star lord returns

After watching the car leave, Nan Jing turned around and stopped an empty car, sat in the co-pilot seat, and said to the driver, "Stop at the intersection of the North District."

The driver was a middle-aged man. He glanced at Nan Jing unexpectedly while driving, and said, "Hey, you really don't look like someone who will go to the North District."

As we all know, the North District has the highest crime rate in the entire Criminal Paradise, where the poor gather. There, murder, robbery, rape, and all kinds of criminal activities that can be imagined are staged every day.

The rich people dislike the people from the North District very much, thinking that they have corrupted the atmosphere of the entire planet Anta, and regard those people as moths and scum of the Galactic Empire, and even ridiculed the residents of the North District as "reserve troops of the Imperial Prison".

It can be seen how chaotic and bad the situation in the North District is.

Nan Jing took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it between his lips and grinded it with his teeth, but did not light it.

"The North District is messy enough." He replied vaguely.

The driver didn't ask any more questions. When he was nearly 500 meters away from the intersection of the North District, he landed the car from the air and parked it in the middle of the road.

"I think you can understand my approach."

The driver politely asked Nan Jing to get off the car: "I don't want to be surrounded and robbed by a group of lunatics, and it's not far from the front."

Nan Jing paid the money with the terminal, rushed up and down the car noncommittally, and then saw the driver run away.

Looking forward, the roads in the North District are obviously not as good as any other east. They have been in disrepair for a long time, and there are many bumps and depressions on the ground, and there are many cracks.

The surrounding houses are also very close to each other, and most of them are bungalows built with simple materials, and most of them are temporary housing.

The garbage was placed in the open air, and a few homeless men with shabby clothes and dirty hair were sleeping beside the garbage dump. In this environment, they could still sleep with relish.

Nan Jing paused for a moment, then seemed to make up his mind, and walked in along the central street of the North District.

Landis followed Nanjing unhurriedly not far away.

Almost at the same time when Nan Jing brought him here, he already had a tacit understanding of the other party's plan.

This is a burial place that Nanjing chose for the two assassins, because only by killing people in this kind of place can it be easier to minimize the exposure—on the way into the core area of ​​the North District, Landis has seen corpses lying in a pool of blood on the side of the road more than once.

To be honest, if the timing wasn't right, Landis would have made a good inspection of the situation here, and then went to the executive capital of planet Anta to kick the restaurant hard.

Nanjing walks closer to the end of Central Street.

The bungalows and surrounding trees gave some people good cover.

Landis used the terminal to communicate with his hidden guards.

"How's the situation?" Landis asked.

The dark guard replied quickly: "The positions of two stalkers have been located, one of them is 50 degrees southwest of 36 meters away from the protection target, and the other has stopped on a tree outside the northern area. Our people Watching him."

Landis said: "Listen to my order, be sure to kill him with one blow, be safe, and don't let him send out any signals."

"Yes!"

After the concise conversation ended, Landis could see from a distance that Nan Jing, who was walking alone in front of him, was surrounded by a group of people who appeared from nowhere.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Nan Jing looked at the leader without changing his face.

They are standard street gangsters who are used to fighting by any means. It is normal to hijack outsiders or fat sheep who look like oil and water, especially rich people like Nan Jing, who look like they have red faces and white teeth.

"Brothers, if you understand the rules, you should consciously get everything out, otherwise you guys will be rude." The leader said darkly.

Nan Jing put his hands in his trouser pockets, looking not very serious, squinting his eyes and asked: "Who is your boss, who dares to stop me even if he is blind?"

The reason why the people in the North District dare to be so arrogant is of course inseparable from the support of great forces behind them, some of them are the black forces of the Dark King Yu, and some are people who are respected by Minglun Fang.

Asking this question, Nan Jing is trying to avoid accidentally killing his own people.

The leader was amused by Nan Jing's aggressive tone, and he sneered and said, "Everyone in Hunbei District knows that Master Feng is behind my lone wolf, what kind of savage are you? Your tone is not small."

Nan Jing is here today to find someone to fight, the harder and more chaotic the fight, the better for him.

"What kind of savage is Master Feng? I've never heard of it. Could it be that you cowards under him want to dominate the North District?"

With Nan Jing's words, the hatred was stabilized with a gun and a stick. After the other party cursed, they immediately started fighting with Nan Jing without saying a word.

There were not many people on the street at six o'clock in the morning, but after a few sounds of swinging sticks and smashing things mixed with shouting and cursing came out, someone immediately opened the window to watch the commotion.

Nan Jing is one against ten, and the other party is also a person with a black gun, so naturally he will not be too relaxed.

However, the ones trained in the wolf's den are still different. In Nan Jing's eyes, their movements are like replays in slow motion, and there is not much to pay attention to at all.

A stick mixed with strong ancient force, hit Nan Jing on the head, Nan Jing easily dodged in the short body, then turned around and kicked the sneak attacker behind him.

At the same time, Nan Jing drew a knife from his waist, and rushed towards him at a speed that was difficult for the opponent's naked eyes to catch.

With a single cut, the blood of a subordinate's main artery spurted out like a fountain.

"what--!"

"Killed!"

"Come on, someone has come to the North District to make trouble!"

As a gangster in the North District was easily killed by Nan Jing, other gangsters, including a group of people who watched the fun, couldn't be too calm.

The peaceful North District boiled up in an instant, and there was a lot of noise. Many people rushed over after hearing the news, holding various weapons in their hands, and even many people who were not under the jurisdiction of Master Feng also heard the news Here we come—I don’t know what the situation is like, maybe I can catch a leak!

"Damn it, he's the Dark King's man!"

"Ge Laozi, why are you here to join in the fun?"

"Feng Yi is such an idiot, his lackeys are so good at pretending to be aggressive, beat them to death!"

"..."

Taking advantage of the melee of nearly a hundred people, Nan Jing quietly slipped away from the crowd and stood aside to watch the battle, hiding his achievements and fame, and at the same time silently gave 1 likes to the dark king who helped him behind the scenes.

Everyone was attracted by the chaos here. In another place 50 meters away, Landis came behind the assassin who was integrated with the tile roof like a ghost, and pressed his hand towards the terminal. In an instant, he was shot in the head.

The gunshot was easily covered by the sound of the melee area.

At the same time, the news from the dark guard also came: "The mission is completed."

Landis raised the corners of his lips, tore off the silver mask on the corpse's face, and threw it under the room, then took off the terminal on the assassin's wrist, and checked it at any time.

There are many things worth studying in there, but for the time being, Landis only checked briefly to see if there was any information that was harmful to Nanjing, and then ended the operation.

The assassin's body was ruthlessly thrown into the center of the melee.

No one found out when there was an extra corpse, and no one knew which gang this corpse belonged to.

"Honey, we fit together perfectly."

Nan Jing looked down at the message from Landis, bent his lips and smiled, tightened his windbreaker, and left the North District at a faster pace.

Frankly speaking, the current Nanjing even walks with wind.

Just imagine, when a person has lived in a cage for so many years under the surveillance that follows him everywhere, one day, that cage is suddenly broken from the outside, and he has gained a certain degree of freedom, what a shocking thing it would be People are excited about things.

Under normal circumstances, Bing Qingyu would not care who he was in contact with, what he did, and would not easily locate him.

All the surveillance was done by two assassins.

Whenever they find something abnormal, they will take the initiative to report to Bing Qingyu.

And now, the two assassins have all been replaced by Landis's people, which means that from now on, Nan Jing's self-space has been greatly expanded.

It's exciting.

"Honey, so from now on, can we chat and meet wantonly?"

Landis soon couldn't hold back and sent a message to Nan Jing.

Nan Jing originally didn't want to drag Landis into the water only at this time, but when he saw his message, he thought for a moment, then hooked the corners of his lips, and replied: "Would you like to see the wheel of life and death with me?" ?”

As a signed player who has fought black boxing in Minglun for five years and won the annual championship for three consecutive years, almost everyone here does not know Nanjing.

But Nam Kyung does not show his true colors. He always wears a very representative mask—a golden border around the outside and black inside. The whole mask presents a centrally symmetrical feather shape, which can Showing a high nose and rosy lips.