The rain flowed into the mask along the ends of his hair, mixed with cold sweat on his face, and the whole face seemed to have a layer of facial mask attached. The sticky feeling pulled the "fashionable" out of the deceiving anger.

Now is not the time to complain about this guy in front of you!

He raised his hand to grab the mask, took it off and threw it to the street as quickly as possible, then grabbed the zipper at the collar and pulled it down, shouting: "You are looking for the wrong person! It's not me!"

However, before he could take off his coat, the rain above his head stopped dripping. He was stiff and he looked up subconsciously. He saw a large black umbrella, and there was a silver-white floating camera stuck between the interlaced umbrella bones.

"It's really not me..."

The clothes were hanging down on the shoulders, and the right hand touched the position where the injection should have been placed on the waist. The tone of "Farewell" can be said to be quite aggrieved.

"The coordinates are displayed here, and you are wearing the same clothes as in the picture. Even if you beg me for mercy, what's the use?"

The belly of the five fingers cracked quietly, and a sharp steel knife slowly pushed out from the mechanical palm, and it was naturally placed on the shoulder of the "beautiful boy", and then said,

"Your shoulder has been injured... It seems that there are other 'an anchors' who have come to you. Since this is the case, I can't waste time. I smiled at the camera and then set off on the road. Don't worry, it's just a moment of pain."

"Are you a scissors hand?"

Facts have proved that people may not only collapse before a great crisis, but also be temporarily activated. The "fashionable" obviously belongs to the latter.

After feeling the blade embedded in his shoulders, his brain turned at the fastest speed in his life. The "anchors" naturally paid attention to each other. They all started live broadcasts when doing tasks, because this is what a small number of privileged viewers want to see, so when he is bored, he will also watch the live broadcast content of those "anchors" of the same level as him.

In order to make your live broadcast remembered, you must naturally have characteristics. The characteristic of "scissors hand" is the two modified mechanical palms.

"Um?"

Suddenly, he was called out his nickname, and "Scissors Hand" was also a little confused. Has the target been exposed to "Evolution"?

"I don't know if you have watched my live broadcast. I am a 'fashionable'. This is my live broadcast bracelet and my face. It's completely different from the ones in the photo. I also took on the golden hunting mission. The target is very powerful. The clothes on my body..."

That bastard could change his clothes but not his face. He couldn't see clearly because of the rain before, but now the two of them are so close that they will never admit their mistakes again.

However, before he could finish his words, his body was pulled back by his hand pressing on his shoulders. A sharp blade passed by his eyes. The light scattered from the neon lights around him was extremely gorgeous because it was stained with water, but it made him cold from head to toe at this moment.

At this time, he suddenly remembered that there were more than two of them gathered here!

The "scissors hand" immediately noticed the attack from other directions. Before confirming the authenticity of the target, it is naturally impossible for others to take the lead.

"Hey! This is my prey!"

He wrapped his arms around the neck of "The Beautiful Boy", and the latter fell directly into his arms.

The meaning of this is naturally no problem for them, but the passers-by who were passing by were a little surprised. The attack and defense just now were only a moment, and it was difficult for ordinary people to notice, and the conversation was clearly heard.

A few girls who were in company directly covered their mouths and ran over with a smirk.

One of these two people is slim and the other is burly and strong. Not only does they share an umbrella, but they are so tight, so there is no need to doubt the relationship between them.

Of course, in this era, people and machines can do something, so homosexuality is nothing, so no one thinks their behavior is hindering, and most people just glance at it and bow their heads and leave.

Only the woman wearing a transparent raincoat on the other side of the street remained where she was.

Compared to the two of them, this woman is obviously more concerned, not because of her raincoat, but because of the extremely cool three-point style under the raincoat and those bold body paintings.

There was also a floating camera surrounding her, and at this time several gold coins fell on the ground beside her in a holographic projection.

One gold coin is equal to 50,000 federal coins, and it is obvious that a wealthy man is giving her a reward.

"Since the mission has not been completed, this prey is naturally not yours."

The lips with purple lip gloss opened and closed, and the woman raised her hand to reach the height of her chest, took out an injection in the gap, and pierced it directly on the chest without any hesitation, and her mouth was even more lingering and humming.

For a moment, several gold coins fell down next to him. Some people who were watching the live broadcast should have "well."

The pupils of humans were stained with bright yellow light. After reaching out with both hands, two more scimitars were already taken out.

"Don't fight anymore! I'm not the target at all, this battle is meaningless!"

The "sexy boy" who was regarded as a prey finally couldn't help but break free from the "scissors hand" and walked between the two. He had already vaguely noticed the man's intention to turn himself into what he is now, and said hurriedly,

"The real target is in the alley next to us watching us kill each other. If you don't unite, what about him... people?"

To some extent, the confrontation situation gave him time to explain. Even if his current state is no longer possible to complete the task, it does not prevent him from asking others to help him get revenge.

However, when he turned his head and wanted to point the person's position to them, he found that the entrance of the alley had long been empty.

"Run away? No, it's impossible. That's not a person who can escape... Hello, check your phone quickly, there should be a message of location change on it. He was still in that alley just now, but now he's gone. My phone was snatched away by him. Why are you still standing there? Check it out!"

He had a brief contact with that man, and he was definitely not a person who would immediately choose to escape when he saw danger.

Although the two people next to them couldn't understand why "Fareman" was so nervous, it was not an excessive requirement to look at the positioning of the mobile phone. So at the same time, both the woman across the street and the "scissors" took out their phones.

The "fashionable" whose mobile phone has been stolen can only stand beside him and look around, hoping to find a target from the nearby crowd with his own eyesight.

I have to say that this guy is lucky. Just after looking around, he immediately found the familiar figure.

He is behind the woman who just appeared...

"careful!!!"

At this time, I didn't care about the fact that the woman almost killed herself before, so I hurriedly asked for a reminder.

The woman who was checking the screen of the phone heard a warning sound. She had already used the ability injection and immediately noticed the murderous intent from behind.

Her fighting consciousness is very strong. Her reaction was not to turn back, but to try to keep a distance from her previous rolling posture.

The next second, a big hand directly pressed down on her sky spirit cover, and at the same time her chin was held by her other hand.

When you twist left and right, the sound of a cervical vertebrae breaking is particularly crisp.

Zhu Jue looked at the woman in front of him and knelt down on the ground, and the four words "Successful Plan" were pushed out on the image mask.

Because the newly appeared colleague was suddenly killed, the other two people's eyes attracted Zhu Jue.

"It's him, his real goal!"

Puchi!

As soon as the words finished, the sound of blood and blood suddenly rang in the ears of "The Beautiful Boy".

Looking back sideways, I saw several scenes of sand thorns extending from my clothes and stabbing into the chest and abdomen of the "scissors hand". When the sand thorns are retracted, blood spills out of the wound as if they don't have money...

Zhu Jue divided the scavenger into part not just to change his clothes.

This is a killer move that has been prepared long ago!

"Good brother, this coordination is perfect. I'll treat you to a midnight snack later."

Before the "fashionable" could react, Zhu Jue shouted on the other side of the street again.

"Farewell" can't understand the meaning of this sentence at all, but it doesn't matter, because this sentence was not for him to listen to.

"You bastard, I will kill you even if I die!"

The mechanical palm tightened the throat of the "fashionable man". When he heard the other party's shouting, in the eyes of "Scissors Hand", everything was a conspiracy between the guy and the target in front of him.

The penetration injury of the chest and abdomen means his death, but before that, he wants to find a back cushion...

The crowd in the rain screamed and left

Zhu Jue put his backpack on his chest, touched the forehead of the wind chime that was stalking the edge, and slowly waved across the street.

The footsteps paused beside the two entangled corpses, and the scavenger's split body returned to Zhujue's body along his arms.

He bent down and picked up the black umbrella on the ground. Zhu Jue's eyes stopped on the corpse with his neck shattered, and grinned and said softly: "It's a price to beat the boss!"
Chapter completed!