The middle-aged man's mouth was bleeding, as if he could no longer hold on. In the end, he fell to the ground and said with difficulty: "You, who are you? Why must you kill me?"

The weird man opposite seemed to be disdainful of answering such questions, and said coldly: "You don't need to know so much if you use money to eliminate disasters for others, just die!"

"Wait!" the middle-aged man said a little unwillingly: "I know, I will die today. Since I am already a person who will die without a doubt, can't you let me die with a little peace of mind and tell me who hired you behind my back?"

The weird man seemed to hesitate for a moment, but due to the rules of the organization, he absolutely could not sell out the information of his employer. He had to shake his head and say, "If you want to blame, you will only blame you for offending someone you shouldn't."

"Okay, since you refuse to say it, I won't make things difficult for you. I already know who that person is in my heart. You can do it." The middle-aged man closed his eyes heavily. Although he was unwilling to give up, things had reached this point and he had no way out.

The professional killer didn't say much nonsense, picked up his pistol and pulled the trigger, and heard a "bang".

However, the middle-aged man was not dead. His body trembled for a moment, and he slowly opened his eyes. He saw a young man standing in front of him with a cigarette in his mouth and smoking hard. He didn't know what happened just now, but when he looked at the killer opposite, he was covering his injured shoulder with blood all over his hands.

What the middle-aged man didn't know was that the bullet was indeed shot out, but it did not shoot at him, but shot into the killer's own shoulder.

"You, who are you?" the killer asked in surprise. The person who could turn his arm around in an instant, turn the gun upside down, and aim his shoulders at his shoulders must be an extraordinary person. The killer naturally dared not act randomly anymore, otherwise, the next moment, the bullet would not hit his shoulders, but his forehead.

The person who did such a shocking and terrifying act was naturally the boy holding a inferior cigarette that appeared out of thin air, and he was naturally the person who was just watching the fun on his fifth floor - Xu Lang.

Xu Lang did not intend to answer the killer's hand, but squatted down and helped the injured middle-aged man up, "Uncle, you are not old yet. You have been thinking about dying so early. If your daughter knows, what would she be sad?"

Hearing the boy's words, the middle-aged man was obviously stunned. He didn't understand how he knew that he had a daughter?

"You...how could you..." The middle-aged man looked at Xu Lang in confusion, as if he felt familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he couldn't help but be stunned, "Ah, you, are you the benefactor who saved me in Africa five years ago?"

Yes, this middle-aged man is no one else. It was in Africa five years ago that Xu Lang saved their family. The father of the flight attendant Chen Xiangyi. If it weren't for this, Xu Lang wouldn't have taken action, because the person on the opposite side was not a good man, but the "Seven Killing Organization" ranked second on the international killer organization rankings.

When the Seven Killings Organization was first established, it was also considered a righteous organization. One kill was treason, two killed the country and seek honor, three killed the ungrateful one, four killed the traitor and plunder, five killed corrupt officials, six killed the traitor and villains, seven killed the scammers and murdered the lives of money. Of course, the implementation of these seven major killing items also requires the employer to pay.

However, as the killer organization matures and the creation of people is renewed, the original sense of justice has disappeared and become profit-oriented. As long as the employer is willing to pay money and pay a lot of money, no matter what kind of person is, they are within the scope of their assassination.

The killers of the Seven Killing Organization are spread all over the world, but the headquarter is far away in Europe. Therefore, there is no way for such a heretic organization that is mixed in China and protects China, because most of these killers are lurking in China for a long time, and the clues are not so clear.

Xu Lang had some relationships with the leader of Qi Sha, and his impression of them was not good or bad. If the person the killer wanted to kill was not Chen Xiangyi's father, Xu Lang would not interfere, and it was not up to him. After all, he wanted to live a peaceful life, and once he interfered in these things, it would inevitably cause unnecessary trouble.

Seeing that Xu Lang did not answer his words, the killer felt anger of being ignored, but he did not dare to attack.

Xu Lang helped Chen Xiangyi's father up, walked forward on his own, and said without looking back: "You might as well leave quickly. Your gunshots have already alarmed too many people. I guess some Chinese organizations will come soon."

However, the killer did not want to escape and could not complete the task. After returning, he still died. He took a few steps and caught up with Xu Lang. "Your Excellency, why did you stop me from performing the task?"

Xu Lang continued to walk forward, helping the middle-aged man turn into an alley. When someone he didn't want to see him take action, he would be in trouble.

"I have no intention of stopping you from performing the mission, just because the person you are going to kill is my friend's father. I can't ignore you. I think you are a capable general from Zisha. Today I will spare you and get out of here." Xu Lang said calmly without any expression on his face.

The killer was obviously stunned. Unexpectedly, the young man in front of him knew that the person in charge of the Qiks organization in China was "Zisha". He also knew that he was Zisha's capable general. He couldn't help but be stunned. When he thought of the age and image of the boy in front of him, he seemed to think of a name in his mind - Death.

Before, Zisha had told their subordinates that the killer king, Death God, had returned to their country and asked them to be careful in their work. He also said that he wanted to find an opportunity to visit this mythical figure in person. He did not expect that he would be so unlucky that he would meet Death so soon.

"Since you are the God of Death who wants to protect this person, you naturally dare not say much, but I believe you also know the rules of our Seven Killing Organization. Once you take the order from your employer, we will do it no matter what. For hundreds of years, our rules have never been broken. You are the supreme God of Death. I believe you will not break the rules on the Tao, right?" This killer is very good at flattering.

Xu Lang naturally knew this. He was not afraid to annoy the leader of the Qiks organization. However, he himself was also a member of the killer world. If he broke the rules of this industry, wouldn’t he slapped himself in the face?

Xu Lang turned around slowly and said with a smile: "This way, I won't make things difficult for you, and I won't force you. Give you three months. Within three months, this uncle is within my protection. If your Qikill Organization has the ability to kill him, then I will not interfere in your Qikill Organization's affairs from now on. However, if you still don't have the ability to kill him within three months, if you dare to make an idea for him again, I will never let you go!"

"No, we naturally know your strength. We will give us at least half a year...ah..." The killer wanted to bargain, but unexpectedly, Xu Lang came to his eyes like a gust of wind, and a big hand curbed his throat.

"You have no room for bargaining!" Xu Lang said coldly.

"Cough... cough cough... yes... yes... yes... please let me go..." This guy had to beg for mercy repeatedly. He just said that he would not make things difficult for him and would not force him, but suddenly he wanted to kill him. Who can not be afraid?

"Get out!" Xu Lang let go of the killer and said coldly.

Looking at everything in front of him blankly, the middle-aged man couldn't help but be shocked. He didn't expect that he had such a fate with the young man in front of him, and he was rescued twice. Moreover, this young man was actually a master who made the killers bury their courage.

"Uncle, it is not advisable to stay here for a long time. I'll take you to the hospital first." Xu Lang turned around and said to the man.

"No need, I'm not seriously injured. Just find a place to bandage it. Come and follow me." The man took the initiative to walk in front and led Xu Lang forward.

Xu Lang didn't think much about it and quickly left here. He knew that some mysterious organizations guarding China had searched nearby.

As he walked, Xu Lang couldn't help but wonder, why did this uncle lead him into the community he is in?

Finally, the uncle stopped in front of the house he rented and knocked on the door a few times.
Chapter completed!