C17 (1/2)

How strong was this assassin? He was definitely not worse than the assassin who killed himself in the forest.

However, under such extreme speed, he was unable to unleash his full strength. In a fight between experts, victory could be determined in an instant.

No matter how much he struggled, it was futile to step on the assassin's chest with one foot. Not only that, the assassin's chest was caved in. If it was an ordinary person, they would have died by now.

However, the assassin was strong, and was still lively. With the dense killing intent in his eyes, if looks could kill, Yan Yun would have died a million times over.

At this time, the bodyguards had also rushed over. They just assumed that the police had taken care of the assassins, so they were not surprised. At this moment, the bodyguards all looked at the killers on the ground with a playful look.

”If you kill me, my organization will not rest until you are dead.”

At this moment, the assassin still didn't surrender. He was still threatening Ye Xiao with his words.

This kind of threat was effective, because the bodyguards all revealed a look of fear. To ordinary people, hitmen organizations were indeed terrifying. They carried out their missions like death squads, and if this batch failed, the next batch would appear soon.

Moreover, the organizations' elites had been harmed, so at that time, there would definitely be even more powerful assassins coming for them. Unless his organization was destroyed, Yan Yun would never have peace.

Yan Yun did not reply. This level of threat was completely useless to him, he was too lazy to even talk to the assassin.

”What's your name?” Yan Yun looked at the young bodyguard beside him.

”Reporting to Young Master, my name is Zhao Jian, my grandfather is Old Master Mo's butler.” The young bodyguard stuck out his chest and quickly revealed his identity. Being questioned by the mysterious Young Master, he looked as excited as if he was a soldier receiving a general's review.

”Very good! Can you make small bombs? ” Yan Yun nodded his head in satisfaction, and took out the Desert Eagle's magazine.

”Yes.” The young bodyguard, Zhao Jian, replied excitedly. Since Young Master wanted to punish this killer, they were no longer afraid.

Moments later, Zhao Jian distributed the bullets to the other bodyguards. The bodyguards quickly opened the bullets and took out the gunpowder from inside. Then, they ripped off a piece of cloth from the assassin's body and tightly wrapped the gunpowder.

Yan Yun weighed the bomb in satisfaction. It did not have much destructive power, but it was enough.

Without waiting for his orders, a few of the bodyguards already understood. They volunteered to place the killer's four limbs on the ground and looked at Yan Yun with hope.

”What do you want?” A trace of fear appeared in the assassin's eyes.

”Nothing.” Yan Yun laughed, just now, this killer's words that insulted Mo Le made him feel extremely unhappy, so he decided to blow up his killer's lifeline …

”Young Master, let me do it. How can I trouble you to do this yourself?” Zhao Jian took the miniature bomb with a smile and took off the assassin's pants.

”Wow, she's so young and yet she says that there are so many girls in the world, bragging isn't such a way of bragging!”

Zhao Jian was all smiles as he tied the piece of cloth, which was wrapped tightly with explosives, onto the assassin's vitals.

The hitman wanted to cry, but no tears came out. The reason why he spoke to Mo Le like that was to lure Yan Yun out from the dark, it had nothing to do with bragging! The little thing below had always been his sore spot. This bodyguard didn't mean it was right, he actually picked someone else's scar.

Zhao Jian was holding a lighter in his hand. He did not start a fire a few times, but from his playful gaze, it was clear that he did it on purpose. The killer was sweating profusely as he looked at the lighter.

However, things did not turn out as he wished. In the end, the lighter was still on fire.

”No, no, whatever you want to ask me, I'll ask you.” The assassin's face was pale. The poison tooth had already been extracted. If he wanted to commit suicide, he could only use his Xuan Energy to burst his meridians and die. However, that kind of death was too painful and he did not have the courage to endure it.

”You really aren't a qualified killer. It's a pity that I'm too lazy to hear anything from you.”

Yan Yun looked at the assassin with disdain. There was always a difference between people, and even between assassins, there was still a difference. This assassin was obviously unqualified, although his strength was not bad, but his selfishness was too strong, and his desire too strong.

Bang!