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Chu Ying¡¯s expression was shocked. A strong murderous intention emerged in his heart. If Duan Xiang had a shortcoming, even if all three of them died, it would not be enough to relieve Chu Ying.
At this moment, Duan Xiang groaned, "I'm fine!"
Chu Ying was so determined that he grabbed the standing man's neck and pulled him back suddenly. The standing man could no longer stand still and bumped into Chu Ying's head.
"With your strength, if you are reincarnated in the next life, don't be a killer again, because you have insulted the profession of killer!" Chu Ying raised his knee and hit the man's abdomen. The strong force directly shattered the other person's internal organs. .
Before dying, this man didn't even have time to scream, and he died. Perhaps until he took his last breath, he didn't know how he died like this.
By killing this man, Chu Ying's whereabouts had been exposed, which was exactly what he needed, because the killer on his left had already stood up and threw the dagger he carried with him.
At such a close distance, a sniper rifle would not be of much use, otherwise Duan Xiang would not have been injured just now, but would have been killed directly. Therefore, this killer abandoned his gun and threw his dagger, not to kill the enemy, but to delay Chu Ying. The speed gives the standing person time to regroup.
But how did he know that the standing person had been killed by Chu Ying.
The moonlight was very good tonight. Under the reflection of the moonlight, Chu Ying saw a cold light running towards him quickly, and the target was his neck.
The speed and force were so fast that he couldn't help but feel pity in his heart.
With no time to think about it, Chu Ying saw the dagger flying towards him. Chu Ying opened his mouth to bite it, and suddenly felt a tearing pain at the corner of his mouth. It was obviously scratched by the dagger, but it was only a small wound on the skin and could not pose a threat to him.
Chu Ying suddenly stood up, took the dagger from his mouth and held it in his hand. He touched his mouth with his other hand and said coldly: "You are so bad at flying knives, you are the best!"
Before he finished speaking, he threw out the dagger in his hand, drew a perfect straight line in the air, and shot towards his opponent.
The swift speed exceeded the reaction speed of human brain nerves. Before the sneak attacker could dodge, he felt his throat tighten, and then blood spurted out from the wound made by the dagger. The man covered his neck with both hands and opened his mouth. He opened his mouth to say something, but his mouth was already filled with blood, and he couldn't even speak.
Chu Ying ignored the dead man who was gradually falling to the ground and dodged to the right.
The battle here is about to end, but it's not that Night Angel's killer is going to die, but Duan Xiang is retreating steadily under the opponent's attacks. At this moment, Duan Xiang has retreated to the edge of the rooftop, with nothing behind him. , falling from a height of 100 meters, it seems a bit unreasonable not to fall into a pulp.
"Want to help?" Chu Ying picked up a sniper rifle, skillfully opened the safety, inserted the bullet, and aimed at Night Angel's back.
"You rest first, I have a trick up my sleeve!" Duan Xiang still had time to talk at this time. It seemed that he still had a chance to turn defeat into victory.
Chu Ying¡¯s purpose this time was to train this kid, so naturally he would not take action in this situation.
"Night Angel" didn't need to look back, he knew that his two companions had been killed by Chu Ying, and the sniper rifle in Chu Ying's hand was a great threat to him. The only way to survive now was to jump off the building!
However, they did not expect that someone would kill here, so they did not prepare escape tools at all. From this, it can be seen that this Night Angel killer organization is not very professional.
Of course, it is also possible that the level of these killers is not high.
In the world of killers, there are also gradings, and the recognized grades from low to high are f, e, d, c, b, a, s, ss, sss, a total of nine levels. There is only one standard for classification. Then It's money.
Ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million, ten million, fifty million, one hundred million, one billion, five billion, ten billion, this is the minimum commission amount for the nine levels of killers to accept tasks, and the unit is naturally US dollars.
But each classification standard has its limitations and cannot be generalized.
"As for the three so-called B-level killers, let them perform assassination missions. According to their killer levels, the minimum commission the employer has to give each of them is 50 million U.S. dollars. For three people, it is 150 million U.S. dollars.
And with their abilities, spending even a dime seems like a waste, which is obviously inconsistent with this classification standard.
Of course, this is likely to be the internal division of the Night Angel Killer Organization. If it is also divided into nine levels, then the strength of the highest SSS level killer should reach the international standard S level.
With such a master in charge, it¡¯s no wonder that even the military has to pay attention to it.
You need to know??There are not many top killers in the world, especially SS-level and SSS-level S-level and above. There are even fewer. Chu Ying knows no more than ten people in total, and among these people, there is no one. When a person reaches SSS level, even he himself is still one level behind this level.
Of course, level is just a standard for commission amount and does not fully represent strength.
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The black muzzle of the sniper rifle in Chu Ying's hand was always aimed at the "Night Angel". In the presence of this threat, this man could not display half of his usual strength. From the beginning, he had the upper hand, to now he was defeated by Duan Xiang. Fighting under pressure, the situation is quite unfavorable for him.
"Night Angel" was blocking Duan Xiang's guerrilla attack while looking for a breakthrough. At this time, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a drainage pipe not far away from the corner of his eye.
With a thought in his heart, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, he punched away Duan Xiang, who was like a maggot attached to his bones. Duan Xiang retreated in the direction of Chu Ying's gun.
"Night Angel" saw that the black hole of the muzzle that was like a reminder was no longer in his sight. How could he miss this opportunity and rush towards the drainage pipe.
Chu Ying smiled coldly. The sniper rifle in his hand seemed to be made of paper. He tore it into pieces in an instant. He took a step forward and threw out the barrel.
"Night Angel" had already grabbed the drain pipe at this time. Facing the incoming gun barrel, he subconsciously bent his arms to block it.
Immediately afterwards, "Night Angel" screamed. It turned out that the barrel of the gun penetrated his raised arm, and one end of the gun pierced his chest, but it only pierced the skin and did not damage the internal organs and bones.
"The Night Angel has recorded this grudge, and he will repay it twice as much in the future!" The man's voice sounded like a ghost, and with a shower of blood, he grasped the drainage pipe with one arm and slid down.
"It seems that you are not qualified to hold grudges!" Chu Ying grabbed a handful of bullets in his hand, ran to the edge of the rooftop, aimed at the head of "Night Angel", and threw it out fiercely. This time he used his dark power, regardless of the The speed, accuracy, and power are all no less than the bullets fired from the barrel!
"Night Angel" had just slipped five meters, and there was no room to dodge around it. Faced with the bullets that were fired at rapid speed, a look of panic flashed in his eyes.
The bullet finally reached the top of his head, and his head was like tofu, pierced directly by the bullet!
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