afraid that the only fighting spirit in his heart would be wiped out.

Without doing it, Mark stretched out his arm, and the dagger in his hand drew a black line, stabbing Xiaofeng's heart with a knife.

Huh?

I didn't expect such a burly man to be slow.

He is fast, Xiaofeng is faster than him.

When his wrist flipped, his palm lit up, and the flying knife was in his hand. His wrist trembled lightly, and the three-inch-long flying knife shot out.

"Swoosh"

ah!.....

"Clang", Mark's wrist hurt, his strength was lost, and he could no longer hold the dagger in his hand.

"Hey! I told you not to move around, but you just don't listen. Look! Now you know it hurts!"

Xiaofeng's eyes were filled with pity.

Mark always thought he was a tough guy, and some pain was nothing to him. But today, he felt that God's holy light was no longer shining and had abandoned himself, otherwise why would he grit his teeth in pain and sweat in pain.

Isn’t it just a small flying knife stuck on your wrist? Just pull it out, but when you pull it out, as long as you gently pull any part of your body, you will feel a bone-thought pain. It’s like the tip of a knife barely touching the bone. As long as you move slightly, the bone will be tied to the tip of the knife.

That feeling is heart-wrenching.

The blood did not lose much, but the courage was like a flood that opened the gate, flowing out along the wound, and it was completely lost.

Mark resisted his teeth and stopped trembling, "You...who are you?"

"I'm just an ordinary Chinese," Xiaofeng smiled brightly, a little out of place. "You haven't answered my question yet, who is your employer?"

"Hahaha----"

"why are you laughing?"

"Although I, Mark, is not a great person, but I am the unique one-eyed wolf in the Blood Wolf organization. I don't know what others will do. At least Mark, I will never betray the organization no matter what. Being able to death and maintain the honor of the organization is my dream in this life."

In fact, Mark is not as great as he said.

If you betray the organization, even if you don’t die today, if you are found out by the organization in the future, it will be difficult to die. If you think about it better, even if you escape the punishment of the organization, you will not be able to give up the reputation he has fought for for so long. In addition, he has an unknown idea in his heart. I heard that most Chinese people, especially the strong, appreciate people with backbone, and may not necessarily...

"Yeah, it's rare for foreigners like you to be strong. It's not bad, very good," Xiaofeng exclaimed.

Hehe—Mark was secretly happy, as expected.

"You haven't answered my question, who is your employer?"

puff.....

Mark sprayed with air, not blood. "You...I..."

"Don't rush to speak first. I'll give you three seconds to think about it. Remember, this is your last chance," Xiaofeng waved his hand and said seriously.

The clock on the wall——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

Just three strokes.

"The time is up, what do you say?"

Xiaofeng tilted his head and looked at Mark and asked.

"I..." Mark hesitated for a moment, his eyes firmly becoming stronger, "I'm sorry, sir, I think I can't tell you."

It was not until this time that a hint of appreciation appeared in Xiaofeng's eyes.

With a gentle toe, Mark's eyes flashed, Xiaofeng had already rushed to him, and his shoulders hit his chest.

Mark suffered a heavy blow in the chest and his body involuntarily retreated.

One step, two steps... until you retreat to the window, you didn't stop.

Mark was about 190 cm, and the Chinese windows were relatively short. So Mark's butt just hit the window ling, and his upper body lost support, and he fell backwards.

In a panic, Mark's hand did not hold the window, and his body fell rapidly under the influence of gravity.
Chapter completed!