I'm not a theatre god

The twisted bullet casings clinked onto the ground from the surface of Nie Yu's skin, but the latter's body did not have any scars. The black luster was like steel at dusk, indestructible.

Iron suit.

At this moment, the eyes of the killers widened at the same time.

They have been fighting between blood and fire for so many years, and they have often participated in assassinations and firefights, but this is the first time they have seen a monster that can physically carry bullets.

They knew that Nie Yu was awesome, but the scene before them was beyond their understanding. It seemed that only Superman in the movie could do this.

Just when everyone was stunned, a flash of rage appeared in Nie Yu's eyes. He slowly stepped forward, and the pressure of the fifth-level Bingshen Dao burst out from the void wolf eyes, as if a huge mountain was pressing down on him in an instant. Everyone's heart.

Regardless of whether they took action or not, all the killers' hearts were beating wildly at this moment, as if their blood pumps were about to be squeezed, and their whole bodies couldn't help but tremble!

The next moment, Nie Yu's figure came to a killer who was still holding a gun.

The iron-like palms grabbed his throat, and the terrifying force lifted him up from the ground like a chicken. The killer's face instantly turned red. The pressure between life and death made him subconsciously raise the muzzle of the gun again, whimpering in pain. At the same time, he pulled the trigger on Nie Yu’s eyebrows!

Bang bang bang bang! !

Continuous gunfire sounded, and the killer emptied the entire magazine in panic, but as wisps of green smoke floated from the muzzle of the gun, several twisted bullet casings fell to the ground one after another. Nie Yu's eyebrows were smooth and flat, without even a trace of dent. No trace was left behind, and he looked at the killer with an even more serious look.

"Who gave you the courage to kill me?"

As Nie Yu finished speaking, the killer's neck was crushed by him. Scarlet blood splashed in the air, turning several killers around him into bloody men. They stood there dumbfounded.

This extremely shocking scene was something that even this group of battle-hardened killers couldn't accept. Several people who had originally planned to plot against Nie Yu felt a sense of absurdity. Did they actually want to kill such a monster just now? ?

In the depressing atmosphere, Nie Yu's eyes fell on the broken pieces of the killer that had just been crushed. A mobile phone with a bright screen attracted his attention.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and picked up the phone from the pool of blood.

"The reward has been modified?"

Nie Yu saw his wanted page at a glance, but Su Zhiwei's original wanted page disappeared without a trace. The most important thing is that the initiator of this post was none other than Vulture.

His face instantly became gloomy.

"Damn it!"

Nie Yu knew very well that there was no way the vulture could do such a thing. The only possibility for the reward to be tampered with was that the vulture had been killed. There were not many people who could find and kill the vulture, and the other party could also hack his phone and usurp it. The initiator of all this dark web account has been revealed.

Nie Yu originally thought that he was the only hunter, but now it seems that the man in brown clothes is also secretly hunting him! ?

The murderous intention in Nie Yu's heart became more and more fierce. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the museum in the distance, with a cold light shining in his eyes.

Since Chen Ling went to kill the vulture, it means that there is no one guarding the museum now. As long as they take action, Su Zhiwei will never be able to escape. Chen Ling stole his lair, and he destroyed it as a gift in return.

Thinking of this, Nie Yu's eyes fell on the many killers again, and he gently grasped the handle of the hunting knife behind his waist with his right hand.

An extremely thin invisible thread crossed the void. The next moment, the three killers who had also tried to kill him had a red line appear on their necks at the same time. Their head and body slowly slipped and separated, and the break was as smooth as a mirror.

They only felt an itch on their necks, and the scene in front of them spun upside down. The last scene they saw was their headless corpse still standing.

Nie Yu didn't even draw the knife, and the three killers automatically fell to the ground.

Sharp edge.

This weird scene was even more impactful than crushing the head with bare hands just now. The remaining eight killers were completely frightened. They wanted to escape but couldn't. Their feet were as heavy as lead.

Nie Yu slowly released the handle of the hunting knife from his waist, and his calm voice echoed in the wilderness:

"Do you want these 80 million?"

Everyone finally came to their senses. Although they also saw the reward, they did not attack Nie Yu just now, either because of timidity or self-awareness. This is also the reason why they are alive until now. After hearing this sentence , they immediately said tremblingly:

"no, do not want."

"Very good." Nie Yu said lightly, "Although the reward on the website has been cancelled, if you kill Su Zhiwei, I will still give you a reward. Is it eight million for Su Zhiwei's head? I still want to try Take my eighty million heads, it’s your choice.”

After saying that, Nie Yu carried the shotgun and walked straight towards the museum.

Many killers looked at each other on the spot, hesitated for half a second, and then quickly followed. The dim sunset sank at the end of the horizon. Under the deep blue night, a fierce alpha wolf led a pack of wolves, silently. Move closer to prey.

museum.

Second floor, embroidery room.

Beside the spacious floor-to-ceiling window, Yao Qing held an embroidery needle. In front of him was a two-meter-long spring scene in the south of the Yangtze River. Although it was not a finished product, as the slender embroidery needles continued to be inserted, more and more details were filled in it.

Xiao Chunping walked to him slowly, holding a cane in both hands, and quietly looked at the Jiangnan spring scene, with a hint of complexity flashing in her eyes.

"Grandma, what do you think of my embroidery?" Yao Qing raised her head and asked, seeming to be looking forward to it.

"As expected of my good grandson, his embroidery skills are getting better and better." Xiao Chunping smiled kindly and reached out to gently touch his head. "At least in terms of Chunjing, he is already proficient. Even grandma may not be able to compare with you. ”

"How can I compare with grandma?" Although Yao Qing said this, he was extremely happy in his heart. He scratched his head in embarrassment, "And I am only good at embroidering spring scenes. There are other scenes and figures. I can't even touch grandma with one finger." Nothing compares to it.”

"My dear grandson, why do you always only embroider one style of Jiangnan Spring Scenery?"

"Well, there's no reason. I just like it." Yao Qing tilted his head slightly and said softly, "I like this style, so I just want to make it the best."

Xiao Chunping looked at him deeply and sighed helplessly.

“It’s better to specialize in one style, and it will be easier for you to find your own path.”

Hearing this sentence, Yao Qing seemed to think of something. After hesitating for a moment, he still asked:

"Grandma, do you believe that there are people in this world who can gain superhuman strength because of their belief in something?"