Abbott just pulled out the gun and Wang Lang pushed Abbott's gun away with one hand, clenched his fist with the other hand and directly stuck it into Abbott's face. The bridge of his nose was immediately broken, and blood flowed.

Wang Lang's thumb clenched his fist protruded from the gap between his fingers, and he rushed towards Abbott's left and right shoulders.

Abbot only felt that he had no choice but to do anything with his arms and had no strength at all. Wang Lang stood up and kicked Abbot's injured leg.

"Who are you?" Abbott said in a deep voice in pain.

Wang Lang squatted in front of Abbot and grinned at Abbot, "Golden teeth, don't you know me anymore?"

The moment he grinned, Abbot's instinctive shock was like a sense of fear engraved in the depths of his soul swept over. He couldn't help but retreat, looked down at Wang Lang's middle finger, and indeed found the dt mark.

"Dragon King! You are not dead!" Abbott said in surprise.

"Should you die?" Wang Lang asked back.

Abbot stepped back again, "Dragon King, listen to me, I don't mean that. You know, I definitely didn't come for you, nor did I violate the rules you set, and did not kill anyone in your country. I came here to take on the task, and I will leave after the task is completed."

Wang Lang took the gun from Abbott. If you look closely, many of the parts of the gun hanging in Abbott's coat can be pieced together, all of which are homemade. The accessories of this gun can be put into another gun to piece together.

Installing the magnifier on the sniper rifle, Wang Lang looked at the small hotel where Kuchi was and found that there was a mess there. The police suddenly checked, but the killer couldn't find it, but he found a lot of unexpected gains. He was transporting it to the bureau now. It is estimated that the police will be busy for the middle of the night tonight again.

Wang Lang gathered his gun and looked at Abbott who was secretly moving his shoulders, "Who sent you?"

Abbott felt embarrassed, "Dragon King, you know, the rules of the killer industry cannot be explained to the employer."

Wang Lang nodded, and the muzzle in his hand was facing Abbott, "I want to die and live?"

"I want to live." Abbott said honestly.

"I understand the industry rules, too. If I don't ask you who your employer is, I just want to know who has come this time? How many people on the killer list are coming?" Wang Lang pointed his gun at Abbot's head and then at Abbot's crotch.

Abbot stepped back, "Dragon King, I know. There are many people who took over the mission this time, and some people from Xiao Jindao also took over this mission. There are more than a dozen people on the killer list, but only me, Bedi, and Kinoshita Yuki, and the rest are waiting to intercept them in the high seas."

"The little golden sword also took over the task?" Wang Lang's expression condensed.

Aibote head, "But I don't know whether they came here or not. I heard that three of the twelve golden swords were dispatched this time."

Wang Lang's thoughts floated.

Xiao Jindao, a mysterious killer organization in YD country, has been established for a long time. In the last century, it was the most arrogant and active period of activities, and has cultivated one after another. At that time, many celebrities were assassinated by Xiao Jindao's killer.

It is a rising star in front of Xiao Jindao, and it is not an exaggeration to call him a senior.

Among the Xiaojin Knife, there are twelve golden swords, which are the top twelve killers in the Xiaojin Knife organization. The leader of the Xiaojin Knife organization is Shiva. This is a name, like hereditary. Shiva of this generation is a master who is a dragon who is not seen. Although he is called Shiva, he is a man. To be precise, he is a bad old man. He kills people like a slutty and is a bit inhumane. The twelve Xiaojin Knifes are fully obeying Shiva's orders. The owners of the twelve Xiaojin Knifes were trained by Shiva himself.

On the credibility list, the secret stinger of the thousand-year-old elder, the small golden sword is the second, just like the ancient and the small golden sword has also wanted to hit the first place many times, but it is apart. The secret stinger usually does not take ordinary tasks, but they are all special tasks. The credit points obtained by completing one time are several times or dozens of times that of other tasks.

Wang Lang really didn't expect that this time the mission was so deep, so many companies wanted to join in.

"Dragon King, who is your employer? We won't be the same employer, right?" Abbott suddenly pulled closer.

Wang Lang suddenly dismantled the gun and threw the parts on the ground, "I did it myself. These two people hold important information. If I get it, they will definitely be able to sell them for a lot of money."

Aibo smiled, "It's still the Dragon King who has the courage, and most people dare not do this at all."

Wang Lang lit a cigarette and handed it to Abbott. Abbott couldn't move his arm, so he opened his mouth and bit the cigarette, and took a sip and choked to tears.

After placing one for himself, Wang Lang stood up, stood at the edge of the building, looking at the darkness in front of him. The light no longer exists. Darkness ruled every corner of the world. This world is relative, just like there is yin and yang, and there is a bright side, there will definitely be a dark side.

"Ask the dark world, who is the ups and downs?

Have I been silent for too long? You have forgotten what I said?"

Wang Lang whispered softly.

Abbot, who was struggling to move his arms behind, heard endless murderous intent from Wang Lang's ordinary words. Wang Lang looked back lightly, Abbot was shocked and the cigarette in his mouth was scared away.

"I said a few years ago that as long as I, Wang Lang, are alive, you will not be allowed to step into this country. Do you forget?"

Abbot looked at Wang Lang's face, and although he had no expression, his invisible murderous intent was heartbroken.

"Dragon King, listen to me, I also use money to do things. I can't help my employer asking me to come. You know, how important is credit points to a killer." Abbott said hurriedly.

Wang Lang held cigarettes in his fingers.

"If you want points or death, choose yourself." The smoke from Wang Lang's mouth slowly flowed out.

"It's so dead!" Abbott said without thinking. At this time, he had no doubt that Wang Lang would kill people. It's nothing if he lost his life.

"Broke up one leg and get out immediately." Wang Lang stood on the edge of the roof with his back facing Abbott.

Abbot felt that his arm could move a little, so he took out a gun from under the windbreaker, and pointed the gun at Wang Lang's back for a long time. He turned the gun directly to his injured leg.

One shot!

Abbott's painful forehead swelled up, his whole head felt like blood was filled, and a painful growl came from his throat.

Before, Bedi was only injured in the flesh. This time he shot himself and hit the bone directly, because Abbott knew very well that if he didn't do this, when Wang Lang took action himself, it would not be his legs, but his head.

He struggled to stand up, "Dragon King, can I leave?"

Wang Lang didn't say anything, Abbot limped downstairs.

Looking at the world shrouded in dark night, Wang Lang looked up at the sky.
Chapter completed!