Bullseye sheathed the thin knife and turned to leave.
A few flashes.
It has disappeared.
Daredevil Matt watched him leave quietly and did not pursue him.
In his current state, even if he catches up, it won't be of much use and he will most likely be killed!
The most important thing is.
"Kingpin is dead?"
When Daredevil Matt heard the news at first, he was even more unbelievable than Bullseye.
This opponent he had been entangled with for so long, the person he regarded as the biggest cancer in Hell's Kitchen, just died like this?
Even if I had already expected it.
Tonight, there was a decisive battle between the Jinbin Group and the Red Tiger Palace. Either you die or I die, but when he really heard the news, he was still extremely shocked in his heart.
That’s Kingpin!
The undisputed king of Hell’s Kitchen!
How many people firmly believe that he will become the king of Hell's Kitchen and sit on that supreme throne.
Who would have thought that he would fall at the last step.
Although he did not see Kingpin's body with his own eyes, Daredevil Matt had already heard some conversations among members of Kingpin's group not far away through his extraordinary hearing.
Knowing that Jin Bing’s bald head was chopped off by someone, the person who killed him was the ‘governor’ of the Red Tiger Palace, a man said to be extremely powerful!
Even the members of Jin Bin's group who firmly believed that Jin Bin was invincible fell silent after hearing that the person who killed Jin Bin was the "Governor".
This means that Kingpin is really probably dead!
"Nothing lasts forever."
Daredevil Matt suddenly felt dull.
The opponent with whom he had been entangled endlessly died in one fell swoop, not in his own hands.
The complex emotions collided with each other and finally disappeared.
Daredevil sighed, turned and left.
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On top of the roof.
Bullseye was quickly heading towards the direction of the sound.
He didn't intend to get close, he just wanted to take a look from a distance.
Just to see if Kingpin is really dead, that's all.
Even if Jin is not dead, the person who made the sound is the 'governor', and he would not dare to come close.
"Just take a look from a distance."
As an internationally renowned killer, Bullseye feels that following his heart is a very politically correct thing to do.
Fighting the ‘governor’?
Stop making trouble!
He hasn't lived enough yet!
Bullseye was running on the roof. All obstacles in front of him seemed to be non-existent. His speed did not slow down at all, as if he were walking on flat ground.
"Jin Bin is dead, surrender without killing!"
"Jin Bin is dead, surrender without killing!"
The voice came again.
"Almost there!"
Although Bullseye doesn't have super hearing like Daredevil, he can still judge the approximate distance.
He slowed down his speed slightly to avoid running too fast and colliding directly with the opponent.
Facing the terrifying "Governor", Bullseye used the word "from the heart" ideally.
It's just that reality is a little bit more basic.
"Huh? Are you Bullseye? Kingpin's subordinate?"
A voice suddenly reached Bullseye's ears.
"No! I'm not! Don't talk nonsense!"
Bullseye retorted subconsciously.
He already subconsciously thought that Kingpin was dead, and even subconsciously thought about what he would do if Kingpin died, so naturally he subconsciously said these three denials.
When he reacted, he realized something was wrong.
"Huh? This voice is very strange. I have never heard it before!"
A stranger?
Bullseye suddenly felt a little angry.
He was actually frightened by a stranger!
Unforgivable!
"Who? Get out of here!"
Bullseye shouted coldly.
At the same time, he immediately looked in the direction of the sound.
A strange man appeared in front of him.
The other party had no intention of hiding and just walked towards him openly.
"Bullseye? Well, it's you indeed!"
Fang Mu didn't expect such a coincidence to meet Bullseye here.
"Who are you?"
Bullseye said coldly.
"I?"
Fang Mu smiled slightly and said.
"I am the master behind the Red Tiger Palace."
"The master behind Red Tiger Palace?"
Bullseye sneered.
"I've met the Master of the Red Tiger Palace, but he doesn't look like you!"
Fang Mu shrugged.
To be honest, if people don't believe it, there is nothing he can do.
He looked at the bullseye with interest.
"Your boss is dead. How about it? Are you interested in hanging out with me?"
"Are you kidding me?"
Bullseye crossed his arms and looked at Fang Mu with a look that looked like he was mentally retarded.
"Fuck with you? Not to mention whether my boss is dead or not, even if he is...what qualifications do you have to let me hang with you?"
"Are you qualified?"
Fang Mu touched his chin.
I think what he said seems to make sense.
then.
Level 5 spell, Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle·Changed to 1!
Dozens of thin needles flashing with cold light condensed out of thin air.
"go!"
The square wooden hand pointed.
Dozens of sharp needles cut through the void and appeared in front of Bullseye, floating quietly.
Bullseye still kept his arms crossed, looking at the two needles pointing directly at his eyeballs, he swallowed hard.
"Is this qualification enough?"
Fang Mu's soft voice fell into his ears.
"Enough, enough."
Bullseye's voice was hoarse, as if something was strangling his neck.
His eyes moved slightly, looking at the dozens of needles surrounding his entire body, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Even though he had been a killer for many years and his will had been polished to an extremely strong level, he still couldn't suppress the fear in his heart when faced with this extremely weird scene.
Just like beheading, the most terrifying thing is not the beheading itself, but the moment before beheading.
Looking at the dozens of needles floating quietly in front of him, Bullseye seemed to be experiencing the moment before beheading.
As long as he gives a bad answer, the knife suspended above his head will suddenly fall down and chop off his head in an instant!
at this moment.
Bullseye chose to follow his heart.
It’s just a matter of meeting a new boss, what’s the big deal!
Anyway, his old boss has died. Wouldn't it be a great thing to find a new boss so quickly?
"Hello boss!"
Bullseye said seriously.
Although his face was covered by a mask and the expression on his face could not be seen, Bullseye believed that his new boss would be able to see the seriousness and loyalty in his eyes through his sincere eyes.
"Looking at how loyal I am, the salary given by the new boss shouldn't be too low, right?"
Although Bullseye feels that salary cannot be measured by loyalty, even if his new boss does not pay him any salary, he will still be loyal to his boss.
However, using a larger salary to improve his quality of life and mental quality will ultimately help improve his work efficiency, right?
Thinking of this, Bullseye blinked hard several times.