(five)

"hand?"

When Mr. Xiao Fan received the notes on the identity of the Qi Nian group about the deathbed Dahongpao, he was stunned.

"Hand" certainly does not refer to a component of the human body, but a killer organization!

The little finger seems to be the weakest. However, after missing the little finger, you can’t do the most deadly and vulgar things. For example, picking your nose or ears.

"Little Finger" is a killer. It is said that his bone shrinking skills are superb, and he can get through even the cracks in the wall.

The most popular and strongest of the "hand" is the middle finger, which made Xiao Fan think of that extremely impolite but extremely deterrent action.

The index finger is the most flexible and the most killing people.

The ring finger is nameless because it is mysterious and because no one has ever seen him take action.

However, none of these four are the leaders of the "hand". Because no matter which finger the hand is broken, you can still be flexible and free.

The only indispensable...

It's the thumb.

The thumb is the most important part of a hand. Losing a thumb is equivalent to losing one of your own hands.

The thumb is the leader of Dahongpao, and it is also the leader of "hand".

The "hand" organization always acts together.

When the middle finger appeared in Northern Qi, everyone knew that the thumb was coming.

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The moon has risen, and the moonlight tonight seems to be more beautiful than usual. It is so desolate and mysterious.

The night wind is whistling, and the bones are cold.

"I know you admire Dahongpao very much." Mr. Xiao Fan said to himself, "I also know that you really want to meet this peerless master for a while."

When Lord Xiao Fan said this, a sharp murderous aura came from behind him.

Perhaps because of excitement, this murderous aura fluctuated repeatedly. It actually made the pages on the desk rustle.

"You want to know what ability he has to defeat Sigu Jian in one move." Lord Xiao Fan said gently, "I can give you this chance."

The moonlight shone in faintly, behind Fan Xian.

There was a shadow behind him, and his face was pale and as pale as if transparent.

Mr. Xiao Fan has a slightly lateral face, with clear and bright eyes under his long and slightly curly eyelashes.

He stared at the shadow and said earnestly: "I hope to see you come back alive, and of course, I also hope to see Duoduo live!"

Fan Xian is the Director of the Supervision Bureau. He also knew that Dahongpao had appeared in Northern Qi, so he was worried about Haitang.

The black shadow floated up in the air, as if bowing to Lord Xiao Fan. For the shadow, Dahongpao's attraction has exceeded that of the five masters he has always admired.

Before leaving, the black shadow suddenly turned his head, with a hint of indescribable and unexplained expression on his face, and said, "I am also a killer, and escaping has always been what I am best at."

Watching the shadow disappear in the air, Mr. Xiao Fan's mouth slightly raised: "He smiled, but he actually smiled. It's very interesting."

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Sword! It is a one-foot-three-inch fine iron sword!

People! They are people who have never lost their achievements since their debut!

Hand! It is a pair of delicate and delicate hands!

Passerby A ate the rice in the bowl bite by bit. He ate very slowly and chewed very delicately.

The chopsticks that pick up food are very steadily pinched, just as calm as when holding a sword.

The nails of passers-by were very short and clean. The hands were as smooth as silk, without any trace of calluses.

"As an assassin, your hands are the ones that need protection the most."

He always remembered what the master said to him before he left.

Killing people is like eating. People need to kill each other, and they need to eat food one by one.

He enjoyed the way he knelt in front of him and begged hard when he was murdering.

Therefore, he eats very slowly and kills people very slowly.

I remember one time, he killed one person. After four consecutive days, the man finally died.

When he thought of this, he found that a fire began to rise between his thighs.

Passers-by spent three hours to finish the supper, and the wind and snow began to fall in the north.

Northern Qi is indeed very different from the Central Plains. How could I see such heavy snow scenes?

(six)

After four years of debut, Passerby A has always been the number one killer. Twenty thousand taels of gold reflects his value. He thinks that letting him kill someone should be worth the price.

Since the great Hongpao and Sigu Jian duel on the top of Dongyi City, he suddenly realized that the world had changed!

It changed too quickly, and it made him unaware of it, and it made him unacceptable.

Immediately afterwards, a killer emerged.

One sword is one hundred thousand taels of gold!

Twenty thousand taels of gold per person?

Faced with this gap, passerby A smiled bitterly, and he could only smile bitterly.

I came to Northern Qi just to make the name clear!

Prove yourself better than the Deadly Dahongpao. Prove yourself is still the king of the killer.

I heard that Dahongpao was about to go north, so he came to Northern Qi.

He didn't know how to find Dahongpao, but he was confident. Even if he didn't find Dahongpao, Dahongpao would come to him.

The killer industry does not allow top-ranked ones at the same time.

Not allowed! Absolutely not allowed!!

The cold wind roared unscrupulously, and heavy snow fell from the sky. The earth had become as if it was covered with powder and jade.

The sun is dusk, the cold is cold, and flowers are extinct.

The whole world fell into chaos, with only a suppressed and biting cold.

Under the grayish white, the red becomes more eye-catching.

Passerby Ar held the sword in his hand tightly, stretched his body, and stood upright in the ice, a sense of arrogance broke through the flying snow and snow.

He knew that he had reached his best condition.

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Snow!

Heavy snow!

Continuous snow!

The confronted each other!

"You are the deadly Dahongpao?"

After the passerby A said this, he began to regret it. Because he found that he was already standing in the position of a challenger. The challenger always asked questions first.

He was actually a little nervous. What's wrong with him?

Dahongpao did not answer Passerby A's words, but asked back: "Are you Passerby A?"

"Yes!" Passerby A's words were still cold and ruthless.

But his heart was once again shaking.

Why did he answer Dahongpao's words?

This is a sign of showing weakness!

Why did he show weakness?

His confidence has always been strong, better than anyone else!

He felt a magic power in Dahongpao's eyes, and he felt that Dahongpao's eyes had peeled off his cold appearance and pierced into his heart.

Is his heart as cold as he looks?

He subconsciously swallowed a saliva. The saliva was so bitter that it was heartbroken and so bitter that it was so bitter that it was so bitter that it was gone!

He wanted to speak, but he couldn't speak.

He wanted to draw the sword, but the hand that had never known what it was, actually trembled.

Dahongpao's eyes were burning, and passerby felt that he was in an unextinguishable fire at this time.
To be continued...