An ordinary middle-aged man wearing gray overalls and a black baseball cap was walking towards a building carrying a large black box one meter long, thirty centimeters wide and ten centimeters thick.
There were many pedestrians on the road, all in a hurry, and no one would give this man a second glance.
Just when he was about to turn a corner.
A young man walked over from the opposite side with a cigarette in his hand. He smiled directly at him and said:
"Brother, lend me a fire."
Ye Xiao speaks Chinese.
He seemingly casually raised his hand to say hello, his other hand was slightly bent, and his steps were very light.
But the middle-aged man's eyelids suddenly trembled slightly.
Both of them are the top killers in the world, true professional masters.
One look and one action are enough to express too many things.
Ye Xiao is full of flaws.
However, in the eyes of the middle-aged man, there is no flaw.
Too many flaws, what else are they traps?
Therefore, he took action very simply and directly.
It has to be said that the middle-aged man's reaction speed was so fast that it was almost chilling.
What is the limit that an ordinary person can achieve?
One second is equivalent to five rapid blinks.
A blink of an eye is equivalent to ten moments.
For an instant, the hand that the middle-aged man drooped and swayed, the first time Ye Xiao spoke, seemed casual, so casual that he even did whatever he wanted, as if he was meeting a long-lost old friend, facing Ye Xiao's shoulder.
Shoot away.
The target is the aorta on the side of his neck.
As long as it hits, Ye Xiao will immediately lose all combat effectiveness.
Even if Su Mu were here, he would be amazed by this action.
Because except for the speed, which cannot be compared with the ancient warriors, every other aspect shows the terrifying professionalism of this middle-aged man.
He walks among the crowd, kills your friends right in front of you, and you can't even suspect him.
What is professionalism?
This is called professionalism.
However, a major is not as good as a career.
The competition between real masters is not a battle between you and me.
When masters compete with each other, they always pursue only one thing.
Killed with one blow.
This is why many world-class boxing champions, when they compete in underground black boxing matches, their opponent is obviously an unknown guy, and the boxing champion dies in less than three seconds.
Amateurs should not compete with professionals.
Professionals, never compete with professionals.
Being professional only means you are proficient.
But career?
Hum hum.
What is a career?
This is their job, and they do the same thing every day, 360 days a year.
Ye Xiao and this middle-aged man are undoubtedly the career ceiling among killers.
When these two people meet, it's life and death.
He looked at the middle-aged man's hand, which was so cold and almost graceful that it rushed towards his neck.
Ye Xiao stumbled, and instead of retreating, he actually rushed forward.
When others look at it, they think the two are long-lost friends who want to hug each other.
Worthy of being a night owl.
A true melee master will not look at the opponent's body.
From the moment the two people met, their eyes were like magnets, firmly attached to each other and reluctant to separate.
The moment the middle-aged man raised his hand, Ye Xiao caught his movement from his eyes.
The same is true for middle-aged men.
The hand he waved seemingly casually carried incredible terrifying power.
Even if it is an iron rod as thick as an arm, he can crush it with confidence.
But his hand failed.
Because Ye Xiao ran into his arms so arrogantly.
Ye Xiao's shoulder was like a 10,000-ton hydraulic press, slamming into the middle-aged man's heart.
If you didn't know better, you would have thought that the two of them were cooperating.
This combination is simply perfect.
Who could have known that this was a life and death fight?
It was already too late for the middle-aged man to stop.
The other hand has been holding the strap of the black box.
so……!
He actually gave up his defense.
The hand he stretched out was like a poisonous snake in the air. With a turn, the arm turned into a steel pliers and strangled Ye Xiao's neck.
His whole body suddenly became as soft as noodles, and all his strength went to the outstretched hand.
What's this?
perish together.
Ye Xiao will definitely smash his sternum, and he will definitely crush Ye Xiao's neck.
However, he may not die.
Because Ye Xiao couldn't break his heart.
Ye Xiao's intentional attack on Wuxin was basically a sneak attack.
However, it turned around in an instant.
The middle-aged man's reaction was simply amazing.
And all this was completed in an instant.
The madness in Ye Xiao's eyes suddenly flashed.
He actually grinned.
His snow-white teeth were covered in blood.
It was obvious that when he gritted his teeth, he used too much force.
His shoulder hit the middle-aged man's left chest hard.
Click.
The sternum was completely shattered.
But Ye Xiao felt like he had hit cotton.
On the back of the neck, the hairs stand on end.
Death's scythe has touched the skin on the back of his neck.
In this moment of life and death, Ye Xiao's head seemed to have fallen off his neck, and he was pushed forward hard, and his feet were lowered at the same time.
A critical moment.
This is a critical moment.
The middle-aged man suddenly sighed.
His arms, as hard as steel pliers, directly rubbed the back of Ye Xiao's head.
However, a slight difference can make a huge difference.
Everything is over.
The battle lasted from start to finish in just one second.
Ye Xiao and the middle-aged man hugged each other like good friends.
Blood foam was slowly coming out of the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth.
He looked at Ye Xiao steadily and suddenly grinned:
"Good work."
Ye Xiao's eyes were full of respect:
"You are better than me."
The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and shook his head:
"But I lost."
Ye Xiao nodded:
"You only have one hand, and I made a sneak attack. You lost unjustly, but this is not a competition. I'm sorry. If you have any last wishes, please just tell me and I will definitely arrange it for you."
"Last wish?"
The middle-aged man seemed stunned. He finally moved his eyes away from Ye Xiao's eyes, then looked up at the sky and murmured to himself:
"What other last wish could I have? I should have known that such a day would come, but it's a pity that I didn't... What a pity."
Ye Xiao reached out with great vigilance, took the black box from the middle-aged man's shoulder, then helped the middle-aged man lean against the street, then squatted in front of him and said seriously:
"I consider myself the best killer in the world, but you...!"
The middle-aged man smiled strangely:
"I am not a killer in this world. I come from the Ark and am loyal to the temple."
Ye Xiao's eyes suddenly trembled.
ark?
Temple?
What the hell is this place?
He suddenly looked at the middle-aged man and said:
"If you are willing to tell me your secret, then... I can... let you go. I see nostalgia in your eyes. You have a wife and children, right?"
The middle-aged man looked at Ye Xiao very strangely.