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Before the people who followed Ivan walked out of the building, they saw this scene through the glass door. The flesh and bones splashed all over the man's body, and a bright red blood flower bloomed, cruel and beautiful. .

"Old...Boss, is this the noble and young master you were talking about leaving home with a temper?" The little attendant looked pale and looked at his boss in a panic.

"Stupid, there are so many aristocratic enemies, and the younger generations of aristocrats have a temper and leave the house, and naturally the enemy will follow up and take revenge." The little boss held the doorknob with both hands, and said, bending down.

"Is that...Is this?" Bo Pang looked at his boss with suspicion, his expression clearly said that my young student, boss, don't lie to me, and the other follower's expression is similar.

The suspicious eyes of the two little brothers made the little boss as the boss panic.

'Pop'pop'

"It hurts." The two younger brothers whispered while rubbing their heads.

Faced with the little brother's doubts, as the little boss of the boss, he kindly rewarded his two little brothers' brain collapse as a symbol of friendship.

"Watch well, don't lose it." The little boss changed the subject wittily, and the three of them continued to lie on the edge of the glass door, watching what happened.

On the pedestrian street at this time, because of the death of a certain dragon, people all fled for fear of being affected. The streets that were crowded with people and smelled of love and sourness suddenly became deserted and wide.

With a muffled sound, the headless corpse fell, the wind blew, and some scraps of paper on the ground were rolled up, and the atmosphere was solemn and solemn, making people breathless.

"Chachacha, kid, you have your life and the hunter's license, I will accept it, and report to the hell after you die, so you can report the name of the uncle [Ye Xiao], Chachacha!!!" A voice , Coming from all directions, it is hard to tell the direction.

"On the roof of the third floor, at this moment, holding a sniper rifle, no one said that your laughter is ugly for the one lying on your stomach? By the way, the posture on your stomach is also ugly!" Helplessly vomit.

Such a posture corrupts the image of a killer.

"Puff!"

Ivan's spit, as well as the unpleasant laughter that stopped abruptly, and the joyful scene made many killers hiding in the dark couldn't help but laugh.

Usually they would be extremely cautious, but the goal in front of them didn't give them any sense of pressure at all. Perhaps it was to recognize Ivan as harmless to humans and animals, and these guys were unscrupulous.

This is the strange ability of the immortal human body. If the breath that appears on the body is not deliberately leaked, under normal circumstances, it will never make people hostile or attention.

After all, few people in this world would have a sense of vigilance against a drop of rain or a stone. Unless they are extremely sensitive and talented, or strong to a certain level, they can perceive Ivan's speciality.

If you take a closer look, I am afraid that you will get a cold sweat, like a character who blends into the space. If you think about it, you can understand that it is definitely not a simple character.

Obviously, the first batch of assassins were not strong men. They didn't notice why Ivan knew where the night owl was and what posture he was lying on.

Even before Ivan looked at the death of the person in front of him without changing his face, he was taken as a frightened fool by them.

Subconsciously thinking of Ivan as an ordinary person is a very fatal thing, but no one realizes that something is wrong, which is very strange.

"Little devil, go to hell." Ye Xiao lost his former calmness and pulled the trigger directly.

As a killer, he should have been hiding in the dark, like a snake hunting, until the target showed a flaw, and he would kill with one blow. Today, he completely lost his mind.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Two faint sounds came out, and the two bullets shot out of the ballistic trajectory. They arrived in front of Ivan in an instant, almost killing them.

"Hah!" Sparks flashed, pressing against Ivan's face, the two bullets collided together, turned into stray bullets, and ejected.

At the moment Ye Xiao made his move, another person did the same. He was not the only one who came here. The others were also staring at Ivan's head. The weaker wanted to get 10,000 gold coins, and the stronger ones. , The natural hope is to get one hundred thousand gold coins.

The second shot was naturally the group of people who hoped to get more money.

"Guru..."

The three people hiding behind and taking a sneak peek swallowed a mouthful of saliva. A bullet hole appeared in the glass above them, and a bullet dedicated to sniping was embedded in the wall. If they stood up just now, I am afraid that the bullet is embedded in their body.

"Boss, let's go or not, it's good to be an idol," the little attendant said.

At this moment, he is scared. The goal of the mission is not important anymore. Even if the mission is not completed, it does not matter if he has to endure the horror between life and death. Can open the door to a new world and break new ground.

"Yes, yes, boss, it's okay to be an idol." The fat man Bo Fat also nodded hurriedly.

"Yes... but I don't know how to dance as an idol." The little boss said desperately. An idol who can't dance is not a perfect idol.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the hotel was very serious, and the other two were also stunned. Just now they had been thinking about how to keep their lives. They forgot that they couldn't dance like the boss, and singing was unpleasant. How could it become? Quality idol?The three were silent for a long time without speaking.

"His life, our [Flamingo Hunting Regiment] reserve team, the eleventh team, don't want others to take it." Another yelled.

When this person spoke, the other assassins hiding in the dark were silent, seeming to be thinking about something.

The guys in the dark world know the background of some flamingo hunting groups. On the great waterway, the slave hunting group under a certain king, Qiwuhai, specializes in the dirty things of the population trade.

Although I did not expect such a group of people to appear here, but now I ran into it, I am afraid that even if I get 10,000 or 100,000 gold coins, there is no life flower. Thinking of this level, other people are extremely jealous, I don't know if it should be. Shot.

At this time, Ivan's life seemed to them like a piece of meat on the chopping board. All that was needed was to decide who would take the piece of meat. The powerful guy took the lead and announced the ownership.

"You guys seem to take yourself too seriously." Ivan grinned.

With one foot out, countless flames ignited all over his body. In the sun, it appeared pale white, beating slightly, and from a distance, the scorching heat completely distorted the surrounding air.

In an instant, all the assassins, including the three people in the hotel, were dumbfounded.

"It will be a disadvantage."

He stepped out again, and in an instant, a lot of flames ignited all around the pedestrian street. After a few seconds, they all went out. Only a pile of black and gray, as well as white or green cards were left on the scene.

"You can't dance, you can learn, the path of idols, but sweat and glory coexist. Come on." After leaving a message, Ivan left, leaving only the three people who were forced to build the restaurant.