"Who??" Yang Yanrong and his son shouted at the same time.
As a general in the army, Yang Yegui has seen many assassination scenes, and he doesn't find it strange at all. Yang Yanrong has grown so big, but this is the first time he has encountered an assassination. He couldn't help feeling a little nervous, but
I didn't know when a masked assassin came into the house. His whole body was wrapped in a tight-fitting night clothes. Judging from the figure of Na Ana, the assassin was a woman.
Haha, Yang Yanrong secretly laughed in his heart. As long as it was a mother, there was nothing he wouldn't dare to do. He walked up to the assassin carelessly and said calmly: "Are you here to assassinate my father?" He was really nervous.
Yang Yanrong secretly despised himself. Damn it, why did he feel a little cold when facing a woman? It seemed that cold sweat was flowing out from behind, and it seemed that his legs were a bit out of control.
Shame on you!
"Come back!" Yang Ye shouted hurriedly: "You are no match for him."
However, it was already too late. The assassin had already held a bright sword in his hand and was holding it on Yang Yanrong's neck.
Seeing that the assassin's eyes did not have the legendary coldness and numbness, Yang Yanrong was relieved and said stabbingly: "I said, are you here to assassinate me or my father? What if?
If you come to assassinate me, hurry up and cut my neck. If not, I’d like to trouble you and take your knife away, it’s a bit dazzling.”
When Yang Ye heard what he said, he immediately beat his chest and stamped his feet and said: "Eight Lang, please stop saying a few words." He clasped his fists at the assassin and said: "I am Yang Ye, I don't know where I have offended the hero, please make it clear."
"Hey, did you hear what I said?" Yang Yanrong saw that the assassin was so dishonest and said dissatisfiedly: "If you want to assassinate my father, please change your position. You seem to have recognized the wrong person. Nuo, that one
That’s right, go and assassinate him.”
Yang Ye:……
assassin:……
Is this guy Yang Ye's son? How can anyone in this world ask an assassin to assassinate his father? The assassin felt a little dizzy. Looking at the smiling Yang Yanrong, he couldn't help but feel a fever on his face and pretended to be indifferent.
"What does it have to do with you? The person I want to kill is Yang Ye. If you talk about two more kills, I... this assassin will really kill you."
"Do you know what this is?" Yang Yanrong held a small silver-white object in his hand and waved it in front of the assassin.
"How do I know what this is? But it's quite beautiful." The assassin said seriously, and looked at Yang Yanrong warily, and his voice became cold again: "Are you really not afraid that I will kill you?"
"This thing can automatically burst into flames, do you believe it or not?" Damn it, you, a little girl, dare to threaten me with a movie. In a moment, you will be able to watch it.
How could the assassin believe his lies? He sneered and said: "If this thing can really emit fire, unless it is the fairy treasure of Huode Xingjun, how can you, a mortal, have such a thing in your hands?"
"Haha, I know you won't believe it. As the saying goes, seeing is believing and hearing is false. I will let you see what Huodexingjun's fairy treasure is." Yang Yanrong said, holding the hand in his hand.
The lighter was slowly moved to the wrist where the assassin was holding the sword, and he said: "The time to witness the miracle has arrived. Open your eyes wide and see clearly. Look carefully. Don't blink. Look at the fire."
It’s coming up!”.
"Pa!" Yang Yanrong gently pressed the switch down, and a pure white flame suddenly rose up.
"Ah!!!!" The assassin screamed and felt a very hot breath from his wrist quickly spread to his palm. However, the sword in his hand could no longer be held steadily and fell to the ground with a clang.
, making a crisp and pleasant sound.
Assassin? I guess. Yang Yanrong almost didn't laugh. Isn't this too unprofessional? But what surprised him was that this assassin didn't seem to be very good at kung fu. He didn't know how he got into this box without anyone noticing.
Come.
The assassin was frightened, looking at Yang Yanrong who was approaching her step by step with some fear, and said with a stern expression: "You, don't come over, or I will kill you."
Yang Yanrong smiled, picked up the sword on the ground, handed it to the assassin, and said: "You want to kill me? Do you know who I am? I am the disciple of Huode Xingjun, the founder of the mountain. This time I was sent by the master.
You are so brave to come down to the mortal world to protect General Yang Ye. You dare to assassinate someone protected by gods? Do you not want to go to the eighteenth level of hell in the future and never be reincarnated?"
The sword that the assassin had just held in his hand was not yet steady. Frightened by Yang Yanrong's words, the sword fell to the ground again. Yang Yanrong had quick eyesight and quick hands, so he grabbed it in his hand and handed it to the assassin.
How dare the assassin dare to answer? He shook his head like a rattle and said in fear: "I was wrong, I will never come to kill you again." She thought sadly in her heart, Third Sister,
Why did you send me such a mission? He is the reincarnation of a god. How dare I scare him? If you beat me to death next time, I won’t dare to come again.
"Aren't you going to kill me?" Yang Yanrong asked with a smile.
"If you don't kill me, please forgive me!" the assassin begged, "I really don't dare to do it anymore."
"Then are you going to kill him?" Yang Yanrong pointed at Yang Ye and asked with a smile: "Who sent you here? Does my father have any grudge against him?"
The assassin shook his head and said: "I, I don't dare to say it. Please let me go, please. I really won't dare next time. Besides, I'm not here to kill General Yang, I'm just here to scare him."
Yes."
"Well! It doesn't matter if you don't say it. Let me figure it out!" Yang Yanrong ignored the assassin's plea. Gu Zuo pinched his fingers in a profound way and said: "When I figure it out, not only you will have to do it.
Even the person who ordered you to go to the eighteenth level of hell, as well as your family and your friends, will all go to the eighteenth level of hell. Well, cut off your nose, gouge out your heart, put you in a frying pan, hug you
Bronze pillars, these are ordinary punishments."
"I've done it, I've done it." The female assassin said quickly, she didn't dare to let this god really figure it out, otherwise, her father, mother, younger brother, younger sister, older brother, and older sister would all be implicated by her.
Besides, I am an immortal. If I say hello to King Yama in the underworld, I am afraid that I will be punished even more severely when I get to the underworld! Thinking of this, the female assassin no longer dares to think about it, like pouring beans through a bamboo tube.
It seems that I have done everything at once.
"It turns out it's her! Alas, I should have thought of it earlier." Yang Ye smiled bitterly and said helplessly.