Ye Junlang looked at the empty sleeves, and the gaze in his eyes became complicated.

"You don't have your right hand, but you still have your left hand!" Ye Junlang raised his eyes, staring at the one-armed man's gradually reddening eyes, his voice rang out, "What about your blood knife, as long as you hold your blood knife in your left hand, you will still be a blood slaughterer, and you will still be the murderous king who slashes strong enemies in the middle of talking and laughing!"

The one-armed man's left hand rests on the table, the bones of his fingers are almost twice as large as those of ordinary people, and the fingers are also very long, like a fan, so that the hand will be extremely stable whether it is holding a gun or a knife.

At this time, the fingers of this hand shrank one by one, and finally clenched into a fist, and the green tendons on the arm were exposed, like a dragon entrenched, extremely hideous, revealing a terrifying boundless power.

But in the end, the one-armed man's fist suddenly loosened, as if deflated, and he said, "Satan, you don't know, he's too strong! It's too terrifying! I couldn't fight back in that battle four years ago, he cut off my right arm, and wounded me badly." If it hadn't been for the sudden and monstrous fire at the last moment, he had to retreat, I would have died! He must have thought I was dead in the fire, but I escaped, and the fire burned half of my face and body. That's when I've been here. ”

"However, you are not alone, you are not alone, you still have me, and the satanic army behind me! He is the god of killing, and you are the king of killing! If you continue to cower here, then you will live in his shadow for the rest of your life, are you willing to live this kind of life?" Ye Junlang shouted angrily, he said, "If you don't rekindle your fighting spirit, how do you know that you are not his opponent in this life? A real strong man should die on the battlefield if he wants to die, not as a waste person who makes wine and sells wine!"

"Satan, if you still think of me as a friend, then don't talk about being a son of a bitch!" the one-armed man roared angrily.

Ye Junlang took a deep breath, calmed the emotions in his heart, stared at the one-armed man, and said slowly: "Okay, then I won't talk about it." I only have one word, when you hold the bloody knife again, come to me! I will always wait for you to return!"

A strange light flashed in the one-armed man's eyes, and the hot blood in his body that had been cooled for a long time was ready to move at this moment.

He didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

"Come, drink. ”

Ye Junlang picked up the wine glass and drank it all with the one-armed man.

"When did you come to New York?" asked the one-armed man.

"It's been less than a day. Ye Junlang replied.

"I heard the news of the Dark World the other day. The Night Organization, the Bounty Alliance, and the Assassination Alliance have jointly issued a hunt order for you and the Old One's Army. The one-armed man spoke, and then said, "There is a branch of the Assassination League in Manhattan, New York, and the person in charge is the master! You dare to come to New York, not afraid of death?"

"Master, just a lackey under the hands of the Killing God. Even if he knows I'm coming to New York?" Ye Junlang sneered.

"As far as I know, the Juggernaut has opened his second secret realm of power. The one-armed man stared at Ye Junlang and said, "And you, the last time you came to me, about a year ago, when you had reached the peak of the Extreme Force Mirror, why are you still at the peak of the Extreme Force Mirror?"

"Yes, I'm still suppressing, and I've been trying to wait for the right opportunity to break through. Ye Junlang said truthfully.

A hint of admiration flashed in the one-armed man's eyes, and he said slowly: "Among the legendary powerhouses of the dark world, as far as I know, there is only one person who has suppressed his own Extreme Mirror for more than a year and then broke through. ”

"Oh?" Ye Junlang looked at the one-armed man.

"The Night King!"

The one-armed man said in a deep voice.

Call!

Hearing these two words, Ye Junlang couldn't help but take a deep breath.

When Ye Junlang had not yet made a name for himself as "Satan" in the dark world, the Night King was already a giant in the dark world, and he was like an insurmountable mountain, suppressed in the hearts of all the strong people in the dark world.

No one knows how strong the Night King really is, and no one knows his strength realm, it is rumored that the Night King has broken through the ninth power secret realm, and his own strength has reached a whole new level.

However, these legends can no longer be confirmed.

Because over the years, the Night King seems to have disappeared out of thin air, and has begun to fade out of the dark world.

In their place are the rapidly rising Night King, the Dark Queen, the Killing God of the Assassination Alliance, the Shura Bishop of the Shura Temple, and the mysterious Alliance Master of the Bounty Alliance.

"A branch of the Assassination League is in New York, and you're hiding in New York. As the saying goes, the most dangerous places are often the safest places. Ye Junlang said.

"The God of Killing always thought I was dead. In fact, everyone in the dark world thinks I'm dead. "So I'm quiet here, and even the guests who come here for a drink don't know my true identity unless I have a few friends in the past." ”

"This branch of the Assassination Alliance is in New York, don't you have any ideas all along?" Ye Junlang squinted and asked.

The one-armed man drank another glass of wine, and then said: "This part of New York is an important stronghold of the Assassination Alliance, and in addition to the Juggernaut, there are at least three or so god-level killers who are secretly in charge. As for the rest of the killers, they are even more numerous. How easy is it to break into this branch of the Assassination Alliance?"

"So although you have been living here all these years, in fact, you are also secretly investigating and grasping the news of the assassination of this branch of the Alliance, right?" Ye Junlang asked.

The one-armed man was silent.

Sometimes, silence is also a way of default.

Seeing the one-armed man's reaction, Ye Junlang was also relieved, because he knew that the murderous king who had once dominated the dark world was not dead, and there was still blood in his body, but this blood had been dormant all these years, and he was only looking forward to a complete outbreak one day!

A legendary powerhouse should not grow old silently like a wasted person and wait for death silently.

You should kill a strong enemy on the battlefield and die without regret!

"What is your mission in New York this time?" asked the one-armed man.

Ye Junlang shook his head and said, "I can't talk about the task. Coming to New York is to fulfill a promise to find a beautiful woman. But in the middle of it, a funny thing happened, several mysterious assassins infiltrated the hotel where I was and the beautiful woman, trying to target the beautiful woman. These assassins were so clever and skilled that I couldn't find out who they were. In the battle, they left this thing behind. You help me take a look. ”

As he spoke, Ye Junlang flipped his right hand and put an item on the wine table.

It was a square meteor dart.