"Boss, this is my master, which is the king of Nordic killers I mentioned to you before!"

As soon as the old man in a tuxedo appeared, the third son Huang Guang of the Black Hand Group immediately introduced his eldest son and second son.

"He is the king of Nordic killers? Why is he a Chinese?"

Regarding the introduction of the third brother, the two heads of the Black Hand Group looked surprised.

They always thought that the king of Nordic killers was a white Westerner, although they knew they were actually an Chinese Easterner!

The third brother Huang Guang nodded, which was considered as an answer to the two.

Chen Bahuang, who was opposite, was very clear-headed and so close, he could hear the conversations between the few people clearly.

I also knew the identity of this old man in a tuxedo.

It turns out to be the king of Nordic killers!

Although the two did not meet, the Nordic king of Killer is too famous and he has heard of it a little.

This person is very strong and good at using poison, which makes people unable to defend themselves!

I didn't expect him to appear here, and it seemed that the two bosses of the Black Hand Group did not know each other.

Things seem to be not as simple as I imagined.

Chen Bahuang was filled with energy!

However, the person who was most surprised was not Chen Bahuang, but Lin Zilan, who followed him to the primitive deep forest.

At this moment, Lin Zilan hid in a big tree ten meters away, looking at the Nordic killer king with shock.

Because that Nordic killer king is her master!

A Chinese Miao person who is good at using poison!

She could also hear clearly what Huang Guang, the third son of the Black Hand Group, said.

She always thought that her master was a professor in a Nordic laboratory specializing in medicine!

She only realized that her master actually had the title of King of Nordic Killer.

And it seems that the master came for the starling this time!

Lin Zilan opened her already big eyes in the tree, looking at the starlings, master and others in the field.

Facing the Nordic killer king Chen Bahuang, he pulled the fake Fang Jing behind him and protected him without any warning.

This scene made the Nordic Killer King and Huang smiled knowingly on their faces.

"You should be from Yipintang, are you?"

After Chen Bahuang protected "Fang Jing", he looked at the people opposite him and asked coldly.

The two people on the opposite side were frightened when they heard Chen Bahuang mention the three words Yipintang.

They never thought that Chen Bahuang would guess that they were from Yipintang.

But after thinking about it, this person would definitely die here today, so they felt relieved.

"Since you have guessed it, Jing You Eighth Master is a man, we won't hide it from you. Today, let you die clearly, we are the people of Yipintang!"

The Nordic Killer King answered without hesitation.

"I have no grievances or grudges from Yipintang. Why should Yipintang target me everywhere?"

After hearing the other party's words, Chen Bahuang asked calmly.

Because he still couldn't understand why this mysterious Yipintang had to deal with him.

Before the fake war god appeared, I seemed to have never offended the mysterious organization Yipintang.

I haven't even heard of it before.

"Sorry, these things are the main things. We just follow the orders. If you want to know what's going on, go to the King of Hell to ask!"

After the Nordic killer king finished speaking, he threw a flying knife with a cold light at Chen Bahuang.

The wind is very strong in winter. When the flying knife shot over, it sounded like a break through the air because it was too fast.

That speed will definitely not be slower than a bullet.

"Hmph! Overestimate one's own abilities!"

Looking at the flying knife that the other party was swaying over, Chen Bahuang snorted coldly, then stretched out two fingers to clamp the flying knife that was about to fly over.

Even Chen Bahuang can catch the bullet at any time, let alone the flying knives with so many large sizes.

When the flying knife flew in front of him, Chen Bahuang quickly clamped the flying knife.

However, before he could say anything, his face suddenly changed.

Because he felt that the force on the flying knife was very strong.

After he persisted for two seconds, he was taken back by the power of the flying knife and then stopped.

After Chen Bahuang stopped, he looked at the old man who was known as the king of Nordic killers with a serious face.

"Are you very confused? I am so old and still have such great strength?"

The King of Nordic Killers seemed to see what Chen Bahuang was thinking and asked with a smile on his face.

Chen Bahuang did not answer, but kept looking at the other party coldly, but was thinking of a way to first "Fang Jing will leave this dangerous place first!

"You might as well tell you that it is not my strength, but your own strength has disappeared! You might as well feel your strength and see if it is losing rapidly. In less than a minute, your strength will be equivalent to a three-year-old child. At that time, you can only let us slaughter, hahaha..."

The Nordic Killer King took the initiative to tell me the problem that Chen Bahuang could not understand.

Dismantling the opponent from the soul is the highest level!

After hearing this, Chen Bahuang's face changed wildly and believed the other party's words.

Because in his judgment, if the power on this knife was greater than the range he could withstand, it would definitely not be the speed just now.

He tried it and felt that his power was really disappearing quickly.

"Your flying knife is poisonous?"

Chen Bahuang felt the changes in his body and immediately threw away the flying knife in his hand. He looked up at the Nordic killer king and asked coldly.

"No, you misunderstood me. Although I am famous for using poison, I never poison my weapons, because the chance of killing the target in this way is too small. I usually poison the target in advance and meet the target when the target is ready to be emitted. This is how I can ensure that I can be invincible. I have to be more cautious when dealing with experts like you!"

The Nordic Killer King said with a proud look on his face.

"I poisoned me in advance? When did it happen? Why did I just start to get poison now?"

Chen Bahuang frowned and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

He tried every means to delay time and had to come up with a way to send "Fang Jing" away from here as soon as possible.

"Yesterday afternoon!"

The Nordic Killer King did not hide it at all!

"Impossible, I didn't see you yesterday!"

Chen Bahuang rejected the other party's statement.

"If you haven't seen me before, it doesn't mean I can't lend me someone else to poison me! Think about who you met yesterday afternoon?"

Seeing that Chen Bahuang didn't believe his words, the King of Nordic Killer asked with a smile on his face.

"I just met Zi Lan yesterday. Could it be her? This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

After hearing what the Nordic Killer King said, Chen Bahuang immediately thought of Lin Zilan.

But he soon denied it.

Lin Zilan and he were sympathetic to his brother and sister, and they were born and died together, and it was impossible to poison him.

He won't believe it even if he beats him to death!

"Lin Zilan is my youngest closed disciple. Do you think it's possible?"

The King of Nordic Killers said to Chen Bahuang again with a playful look on his face.
Chapter completed!