There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 165 Yan Han (third update)

I want to practice the strongest sword in the world.

When Shang Jiuge said this sentence, Xue Ling subconsciously thought of Fang Bie.

Then subconsciously smiled bitterly.

If they really practiced swords together every day, it would probably be a fun scene.

Of course - Fang Bie might not practice with Shang Jiuge.

After all, he was so afraid of death.

"I see." Xue Ling said.

She listened to the ideas of two people.

At this moment, Xue Ling was finally sure that these two people were serious.

And I really don't have the means to persuade the other party.

In this case, we can only move forward.

"Then let's go." Xue Ling said: "You are not ordinary people, I will take you to meet the person you want to meet, but I don't have a definite answer about the result."

Xue Ling planned to take them back to meet Fang Bie first.

Anyway, there is always a way.

Xue Ling is really super confident about Fang Bie.

"Okay." Sheng Junqian nodded: "But we've been walking for so long, why haven't we arrived yet?"

"And the Silver Bee Assassin you mentioned hasn't come yet? What's going on?"

"It's a good thing not to come." Xue Ling replied quietly.

And at this moment, a cold sentence drifted down from under the moonlit night.

"Of course it's a good thing not to come, don't you think?"

The three of them looked forward at the same time, and a man in black silently stopped in front of the three of them on the empty streets of Los Angeles.

The moonlight is like water on the street.

He is tall, wearing black tights, masked, long black hair tied into a ponytail behind his head, the whole person looks very neat, especially his legs are particularly long.

He is wearing a pair of black boots.

Even in the summer, he wears these high-top black boots that look thick.

"May I ask who you are?" Xue Ling asked in front of her.

"Yan Han." The man quietly stood in front of the three people and said, he slightly twisted his neck, looked at the three people: "Shang Jiuge?"

"Sheng Junqian?"

"And Lin Xue?"

He first reported his family name and said his name, then looked at the three people, one by one as if checking a list, and read out the names of the three of them.

Xue Ling's body tensed up instantly.

"Are you the silver bee who came to assassinate?"

Sheng Junqian was still vaguely complaining about why there was no silver bee, but now he couldn't help pressing the handle of the knife with one hand.

Shang Jiuge sighed. In fact, she always carried a Rolex in her hand. Due to various reasons, after Xue Ling lent it to Shang Jiuge during the day, Shang Jiuge never had a chance to return it to her.

Of course, for Xue Ling now, Rolex is no longer her most powerful secret weapon.

Now Xue Ling, her body is the strongest weapon.

"I'm sorry, it's not." Yan Han said with a cold smile, while staring at Xue Ling closely: "Are you the iron bee of this city?"

"I don't know when a bee wing can interfere with the mission of other bee needles."

"Or?" Yan Han said with a cold and sarcastic tone, "Is this what He Ping meant?"

He directly and unabashedly said He Ping's name, which made Xue Ling's heart tighten.

"Aren't you Silver Bee?" Xue Ling asked.

"Of course I'm not Silver Bee." Yan Han smiled, he stretched out a hand, and at the same time as he spread his five fingers, a small golden shield-shaped token slipped from his palm, and then swayed from side to side.

The token seems to be made of pure gold, shimmering under the moonlight, and a bee is engraved on it, which looks lifelike, but only the sharp bee needle is particularly conspicuous, with a cold light.

While the Golden Bee's token was waving at his fingertips, Yan Han looked at Xue Ling and continued to speak calmly but full of oppression.

"Yan Han, the bee needle of one of the seven groups of golden bee assassins in the hive."

"Received a mission to take Shang Jiuge's head."

"Little Lin Xue, if you still want to survive, help me kill the two people behind you, and I will give you unexpected rewards and rewards."

Xue Ling tightened her lips.

She never expected that the one who came was not Silver Bee.

It is the golden bee whose hive is almost close to the highest combat power.

Even if Xue Ling doesn't know enough about the structure of the hive, Xue Ling still knows what the golden bee means to the hive.

"You didn't come here just for Shang Jiuge, did you?" Xue Ling asked.

Yan Han lowered his head and smiled: "You are quite smart, little girl."

"A mere Shang Jiuge is certainly not worth our running over."

"It's just that of the three groups of silver bees that were sent out before, one group was solved by you, and the other two groups lost contact. We had no choice but to take action."

"I gave you three times to think, did I decide to die with those friends you only knew for one night?"

"Still follow us to survive?"

"This is because we are all assassins of the hive and share the same spirit, so we give you some preferential treatment."

His voice was cold and majestic, with the oppression of the superior, it seemed that killing Xue Ling and the other three in an instant was a matter of no effort at all.

Of course, out of benevolent considerations, he said these words to Xue Ling, wanting to spare Xue Ling's life.

"three."

"Three the size of your grandma!" Yan Han only counted out one number, and Sheng Junqian had already pulled out the black knife from his waist, and drew it forward.

Xue Ling watched Sheng Junqian pass in front of her, and before she could even make a sound to stop, Sheng Junqian had already rushed over.

The black knife drew an arc, and at that moment, the moonlight shone, and the light of the knife was like snow.

Sheng Junqian was able to rank at the bottom of the Jianghu ranking list. In addition to his good background and great reputation in the Jianghu list, the more important thing is of course that he has real talents and practical learning. , you can enter the first-rank master realm.

Except for meeting Hei Wu during the day and being humiliated by Hei Wu slashing his neck with a knife, Sheng Junqian has never suffered any setbacks.

Yan Han lowered his head and laughed lightly.

He tapped his toes lightly, and his whole body flitted backwards like a ghost, out of the range of Sheng Junqian's inevitable strike, and then kicked out in the air.

This kick pierced the night sky, and with a hissing sound piercing the air like an arrow, he headed towards Sheng Junqian.

Sheng Junqian raised the knife to block, but felt a strong force hitting the knife, making him take three steps back.

"This is?" Sheng Junqian said in disbelief.

He had heard of Saber Qi Palm Wind, but he had never seen someone who was able to make such a sharp attack through the air with just a single kick of the whip.

"This is the way to send you on your way." Yan Han sneered, and at the same time stepped forward quickly, kicking Sheng Junqian's head.

The sound of the wind splits like a torn silk.

Sheng Junqian raised his knife and blocked it again.

The opponent's pair of black boots was kicking the blade of Sheng Junqian's black knife.

The black boots were unscathed.

Sheng Junqian flew backwards and didn't stop until ten feet away.

Then leaning on the knife, he knelt on the ground and vomited blood.

Yan Han glanced coldly at Xue Ling and Shang Jiuge: "Who is next?"

(End of this chapter)