Chapter 8 Killer [2]

9, 5, 26? Well, damn it, I have to give you a taste of Uncle Ma!

Ma Hu had broken thoughts in his heart and crawled forward. The porch just blocked the outside sight and pounced twice. The arrow feather rubbed the tip of a nervous baron's nose, scaring out Shiruluk into a cold sweat. The self-made Arab elegant uncle wiped the cold sweat. Nuo said, "God, I never knew it. You will also suffer so much pressure when you come out to work.

"High salary, high return."

Boss Ma gritted his teeth, jumped to the vicinity of the gate, and directly closed half of the door. Looking at the crack of the door, he judged the position of the assassin by the bow and arrow. The shooting level of this nine-five-two-six was not bad, which could at least let the general bastard die several times. Unfortunately, Boss Ma's ability to perceive the sound of breaking the air has reached the peak. For him, this level is just scum.

"Hey, I said Persian, who is the client of this 9-five-two-six?" Boss Ma leaned against the wall. At this time, he had basically determined the location of the killer. The outer wall was separated by half a street. On the top of the wall of the other yard, there was a clump of grass covering a dark shadow, which reassured Mr. Ma a little. It was only a matter of time to kill this kind of killer who was found. It's just that Boss Ma doesn't want to complicate things. There is also a little woman of the Fengke family here, and Shiruk's identity doesn't seem to be exposed to the sun so quickly.

Although this is a little nonsense to be approached by the Black Court, there is no doubt that the strength of this association is undoubtedly envied by Ma Hu.

The Dark Referee Association's investigation of Boss Ma also surprised Ma. The association was naturally shocked that this rookie-style character could reach level 4 in the primary evaluation, and his professional level assessor Shiruk was more surprised at this time.

In the face of the killer, the legendary leader of Mustave, Tiger. House was not only not nervous and afraid, but also talked and laughed and calmly, which made Ruth, who lay on the ground and dared not move. Feng Ke was shocked and afraid. She was very clear about Boss Ma's strength. Yes, he could leave easily and not at all, but she couldn't. She was just a delicate woman, and she was also an aristocratic lady, although... she was a depressed aristocratic family.

"Well, nine five two six, I have to let you know what can be done and what can't be done!"

A trace of light flashed flashed in Ma Hu's eyes, and there was a dagger in his hand. Shiruk looked at Ma Hu in surprise and said to himself: Does this guy use this thing to deal with the killer in the dark corner?

Madman.

This is the common idea in the hearts of Ruth and Shiruluk.

"You deal with the killer first, and then let's talk about it."

Shiruluk, an old boy, is like a market-marketer, but this makes Ma Hu a little worry-free. Anyway, it's better than meeting an old and cunning guy.

Speaking of old cunning... This can't help but remind Ma Hu of Charles's dead face.

It's unbelievable that this old man hasn't been hacked to death yet. What a fucking shit.

The sloppy in his mouth jumped out and pounced with two arrows. It seemed to be very fast and lethal, but in Boss Ma's eyes, it was nothing more than a flashy thing. This kind of two-in-game little trick, just defraud laymen, and scare him to kill in the pile of dead people. The fierce man who comes out is nothing more than a child playing with strength in front of adults and slapping you to death.

"Bitch, come and lick your ass for Grandpa Tiger!"

With a roaring curse, the dagger is like an automatic navigation rocket with long eyes. With a swish, before he even blinking for the second time, Shiruk heard more than 20 meters away, and then the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground made people feel nervous and relaxed.

At such a distance, can a flying knife fly to death?

Didn't Boss Ma tell Shiruluk that his flying knife limit was 75 percent of the hit rate of 52 meters?

More than 20 meters, basically the possibility of missing the shot can be ignored. Unless the other party is also a master, it can only be shouted.

"Ninety-five-two-six... Bah!"

With contempt and sarcasm, he spit. Boss Ma jumped and jumped out. He saw a person jumping out of the wall on the street. He was shocked. When he looked carefully, it was Tiger. House lowered his head in horror and didn't dare to say anything more.

Boss Ma also ignored the expression of the pedestrians and small vendors, and jumped again. In the surprised eyes of passers-by, he jumped into the wall and glanced at the structure of the small yard. The gate to the backyard was unimpeded. The door panel was opened. There was no doubt that when the flying knife shot the 9/five 26, his accomplices My son has escaped through the back door.

Boss Ma took the dagger from the forehead of 952, wiped the blood on the dead man's clothes, opened the door, went out, and said as if nothing had happened, "There is a dead person here. Who knows? Come and claim it."

After saying that, the bastard swaggered back to his residence and said to the slightly panicked and frightened Shiruk and Ruth, "It's done."

"My God, how did you do it?" Shiruuk stared at Boss Ma with the eyes of a monster, wanting to see if he was an elf in Nile skin or some other race. Anyway, this must not be done by human beings, right?

"If there are more people to kill, practice makes perfect."

As soon as the words fell, Shiruk curled his lips there. There is no doubt that this is a cold sentence. The murderous spirit of Boss Ma is enough to make this guy who has never seen any real murderer become cramped and uneasy, and Ruth is even more uncomfortable. In addition to her fear of Boss Ma, she also hates it. However, Ye can imagine that this woman's breasts have actually been carelessly twisted twice, which is an unforgivable thing for any woman who thinks highly of herself.

However, with the current strength of the Fengke family, it may not be able to do anything about Boss Ma. In particular, he is now full of people, strong soldiers and strong horses. Some hot-blooded young people want to take the lead in the Black Tiger Mercenary Regiment. For Tamsalu's most potential and the most powerful mercenary regiment, Boss Ma certainly has contempt. Visual strength and ability.

And the former mercenary management agency, the Tamsalu Mercenary Federation, has survived in name only. This organization is just a neutral institution that compromises with each other within the remaining forces. It is not guaranteed that one day there will be a unique fight.

Compared with ringing the Black Tiger Mercenary Regiment, it is their most proud thing to be able to sit firmly on the boss.