Chapter 68 Two Boys in a Sea of ​​Blood (2)

In Prague that year, it was snowing heavily in winter. A handsome but decaying young man stood on the porch of St. Vita Cathedral. Even though he was wearing a gray business coat, he understood the vicissitudes of life that should not exist in his age, but he still could not withstand the abruptness of the church's snow scene.

"It's a miracle that you can live to this day." A noisy voice sounded, in Chinese, with a collection of surprise, sarcastic, and regretful, and it's a very worthy of beating.

"Inertia." The young man in the coat didn't look back, but just murmured. His eyes were still focused on the snow scene, and his head was also thinking about the snow scene, but the location was changed to Yanjing. The most important thing was that the snow ball was not very solid. He deliberately did not hide, and then he could hear the girl's smug laughter.

"What does it mean? I don't understand." From behind the stone pillar, the annoying voice sounded again.

"There are too many people who want me to die. If I don't want to die, I can only kill more people. The first time; I didn't die, but the person who came to kill me died. The second time; I didn't die, but the person who came to kill me died. The third time, well, the situation is the same. In this way, after I can't tell how many times, this inertia formed, which is quite magical." The young man in the coat explained patiently, with a quiet tone.

"Your words are very unhappy for us professionals. It is said that you were just one of the yamen in Yanjing who was just a waste of food and waiting to die. Now you should know that these people cannot offer high prices on the secret flower list because they are so easy to kill. That's why you make me feel that it's unreasonable. To be honest, I took on this business more because I was curious." Very sincere, such a voice came from behind the stone pillar.

"I didn't consider my feelings when you said the trash yamen, so I don't apologize for how I feel. I also confess that as a veteran pursuer, I have seen a lot of killers, but it's the first time I have seen someone who is as quarrel, such a low-key and so skilled as you." Wang Qibu turned around and looked at Shi Zhu and said.

After a brief silence, two words with negative emotions came from behind the stone pillar, "Kung Fu?"

"Kung Fu." Wang Qibu was determined.

"How do you know?" the voice was surprised.

"The footprints are very shallow." Looking at the almost invisible shallow traces around the stone pillar, Wang Qi's trail.

"Oh, then, do you have any countermeasures to a martial arts master like me?" Then, the voice jokingly said, "You shouldn't bring firearms. This is a habit and it's hard to change. Well, at least the martial arts people I have met are very resistant to hot weapons. Also, considering that you didn't do anything behind the scenes, you are so confident that you might not even bring a fruit knife, right?" Wang Qibu asked back.

"Flying flowers can also hurt people. Is it necessary to take care of guys with my skills?" The voice was extremely arrogant, but the confidence was extraordinary.

"Hu." Wang Qibu breathed a sigh of relief naturally. ignoring this action would make the other party think he was frustrated, and then he said leisurely, "If this happens, it will be difficult for you to kill instantly."

"What?" The owner of the voice was quite patient.

"Well, do you think the professional ethics of a killer are a very boring thing?" Wang Qibu asked tentatively without paying attention to the other party's questions.

The man smiled and said, "Okay. I think if I have a next life, I will still live in the place called Liluo Pavilion in Beidou County. Be a mysterious and sweeping monk-like existence, occasionally guide the juniors and live the addiction to being an expert."

"Are you Yue Xiaochen?" Wang Qibu was slightly surprised.

"You guessed it." Yue Xiaochen didn't feel so surprised, whether it was for Wang Qibu that he knew about the place Li Luoge in Beidou County, or for this shit that looked similar to him, he could actually call out his name.

"That nuclear warhead really exploded in Beidou County?" Wang Qibu asked. This was an extremely secret legend he knew from Ye Baoshan when he was a teenager. It was about Beidou County, Li Luoge, nuclear bomb, and the victim Yue Xiaochen.

Silence, Wang Qibu waited. A sigh with only a slight breath sounded, and Yue Xiaochen said, "It's not in the city, it's in a long-abandoned air raid shelter outside the county town. When the military bomb disposal experts arrived, they had no time to decode it."

"You really caused a huge disaster." Wang Qibu heard this and sighed. According to legend, the government was worried about causing panic and stirring up the complex international situation, and did not hesitate to move hundreds of thousands of residents on the pretext of other matters. The place called Beidou County also disappeared on the map since then. What else disappeared with the county?

"Yes, I remember that when an old gang cook called me a disciple from the undead hall that day, I was not convinced. Now it seems that he is right. I gave him an excuse to lead the crowd to run away, and then the master was placed under house arrest in the court to cover me up, and then... cough, I'm afraid there is no more Li Luo Pavilion." Yue Xiaochen said and walked out. If there was no stubble, he should be very handsome. This sentence can be regarded as answering the previous question. The Li Luo Pavilion, which disappeared with Beidou County, was also the Li Luo Pavilion, which had been passed down for thousands of years.

"Are you a killer to raise money to rebuild Liluo Pavilion?" Wang Qibu asked with concern. After all, the sloppy man in front of him was considered his fellow men, and they were all doing things that seemed impossible to succeed.

"There is no way. I have no other skills except killing people." Yue Xiaochen was a bargain and answered the question of the decadent man in front of him with great face.

"Then what can I do for you?" Such an idiotic sentence came straight from Wang Qibu's mouth.

"You help me?" Yue Xiaochen sneered, and then said, "You'd better think about how to help yourself. The forty Russian bears outside with live ammunition and not having high waists exploded grenades will not give you a chance to negotiate prices. God knows what kind of interests have already caused the senior management of the Tomahawk to give the death order. If you don't die, they will die."
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