"Lucky Star" Blanco suddenly burst out.
Before anyone could react, he had already jumped several meters away.
The bespectacled man still had the unhurried and unhurried demeanor of a middle-aged man, as if he had done nothing.
But under this calmness,
Sudden!
A flash of silver light passed by,
Blanco suddenly shot out a bloody arrow from his chest, his expression froze.
Su Lun's eyesight naturally clearly saw that the "silver light" was a slender scalpel, and his pupils shrank sharply when he saw it.
What’s more, what’s even more shocking is yet to come!
Just as this bullet-like silver light passed by, the eyes of the middle-aged man who looked like a tuberculosis patient just now suddenly froze. His body swayed, and when he looked again, he had teleported and appeared several meters away.
The middle-aged man made a knife with his hand, pierced Blanco's chest with his bare hands in an extremely bloody way!
"Chi" blood sprayed all over the floor, and the entire gambling hall was immediately filled with the strong smell of blood.
Su Lun took in all this scene and immediately became alert: "It's really ridiculously strong."
The middle-aged man's face was sprayed with scarlet blood.
It was sprayed everywhere on my face and suit.
But instead of feeling unhappy about being stained by blood, this guy had an expression of enjoyment on his face and greedily breathed in the warm blood.
All this happened so fast, in the eyes of ordinary people, it was like a flash of lightning and two shadows colliding together.
But in Su Lun's eyes, he could see it clearly.
He captured the violent excitement that flashed across the middle-aged man's face when he killed someone, and it felt inexplicably familiar.
This guy doesn't seem to be mentally normal.
In one encounter, Blanco, the S-class wanted criminal, was killed.
Now that the scene was frozen, everyone in the gambling stall was stunned.
It's not that there haven't been violent conflicts in gambling stalls, nor that people haven't died.
Some used knives and guns, some had their heads and arms cut off, and some even had their intestines and intestines leaking out.
But I have never seen anyone pierce someone's chest with their bare hands.
The man with glasses was like a javelin, standing there upright. The murderous aura was condensed into substance visibly to the naked eye, and a faint red glow appeared vaguely on his body.
The visual impact of this violent method was so strong that the faces of the gambling stall girls turned pale with fright.
After being stunned for a moment, screams echoed throughout the gambling stall.
In the blink of an eye, a group of plainclothes men from the Umbrella organization rushed in, took out their IDs, and reassured everyone: "Umbrella arrested wanted criminals, don't panic!"
The young man with a Chinese character who looked like the captain looked at the frozen scene and his eyes twitched.
He walked over, showed a look of embarrassment, and said, "Sir, you shouldn't kill him."
The man with glasses then relaxed the body and said in a lukewarm tone: "Well, I'm sorry. I suddenly wanted to kill someone."
With that said, he put down the body, and then slowly took off his glasses from the bridge of his nose, took out a white rolled handkerchief from his pocket, and gently wiped the blood on the lenses.
Even with this seemingly ordinary behavior, Guo Zi Nian felt a little palpitated inexplicably, and his eyelids twitched: "Sir, I will report everything here truthfully."
"Um."
The man with glasses didn't seem to care, turned around and walked out, "I'll leave this to you."
""
The Chinese-character face wanted to say something more, but didn't know how to say it.
At this time, the team member on the side performed a simple autopsy and reported: "Boss, it's confirmed, it's the fugitive wanted criminal 'Blanco Quick'!"
While talking, the middle-aged man had slowly walked out
Su Lun listened to the conversation between several people and quickly analyzed the information in his mind.
Obviously, the captain of this umbrella organization did not recognize the man with glasses in front of him as their leader.
However, it's not surprising.
Because the legendary leader of the Umbrella Organization, "Forensic Doctor" Servis Gerald, is very mysterious, and few people in Old Town have seen him.
Su Lun also got some characteristics about his appearance from Sabina.
But not much.
All I know is that this guy's usual identity seems to be that of a forensic doctor who likes to dissect corpses. He is very low-key and mysterious.
Su Lun also heard about this hobby of killing people.
But no one knows the details.
It is speculated that it has something to do with the extraordinary profession he holds, or his talent.
Even though Sabine is a lieutenant general of the Umbrella Organization, her understanding of the capabilities of this mysterious leader is very limited.
I just know it's very strong.
Ridiculously strong!
Su Lun looked at the back of the middle-aged man walking out and breathed a sigh of relief.
It is also very dignified.
“So fast”
He recalled in his mind that the move just now, even if he faced it, would not kill him in a single encounter. However, it was unlikely that he could escape and save his life.
Su Lun didn't dare to identify everything about this guy and averted his eyes.
As long as it's not for yourself, that's fine
The people from the Umbrella Organization took away the bodies, and the gambling stalls became noisy again.
But it's like a bonfire with a basin of cold water poured on it. Even if it can still burn, the atmosphere is not as rich as before.
At least at the table in Su Lun's small hall, several big bosses from the inner city turned pale with fright, lost interest in gambling, and left one after another.
No one was organizing the game, and the young gambling-addicted woman felt very disappointed and began to count her chips. While doing so, she muttered to herself: "I finally had good luck tonight. I thought I could make up for yesterday's loss."
I won it back! Forget it, I won’t gamble anymore, seeing blood will affect your gambling luck.”
Su Lun raised the corner of his mouth slightly as he listened to these thoughts. He walked over, took a chair and sat next to her, and with the persona of a playboy, he teased: "Hey, beauty, do you want to have a drink together?"
"
Of course Senjou had recognized Su Lun a long time ago, but he couldn't show that he was familiar with him.
She looked Su Lun up and down, a strange color flashed across her crystal eyes, and teased: "Hey, handsome boy, are you going to date me?"
Su Lun smiled and said, "Excuse me, do I have this honor?"
Chijo was of course not polite, her expression looked like a mature woman attracted by a handsome guy, and she happily agreed, "Okay!"
The two exchanged their chips and left the gambling stall.
Today's Qianjou was quite conservatively dressed. She didn't show her big arms and didn't carry a knife. She was dressed like a gentle young woman.
But as soon as she walked on the street, Qian Jiao revealed her true colors. She was not polite, and put her hand on Su Lun's shoulder carelessly, as if she was a big sister: "Hey, hey, hey, I told you, you kid is actually
He looks good with long hair.”
As she said that, she pinched Su Lun's face without warning and scratched his hair, as if she wanted to see if it was fake.
After confirming, Qian Jiao narrowed his eyes again and said in a teasing tone, "Not to mention, this skin is really the favorite of young ladies."
""
Listening to the first half of the sentence, Su Lun thought that Senjou was praising him, but the second half felt that something was wrong.
He didn't know whether it was because he knew the taste from the marrow or something else, but he always felt that the gentle and deep feeling on his arm was a little different from before.
He did not forget that there was still business and asked directly: "By the way, Sister Qiantiao, was it you who sent the information about the Hunting Union?"
To be continued...