"Ha! Did you hear what this little bitch said? We all deserve to die? Hahahaha... Is she going to kill us?"
The fat man standing on the door laughed unbridled.
"She looks so good when she's angry! If I can conquer such a woman in bed, it would be such a sense of accomplishment!"
"Go away! It's me who wants to conquer her. What does it have to do with you?"
"Fuck! What do you mean it has nothing to do with me? I'm done with this woman today!"
"She's mine, and if you want to play with her, you have to come in line behind me!"
"I told you not to rob, everyone has a share, don't engage in internal strife!"
"..."
The dozen or so people behind the fat man actually started to argue at this time.
However!
Just as they were fighting over Mai's ownership, Mai suddenly disappeared.
The next second.
She appeared in front of the fat man who was standing on the door. With a short knife in her hand, she made a cut on the fat man's throat.
Before the fat man's wanton laughter stopped, he felt a pain in his throat, and then a column of blood spurted out.
The smile on the fat man's face stopped suddenly, and he quickly touched his neck with his hands.
Get some warmth!
Gooey warmth!
He knows it's in his blood!
He covered his neck with his hands, trying to stop the spurt of blood.
Unfortunately, no matter how hard he covered it, blood still flowed out from between his fingers.
"Bang!"
The fat man felt his body getting weaker and weaker. His legs could no longer support the weight of his body and he fell directly backward.
The moment he landed, his hands fell from his neck.
A pillar of blood rose into the sky, like a bloody fountain!
The dozen or so people behind were dumbfounded when they saw this scene.
They only knew that this woman was beautiful, but they didn't expect that she would be so ruthless.
Just in front of them, they killed their companions without anyone noticing.
Although the dead man was only a B-level killer, he could kill a B-level killer at such a fast speed. Even S-level and SS-level killers like them would not dare to be careless.
When Jia Xibei saw this scene, his eyes widened.
Is this the killing spirit that Master mentioned?
A disagreement can directly cost someone's life!
This is so cool!
"Meow!"
Cuihua was unhappy when she saw Mai taking action.
Guarding the safety of the villa, this glorious and sacred task, has always been responsible for it.
If someone comes to cause trouble, it must take action to solve it, but Mai takes the lead!
What does it mean?
Does she also want this glorious and sacred mission?
no!
This mission belongs to Ben Cuihua and cannot be snatched away by her!
"Meow!"
Cuihua roared at a dozen foreigners who were in shock.
At the same time, he arched his body and was about to attack them.
However!
Before it could take action, Su Ming's voice came from behind: "Cuihua, come here!"
"Meow!"
Cuihua put away her offensive, turned around and shouted to Su Ming.
"Leave these people to Xibei to practice. Just keep an eye on them and don't let them escape."
After Su Ming finished instructing Cuihua, he turned to Mai and said, "Ma Yi, please come back too."
"Yes, Master."
Mai responded, and her figure disappeared again.
The next second, she appeared next to Su Ming.
When Jia Xibei heard Su Ming say that these people asked him to practice, he looked at Su Ming in disbelief and asked, "Master, there are so many of them, can I do it alone?"
"Did you see what Mai did?"
Su Ming looked at Jia Xibei and said, "Just use the sword skills I taught you to chop them all down."
"But...but I don't have a knife?"
A look of embarrassment appeared on Jia Xibei's face.
When he was practicing his sword skills today, he found a random wooden stick to practice on.
Now if he is asked to chop people, does he still have to use a wooden stick to chop them?
Besides, can a stick kill someone?
"I have."
As Su Ming spoke, he took out the big knife from the storage ring with a thought and threw it towards Jia Xibei: "Take it! Don't let me down!"
"Yes, Master!"
Jia Xibei took the sword, and a chill instantly ran through his body.
at the same time.
He seemed to have changed into a different person, the expression on his face instantly turned cold, and a cold aura filled the air around him, enveloping his entire being.
"murderous look!"
Mai felt the change in Jia Xibei, and a look of surprise flashed across her pretty face.
Jia Xibei usually looks like the sunny boy next door, with a shy smile on his face.
But the moment he took the knife, he seemed to have turned into a murderous god, exuding cold murderous aura. Even she, a ninja, felt a dangerous aura.
Cuihua also narrowed her eyes and was a little shocked when she saw the changes in Jia Xibei before and after.
How can a weapon change people so much?
It's a pity that I haven't turned into a human form yet, otherwise I would have to pester my elder brother and ask him to get a weapon!
More than a dozen foreigners also felt the murderous aura in Jasibe, but they didn't take it to heart.
They are the killers of the dark night, and except for one B-level killer, the rest are S-level and SS-level killers.
Each of them has a lot of lives in their body, and they have accumulated a lot of murderous aura invisibly, so they don't pay much attention to this murderous aura.
"Pierre, go kill him!"
Among the crowd, someone gave instructions to the lowest-ranking B-level killer among them.
"okay!"
A man wearing a hat, only about 1.6 meters tall, jumped out.
He has a sinister appearance and a stooped body. At first glance, he is not a good person.
"Go to hell!"
Jia Xibei's voice was cold, and he rushed towards Pierre.
"Sa!"
Jasi Bei came to Pierre and slashed with his knife, bringing with it a sharp wind of the knife.
At some point, Pier had a dagger in his hand, and he quickly raised his hand to use the dagger to meet Jasibe's sword.
"Qiang!"
The broadsword and the dagger collided together, making a crisp sound.
Pierre watched helplessly as the dagger he was so proud of was split in half as if it were made of paper the moment it collided with the broadsword.
The blade of the broadsword did not stop because of this, but struck straight down.
"Uh-huh!"
The big knife struck Pierre's head, just like a kitchen knife cutting a watermelon, splitting Pierre's head in half.
During his entire life, Pierre never imagined that he would end his life in this way.
Not only him, but also the ten assassins from Dark Night behind him did not expect that the B-level killers they organized could be killed so easily!
Two B-level killers ended their lives at the hands of others, which was simply beyond their expectations...
