Below, the street sounded "Who will come, take me a hammer!"

Only the night wind blew quietly across the rooftop of the nearby building. Then, the door in the corridor was kicked open with a kick, and a commuter named Cai Zhao rushed out with him.

The vision swept around, and there was only a sniper rifle quietly placed on the ground, and a guitar box that placed the guns.

Cai Zhao turned his sight from the gun and hurried to the back of the water tank. A rope was tight and swayed slightly. She looked down and pulled out a tactical dagger under her trouser legs, and without hesitation, she cut down the safety rope hanging downstairs.

Bang!

The tangled ropes broke one by one, and when they made a bang, they broke into two pieces from the guardrail. The rope at the lower end drooped down weakly. A slim figure hanging around the second floor fell down directly. His waving arm pulled the external air-conditioning box next to him, and his falling body slowed down.

Relax your hands and land lightly from above.

Asakusa Miko looked up at the figure that was poking her head out from the eighth floor. She was looking down and fled into a nearby alley in panic.

On the roof, Cai Zhao took out the communicator.

"Team 2nd team, the enemy snipers escape, you go toward nine o'clock immediately!"

Immediately, I changed the channel and asked someone to collect the guns and walked downstairs to report the situation between my lips: "Team leader, the person has escaped, and the people from the second team have chased him."

In the street below, Dongfang Xu heard the female voice coming from the headset, and just said "yes". He looked at Xia Yi standing in a pool of blood in front of him, the abandoned corpse on the ground, with a little blank in his head. The words that he had prepared in his heart were still useless.

He took a deep breath and walked towards the other side.

"Why didn't I wait for me to finish my words and just kill him like that."

The heart-wrenching red eyes suddenly tilted over, and the golden hammer of the drum beat him and hit him. The wind blew up his uniform and swelled backwards.

Xia Yi looked at him coldly and took a step forward: "So what?"

On this side, Dongfang Xu stared at the wheel-sized hammer, pressed his fist tightly on the side of his legs, let go, took a step back, took out the pistol at his waist, and threw it to the ground.

"Calm down, I don't mean to attack you. There are two assassins in the island country."

"I know, there is one on it." Xia Yi dragged the drum-beating gold over him.

Dongfang Xu shook his head: "No, this one you killed was called Yuxichichi in front of him. He also has a younger brother named Yuxishun. He is also a warrior and he doesn't know how to use a sniper rifle at all..."

The left back stopped.

"That's your duty."

"Xia Yi!" Dongfang Xu turned around and stared at the back: "The Yuxi family is the guard of the Emperor of the Island Kingdom for generations. They have very high martial arts skills. As long as the Yuxi Hun is not dead, he will definitely come to you...and!"

He strengthened his tone: "They entered the country legally. I deserved it if I died, but as long as I don't take action first, you can't kill him. Now the Ministry of Foreign Affairs is overwhelmed by the diplomatic missions of the island country. Let the commuter bureau hand you over to them."

"Then what are you going to do?" Xia Yi turned his face slightly and squeezed the hammer handle in his hand tightly.

Dongfang Xu looked at his eyes and tried to slow down his tone: "Let Xia Yi die."

"What did you say?!"

Zhou Jin and others who were standing behind her heard this, and her voice suddenly became stern, and blue smoke spread all over her body, and electric arcs popped up from the electric python and kept crackling. Zhao Dezhu picked up a piece of cement from the ground, held it in his hand and pointed at several commuter bureau members and shouted: "Don't move--"

For a moment, the atmosphere became tense.

All around, the people from the commuter bureau also raised their guns at this moment. Ma Bang waved the wrench in his hand awkwardly and hid behind him.

"Everyone knows that I am a driver, and it is reasonable to hold a pair of wrench in my hand."

Xia Yi's eyes were cold, the corners of her lips were grinning, revealing her white teeth: "Let me die?"

The street was quiet, and the seriously injured policeman ran up and lifted the operation team members who were about to leave looked over.

Dongfang Xu turned his gaze at him and waved his hand to let the team members around him put away the pistol.

He said: "It's just your name and citizen information. The Ministry of Foreign Affairs always needs an excuse to swear to the other party. What do you usually call or call it? Just apply for a new ID card."

Then, he added: "This is Director Yang, the biggest concession."

The voice of this sentence is not loud, but the meaning goes back to the exchange conditions that the old man from the commuter bureau's management action team talked about with Xia Yi in the thatched teahouse that day.

But the other party has only put forward the conditions now.

"Okay, Isn't it just changing my name? Xia Yi on the message will die." Xia Yi didn't care whether he died on the paper. Since someone was willing to wipe his butt, why not do it?

He pressed the hammer on his shoulder and headed towards the fat man. The voice also came to the other party: "Then please clean up here and make the street dirty, I'm sorry."

"Then you go back and change your name. This is the job of the Civil Affairs Bureau, and the Commuter Bureau will not take charge of it."

Dongfang Xu shouted toward the far away back, and someone came over and said, "Team leader, then I'll inform the municipal government to come and clean the ground."

"What are you cleaning? Let the municipal colleagues dig up all the bloody areas and fill them again."

He rubbed on the ground, and the blood stained on the soles of his shoes, "It's so dirty."

The street was then pulled up with a yellow cordon, leaving several operation team members to guard the place, and drove away with the female deputy who was going downstairs.

The night fell deep, and the cold air was filled with the smell of fireworks. Xia Yi sat in the truck. After removing the weapons, he felt like he had a serious illness and leaned weakly in Zhou Jin's arms.

Even though he had killed Yuxidian before and after, he was still tough, but when he returned to the car, he almost fainted.

Not to mention the entanglement with the commuter bureau, using superpowers will consume a lot of physical energy, especially the sudden opening of the right eye, which strengthens the power of the weapon while also increasing the load on the body.

Once you get out of the battle, your weakness will spread throughout your body.

But Xia Yi didn't understand why he suddenly entered the fourth level and couldn't even feel it.

"Boss, you just tear the islander into two, so handsome..."

Ma Bang, who was driving, looked at Xia Yi in the rearview mirror, looked back and said with a smile: "If I had the boss's superpowers, I would pretend to be everywhere every day, and I don't know how many girls I would like to grab."

"Drive your car!"

Zhou Jin raised his foot and urged his seat, constantly relaxing Xia Yisong's muscles and bones. In the passenger seat, the fat man handed a silk handkerchief to wipe Xia Yi's sweat.

"Old Yi, Dongfang Xu just said that he would change his name... Wouldn't he have to go back to his hometown?"

Xia Yi lay on the woman's lap and looked at the roof of the car: "Let's talk about it, first transfer Cheng Guangen to my industry for a look after it, and then wait for Xiaoyu to come back, and then talk about the matter of going back, but it shouldn't take much time to reform the name..."

"I mean, your parents...you haven't had a relationship for many years..."

Before the fat man could finish his words, Xia Yi turned his face toward the woman, feeling the heat spurt, which made Zhou Jin tremble all over, and his massage fingers turned into rubbing.

Soon, the broken car passed through the city center, and the car was dim. For a moment, no one could see the sudden change on her face.

The night is deep.

In the deep alley where dogs bark occasionally, a figure quietly ran over the stone bricks with moss. He stopped in front of a dilapidated house he rented, and put his hands on the yard wall and flipped over.

After lowering, he took off his mask and walked into the house.

A young man in pajamas and pajamas was lying on a red sofa with several broken holes, watching the TV program with relish. There were also a few cans of beer on the stool next to him.

The woman entering the house was Miko Asakusa who escaped from the pursuit. The first sentence she said when she closed the door was: "Haki, your brother is dead."

The peanut shell fell to the ground, and the young man watching the TV was still smiling at the TV. Then Miko Asakusa rushed up and shot and said, "...... Why don't you go with us? Maybe Natsuya has been killed!"

The young man's voice almost said at the same time: "He's dead? That's great."

"Hey?" Miko's face was stunned, "What did you say just now?"

"Of course, it's great!" Yu Xishou threw away the peanut shell, clapped his hands, picked up the beer can next to him and stood up, pinching a slightly curly strand of hair: "Miko, look, perming a hair in China is so cheap. Look at these snacks. In that old-fashioned Yu Xi family, I can't even have any thoughts."

He raised his head and took a breath, let out a comfortable moan of "Ah...", and his eyes narrowed into a slit like enjoyment.

"Whether there are people from the Yuxi family or around me, I feel like an ascetic. Now that he is dead, I have left the island country and the Yuxi family. Do you understand this feeling of freedom?"

After a moment, Yuxisawa handed over the beer in his hand and looked at the woman with a smile.

"Miko, you have also left the island country. Why not live with me in China? Become a Chinese nationality together and never go back."

Asakusa Miko shook her head: "Mi Xijun, we came with a mission..."

While speaking, the beer she handed in her sight fell to the ground. Suddenly, the man opposite her suddenly hugged her. Asakusa Miko's whole body froze, her eyes widened, and she looked straight at the light bulb hanging above the living room.

The feeling of hugging was relaxed, Yuxiju retreated, turned around and picked up a can of beer and opened, "It seems that you are not with me."

Over there, blood fell on the tiles on the ground, splashing red flowers.

Asakusa Miko slowly lowered her head and a dagger was inserted into her abdomen.

The corner of her mouth murmured to say something, but the companion who was walking over with beer pulled out the weapon and interrupted her words. She fell to the ground with a bang, twitched a few times, and had no rebirth.

"I'm so tired. Let's have a sleep first and I'll live my new life tomorrow."

Yu Xishou smiled and wiped off the blood from the dagger. His eyes were complicated, happy and sad, and the fluorescent light of the TV reflected his face and was silent.
Chapter completed!