The price depreciated by a million times at the beginning

He looked at Mu Sheng and the two in disbelief, and then at the crazy lion who died tragically.

Is this over?

Huajian Shrine, the top killer under the banner of Qianshou Guishi, that's it? ?

In the past, Chen Yifeng stayed in this place in Italy, cultivated a wave of his own power in Chinatown in Italy, and met many foreign powers and even Shashou.

No matter what he said, he is also a high-ranking Hujunjian, so it can be said that he is not well-informed.

For him, the prestige of Huajian Shrine is something that cannot be provoked at all, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the best Shashou organization in the entire Red Sun Kingdom.

The sand hands inside have a strange style, and it is very scary to be targeted by them.

Especially in the face of ancient weapons whose guns have failed, many thermal weapon defenses have become very fragile.

But today he was taught a lesson by Xu Zhengyang!

Only now did he understand what Xu Zhengyang said just now.

A sandman, the purpose is to kill the target, don't fix those bells and whistles.

The crazy lion was so arrogant that he walked over face to face.

Xu Zhengyang hit back at him in the simplest and most direct way.

There is only one small flaw!

one ear.

Gu Wu was really powerful, his arm was able to block bullets, but only a little ear was missing, and the moment his arm was moved away, his eyes were blown out.

Then the eggs, then, no more!

Crazy Lion didn't even touch Xu Zhengyang, so he paid with his life for his arrogance and stupidity.

Of course, the most important of these is the woman.

That Mu Sheng's marksmanship was mediocre, but the woman didn't shoot at all at first. She only fired one shot and hit the ear and the eye as well.

The god of marksmanship must be astonishing.

It's no wonder that Xu Zhengyang is so confident, it turns out that there is a sharpshooter by his side!

Chapter 253, I Didn't Say You Can Go

"Disgusting!"

After glancing at the mad lion's body, Xu Zhengyang looked at Chen Yifeng with a hint of teasing.

Chen Yifeng knew that Xu Zhengyang was showing off to him.

"I admit it, you're right!"

Chen Yifeng has this advantage, as long as he really admires him, he won't hold his own face.

"Just know it's right, let's go, go out to sea with us and feed the sharks."

Xu Zhengyang got up.

It was only after Chen Yifeng followed Xu Zhengyang that he realized how terrifying Xu Zhengyang was.

He even thought about what to do with the corpse.

I don't know when Xu Zhengyang rented a boat, Mu Sheng drove the boat over, and Xu Zhengyang dragged the crazy lion to the boat with his own hands.

Several people went out to sea in this large speedboat, during which several people even saw Xu Zhengyang dragging the body, but no one saw clearly what was going on.

It is estimated that in broad daylight, no one thought that someone would throw the corpse.

Xu Zhengyang said feed the sharks.

It's really feeding the sharks.

Feed it with a mad lion.

……

A hotel in Italy.

A pale middle-aged man was sitting on the sofa.

Sitting opposite him were four or five people, surrounded by a cloud of gloom.

One of them took a deep breath in annoyance, and said in red-Japanese Mandarin:

"I didn't expect this stupid Huaxia person to be so difficult to deal with! Qian Zhihe and Crazy Lion all failed!"

"It must be that there are some masters around him. This is caused by our previous investigation of intelligence."

The few people all looked regretful, Qian Zhihe and Crazy Lion had always been assassins trained by Hua before the construction, although their loss did not deal a major blow to the power of the shrine.

But if this reputation is spread, it will not be very good after all.

With so many assassin organizations in the country, their status may be affected.

"A mere Huaxia pig who dares to resist Huajian Shrine deserves death. Father, let me go, I will solve the matter very easily.

By the way, avenge Qian Zhihe. "

A young man in a silver suit sat on the sofa and put down the red wine. With a sneer in his eyes, he glanced at the old guys who were talking, and finally said to the middle-aged man.

At this time, the maid at the side came slowly and added a sip of red wine to everyone's wine glasses.

"No, let's prepare, go back to the country first, make arrangements, collect some intelligence, and it's not too late to take revenge.

This is no longer a simple task, but a grievance between us. "

The pale middle-aged man shook his head, picked up the red wine and took a sip.

This person is none other than the eighth apostle, Qianshou Guishi.

Someone on the side urged:

"Why don't you give the young ghost master a try. He has studied ghost art for many years, and his strength must have surpassed Qian Zhihe. We haven't seen the young ghost master show his skills yet."

The old man who spoke had a sinister look in his eyes.

But the young ghost master smiled and said: