In the assassination contest with the teacher who is known as the second seed of the Asian killer, Ye Wudao sat on a tree trunk biting a leaf that has not yet withered, playing with the precision shooting rifle PSG-1 produced by HK company in his hand, and keeping his eyes on the opposite path. This is the only way for that pervert. He can't believe that he can't win the game this time!
To tell the truth, this PSG-1, which is known as the most accurate semi-automatic rifle in the world, is really good. At a distance of 300 meters, it guarantees that all 50 bullets can be hit into the center of a baseball! But it is also the most expensive. The unit price is about $10,000, plus a two-year spare parts and after-sales service contract, which few people can afford.
Ye Wudao always likes shooting on the run, and his talent of moving sniper can make the abnormal teacher sigh! Of course, it's not that Ye Wudao's fixed-point shooting is not strong, but it's not too prominent in the eyes of the teacher. You know, he assassinated more than 100 well-protected politicians and tycoons, and so far there has been no record of missing!
Half a year? Or seven months? Or eight months?
It seems that he has been trained for some time, and he has never been so enriched. Although he has been on the verge of death several times, he really feels that his potential has been stimulated a little, and an unprecedented confidence in himself has slowly grown. It is a kind of confidence that does not need money to hide.
Suddenly a cold metal object stuck to his neck, Ye Wudao heart a tight, eyes suddenly changed, just like action.
"Under normal circumstances, you are dead, and today's game is over! I said that I will let you pass when I win one day! " At the same time, people have jumped and turned over between the trunks like apes, and they have gone in a flash.
"Monster among monsters!" Ye Wudao sighed, and there was no fluctuation in his increasingly calm and determined face, and he touched the place where he was wiped by a dagger. "The coming of death is really noble and mysterious. I, Ye Wudao, will be the messenger of this death in the future!"
"You know the falcon's approach, why do you pretend you don't know anything?" She shouted a little angry under the tree. Falcon is Ye Wudao's assassination skill teacher, the top killer in the top 20 in the world!
"That is the dignity of being a killer!" Ye Wudao lay on the tree trunk with leaves in his mouth and looked at the sky. He said lightly, "Failure is death!"
"Don't you think that extra pity is a fatal weakness? If you have already said goodbye to this world in reality, who are you to pity others? !" I don't know why she is extremely dissatisfied with Ye Wudao's behavior, which may endanger himself, and even angry!
"The game is a game, and reality is reality! I won't be confused. Compassion is a very extravagant treasure for me now, and I may never have it in my life! "
Ye Wudao sat up, looked at the cold-faced teacher below, threw away the leaves and raised a bright smile, saying, "Teacher, are you worried about me?"? Teacher-student love is very popular now, so don't have a psychological burden! "
She glared at Ye Wudao and turned to leave. Ye Wudao jumped like a cat and landed quietly. She hugged the soft and charming body and said, "Teacher, don't have psychological pressure when you are older than me. This is not good for everyone, and it will delay your youth and waste my time."
She suddenly found herself unable to break free as easily as she started. Ye Wudao's hands were no longer weak, and her height was three centimeters, which should soon reach one hundred and eighty centimeters. Compared with her 1.68 meters, she never gave in. For the first time, she couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration not only physically, but also mentally, she was a little submissive to the increasingly powerful Ye Wudao.
"Tell me, are you hiding most of your strength?" How to also can't get rid of her angry way, feel unhappy for Ye Wudao's cheating on her, rather than dissatisfied with his sex maniac behavior.
"As long as the teacher tells me your name, I will say it!" Ye Wudao's arms squeezed the unusually plump twin peaks intentionally or unintentionally, and her mouth exhaled in her ear. "It seems that the teacher said that as long as I beat you, you will commit suicide!"
"Who said anything about being fully committed! I just said I would tell you my name, so don't push your luck! " Being hugged by the opposite sex and the strange feeling in her ear made her feel at a loss.
"If you don't want it, don't want it. I don't like to be forced by others in Ye Wudao!" Ye Wudao actually took the initiative to let her go, and after a somersault jumped to the trunk, he said faintly, "As for my strength, I should still have a little gap with that hateful middle-aged man with green eyes, but it is only a matter of time before I surpass him!"
Ye Wudao disappeared in an instant, just like Taoist evasion and ninja invisibility.
Suddenly losing Ye Wudao's hug, she found herself a little disappointed, and Ye Wudao's words stunned her who had seen a lot of the world. She suddenly found that this young master seemed to be wearing countless masks, or frivolous like a prodigal son, and he could always grasp every opportunity to flirt with himself; Or crazy outlaws, if it weren't for the best medical equipment, the most profound course of Chinese medicine and the best Chinese medicine practitioners in the world, even if he had more lives, he would have wasted them under his desperate play; Or, like an injured child, the sadness and thoughts revealed in her eyes when she is silent and stunned occasionally can always touch her beloved heartstrings; Or, like a wise man beyond the age limit, his understanding of commercial finance and political intrigue makes the two stingy and praised old men always extremely proud in their spare time, praising him as an all-round leader in China in the future! It is said that it is only a few hundred years before I saw it. "The sage who manages the world, the lean man in troubled times"!
Middle-aged!
A cold in her heart, a mysterious figure like Chinese mythology!
A mysterious man who originally had the most unified spirit of China underworld emperor but voluntarily gave up!
Like Ye Wudao, they are the kind of people who constantly create miracles and surprise people!
It's still that antique study.
The old man, one of the four "dragon lords" of the China underworld leader Dragon Gang, leafed through the training achievements of Ye Wudao, and his eyes were amazed and admired.
"I have played against the young master, and I have impeccable performance in agility, physical fitness, will, speed, determination, instant strength and other aspects. The requirements of the dragon master and the members of the dragon group after a few months are really too low!"
An elegant middle-aged man, unlike human beings, has an intoxicating smile on his mouth, and his whole body can completely compete with the old man. What's even more frightening is that the king's spirit on him makes people involuntarily afraid. He is like a dragon flying for nine days, supreme and noble, inviolable!
"I didn't expect that there are people who are worthy of your shot, so it seems that there is no way to really have Jackie Chan's potential!" The old man smiled with relief.
"In two years at most, the young master can have his own world!"
The old man who was full of years smiled and wrote four magnificent characters on the rice paper: "Dragon dominates the world!" "