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Chapter 1188: Night of Blood [Part 1]

The most important thing as a killer is to kill decisively. Let’s not talk about what Uncle Xu and his group are trying to arrest this group of wealthy children in Hong Kong. What Ye Huang knows is that it will be difficult for them to achieve their goals tonight, or even

It's very possible to lose your life here.

What happened tonight was no longer under Uncle Xu's control from the moment Ye Huang stepped into the Hyatt Regency Hotel. For the rich people in Hong Kong who attended the charity dinner, Uncle Xu was a hunter and they were waiting to be slaughtered.

of lamb.

However, in the eyes of Achilles and his party, Xu Bo's role has changed. In front of this group of people, the difference between them and the rich people in Hong Kong is only the difference between goats and wild goats, some are docile and some are docile.

Others are relatively grumpy.

But no matter what, you can't escape the fate of being slaughtered.

Even in Ye Huang's view, those rich people in Hong Kong have a much greater chance of survival than Uncle Xu and others because they are obedient. However, people like Uncle Xu who have evil intentions will not be willing to be slaughtered goats, so

The end may be more miserable.

Without checking to see if there was anyone alive in the hotel lobby, Ye Huang slowly walked out of the hotel holding the Tang Dao in his hand.

Because some things don't need to be seen to know the outcome. Xu Bo's people will not be left alive, and Achilles' people will not be able to survive.

Blood stains flowed directly from the hotel lobby to the outside, dripping along the cement bricks into the sewer nearby. Due to the relatively quiet location of the Hyatt Regency Hotel, and the late night, some of the things that happened in the hotel were not noticed by many people.

aware.

A few pedestrians on the other side of the road may have noticed something unusual here, but when they saw Emperor Ye walking out of the hotel, they gave up the idea of ​​taking a look. They didn't know that they had just circled around the Gate of Hell.

Winter nights in Hong Kong are not as windy and bitingly cold as those in Yanjing, but the humid air combined with the sea breeze still makes people uncomfortable.

The prosperity and hustle and bustle of the day have gradually faded away. Even in Hong Kong, a city that never sleeps, some corners of the city are still extremely deserted, and this area is even more so.

Emperor Ye didn't know whether to thank Uncle Xu or others for choosing such a relatively secluded place to hold the charity dinner.

The original intention of the former may have been just to reduce the attention of pedestrians outside in order to coordinate with his actions in the hotel, but he did not expect to indirectly do a good thing.

If it is relatively quiet, fewer people will see what happens tonight, and fewer people will die in vain.

Achilles is a pervert who hates Eastern culture, so no one who saw what happened tonight will be spared alive by him.

After walking out of the hotel, Ye Huang did not go to the area to get to the car, but turned around and walked a few hundred meters away, then disappeared into a long and narrow alley, turned a few times and headed towards the more remote factory and workshop area.

Ye Huang didn't know whether You Ruo and the Xu family members, escorted by Xing Tian and Xing Ganqi, had successfully left. The only thing he could do now was to pray that they had left safely. It is true that Ye Huang knew that Xing Tian brought

Their departure was by no means easy.

After walking about five hundred meters along the alley, Ye Huang finally stopped on the road in front of a factory to be demolished.

The sea breeze blew the paper scraps scattered on the ground, making it particularly harsh in the empty night. Several stray dogs and cats were lying on the trash cans, looking for something to eat.

Suddenly, a gunshot was heard, and a stray dog ​​lying on the trash can let out a miserable cry and twitched on the ground for a few times before making no sound.

"What a quiet and wonderful night, it was completely ruined by a few cats and dogs."

In the distance, as the gunshots fell, two figures slowly walked out. In front of him, Achilles had an arrogant smile on his face just like in the hotel. Compared to Achilles' calmness,

Horace next to him was not so calm, his eyes were fixed on Ye Huang, as if he was afraid that he would pounce at any time.

A person's name, the shadow of a tree.

The reputation Ye Huang established during his eight years as a killer is still strong even after he quits the killer circle. No one dares to directly kill the sharp edge. Even the young master, who is known as the second-ranked killer in the world, chose to do so after careful consideration.

Join forces with several others.

The former Bloody Shura has made the entire killer world tremble for too long...

"Don't be nervous, Horas, Shura is a man of grace, and it is impossible for him to make a sneak attack." Feeling the heavy breathing of Horas beside him, Achilles smiled slightly and patted him.

Shoulder said.

"If I hadn't known who you are, I would have really thought you were going to run away tonight. This secluded alley is really hard to find." He looked up and looked around at the surrounding environment, with a hint of joking on his face.

smile.

"I just don't want too many people to die. The fewer people who watch, the fewer people will die!" Ye Huang said expressionlessly, inserting the Tang Dao in his hand with the tip on the asphalt paved road.

The black cloth wrapped around the handle dances in the wind, like a black ghost.

"I heard that Shura never kills good people or innocent people. I thought it was a lie. But after hearing what you said today, it's true. Don't you think what you do as a killer is too boring?"

Achilles sneered.

"I do things based on my own preferences. I like to do this, so I do it. Don't you think you are asking too much?" With a cold snort, Ye Huang reached into his arms and took out a pack of red pandas stolen from Lao Xing.

Holding the only cigarette in his mouth, he crushed the carton and threw it in the trash can next to him.

"Come out, everyone. I've been here for so long. Isn't it cold to stay on the roof of the building to blow in the wind? You are not cold. I feel cold for you." He lit the cigarette, took a puff of it happily, and faced him with an indifferent expression.

The night sky whispered.

"Look, I'm telling you that no matter how hard you hide, you can't escape this guy's perception. You still don't believe it. Isn't it comfortable to have the wind on the roof?"

After Ye Huang's words, Achilles also made a sarcastic comment to a group of temporary partners on the roof of the secluded factory building.

Not long after the two people finished speaking, the empty road that originally only heard confetti and meowing cats began to make noises. The cold sea breeze blew, and more than a dozen figures in the air jumped down from the top of the building like cannonballs, as if

Plum blossoms generally surrounded Ye Huang in the middle.

Most of the dozen or so people were masked ninjas in black clothes, and at the front was an old man with a stooped body, wearing braids from the Sun Kingdom and the Warring States period, looking straight at Ye Huang with sinister eyes.

"What a huge battle! Sixteen jounin, why can't the Koga clan prepare to collectively cross to the west of China?" Ye Huang said when he saw the sixteen jounin standing in front of him like wooden stakes to surround him.

He mocked the old man standing at the front with a mocking face.


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