Updated: 2013-07-24

This time, Jing Kongcang was completely uncalm, two consecutive attacks were ineffective, and he was kicked and injured twice. As the world's top killer, he was deeply ashamed of what he had just done.

Two seconds later, Yi Ling was satisfied to see the change in the expression on Ikong Cang's face: from a calm face to an indescribable extreme pain. The beads of sweat on his forehead continued to flow out, and the facial features on his face had begun to spasm, and they continued to twitch, and the expression on his face was extremely distorted, looking very much like a mad beast from a distance.

"Ah!!!h

It seems that this empty performance made Yi Qi extremely satisfied. Not only did his expression change now, but he also made a sound!

Throughout the 23rd century, except for the people who hired Jing Kongcang to kill people, few people have heard Jing Kongcang's voice, let alone the person Jing Kongcang wants to kill!

From the time I came here to the time when my kneecaps in both legs were kicked and shattered, less than five minutes passed!

It was in these five minutes that Jing Kongcang's worldview was completely subverted by Yi Ling. He originally thought that in the assassination world, he was a 'king'-like existence, an existence that no one could surpass. It wasn't until today that he knew that there were still people in this world who were so terrifying as divine beasts.

He regretted that he was not able to do enough to assassinate others without finding out the details. If he was given a chance to do it again, with his character, he would also take over this murderous mission, but before coming to Huaxi, he would definitely use all his available intelligence networks to investigate Yi Ling's bottom and find his weaknesses.

It's a pity that he didn't come at the right time, or that Sangjing didn't give him this task at the right time, or that he wasn't very lucky......

If he had come two days earlier, Yi Ling would still be living in the villa given to him by his father, with two helpless girls by his side, one of whom was still very weak, and lay in bed all day resting. At that time, he came, even if the mission failed, he would not have been defeated so badly, the kneecaps of both legs were kicked and shattered, which was something that no one wanted to bear and could not afford!

"Did Dugu let you come?! I'll give you one last chance, and if you don't say it, I'll make it worse for you to live than die...... If you want to continue to find a way to assassinate me, you can, but you may not be able to afford the consequences! ”

He was in pain, he was struggling, but he found that his struggle was so powerless, and now he seemed to have become an ant on the side of the road that could be pinched and trampled to death by others.

It's a feeling of disappointment.

Since the other party has such strength, it means that this task cannot be completed. Anyway, his legs and kneecaps were kicked and shattered, even if he was cured, there would always be sequelae, and it was not too possible to be a killer...... Besides, he didn't want to be a killer anymore, and there was already a shadow in his heart because of Yi Ling......

If you die, you will be liberated, and you will not see the time when your reputation plummets after death.

As a professional killer, there are definitely a lot of weapons on Jing Kongcang's body, and his movements when he takes out the weapon are so small that they are almost invisible, and the speed is so fast that they are extremely fast, and ordinary people don't want to see his movements when he holds the weapon.

Another dagger was taken out by Jing Kongcang, and if it fell into his hands anyway, he would die in the end, and he would die in his own hands. However, dying at the hands of his prey, this Nima is too embarrassed!

"Want to die?!" Yi Ling saw his thoughts and movements, stepped on Jing Kongcang's face again, and said to Jing Kongcang in a cold tone: "Before you made this move, I admired you for being a real man, even if one of your own legs and kneecaps was kicked and broken by me, your face did not show a painful expression, let alone fall to the ground and shout without regard for your image...... Even when your own legs and kneecaps were kicked and shattered, you didn't name the person who hired you to kill me. Maybe it's because you already know who I know who hired you to kill me. But I still respect you!

Dugu is it, isn't it?! I did have a holiday with him, and I was very happy with what he did. Ask the world's top killer to take my life, what a big gesture, this 'big gift' of his. Sooner or later, I'll give it back to him doubly. You, from the distant 'big' island country of Dongying, I also admire your courage. For so many years, you are the only one who wants to kill me. But your luck is really bad, and I caught you when I was in a bad mood...... If it were in normal times, I wouldn't have dealt such a heavy hand......"

Yi Ling paused, squatted down, and said, "You are a killer, the world's top killer, and the weapon in your hand should not be aimed at yourself, but at your enemy. I'll give you a chance now...... Take the dagger in your hand and stab me, if you can successfully kill me, it means that you have succeeded...... I suppose that with your ability to be a killer, it would be easy to get rid of my two friends......"

After speaking, Yi Ling stopped talking, and even closed his eyes. He did not do it blindly, not recklessly, and not impulsively. Closing his eyes can better allow him to sense the movement of the air around him, so that he can dodge the attack of the empty sky in the first place.

He believed that Ikong Cang would definitely attack him.

The knees of Inoku's legs kept giving instructions to his pain neurons, so that the sweat on his forehead never stopped secreting.

He had never seen an arrogant person, but he had never seen a person as arrogant as a young man who was less than ten years old and had great skills.

The human throat can be said to be the most vulnerable place in the human body. Jing Kongcang pointed the dagger that he was going to use to commit suicide at Yi Ling's throat and slashed at his throat at great speed......

Killing with one blow is still Jing Kongcang's favorite way to kill, although he has already stabbed the dagger, but he has a faint feeling that this assassination will still fail......

Even though Yi Ling's eyes were closed, the invisible pressure he brought to Jing Kongcang did not change, it was unimaginably large, as if a towering mountain was pressing on him, and he could feel that breathing became extremely difficult.

Wow~~~~~~

The sound of the dagger cutting through the air sounded in Yi Ling's ears again, and Yi Ling's nerves wanted to dodge this attack, but his body did not move at all......

Because his body sensed that this attack would not pose the slightest threat to him! Avoid?! It's just a waste!

Ikong Cang's worldview was once again subverted, and he could never have imagined that the result of stabbing someone else in the throat with all his strength would be - his dagger was bent!

This is simply something that you can't go into detail when you tell the ghosts! Maybe the ghost will look at you with disdain and spit after hearing this......

The tip of the dagger was still resting on Yi Ling's throat, but it was bent......

A faint smile appeared on Yi Ling's face, and he said softly, "Hehe, the well is empty...... I think you're really not suitable for being a murderer, although your strength is good, but the guy you use to kill people is inevitably not the same, right?! Perhaps, you should go to a vegetable market, find a pork seller, and borrow his knife to use it......"

The previous well was empty, and even after the kneecap was shattered, he could maintain a calm expression and a unchanged look, but this time, his shock was really too great to be overcome. His mouth was wide open, and his eyes were wide enough to get rid of the shackles of his sockets...... The muscles on his face twitched constantly, like a person with a cerebral thrombosis who happened to have another attack of epilepsy at the onset of the disease......

His weapons are all made by specialized people. His curved dagger, for example, is made of pure natural diamond. The cost alone cost Jing Kongcang millions of Dongying coins......

It's such a knife with a fork, but in Yi Ling's mouth, it has become a knife that is not even as good as the knife used to sell pork......

Jing Kongcang was twitching everywhere in his body now, and the expression on his face was exactly the kind that Yi Ling liked. The well is empty, and he is already crazy......

If Jing Kongcang could study the Chinese language more, he would definitely say three words to Yi Ling at this time: Special!