Supreme Violent Young Master

At night, the skies of the capital were shrouded in a haze. The cultivation of the black clothed man who suddenly appeared was not weak. Although it was just one move, Chen Yuyang could already feel that his opponent was at least a quasi-Saint. What made him even more incomprehensible was that the other party had an aura that he felt familiar with. This aura seemed to belong to Yang Ming, yet again, it seemed to be Hong Jun's.    

    

"Who is he? Why does it feel so familiar? " Chen Yuyang muttered to himself as he paced.    

    

He lit up a cigarette and took a long drag. He felt like his heart and lungs had been struck. With two light coughs, Chen Yuyang felt his chest tighten as he thought to himself, All these years, this is the first time I've felt this kind of feeling. No. but it also seems to be a sadness and sadness that I've never felt before.    

    

Throwing away the cigarette butt, on the street, under the dim light, the sound of footsteps kicking and kicking could be heard. Suddenly, Chen Yuyang suddenly raised his head, and with a dull bang sound, he sliced through the air in the darkness. Chen Yuyang was secretly surprised, "Retreat!" Immediately after, there was a hint of disgust in his eyes, "Hateful spider!"    

    

In the next moment of the gunshot, Chen Yuyang disappeared from his original position. On the tall building across the street, the sniper hissed coldly. The gun mirror continued to move as though it was trying to find traces of Chen Yuyang. Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind him, "Are you looking for me?"    

    

The sniper, who was dressed in black and looked like a ghost, was shocked. He quickly turned his gun around, but there was no one behind him. The sniper cautiously moved forward. Relying on his sharp senses, he was able to sense the smallest fluctuations and aura in the air. He wanted to use this opportunity to locate Chen Yuyang.    

    

However, the more he thought about it, the more shocked he became because he couldn't feel the other party's breath at all. He couldn't even feel his heart beating.    

    

Just as he was panicking, a hand reached out from the darkness. It was white and flawless like white jade. The finger was pointed at the back of the sniper's back. The sniper was unable to move and could only say in surprise, "You, are you a human or a ghost?"    

    

Chen Yuyang said with a slight smile on his face, "This is not important."    

    

"You, what do you want?" The sniper said nervously.    

    

"Who sent you?" Chen Yuyang's voice was cold as he questioned.    

    

"I, I can't tell you. I am an assassin, an assassin with professional ethics! "    

    

"Oh, really?" The smile on Chen Yuyang's face seemed to be ridiculing him, as it carried a hint of coldness. He tapped the sniper twice with his finger and the assassin immediately felt bone-piercing pain all over his body. It was as if millions of ants were crawling all over his body.    

    

"Help, help ~ ~ ~"    

    

Chen Yuyang helplessly shook his head, and said with a sneer: "If you're speaking the truth, I can give you a quick death!"    

    

The assassin gritted his teeth, his voice was unclear, "No, I won't tell you. Just give up!"    

    

Helplessly spread his hands, Chen Yuyang could only feign innocence and say: "Since that's the case, you can just wait here by yourself to die. At that time, you will feel the pain of being pierced through the heart, and slowly, slowly, it will be as if millions of ants were crawling on your body, gnawing away at your flesh. I'll let you slowly turn into a pile of bones! "    

    

"No, no!" I beg you, please kill me! " The painful cries of murder rang out.    

    

But Chen Yuyang didn't pay attention to him, because in his mind, Chen Yuyang had already gotten what he wanted. The corner of his mouth raised into a smile as he said coldly, "Black Widow, interesting, interesting. "Suburbs of the capital, mining factories."    

    

As he spoke, Chen Yuyang's figure had already disappeared without a trace.    

    

Outside the capital, in an abandoned factory, there was a faint light. Under the light, there was a square table. It was very old, but it was tidied up to the point that it was completely spotless. There was a girl sitting on the main seat. She wasn't that old, but her killing intent enveloped a long distance away. The black dress made this beautiful young girl look like a queen. Below her were three other people.    

    

The lady impatiently looked at the gold watch in her hand and asked, "Why isn't Yao Qian Shu back yet?"    

    

"Hehe, who knows? "Maybe he alone won't be able to deal with that idea. Chief, it's not like you don't know it, but our brothers suffered a lot tonight, so it's right that they died. That idea is too powerful!"    

    

"Yao Qianshu is known as one of the four great spear gods of the world of assassins. If he can't even kill a single person, then he won't be able to continue living!" The woman said coldly.    

    

One of them looked taller than the other one looked like a cunning fox, while the other one was a bit special. He looked like he was in his thirties, and he was playing with a metal lighter in his hand. He was wearing a suit, and didn't look like a killer at all.    

    

The woman looked at him and asked, "Song Manyu, what do you think?"    

    

Song Manyu slightly raised her head and said with a smile, "I feel like Yao Qiushu is already dead!"    

    

"Dead? How is that possible? Boss Song, you can't be speaking nonsense, right?" The sturdy man said in disbelief, "Yao Qian Shu is the number one spear technique in our organization, how could he die?"    

    

Song Manyu smiled bitterly, "Kong Kim, as long as you are human, you will die!"    

    

"I don't believe it!" The fox face beside Song Manyu casually said two words.    

    

The woman pondered and said, "Song Manyu, is there any basis for your words?"    

    

Song Manyu nodded and smiled, "Don't you feel that he has already come?"    

    

Just as Song Manyu finished speaking, a laugh was heard, "Hehe, I never thought, never thought that the small Black Widow Guild would have Special Ability User s. Looks like I was careless this time."    

    

"Who is it?" The woman asked in a cold voice.    

    

In the next moment, Chen Yuyang was already seated opposite of her, with a refined and handsome smile on his face: "It's me, the person you guys want to kill!"    

    

The killer group was the killer group, and suddenly the woman, Song Manyu, Kong Kim, and the fox face all took out their handguns and pointed them at Chen Yuyang. The woman laughed coldly: "Hehe, I thought they were trash, but to think they are actually idiots. Since you know that we are here, you still came to throw your life away! "    

    

Chen Yuyang unhurriedly took out a cigarette from his body, and lit it. The bewitching red color and the thick smell of smoke continuously spread into the air, and he laughed contemptuously: "I don't think I'm courting death."    

    

"Oh, then do you feel that you can still live?" King Kong laughed mockingly, the gun had already slowly reached Chen Yuyang's head.    

    

"Yes!" Chen Yuyang laughed, and continued smoking.    

    

To Chen Yuyang, things like guns were basically useless. Therefore, relying on stealing from him to deal with Chen Yuyang was an extremely unwise choice, just like how Yao Qian Mu did. It was a kind of arrogance and inferiority complex. In the world of assassins, experts don't have to fight over it. This was because the human body's potential was limitless. They believed that as long as they could unearth it, they wouldn't need guns at all. With guns in their hearts, they could still kill.    

    

With a sinister smile on his face, he said: "Ha, you are the most arrogant person I have ever seen. You won't die, do you think I will believe you?"    

    

Chen Yuyang squinted his eyes and mocked: "You can bet!"    

    

"How do we gamble?" King Kong asked with some interest.    

    

Chen Yuyang laughed, smoked, and said: "As a person, I hate two things. One is when someone is pointing a gun at my head, and the second is when someone fires at me. If you do both, congratulations, you will go to hell. "So now, as long as you dare to open fire and shoot, you will win if I die. If I don't die, you will lose. Then, you will die!"    

    

Vajra laughed out loud. "Hahaha, you're such an interesting person. Fine, fine, since you want to die, then I'll grant you that wish. Go and die!"    

    

Song Manyu looked at King Kong's hand that was pulling the trigger and exclaimed, "King Kong, don't!"    

    

But it was already too late, under the watch of everyone, Chen Yuyang's figure had already disappeared, and the King Kong Hand was already empty. In the next second, Chen Yuyang held onto his spear, and pointed it at King Kong's head, then appeared behind King Kong, his cold voice sounded out, "Are you even worthy to play with your spear? What can you do with a gun in your hand? Can you kill people? You can't even hold on to a gun, so why are you still trying to kill?! "    

    

"Put the gun down!" The woman dressed in black snapped. At the same time, the three spears were once again pointed at Chen Yuyang.    

    

Chen Yuyang sneered, he instantly raised his finger and shot three times in a row, the bullets flew out from the bullet hall at almost the same time, followed by three clear clanging sounds, the woman, Song Manyu, and the fox faced man had their guns destroyed at almost the same time.    

    

"How is it? Do you still want to play? " Chen Yuyang said in disdain.    

    

At this moment, Song Manyu had already slowly reached into her pocket. Chen Yuyang laughed coldly and said, "Little Special Ability User, don't touch your lighter. It's useless. I have already set up a barrier here, so the explosion of your spiritual power is useless! "    

    

Song Man Yun did not believe him and threw the metal lighter away. Then, he burrowed his hands deep into the ground and shouted: "Break! "Howl ?"    

    

However, what surprised him was that the lighter did not have the slightest movement, and elegantly landed in Chen Yuyang's hands. Chen Yuyang looked at it carefully, and laughed: "Zippo Book Collection, you truly are a wasteful person!"    

    

Using Song Manyu's lighter, Chen Yuyang lit another cigarette. Then, he pointed the gun at Kong Kim's head and laughed: "I think I just said that I want to kill you, right?"    

    

Kong Kim was scared out of his wits and he nodded subconsciously.    

    

"All of us came out to mess around. Those who came out to talk were going to be trusted. They said that if they wanted to kill you, they would have to kill you. So, are you ready?" Chen Yuyang snickered, his finger was already on the trigger, and with the sound of the gunshot, a person's life ended.    

    

Song Manyu quickly stood up and said, "Sir, if you have something to say, we can talk about it. Why do you need to use force?"