MTL - Rebirth Merchant: Wonderful Space Hunting for Military Officer

No one could see Song Ye's weird technique. I saw that the small hand was thin and delicate, but he held the knife's stout arm in the palm of his hand and twisted it arbitrarily. The sound of bone fracture was rising and falling, in conjunction with the scream that the knife could not control. Under the light, it looks extraordinarily infiltrating.

A few people across were frightened for a while, and didn't bother to save people until the knife was paralyzed on the ground. Several people caught him and looked at the warped arms. They all fought the Cold War. .

"Ah, smelly girl, ah, I can't forgive you, kill me, kill her!" Xiao Dao paled his face, covering his arms, his eyes were horrifying, and his teeth came forward.

Those few people hit a stunner and rushed towards Song Ye with their faces, "Smelly girl, you are looking for death."

That one Song Ye took a step back, moved his wrist, satiated his feet, planned to exercise, practice his hands, lifted his delicate chin, sandwiched a bit of arrogance, "Let's go together." These force values ​​do not need to be broken one by one. Already.

A few men whose self-esteem has been challenged are still thinking about grabbing and robbing, holding a big fist in the bowl, they just want to teach the bad girl in front of them to death.

However, at the moment of close-up, Song Ye's slender figure was like a ghost, avoiding the oncoming fists. Several people only felt a flower in front of their eyes. In the next second, the ribs, lower abdomen, armpits, and bridge of the nose were all affected. It's a huge shock.

"Hmm ..." Several people groaned back and forth, holding up different injured parts and glancing up, but there was nothing in front of them.

"Here." A faint voice sounded like a ghost, and there was no ups and downs in the cold. Several people were shocked and found that the sound came from behind. Kankan was about to turn his head, but suddenly felt a pain in his neck and collectively lost consciousness. .

Until the moment of coma, they all had their eyes widened, unbelievable, because they didn't see each other's movements at all.

A team of four people solved three, and the remaining old knife sat on the ground. At this moment, looking at the girl who was slowly walking towards himself, he just felt cold, "You, do n’t come here, here it is, it is mine Site, hurt me, you will not have a good life in the future. "

Stutteringly frightened, still thinking about intimidation.

Song Ye really didn't know whether to say he was unafraid or had a mental illness. "Just now, you said you want to scratch my face." She crouched in front of the knife, held the folding knife that fell on the floor in her hand, opened it, folded it, and played it out. Light and shadow, people dazzled.

Then ... the person fainted.

Song Ye stunned, and then sulked, feeling a bit boring. I thought I was full and asked someone to practice their hands. I did not expect that a few people were so weak that it was not enough to warm up.

As a killer, of course, Song Ye's training method is based on actual combat accumulation. Only fast and accurate fighting methods can improve his skills as quickly as possible.

Without entertainment after dinner, she walked around the private house. Before going out, she glanced at the unconscious man in the corner. In contemplation, she turned her steps back and held the man half out of the alley. She went to the clinic. treatment.

"Well, how do you treat people like this, you children will know that they cause trouble all day long, do n’t study hard, one day something really happens, see who you cry for." Barefoot doctor whispered and reprimanded, inspected the wound, Hurriedly took iodine and cotton to clean the wounds.

Song Ye sat aside and didn't speak. When the blood was cleared there, it was discovered that it wasn't the man who was lying there, but a 16-year-old boy. He was proud of himself because he was wearing a suffocating dress. .

After finishing the wound, the doctor prescribed some anti-inflammatory drugs and walked to rest. Before he left, he also ordered, "Family should watch carefully, and call me if it gets hot in the middle of the night."

Seeing Yi Yong committing a crime as a accomplice, Song Ye looked at the person on the bed and looked at the medicine in his hand.

The wound on the other's head was not big, and Song Ye didn't want to follow it up, and got up and walked in front of the boy, trying to wake people up.

"Well ..." The boy stunned his head and snorted, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a gray cotton jacket and an unclear face, "You are ..."

"Song Ye, the one who saved you." In short and concise, give the name, let the other party remember the kindness, Song Ye is not a person who does not show grace.

Sure enough, the boy's pale face became delicate, "You save me, what about the knife?"

"The person who hit you is called a knife? What gang are they, how many members are there, and how big is the site?" Song Ye didn't answer the question, leaving all the questions about the confession he hadn't had before.

The boy froze and looked at her suspiciously, but also replied to his face, "They are the people of the local tiger gang. The mouth is near Linjiang Middle School. The members ... there should be hundreds of people."

Caibailai, is this a house?

Song Ye sneered, and her face was a bit boring. She had no interest in the small gang of a hundred people and threw anti-inflammatory drugs to the boys on the bed. She turned her hands and walked outside. "

"Hey ..." When the boy reacted, Song Ye's figure had disappeared into sight.

Appeared inexplicably, and asked the question of no end and no end, and now he took care of himself and left, even the boys who are usually good at pretend to be a little crazy.

However, for his distress, Song Ye didn't take it to heart at all. The fifteen-year-old body was exhausted all day long and exhausted. She went to a hotel nearby to rest and quickly fell asleep in bed.

In the boundless nightmare is the bottomless seawater, which explodes all the consciousness of human beings. In her pain, she still remembers how unwilling she was.

She has worked for the organization for thirteen years and is the top killer in the world. However, she did not want to be sold in the last task of washing her hands in the golden basin and buried on the ocean floor.

Is she too naive, whether it is the organization or that person, how can she let her leave the dark world alive ...

The sun shined through the curtains on the big bed. Song Yeyou opened her eyes and was sweating. Her limbs were sinking as if she remembered the pain of the bomb tearing. She went into the bathroom and took a hot bath, pale. A look of blood returned to his face.

Standing in front of the mirror, she looked at the delicate and beautiful face, showing a cold smile.

Even if she dreams, she is not reconciled. It seems to be born again, new hatred and old hatred, sooner or later.

Only now, she looked at the only worn-out cotton jacket on her body and decided to solve her own bad image first.

Before the time agreed with Zhao Zhen, Song Ye drank a bowl of soy milk at the street, and went to a nearby business market to buy clothes.

Of course, her rustic dress entered the door, and no waiter was willing to take care of her.