Chapter 190: The Matter of the Killer

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Taking advantage of the gap between the two blades, Number Three's body suddenly jumped out. He was behind the woman as he turned around, and brought a powerful wind with his right hand to hit the woman's head in an instant, hoping to kill her with one move. other side.

This woman is obviously very experienced in melee combat, otherwise she wouldn't be able to hold on for so long in the hands of No. 3. When No. 3 suddenly moved behind her, the woman already felt something was wrong. She instinctively lowered her head and avoided No. 3's attack.

Then, her slender and beautiful legs kicked out in the next moment, bringing up a strong wind and hitting No. 3 in the lower abdomen.

No. 3 only felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, but he did not fall down. Instead, he took this opportunity to grab the slender white legs. No. 3 turned around and threw his hands, and the huge force shook the entire woman's body. He got out and dropped on the cold ground.

Then No. 3 approached the woman who fell on the ground step by step, with a cold and ruthless light shining in her bright eyes.

There is no distinction between men and women in this place. The winner lives and the loser dies. No. 3 has killed more than a dozen women since he was a child, so he is merciless when he strikes.

But No. 3 could clearly feel that the woman he threw to the ground was not seriously injured and was still capable of fighting him.

Just when No. 3 was approaching the woman and preparing to launch a fatal blow, and the woman lying on the ground was also preparing for a counterattack, something unexpected happened.

"Bang!" A bullet pierced the air and hit the head of No. 3 who was about to attack.

And No. 3 had an extraordinary sixth sense. The moment the bullet was shot, he felt the hair on his body suddenly rise.

No. 3's neck muscles suddenly tightened, and his head turned to one side in a strange way, avoiding the fast-moving bullets.

At the same time, the next moment, No. 3 turned around, quickly took out a pistol from his waist, and continuously fired wildly in the direction where the previous bullets were fired.

The branches and leaves were constantly broken off by bullets, and there was still a lot of bright red blood on the branches and leaves.

Suddenly, from another direction, a dark gun barrel was pointed at No. 3 from behind. No. 3 suddenly jumped to the side, and at the same time, a bullet whizzed past.

No. 3 then rolled on the ground, rolled behind the big tree and was within the attack range of the pistol, and pointed the pistol at the woman who originally fell on the ground.

Suddenly, the woman feinted a shot, and No. 3 immediately dodged behind the big tree. At this moment, the woman took the opportunity to jump back and withdraw from the fighting circle.

She glanced at No. 3 with cold eyes, and said in a tone as cold as ice: "No. 7."

Then he immediately walked away.

This is an unwritten rule in the world of killers and mercenaries. If you encounter a strong opponent and the winner cannot be determined for some reason, you should report your name in the hope that the opponent will find you again. , a solution to victory, defeat, life and death.

When No. 3 heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and he looked at the retreating figure of the woman codenamed No. 7 with a half-smile.

Although he knew that if he entangled this woman for a while longer, the winner would definitely be decided today, and he would definitely win, and she would definitely die.

However, in these more than ten minutes of fierce fighting, most of the physical strength that he was about to recover has been consumed. In addition, he still has old injuries. If he continues to fight, it is very likely that others will take advantage of him.

So he just looked at the woman's retreating back and said in the same cold tone: "No. 3."

The figure of woman No. 7 visibly paused, then moved through the bushes at a faster speed and disappeared.

After watching the woman leave, No. 3 quickly left the place.

It's no longer safe here. The faint smell of blood in the air will attract a lot of people. With No. 3's current physical condition, it's easy for him to capsize in the gutter.

"…………"

What's more, No. 3 already has several identity plates on his body and has accomplished most of his goals. There is no point in continuing to fight brutally. As long as you kill a few people on the way back, you can complete your goal.

Although whoever gets the most identity plates in the end will be given the highest points, will also receive the most attention and training within the entire organization, and will have a greater chance of climbing up in the "Black Dragon Group" in the future.

But deep down, No. 3 doesn't want to receive too much attention. He doesn't want everyone to focus on him. He is the kind of person who hides himself deeply.

No. 3 hid in the dense forest for two days. During this period, No. 3 kept hiding himself well and did not move frequently. Even so, in the past two days, No. 3 also killed several killer apprentices who discovered him.

Three days have passed, and the remaining people alive in the forest are slowly approaching the gathering point.

No. 3 sneaked cautiously. The closer he got to the final gathering point, the more corpses there were around him.

Everyone knew that other people would come here eventually, so many people sneaked to the gathering point to ambush and directly targeted those who came over.

Suddenly No. 3 stopped and stood in front of a large tree that was several feet thick, looking at the tree in front of him with a strange expression.

Standing in a conspicuous place without any defense and staying here for a long time. A very stupid move for a killer in the dark.

Of course, No. 3 would not make such a mistake so easily. The reason why he stopped was because there were things hanging on the trunk of the big tree that were not found on ordinary big trees.

On the trunk of this big tree, three killer apprentices who were tortured to death were hung. Their left and right hands were penetrated by daggers and nailed into a large glyph shape. They were hung on it, nailing them firmly to the trunk. Afterwards.

The murderer first used a dagger to cut off their tongues, and then used a dagger to cut off all their toes. The most terrifying thing was that when all this was done, the three killer apprentices were probably not dead yet.

But later, due to excessive bleeding, the wounds became infected and festered, and the three of them finally died on the trunk of this big tree.

Judging from the blood flowing from the wounds on their limbs, which had solidified into a purple-black solid, these three people had been dead for more than a day.

There were no clues or marks left near the three dead bodies, but if you think about it for a moment, anyone would understand that someone was killing a chicken to show the monkeys, and was trying to intimidate others not to pass by this way.

No. 3 looked at the painful expressions of the three people before they died for a while, then frowned slightly, a hint of murderous intent flashed through his cold eyes, and then walked forward expressionlessly.

Number Three does not think there is anything wrong with killing people, but torture them before killing them. This kind of morbid madness is something that Number Three will never agree with.

The killer only needs one knife to kill, and slowly and painfully tortures the person to death, which only shows that the person is not worthy of being called a human being.

Number Three secretly thought that if he could meet this person, he would kill him mercilessly.

But I don't know whether No. 3 was lucky or not. After that, he didn't meet anyone, except for the corpses all over the ground.

When they arrived at the gathering point, a large transport plane was waiting quietly here. No. 3 jumped directly onto the transport plane.

Four killer apprentices were already sitting inside. They exuded no less murderous intent than No. 3, and their clothes had been dyed red with blood. No. 3 was sitting opposite the four of them. No. 3 knew very well that the one who liked to torture people to death The perverted killer apprentice is among these four people.

But according to the rules, once the killer apprentice comes here and completes the trial objectives, there can be no more conflicts, let alone killing anyone.

The five people sat around quietly, no one spoke to each other, and there was an inexplicable atmosphere permeating the scene.

After waiting for a while, No. 3 was a little surprised to find that the woman from No. 7 was also here. When No. 7 boarded the transport plane, she obviously also noticed No. 3, but she just glanced at it lightly and did not do anything. No one did anything, but No. 3 also had a tacit understanding and said nothing.

After waiting for a while, the officer in charge of the transportation looked at his watch and said coldly: "If the time is up, the remaining ones who have not come will be treated as dead."

"Boom!" The door of the transport plane was closed by several soldiers, and the entire huge transport plane began to slowly fly into the sky.

A total of one hundred killer apprentices participated in this trial, but only six came back in the end, which shows the cruelty of the "Black Dragon Group" training.

And I heard that the worst one was thirty years ago, when a hundred killer apprentices returned, and only one survived.

This also means that this one person has eliminated the remaining ninety-nine people.

And this man, after countless years of fighting on bloody steps and corpses, finally became the top officer of the Black Dragon Group, the "Head of the General Affairs Department."

That man's name is Naji Xinfeng.

According to rumors, he was wearing dark gray clothes, with a medium build, a slender face, slightly dark, and deep-set eye sockets. His appearance was nothing special, but he showed the murderous aura and strength that could not be concealed at all. Domineering.

There are even taboo rumors that Naji Xinfeng, the king of the dark world, can kill an ordinary person out of thin air just by relying on the momentum he has developed over the years.

When sorting out the identity plates that everyone got, No. 3 got the second to last identity plate, and the one who got the most identity plates was No. 1, with a total of nearly 20 identity plates.

When the transport plane landed at the secret base of the "Black Dragon Group", the survivors filed out, looking for their respective instructors, waiting for subsequent assignments and arrangements from the organization.

There were ten people in the group of No. 3 when they set out, but only No. 3 was left when they came back.

Number 3 turned left and right and came to a remote and shabby small courtyard. This is where their instructors live, and it is also where they grew up, trained and lived.

There are many houses in this area, all of which are small and dilapidated. They are where the instructors take their apprentices. Each courtyard has more than ten houses. The large courtyards are only a few hundred meters long, and the small ones are only dozens of meters long.