Chapter 105 The executioner
For three days in a row, Ryan spent it like this. She only kept a minimum of food, and occasionally stood up and moved her slightly numb feet. It could be seen that she was not used to kneeling down.
Fortunately, there is no shortage of wood to keep the bonfire burning, nor the food to eat. There is a stream not far from the camp, and there is no shortage of drinking water. Lane doesn't need to do anything other than wait.
Three days later, her patience was rewarded. The executioner Youlun appeared in the camp and stood in front of Ryan across the bonfire.
Li smiled, who was hidden in the dark. During this month, Li was only responsible for teaching Ryan's combat skills. This set of tactics was obviously Ryan herself. The girl had a good brain. She chose the right tactics. The use of tactics made the two not yet fight, but the executioner. I have lost one game first.
The most terrible thing about the killer is that it is not careful to guard, hide in the dark, take advantage of the unprepared enemy, suddenly rise up and launch a fatal blow. This is the way to kill. Li's former "Yu Li" in the Warring States Period was thin and small, only more than five feet, but he could stab the first warrior of the State of Wu to death, relying on surprise. When a killer comes to his assassin openly, the killer is already in danger.
Ryan's tactics are very simple. She sat quietly in front of the camp's bonfire, without panic, and showed great patience. Youlun observed secretly for three days. In the three days, there was almost no change in Ryan, and the resources in the camp were enough for Ryan to kneel down here for a month.
Lane neither sleeps nor goes out to hunt. The water source not far from the camp is empty and flat, and there is no ambush. Moreover, it is still living water, and it is impossible to poison. This simple small camp was like a solid military fortress. Youlun couldn't even find a gap. Ryan knelt in the camp, obviously waiting for the killer to appear.
Youlun felt that if the situation allowed, Ryan might kneel in this camp for the rest of his life. Of course, Youlun can wait. It only takes a month to wait. After a month, the storage resources in the camp will be exhausted. At that time, Ryan must take action. Whether she goes hunting in the jungle or shopping in Krumburg not far away, she will take action, and as long as she takes action, she will show flaws. Youlun is a killer. He is very patient. A month is not long for him, but he is unwilling to wait.
The reason is very simple. He knows the goal this time.
Youlun has killed countless people and done a lot of evil deeds in his life. Up to now, he has also lived a good life. He eats enough, sleeps well, and has no discomfort in his heart. The scavenger industry is just an ordinary job for Youlan. He is loyal to his work, loves his own job, works hard to study his skills, tries his best to satisfy the boss and customers, and receives the reward he deserves. Never collect more copper, and never kill one more person without compensation. Yourun doesn't take drugs, but only drinks a little wine occasionally. His life is simple and there are no women. In the eyes of his neighbors, Yourun is just an ordinary taciturn uncle next door.
All this that Yourun has done is not for anything else, just for work.
If he had not been sold to the night eagle by human traffickers at the beginning, Youlun, who is now known as the executioner, may shine in other industry. He may be a picker or a chef, but no matter which industry he does, Youlun will try his best to do it.
If you want to use one word to describe Yourun, it is respect and love your career.
Because of this, Youlun can become a recognized first killer. Nighthawk is a large organization, and occasionally a few talented young killers appear in the organization, but most of them don't stay in this industry for a long time. It's not that their craftsmanship is not good enough, but that their mentality is not as mature as Youlun. Those geniuses will always be defeated by themselves, because they always pay attention to boring things, such as good and evil, love and so on.
And Youlun will hardly pay attention to these things. He has seen countless people before they die. Some people beg, some people struggle, some people are surprised, and some people are crazy. But no matter how they behave, these people can't leave a trace in Yourun's heart. Yourun has a good memory. He can even draw a portrait of his first goal ten years ago, but recalling those vivid or crazy faces, Youlun never feels sorry or guilty. It's just work, You Lun just does his job well.
But there is only one thing that makes Youlun angry and can't forget it. It is a little girl looking at him. Although it has been decades, now when you think of such eyes, Youlun will still feel shocked. At that time, Youlun was still young. After the task was completed, he always liked to have some fun. That task coincidentally, and the goal of the task was two beautiful daughters. They are a pair of sisters, one of whom is a young and beautiful girl, and the other is a young girl who is less than an adult waist.
Youlun**ed her sister at the crime scene. The young girl's body made him feel happy. She was as young and white as a lamb, and Youlun only conquered violently, arbitrarily defiled the pure body, and enjoyed the feeling of simple destruction. In retrospect, the girl hardly resisted much at that time. She just cried and endured humiliation while desperately protecting her only sister.
The girl did not know that her behavior was unnecessary. The goal of the task did not include the sisters. Naturally, Youlun would not spend too much time to kill them.
After that, Youlun picked up her trousers belt and was about to leave. At the moment she walked out of the door, Youlun looked back. The room was a girl abandoned on the ground like a broken doll. Her sister's clothes were messy, her expression was dull and motionless. And the little girl huddled in the corner. It was at that moment that he saw the little girl protected by the girl. So far, Youlun can't forget the amazing hatred in the eyes of the little girl huddled in the corner.
This is nothing. Yourun is a killer. If you do this job, you must be hated. He has killed countless people, and his enemies are all over the world. Youlun has never cared about it. But at that moment, the little girl made him feel a kind of fear from the bottom of his heart. He turned around on the spot, walked to the little girl, stretched out a hand and put it on the little girl's neck.
The broken girl behind her suddenly recovered. She wailed and rushed to Youlun like an injured lion, but was slapped away by Youlun's backhand.
At that time, Youlun only needed to exert force to easily strangle the little girl and kill her fear.
But he didn't do that. After all, he is a killer, not a murderer. He is Youlun. He has his own rules and professional ethics.
"I didn't expect the little girl to grow up," Youlun whispered, "Ten years, how's your sister?"
"Nine years, eight months and thirteen days," Ryan said, "I thought I would always count like this, but I didn't expect that there would be such a day. No matter what, there will be an end today. As for my sister. She is very good. You don't have to worry too much about her.
"From the day you entered the Nighthawk, I knew there would be such a day. Isn't that what you want?" Youlun sneered and said, "It's just that I didn't expect that this day would come so early that someone would pay such a big price to buy your life and name me as the executor. It's really not easy. It's like something is controlling fate. Is it the blessing of the emperor? Speaking of this, Youlun smiled a self-deprecating smile: "It's really strange how the God Emperor can bless people like me, and a little girl like you is doomed to die."
Ryan stood up. She held the sword in both hands, crossed the sword and chest, and said calmly, "Come and have a try. Let's see who will die today."
"You are too weak to kill me." As he spoke, Youlun launched an attack first. The executioner stepped forward, kicked the bonfire on the bonfire, and kicked the bonfire to Ryan's face. For a moment, the spark splashed and the dust flew. When ordinary people encounter this situation, they will have a action of closing their eyes while avoiding it. This is a natural reaction of the body to avoid spark splashing into their eyes. But for a killer like Youlun, it only takes a blink of an eye to kill a person.
Lane fell sideways and opened her eyes without blinking. She calmly dodged the spark and dust. Then she saw her arms rushing towards her. Without waiting for Yourun to rush close, Ryan swings his sword and uses the distance advantage of the long sword to split You Lun. Even if he is the first killer, he can only face this situation. I resisted helplessly. However, I didn't expect that the second sword followed by a sword, the third sword, a long sword or a horizontal cut, or a diagonal slash. Occasionally, it would stab like a poisonous snake. After only a while, Youlun had been beaten tormented.
He dodged a fierce chopping. At this time, Youlun had completely lost his center of gravity due to dodging and resisting the attack of the long sword. In this situation, he simply turned around and rolled to the ground, thinking of rolling aside to dodge. Li, who was hiding and watching, almost didn't laugh. Isn't this a lazy donkey roll? Most of the soldiers in that world are proficient in this trick.
Rolling and crawling, Youlun finally dodged out of Ryan's attack range. Ryan did not pursue, because at this moment, she was even more stunned than Youlun. She looked at the sword in her hand, looked at herself, and then looked at Youlun, who rolled and crawled aside. The demon known as the executioner is now embarrassed. Unbearable, he was almost killed by himself. Until now, Ryan has realized how great his change is, and what kind of person is Lee who created this miraculous change?
Is such a miracle really the messenger of the God Emperor?
Youlun was out of breath. He couldn't take care of his own embarrassment. Although he was stunned by Ryan's change, he didn't have much curiosity. Now he only has one idea, that is, to leave anything else and complete the task.
The executioner's wrist shook, and a small crossbow that had been twisted appeared in his hand.