The killer tightened his pupils and remained calm, but there was a turmoil in his heart.
This man is not dead, and he found his way here in such a short time through the trajectory. He is indeed a master.
"I know you're surprised. You were shot nine times in a row, but I didn't die." Mu Feng took out a cigarette from his body and lit it.
With the help of the weak firelight, I could clearly see the killer's appearance. He was not Chinese but a Middle Easterner. I saw a nine-character tattoo on the killer's neck, and I quickly determined the killer's identity.
"You are very powerful!" the killer said coldly.[
Mu Feng wiped away the ashes and chuckled, "I'm very curious that Nine Guns, the top 100 killers of Blood Skull, actually came to take on such a mission."
Hearing the words "Nine Guns", the killer finally lost his composure and his face suddenly changed, "Who are you?"
Blood Skeleton is one of the largest killer organizations in the world. There are thousands of killers. Each killer is an elite among the elites. The fact that Jiu Qiang can rank among the top 100 is enough to illustrate his strength.
In fact, as early as when he finished shooting the ninth shot, Mu Feng had pretty much guessed his identity.
The reason why Nine Guns is called "Nine Guns" is because he has a habit of shooting at the fastest speed during every assassination mission, completing the nine shots, and then quickly evacuating. At the same time, he never leaves anyone alive in his hands.
The only problem that Mu Feng didn't expect was that even if Xia Ruoxue was the sister of Xia Tian, the boss of the Canglong Society, she wouldn't attract the Blood Skeleton killer. Could it be that the person behind the scenes who hired the killer had too much money to spend?
The killer of the Blood Skeleton is not something that ordinary people can afford. Even if they have money, they may not be able to establish connections. It seems that the person behind the scenes is not simple.
"Does it matter who I am? I just know who you are." Mu Feng took a deep breath, put out the cigarette butt, and walked out.
"Of course it's important. Although I'm not good at nine shots, not everyone can recognize me. If I'm not wrong, you must be a killer too."
Jiu Qiang was already certain that this man with an oriental face was definitely from the same road as him, and he was not a simple character, otherwise he would not have been recognized immediately.
"Yes, I am." Mu Feng didn't hide anything.
"Then what do you want to do?" When two killers collide, there is usually only one outcome: the stronger person will survive.
This person's performance was too calm, and it was for this reason that Jiu Qiang knew that the opponent's strength was definitely not weaker than his, and that he was a tough character.
Jiu Gun took off the clip of the gun in his hand, threw it aside, pulled out a dagger and said, "The dignity of a killer."
Mufeng shook his head, "No, no, no, I think you misunderstood. I'm not here to fight you to the death. I want to know who hired you. Even though this is against the rules, I really want to know. Dare you know.
Anyone who attacks my woman will only have one fate."
After a pause, Mu Feng's diffuse eyes suddenly turned cold.
"Since you know the rules of the killer, why bother asking." The words were very clear, Jiu Gun refused to disclose any information about his employer.
"I didn't want to kill you, but you really made a wrong choice." Mu Feng said calmly.
This person sounds crazy, who is he?[
Jiu Qiang's whole body was shaken, the dagger in his hand turned over, and he rushed towards Mu Feng in a flash. What he just said was a kind of contempt for him.
A killer has the dignity of a killer. If he doesn't want others to look down on him, there is only one way to kill him.
In the eyes of ordinary people, killers are mysterious, cruel, and cold, but no one knows that the life of a killer is hell. If they have a choice, they all want to be ordinary people.
Nine Guns is famous for its marksmanship, especially its sniper rifles. Its overall strength ranks among the top 100 in Blood Skull, but in terms of marksmanship alone, it can definitely rank among the top 70.
But close combat is also the strength of snipers. The most important thing is that the training of killers cannot be generalized to that of soldiers. It can be said to be more severe and cruel than soldiers, because they are not famous for the sake of fame, but to survive in order to survive.
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The killer has had only one thought in his mind since the beginning. In order to survive, he must kill everyone except himself. Even his companions are also enemies.
What a fast knife!
Mufeng was secretly surprised. The strength of Jiuqiang was indeed not weak. He continued his close-range sword skills, one move after another, one blow after another. After several rounds, Jiuqiang had the upper hand and pushed Mufeng into the corner.
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Of course, Jiu Qiang did not relax his vigilance just because he had the upper hand. He knew the characteristics of killers well. Killers are people in the dark. No one dares to be arrogant unless he really has that strength.
When facing a killer, only caution is the best policy, otherwise a careless move will cause you to capsize in the gutter, even if you encounter an opponent weaker than you.
Being able to squeeze into the top 100 of the Blood Skull in the Nine Gun Ranking depends not only on his strength, but also on his ability to judge people. He knew that the other party was hiding his strength.
Even though the opponent now has the upper hand, Jiu Qiang is still very cautious. This person has not made a move at all. If he does, it is hard to say what the result will be.
In addition to being cautious, Jiu Qiang was more shocked that such a powerful killer actually existed in China.
"Give you another chance, tell me who your employer is?" Mu Feng dodged the nine shots, raised his fist and hit him on the shoulder, knocking him five meters away.
Stabilizing his body, Jiu Gun only heard a slight crisp sound, and soon after, his left arm could no longer exert any force, and the punch dislocated his joint.
A seemingly indifferent punch actually knocked a powerful killer five meters away and shook his mortar. This is not something ordinary people can do.
"I won't tell you. I admit that you are very strong. If you have the ability, kill me." Jiu Qiang put his arm on the ground, exerted force on his shoulder, and with a click, the dislocated arm returned to its original state, and he pulled out another dagger.
, rushed over again.
The nine-gun attack with two-handed swords was more violent than the one-handed attack just now, and the cooperation of both hands and double swords was brought to the extreme.
"You shouldn't choose this way."
Jiu Gun's choice finally made Mu Feng have murderous intentions. Regardless of who was behind the scenes, Jiu Gun must be killed.
Killers also have a characteristic. After accepting a task, they will either complete the task or be killed, or they will give up voluntarily and be eliminated by the organization. Mufeng is worried that if he doesn't kill Jiu Gun, he will take action against Xia Ruoxue again.
As for Jiu Qiang, there is no other way to go before him. Instead of doing this, it is better to fight Mu Feng to the death and die in a battle with the master, which is a worthy death.[
In an instant, Mu Feng's figure disappeared, disappearing in front of Jiu Qiang.
At the moment when he appeared, one of the nine gunmen's dagger was broken and fell to the ground. The other dagger was still in his hand, but it was inserted into his chest, and blood slid down the dagger.
"Okay...so fast! You...you are indeed a master." After being stabbed, Jiu Qiang felt that his life was passing rapidly, but he had a question in his mind, who is this person?
"You want to know who I am?" Mu Feng saw Jiu Qiang's thoughts.
Jiu Qiang took a few deep breaths, nodded but did not speak. It was also very difficult for him to speak now. After being stabbed, his life gradually began to drain away.
Jiu Qiang knew that if this man had murderous intentions from the beginning, he would probably have turned into a corpse long ago.
"I used to be a killer, but now, you can say yes or no." Mu Feng took out another cigarette, lit it, and took a puff before saying, "As a dying person, I might as well tell you, people who know me
Everyone calls me...Ghost Emperor."
"What, it's you!" Jiu Qiang's eyes widened in disbelief.
The Ghost King of the Ghost Organization slaughters the King of Hell with a smile and an anger.
In the world of killers, the Ghost Emperor is a myth. Zeng and his twelve brothers massacred the entire top brass of the Ghost Organization and purged the organization under their control. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a young Chinese.
"Haha...ahem...it's not unfair to die in your hands!" Jiu Qiang laughed, and then with all his strength, he inserted all the daggers into his chest.
Mufeng sighed. He did it for Jiuqiang and himself. The killer was actually very sad, so he chose to return to China to live an ordinary life more than a year ago.
But is it really possible to live an ordinary life?
Anyone can answer this answer.
"You are right, the killer should have dignity and walk well!"
Stretching out his palm, a powerful force appeared out of thin air. A palm print was placed on Jiu Qiang's corpse, which instantly evaporated the water in the corpse. Then with a slight shock, the dried corpse turned into a pile of powder and drifted away in the wind.
After disposing of Jiu Gun's corpse, Mu Feng took the bag containing the sniper rifle away. Leaving this thing here will only cause trouble.
Just when Mufeng picked up the handbag, he found the mobile phone inside. He picked it up doubtfully, opened it and saw that there was only one number inside, then he put a smile on his face and dialed the number.
The phone rang a few times, and then it was connected. The person who spoke was a middle-aged man, "Sir Jiu Qiang, I apologize to you for what happened before. Don't worry, I will pay the money to your card as usual."
Mu Feng frowned slightly, who was this middle-aged man? Why did he attack Xia Ruoxue?
"No need, he is already dead, and you will be soon too." Mu Feng said calmly.
There was a startled sound on the phone, and then he asked tremblingly, "Who are you? What did you say, I didn't understand."
"I am your life seeker and will find you. You have done something you shouldn't have done and you need to pay the price." After saying that, Mufeng hung up the phone, took out the phone card and threw away the phone.
Mo Ao said it right. Only by continuously increasing his strength can he ensure the safety of those related to him. Xia Ruoxue is his woman, how can he let her be harmed?
Therefore, no matter who that person is, they will be blacklisted for death.
Taking out his phone, Mu Feng went to a page, found a phone number stored on it, and dialed it. After a few seconds, the call was connected. After the call was connected, without waiting for the other party to speak, he said first, "I'm in China.
The number is 138xxxxxxxxx, I want the location of the calls in the past few days."
"Got it, boss, hello..." Mufeng hung up before the other party could finish speaking.
Back in the car, Xia Ruoxue huddled nervously on the seat. Seeing Mu Feng's safe return, she couldn't wait to throw herself into his arms and cried softly, "Husband, I was so scared just now, oh oh oh, you are finally back."
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"Fool, aren't you back? Why are you crying?" Mu Feng smiled and stroked Xia Ruoxue's hair.
"You're injured, let me take a look." Xia Ruoxue suddenly thought of it and hurriedly lifted up Mu Feng's clothes. Seven bullets were still embedded in his back, which made Xia Ruoxue cover her mouth in surprise, "This... husband,
How is this going."
Mufeng stretched out his hand to dig out the crotch on his body, and the hole on his back began to shrink immediately, and finally a small scar formed. "Your husband and I can do tricks, do you believe it?"
"Only a ghost can believe it. Husband, please tell me, how could you be okay after being hit?"
This is amazing!
"Let's talk about it when we have a chance. Now we have to go home quickly and do what we need to do." Mu Feng put his hands into Xia Ruoxue's clothes and kneaded her firm breasts a few times.