"Nuwa System Warning... Within ten meters, there are sources of danger that threaten the life of the system owner. The target is four senior killers, three men and one woman, two gunmen, a darts master, and a melee combat master."
"System Assistant, how to solve it?" Four senior killers, what does senior mean? Zhang Yang has never heard of it, but he can tell from the words that these four guys are by no means good, especially when there are two gunmen on the other side.
, he has no chance of winning at all.
It can be said that the warning provided by the system is completely useless.
"Answering this question requires 35 system points. Currently, your points are not enough to pay..."
"Fuck!" Zhang Yang secretly spat, "Thirty-five points, damn it. You clearly know that I only have thirty points, so you're just here to disgust me."
But now even if there is a way, it is too late, because there are two people at the end of the alley and two people at the end of the alley. As the system said, three men and one woman.
Looking at them, there is nothing strange about them, but just looking at their walking posture, their steps are steady, and there is an unknown sense of solemnity in their steps.
Zhang Yang knew that these people were definitely not easy to mess with. They were definitely not comparable to the street killers he had encountered before. Looking at today's battle, he might have lost his life here.
He looked at both sides of the alley. The alley was five or six meters high, and it had a smooth cement wall. Even if he could climb over eaves and walls, he still wouldn't be able to climb up. No one on either side of the alley opened their doors.
What.
This was to punish him to death. The time and place were so perfectly coordinated. Damn it, he originally wanted to go straight to the Molecular Drug Research Center to attack Qiao Xier and Jenny Li.
It seemed that this group of people had been following him for a while, but he might have been careless. In addition, during this period, Menin City was searching for people from the Eight of Spades everywhere, so he thought that the other party would not dare to do anything to him for the time being.
Unexpectedly, the other party would attack me unexpectedly in this most dangerous situation.
The four of them were all wearing windbreakers with hats on them. The hats also covered their heads tightly.
Zhang Yang knew that two of them had guns in their hands, but he didn't know which two they were. The other one was holding a dart. The other was a master of close combat. If the other party used a gun, he wouldn't stand a chance.
But looking at the way they were slowly approaching, he knew that he still had a glimmer of hope, because the other party didn't seem to want to kill him immediately.
In other words, they may have other intentions.
He didn't move, because moving was useless. Even if he wanted to run, the alley was at least fifty meters deep. Even with Bolt's speed, he couldn't outrun bullets.
He looked at the four people and found that one of them was obviously a woman, wearing a pair of black tight jeans and a black hooded windbreaker. She was wearing a pair of brown cowhide military boots. Although the windbreaker was very wide, her hot
Her figure still betrayed her, with her long and tight thighs, slender waist, and towering peaks that couldn't be covered by the wide windbreaker. All reminded Zhang Yang that she was a female killer with a devilish figure.
She couldn't see her face, but just by looking at the fair skin of her exposed hands, Zhang Yang could tell that this woman was not that ugly.
But looking at her little hands with beautifully manicured nails, Zhang Yang shrank slightly in his heart. I am afraid that many people have died because of these snow-white little hands.
"Zhang Yang!" Among the four people, the shortest one spoke and called out Zhang Yang's name directly.
"Eight of spades?"
"Yes, since you know us, you should know what we are here for."
Zhang Yang curled up his hands, smiled, nodded and said, "You just want to kill me."
"You have good skills, but it's a pity that you are our target." The short man said calmly.
"How do you want to do it?"
"We are killers. As long as we can complete the task, it doesn't matter how we do it..." The short man probably felt that it was a bit inconvenient to wear a mask to speak. He stretched out his hand to adjust the mask on his face and continued, "However, since you can
Kill me, and we will give you a dignified death."
"Lao Ba? What do you mean?" Zhang Yang knew that he had killed a killer named Hei Bakui in Yang Fei's dormitory. It is said that the Spades Eight organization has eight gold medal killers, and the one he killed that day ranked eighth.
, but at this moment he still pretended to be ignorant and asked the other party in order to buy himself more time.
A man next to the short man took off his mask, revealing a face that made Zhang Yang look very disgusted. What does "very disgusting" mean? He just had a tuft of beard, but the beard was grown in the middle, like a chrysanthemum during World War II.
The devil, more importantly, has a rather ferocious face, and a large scar on his cheek, as if it had been gored by a wild boar.
He glanced at Zhang Yang, twisted his neck, and said coldly: "Fourth brother, stop talking nonsense to him, do it and leave, it's not safe here."
"Haha... you actually have a Chrysanthemum Japs in the Eight of Spades?" Zhang Yang stared at him and slowly turned his gaze to the short man. If nothing else happened, the fourth brother in this guy's mouth should be the leader of this group of people.
"We don't have asshole devils in our Eight of Spades..." The short man glanced at Scarface, his eyes clearly showing a hint of dissatisfaction. He probably felt that Scarface's exposure of his face made him feel a little uncomfortable.
"Young pretty boy, Fourth Brother said he wanted to give you a dignified death, so I will give you a dignified death." Scarface didn't even say hello, he just kicked Zhang Yang in the face.
His legs were very long, and when he swept over, he even picked up a patch of dust on the ground, which shows how powerful it is.
This should be the melee combat master the system mentioned. Zhang Yang didn't think much. He stepped back and let go of his attack. Before he had time to counterattack, the leg that Scarface swept over did not retract.
Immediately, he turned into a spring leg in mid-air and kicked towards Zhang Yang's face again.
Zhang Yang had no choice but to retreat again, but the scar-faced man did not slow down his attack speed. He put his feet on the ground for support and already extended his right fist, blasting towards Zhang Yang's face with a fierce punching wind.
Before the fist arrived, the oncoming punch had a cold murderous aura, which made Zhang Yang narrow his eyes and retreated again, his back already hitting the concrete wall of the alley.
This was the most terrifying opponent he had ever encountered so far. Within a few rounds, he had no backhand power.
Of course, there was a reason why he was not prepared.
After Scarface forced Zhang Yang into the corner, he did not retract his fist, but blocked Zhang Yang with a whip leg, making him unable to move forward, and then hit Zhang Yang again with a big swinging fist.
Zhang Yang had already reacted and lowered his head.
Scarface's iron fist almost hit his scalp, hitting the cement wall hard.
"Boom!" Zhang Yang, who was leaning against the wall, could actually feel the wall behind him shaking slightly, as if it was about to collapse. Above his scalp, a piece of cement hit his face.
Damn, this fake chrysanthemum devil is not only very skilled, his power is also terrifying.
Zhang Yang knew that he couldn't hide anymore, he couldn't hide anymore, and even if he could hide, there were three of them next to him. Even if he died, he would still have someone to support him.
Scarface punched the wall, and before he could retract his fist, Zhang Yang hit his ribs.
"Bang!" After a muffled sound, Scarface took two steps back, but it was only two steps. He stood firm, with a ferocious expression on his face, and pressed towards Zhang Yang again, "Do you only have this little strength?
"
Another punch hit Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang quickly reached out and hit the soft spot on his wrist, and his arms collided.
"Bang!"
His body was hit by the opponent's strong force and he took two steps back, and his back hit the wall again.
This guy is too powerful.
Zhang Yang leaned against the wall, breathing heavily. This was the most terrifying opponent he had ever encountered. If he continued to fight, even if he didn't hit him, all the bones in his body would be damaged just by the fighting style in front of him.
Have to be broken into pieces.
"Hey, aren't you good at fighting?" Scarface noticed Zhang Yang's predicament and couldn't help but smile ferociously, "Why don't you come over here?"
Zhang Yang lowered his head and leaned against the wall, staring at the scarred face with the corner of his eye without saying a word.
"Paralyzed, go to hell!" Seeing this, Scarface said without any nonsense, he struck again, his feet on the ground and he swept towards Zhang Yang again.
His whip legs are very powerful and changeable. Zhang Yang has already learned how to do it, and it is completely unstoppable. Moreover, Zhang Yang cannot retreat even if he is leaning against the wall.
But just as Scarface's toes left the ground, Zhang Yang moved.
Scarface whipped his leg with full force, looking at Zhang Yang's waist and ribs, and swept it. As long as the sweep hit, at least several of Zhang Yang's ribs would be broken, but as soon as his legs left the ground, Zhang Yang also moved.
, he pushed the wall behind him with both hands, and with the help of his strength, he flew into the air. He also responded with a more ferocious whip kick to Scarface in mid-air, and the two figures quickly intertwined.
"Snapped!"
There was an extremely clear, dull sound like a heavy object hitting the breasts, and Scarface's whip legs almost swept past Zhang Yang's lower body.
But he missed it, because Zhang Yang jumped into the air, and almost at the same time, he hit Scarface on the head with a horizontal whip leg of almost the same level.
Scarface fell to the ground almost immediately. As soon as he came down, Zhang Yang rushed to his side like a ghost, neatly grabbed the index and middle fingers of his right hand, pinched them, and strangled his neck like a drag.
Like a dead dog, he pushed his whole body to the ground, spread his fingers, and pinched Scarface's throat.
He raised his head, stared at the other three killers who were stunned, and said coldly: "If you don't want him to die, you should know what to do." (To be continued...)
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