An ordinary middle-aged man wearing a gray work suit and a black baseball cap was walking towards a building with a large black box of one meter and two meters long, thirty centimeters wide and ten centimeters thick.
There were many pedestrians on the road, all of whom were in a hurry, and no one would look at this man more.
Just as he was about to turn a street corner.
A young man walked over from the other side, holding a cigarette in his hand, and said directly to him with a smile:
"Brother, borrow a fire."
Ye Xiao spoke Chinese.
He raised his hand casually to say hello, and his other hand bent slightly, and his steps were also very frivolous.
But the middle-aged man's eyelids suddenly trembled slightly.
Both of them are the top killers in the world and real professional experts.
A look and an action are enough to show too much.
Ye Xiao was full of flaws.
However, in the eyes of middle-aged men, there is no flaw.
Too many flaws, what is it not a trap?
So, he took action very simply.
It has to be said that the middle-aged man's reaction speed is so fast that it is so heartbreaking.
What is the limit that an ordinary person can reach?
One second is equivalent to five quick blinks.
In the blink of an eye, it is equivalent to ten moments.
In an instant, the middle-aged man's sagging and swaying hand seemed casual, at the first time when Ye Xiao spoke, and it seemed to be at will, even as if he had seen an old friend who had not been missing for a long time, facing Ye Xiao's shoulder.
Take a photo.
The target is the artery on the side of his neck.
As long as he hits, Ye Xiao will immediately lose all his combat power.
Even Su Mu would be amazed here.
Because except for the speed, it is incomparable to the ancient martial artist, all other aspects show the terrifying professional qualities of this middle-aged man.
He walked among the crowd, killed your friends in front of you, and you could not even doubt him.
What is professionalism?
This is called professionalism.
However, majors are not as good as professionals.
The contest between real experts is not about you and me, hum, haha.
When a master fights, he only pursues one thing forever.
Kill with one blow.
This is also why many world-class boxing champions, when they go to the underground black boxing match, their opponents are obviously an unknown guy, and the boxing champion even dies in less than three seconds.
Don’t compete with professionals for amateurs.
Professionals, never compete with professionals.
Professionalism only means that you are proficient.
But career?
Humph.
What is a profession?
This is someone’s job, and they do the same thing every day, 360 days a year.
Ye Xiao and this middle-aged man are undoubtedly the professional ceiling among the killers.
Once these two people meet, they will be life and death.
Looking at the middle-aged man's hand, he rushed towards his neck with a cold and almost graceful heart.
Ye Xiao staggered under his feet, and his body did not retreat, but actually rushed forward.
When others see it, they think that the two of them are friends who have been together for a long time and want to hug them.
It is worthy of being the Night Owl.
A true melee master will not look at the other person's body.
When the two of them met, their eyes were firmly absorbed together like iron stones, and they were reluctant to part.
The moment the middle-aged man raised his hand, Ye Xiao captured his movements from his eyes.
Similarly, the same is true for middle-aged men.
His seemingly casual hand was waved with incredible terrifying power.
Even an iron rod as thick as an arm, he was confident of pinching it.
But his hand fell into nothing.
Because Ye Xiao ran into his arms in a very arrogant way.
Ye Xiao's shoulder was like a 10,000-ton water press, and it hit the middle-aged man's heart hard.
If I didn't know, I would think the two were cooperating.
This kind of cooperation is perfect.
Who knows that this is a life-and-death battle?
It is too late for middle-aged men to stop.
The other hand was holding the strap of the black box.
so……!
He actually gave up on defense.
The hand stretched out, and it was like a poisonous snake in the air. With a turn, the arms turned into steel pliers and strangled towards Ye Xiao's neck.
His whole body suddenly became as soft as noodles, and all his strength reached the hand that was stretching out.
What's this?
perish together.
Ye Xiao will definitely smash his sternum, and he will definitely crush Ye Xiao's neck.
But he may not necessarily die.
Because Ye Xiao couldn't break his heart.
Ye Xiao was basically a sneak attack on him because he had the intention to fight against him.
However, it turned around in an instant.
The middle-aged man's reaction was so amazing.
And all this was done in an instant.
The madness in Ye Xiao's eyes suddenly flashed.
He actually grinned.
The snow-white teeth were covered with blood.
Obviously, he used too much force when he gritted his teeth.
The shoulder hit the middle-aged man's left chest.
Click.
The sternum is broken.
But Ye Xiao felt like he bumped into the cotton.
On the back of the neck, the hairs stood upright.
The sickle of the god of death had touched the skin on the back of his neck.
At this moment of life and death, Ye Xiao's head seemed to fall from his neck, and he pushed forward hard, and his feet were shortened at the same time.
A critical moment.
This is the critical moment.
The middle-aged man suddenly sighed.
His arm, which was like steel pliers, directly rubbed the back of Ye Xiao's head.
However, a slight difference can lead to a huge mistake.
Everything is over.
The battle lasts only one second.
Ye Xiao and the middle-aged man hugged each other like good friends.
Blood foam was already slowly emerging from the corners of the middle-aged man's mouth.
He looked at Ye Xiao calmly and suddenly grinned:
“Good Kung Fu.”
Ye Xiao's eyes were full of respect:
"You are better than me."
The middle-aged man shook his head with a wry smile:
"But I lost."
Ye Xiao nodded:
"You only have one hand, I am a sneak attack again. You lost wrongly, but this is not a contest. Sorry, if you have any last wishes, please tell me, I will definitely arrange it for you."
"Last wish?"
The middle-aged man seemed stunned. His eyes finally moved away from Ye Xiao's eyes, then looked up at the sky and muttered to himself:
"What other wishes can I have? I knew that there would be such a day, but it's a pity, no... it's a pity."
Ye Xiao reached out with great alertness, took the black box from the middle-aged man's shoulder, and then supported the middle-aged man and leaned against the street. Then he squatted in front of him and said seriously:
"I think I am the best killer in the world, but you...!"
Middle-aged man smiled strangely:
"I am not the killer of this world. I come from the ark and am loyal to the temple."
Ye Xiao's pupils suddenly trembled violently.
ark?
Temple?
What the hell is this?
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 in an extremely strange way.