Chapter 170 Under the pink neon sign that read "Regent Hotel", an indescribable black figure passed between the buildings.
The reason why it is indescribable is not because the shadow is too big or too small, but because its structure is incredible. It is big at the top and small at the bottom, as if two bamboo poles are supporting a big head.
"Asshole, how long are you going to hold on to my pigtails!?"
The man in black's eyes were almost on fire, not sure if it was because of humiliation or pain.
But Yin Xiu turned a blind eye and just sat on his shoulders, tightly strangling his neck with his braid and controlling him to fly up and down among high-rise buildings.
"Turn left! Go straight! Shift to second gear!"
Although the man below said he was angry, his life was in Yin Xiu's hands, so he naturally did not dare to violate it. He could only try his best to cooperate and look for opportunities to escape.
But the two together were too heavy after all. After just a few ups and downs, Yin Xiu found that she had been overtaken by others and fell into a moderate siege.
The men in black in front were already in position, ready to pounce on him at any moment.
"Okay, that's it for now, thank you!"
As soon as he pulled his braid, the man's face suddenly turned red and he had to stop. The cloth boots on his feet drew a long mark on the ground.
"you are welcome!"
The moment Yin Xiu jumped off the man in black, the other man's hand was already on the knife.
Just as he was about to turn around, he felt a chill on his neck. Then his perspective turned 180 degrees, from the front to the back, and he suddenly died.
Since just now, this is the third blood droplet he has killed.
For this reason, Yin Xiu also had several wounds on her body, including arrow wounds and knife wounds, some of which were deep enough to show bones.
[These guys are indeed better than those from mixed societies. 】
Their fist and kick skills are exactly the same, mainly grappling and poking the feet, and the locations they attack are mainly the Dantian, the heart, the meridians, and the spirit of heaven, which are the places where people's true energy gathers in Xuanmen.
They almost didn't waste any energy on other areas, and ran away as soon as they missed a hit. They never entangled. It was obvious that all of them were veterans who were well versed in assassination.
Yin Xiu turned around, and two iron ropes shot over with cold light, like two silver snakes.
Unable to escape, he reluctantly stood in the middle, letting the two iron ropes bring blood to his body. The wounds were cut straight from his waist to his back, and were nailed to the ground behind him.
Because of the severe pain, the corners of Yin Xiu's eyes almost cracked, veins popped up on her forehead, and her concentration became extremely concentrated.
There were two people following the iron rope, breaking through the wind and rain and spraying toward him. The one on the left was one step ahead of the one on the right, and the water splashing on the two people was already visible to the naked eye.
Yin Xiu shouted loudly, opened his mouth and swallowed a mouthful of cold rain, and his whole spirit was lifted.
Almost instantly, he took a step, and the sleeve of his right hand suddenly bulged, and then the sleeve suddenly tore apart and turned into pieces.
In his hand, a modified short-barreled submachine gun appeared with the barrel close to his arm.
The two men were shocked. Before they could react and change direction, Yin Xiu's wrist moved back and her finger lightly rested on the trigger.
A series of tongues of fire shot out, and the bodies of the two men trembled crazily in the air as the bullets were fired, and flowers of blood appeared.
When the gunfire in Yin Xiu's hand stopped, the two men in black had lost their vitality. They flew limply along the iron rope, passed by Yin Xiu's side, and hit the ground hard, making a tooth-ache-inducing sound of bones breaking. "You are a Taoist priest, and you actually use a musket?" Someone asked angrily in mid-air.
Yin Xiu grinned and smashed the submachine gun that had been loaded with bullets into the man's head. The man was so frightened that he changed his trajectory in a hurry and swung away again.
"How can you slay demons without using a gun?"
As soon as he finished speaking, another man in black came from behind Yin Xiu, holding two knives in his hands. The wind and rain swayed between the ups and downs, and the sharp knives made a loud sound as they broke through the wind.
"He is a master with a knife!"
Yin Xiu heard the sound and identified the position, took a step back, twisted her body, stretched out her left hand, and caught the opponent's knife forcefully.
The other hand turned into a knife and slashed at the man's wrist. The other person's wrist felt sore and the other sharp knife that was only an inch away from his chest was released immediately.
Yin Xiu took the knife that fell from the air, but instead of stabbing the man in front of him, he turned around.
As soon as he turned around, the man who had just asked him questions in the air had already hit him with a sword.
Yin Xiu did not dodge, and allowed the man to thrust the sword into her stomach, bringing up a bloody flower.
There was joy in the man's eyes, and just when he thought he had succeeded, he saw a glimmer of light in Yin Xiu's eyes, which was the joy that the prey had reached his mouth.
He suddenly felt uneasy, immediately moved his steps, abandoned his sword and ran away.
Yin Xiu didn't give him a chance to retreat. With a twist of his wrist, the sharp knife pierced the opponent's neck, and blood spurted out like a fountain.
Behind him, the sound of steam jets exploded, like a firecracker. The man who used the double swords just now wanted to escape! Yin Xiu didn't look back, and stretched out a hand to grab one of the steel ropes. His hand was wound back and forth in the air, and the steel rope was wrapped around the man's neck.
As the man pressed the jet device, his neck was instantly severed by the iron rope and became several distinct sections. His neck was stretched out in the air and he was dead.
call! Yin Xiu endured the severe pain and took a step back. A few injections of blood immediately spurted out from her stomach, staining the rain on the ground red.
After taking a deep breath, Yin Xiu slumped to the ground, unable to stand up even despite the rain. Her whole body was tired and cold.
At this point, all seven drops of blood had been poured into the cold rainy night of Hong Kong Island. The turbid rainwater poured in through the gaps in the gauze mask, making those already pale faces look more and more like white paper.
After sitting for a while, Yin Xiucai felt that some of his strength had recovered and finally stood up.
At this time, the wounds on his body had scabbed over. If it weren't for his strong recovery ability, he wouldn't have been able to withstand the sword just now.
"I really underestimated you, or I overestimated those bloody people. So many people came to arrest you, and you can still survive."
Yin Xiu looked up when she heard the voice and saw Li Chunyang standing in the rain without knowing it, with his muscular hands clasped in front of his chest.
As soon as the raindrops reached the top of his head, they were blown away by an invisible air. Centered on his body, a rainless zone instantly appeared within a few steps around him, as if the two of them were in different worlds.
Yin Xiu was not surprised when she saw him, but simply asked: "How did you get here? I don't think you are good at long-distance running?"
Li Chunyang grinned, showing a row of neat teeth, and pointed his thumb to the side, "I learned from you!"
At the corner of the street, I saw a camel panting heavily, leaning against the floor of a tenement building, twitching its hooves uneasily.
(End of this chapter)
