Chapter 2276: guess

The assassin dismissed it, his cold eyes passed over Boss Rennes, and cast my face.
I held the flying knife, stood frozen in place, and looked straight at him.
His eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person, and my eyes...Sorry, I can't see my eyes without a mirror.
Ten seconds passed...
Half a minute passed...
One minute passed...
Three minutes passed...
Finally, the assassin couldn't help it, and said suspiciously: "You... why haven't you died?"
I looked confused: "Why should I die?"
"You were hit by my throwing knife, and there is poison on the throwing knife... Could it be that your left arm and right leg are all prosthetic?" He said in shock.
"Have you seen such a lifelike prosthesis?"
With that said, I lifted my leg, shook my arm, and made a difficult Thomas spin.
However, just as soon as I converged, a silver light flashed past and pierced my throat.
Walking with the silver light, there is another group of dark shadows, and walking with the dark shadows is another group of dark shadows.
Boss Rennes is like a bone-to-needle, firmly locked the assassin's figure, and is ready to strike back with a knife anytime and anywhere.
"Stop!" I shouted.
Boss Renne had a stature, his feet were wrong, and he stopped abruptly, but the assassin turned a deaf ear and waved his dagger, ready to give me a gorgeous cut of his throat.
I admit that the speed is not as fast as him, but don't underestimate my agility, anyway, it also reached the score B.
Some people may be curious, what is the agility value of score B?
Let's put it this way, within ten meters, you can dodge rifle bullets without injury.
With this level of agility, are you afraid that a small dagger will fail?
I sneered and hid sideways.
I only felt cold at the neck, and then, the tingling sensation spread quickly to half of the neck.
I stretched out my hand and put it in front of my eyes, and I saw that the inside of the meteorite iron guard was covered with red liquid, like the juice of a rotten persimmon.
hiss!
I took a breath and was slightly surprised: This man is not only extremely fast, but also agile than me. Fortunately, Boss Rennes is here, otherwise he will definitely be unable to be kind.
The assassin stopped his figure, his eyes were still cold as ice when he looked at me, and the tone of his speech was also gloomy and uncomfortable: "I had a chance to escape before, this time, you will undoubtedly die."
"I know you want to kill me, but can you be professional? You only stabbed the skin and muscles, far away from the carotid artery, how could you die?" Having said that, I sneered: "If I were you, for sure Don’t talk nonsense here, if you have time, it’s better to make more money."
Listening to my relaxed tone, the assassin finally panicked: "Why can you still speak? Why are you still not dead?"
"Hey, hey, the curse is also a bit limited, okay? Your tone bothers me, I always feel like a boudoir I've abandoned resenting a man, but I am obviously heterosexual and have no interest in homosexual love."
However, after I said so much, the assassin didn’t seem to hear a word. He squinted his eyes and stared at me like a fox. At the same time, the dagger in his hand was clenched again and his legs bent, ready to come again. one strike.
Turning my head, I asked Rennes boss in a low voice: "Can you persuade you to surrender?"
Boss Ren shook his head: "He is a very principled assassin. Once he takes over the task, he must complete it and he will never die."
I can't help but regret.
Although I admire capable people, I don't like capable people as enemies. Since I can't persuade them to surrender, then leave a whole body and bury it well.
Taking a deep breath, suppressing the complex mood, I shouted to the assassin a few steps away: "You are a capable person, and you can predict what will happen next. I will give you a chance, do you want?"
"what chance?"
"Chance to survive," I said with good indulgence: "A capable assassin like you, it would be a pity if he died."
"Since it's a pity, why don't you give me your life, I don't have to die."
"But I don't want to die either" shrugged, and I said: "How nice to live, to breathe fresh air, to enjoy food, to admire beautiful women, and to travel freely..."
"The assassin has no freedom, only missions. Since I was ordered to kill you, even if I die, I must drag you down!" He shouted sharply.
"Is there no way to get the best of both worlds?" I was embarrassed and couldn't bear to say: "I can survive, and you don't have to die."
"No" he said coldly: "The task I received is to kill you and your family!"
After a few seconds of silence, I waved my hand weakly: "Thanks for frankly...Boss Renne!"
"On" the thin figure stepped forward respectfully.
"Are you confident to catch alive?"
"No."
"Then... leave him a complete body."
"Yes!"
After speaking, his figure was blurred, and Boss Renne turned into an afterimage and went straight to the assassin.
The assassin was shocked, with a knife to resist, but unexpectedly, what he encountered was a dagger wrapped in the power of fading.
Hearing a squeaking metal scream, the sharp knife was cut in half on the spot.
The short knife was scrapped, and the assassin suddenly lost his color, sprinted and rushed, trying to escape, the boss of Rennes was erratic, like a shadow.
He ran more than ten meters in one breath, but he still couldn't get rid of the opponent. The assassin was anxious, and returned with a few throwing knives.
Boss Renn was not a waiter. With a wave of his robe, he flicked off most of the flying knives, and the remaining few were flung away by him lightly.
The assassin wanted to throw another throwing knife, but saw Boss Wren stretched out his left hand and put it on his shoulder, and his right dagger was slashing and slashing. The speed was as fast as lightning, and even I couldn't catch it completely.
After he took the knife, he paused for a second, and blood like a fountain flew from all over the assassin's body.
With a puff, as if a torn sack fell to the ground, the assassin lay motionless on the ground and died in anger.
I stepped forward and said regretfully: "It's a pity that I didn't ask the mastermind."
"Yes, it's a pity" the boss of Renne said melancholy.
"Can you find any clues on the corpse?" I asked.
"He never brought foreign objects" Boss Renn said: "You can only find clues from his worth."
"How to find?" I curiously asked.
Holding his chin thinking for a moment, Boss Renne said with a dumb voice: "Among professional assassins, he ranks among the top ten. The price is expensive. It is not something ordinary people can hire. Therefore, ordinary guilds and organizations can be excluded."
"He has been wandering between Ai Rui City, York City, and Da Sai City. The location of the task is generally limited to these three places, but he did not hesitate to travel far this time, and came here to kill you from thousands of miles. For sure, hire him. People who have not only financial resources, but also power..."
My heart trembled, and my eyes grew cold: "Could the old duke sent him to assassinate me?"
"Why kill you? Is it just to restrict the development of Moonlight City, or to regain the manufacturing technology of the equipment enhancement machine?" The boss of Rennes shook his head: "Impossible, he will not do this, he knows very well that you are Master Dewey. Son, the elder of the tribe outside Moonlight City, he still holds the Destroyer Legion in his hand. Once you kill you, the Hefeng Continent will be chaotic. He can't bear the consequences."
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