"Ah...killing people...click~"

The bikini beauty's exclamation didn't even have time to finish. Along with a blood arrow, two bright red finger marks were left on her white neck. Her delicate body swayed several times in the wind before it hit the ground heavily.

"Run!"

"This is a murderer..."

"You bastard, die... Pah!"

The strong man covered Yan Yu's hand and knelt on his knees with a pop. Blood was like a faucet that was opened, hissing and splashing out along the cut artery, making the light even more blurry.

The assassin's deadly talent is constantly triggered.

However, with Yan Yu's current physical constitution of 7 points, even if these people were given time to defend, they would not be able to withstand Yan Yu's punch.

To him, these people are no different from sandbags. The only difference is that they are 50% stronger or 70% stronger.

"boom!"

Dragging a person by his hair for several meters, he suddenly threw him down on the ground. With a loud crack, his neck immediately twisted into a weird angle, his eyes stared blankly at the night sky.

"Don't run..."

When Yan Yu saw this guy getting into the car, he was about to run away. When he took half a step forward, his muscles instantly condensed and his blood started to surge rapidly, like a sports car with full power.

Boom!

The road surface exploded with cracks like a spider web, and a black shadow blending into the night suddenly shot out, covering up the light for only a moment, and teleported next to the man the next moment.

Bah...

The soles of his shoes rubbed against the ground, and he was kicked into the air. The engine buzzed and roared, and he jumped forward helplessly for several meters before falling to the ground with a thud.

"Don't, don't come over...ah."

The young man rolled around on the ground like a mouse after encountering a cat, shivering and crawling back, shouting in a hissing voice: "Who are you? Why are you killing us? No...don't kill me...uh~"

Before he finished speaking, Yan Yu cut his neck with a palm, knocked him unconscious, and quickly left here carrying the young man's thin body like a dead dog.

"Fifty-seven seconds. Two hundred cuts."

Knocking on the frame of the mirror, Yan Yu raised his head and glanced in his direction: "We've caught him. Now you can contact Mr. Milo, the mastermind behind it. He should be impatient."

"OK."

Jack put away his expression of amazement and still couldn't help but praise: "The action just now was so great, it was like a movie, wow~ it flowed smoothly, wow~ it was a perfect piece of art... How did you practice it?"

Click, click...

Under Jack's gaze with twitching face, Yan Yu simply crushed Nathan's hand and foot joints with his feet, slapped him with half of his good teeth, and knocked him unconscious again.

Throwing it on the motorcycle, Yan Yu waited for Jack to run down, and the two of them quickly disappeared on the bike.

Huhu...

In the strong wind, Yan Yu slowed down silently, took out Nathan's mobile phone, found the note name mentioned in the forum post, dialed the number and put it to his ear, listening to the beeping sound.

Click~

pass.

"Nathan..."

When Milo saw this familiar number, his gloomy expression suddenly became much better. He gestured to his secretary to continue the arrangements, got up and left the basement.

Yan Yu whispered: "I'm not Nathan, guess who I am?"

A brief moment of confusion, a few seconds of panic.

Milo reacted quickly and ran towards the basement: "Are you... Yan?"

"Uh...ah...no, please...ah..."

Yan Yu slowed down, grabbed Nathan's hair, and got off the car while he screamed shrilly. The severe pain in his scalp forced him to keep struggling, but the broken hands and feet made the pain even more exciting. He almost went crazy.

.

"Fake@!YR!...ah!"

Milo's face was gloomy and ferocious. His son Nathan's screams almost caused his skull to explode. He subconsciously stepped on the air and rolled down the stairs in embarrassment.

He refused the secretary's help, ignored the bleeding forehead, wiped the blood randomly, and desperately signaled to the secretary to check the signal source of the mobile phone.

Taking a deep breath, Milo suppressed his explosive rage and yelled with a trembling voice: "You bastard, you damn piece of shit... what on earth do you want to do?"

"You're in a hurry, you're in a hurry~"

Yan Yu pressed the speakerphone, handed the phone to Jack, lifted Nathan and threw him on the chair, pulled out his belt and tied him up. Amidst Nathan's desperate screams and calls for help, he said lightly: "Isn't it very difficult?

surprise?

I actually know your identity, and I also know that you have a son, and I also found him... Tsk, your genes are very strong, and he looks a lot like you."

"Uh...Dad, save me...save me, he wants to kill...uh huh..."

Nathan felt the coldness from the metal in horror, and tears burst out of his eyes uncontrollably, mixed with sweat and blood beads, leaving traces like oil paintings on his dirty face.

"What do you want to do? I..."

"Have you found out? Don't worry, I won't hang up."

Yan Yu interrupted his anger, wrapped Nathan's eyes and plugged his ears, and carefully wrapped a few wires on the ground around the legs of the chair to connect them with the previous arrangement.

Pa da~

With a snap of his fingers, Jack knowingly took out an ancient candy bar phone with a green screen.

After dialing the call, he entangled it with the cell phone he was talking on and threw it on the ground.

Yan Yu left here side by side with Jack: "Now you have fifteen minutes to save people. Come here in person and bring your chip. With his blood volume, he probably won't last long. Oh, by the way, remember to bring some money."

"Fake, you@!OI%..."

"Oh, dear Mr. Milo, you are so emotional, I'm afraid we can't communicate." Yan Yu squinted his eyes, took the recorder handed over by Jack, put it next to the microphone and played it, and Nathan's voice came from it at the right time.

Scream.

"OK, OK..."

Milo's forehead was throbbing with veins. At his secretary's signal, he quickly ran to the screen and gritted his teeth and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill Manli or Tina?"

Yan Yu shrugged: "It's free. If you can't find their address, I can provide it as a friendly gesture. I can also give you Tina's home phone number, which should make things easier for you."

After saying that, he held down the microphone, and Jack took the opportunity to start the car and quickly left the abandoned factory taking advantage of the night wind.

At this time, Yan Yu let go of the phone, lit a cigarette, and said vaguely: "By the way, Mr. Milo, have you found out where we are now? We don't have much time."

"You want chips? And money?"

Milo gritted his teeth and replied, holding down the microphone and telling his secretary: "They are in a factory in the suburbs. Let the people who are ambushing around Jack's house pass. They are closer and can catch these two bastards off guard."

When he let go of the phone, the second half of Yan Yu's sentence sounded: "...a lot of money."

"Too much."
Chapter completed!