The most important thing as a killer is to kill decisively. Not to mention what Xu and his group of people are trying to capture the rich children of Hong Kong. What Emperor Ye knows is that it will be difficult for them to achieve their goals tonight, and they may even die here.

What happened tonight was no longer under Xu Bo's control from the moment Ye Huang stepped into the Hyatt Hotel. For the wealthy Hong Kong people attending the charity dinner, Xu Bo is a hunter character, and they are the lambs to be slaughtered.

However, in the eyes of Achilles and his group, Xu Bo's role has changed. In front of this group of people, the difference between them and the rich in Hong Kong is only the difference between goats and wild goats. Some are more gentle, while others are more irritable.

But no matter what, you can't escape the life of being slaughtered.

Even in the eyes of Emperor Ye, the chances of those rich Hong Kong people living are much greater than those of Xu and the others because they are obedient. However, Xu and his group of people with evil intentions will not be willing to be slaughtered goats, so the outcome may be more miserable.

Without going to see if there were still living people in the hotel lobby, Ye Huang slowly walked out of the hotel with the Tang sword in his hand.

Because some things do not need to be seen and the result is known, Xu Bo’s people will not leave any living, and Achilles people will not.

Blood flowed directly from the hotel lobby to the outside and dripped along the cement bricks into the sewer not far away. Because the Hyatt Hotel is relatively secluded, and in the late night, some of the happenings in the hotel were not noticed by many people.

Several pedestrians across the road might have noticed something abnormal here, but when they saw Ye Huang walking out of the hotel, they gave up the idea of ​​looking forward. They didn't know that they had been in the gate of hell just now.

The winter nights in Hong Kong do not have the strong winds and biting coldness of Yanjing, but the humid air and Shanghai wind still make people feel uncomfortable.

The prosperity and hustle and bustle of the day have gradually faded. Even Hong Kong, a city that never sleeps, is still extremely deserted in some corners of the city, and this area is even more so.

For those who like Xu and others chose such a relatively secluded place to hold a charity dinner, Ye Huang didn’t know whether to thank him or how?

The original intention of the former may be to reduce the attention of pedestrians outside to cooperate with their actions in the hotel, but I didn't expect to do something good indirectly.

Relatively quiet, the fewer people will see what happens tonight, and the fewer people will die in vain.

Achilles is a pervert who hates Eastern culture, so he will not be kept alive if he sees things happening tonight.

After walking out of the hotel, Ye Huang did not go to the district, so he turned around and walked out for hundreds of meters and sank into a narrow alley. He turned a few times and headed towards the more remote factory workshop area.

Emperor Ye did not know whether the Youruo and the Xu family who were escorted by Xing Tian and Xing Gan Qi successfully left. The only thing he could do now was to pray that they had left safely. It was true that Emperor Ye knew that Xing Tian was not going to leave smoothly with them.

After walking about five hundred meters along the alley, Ye Huang finally stopped on the road in front of a factory to be demolished.

The sea breeze blew the paper scraps scattered on the ground and looked particularly harsh in the empty night. Several dogs and cats were lying on the trash can to find food that could fill their stomachs.

Suddenly, a gunshot came out, and a streamer lying on the trash can twitched on the ground for a few times before silence.

"What a quiet and wonderful night, I was completely destroyed by a few cats and dogs."

In the distance, as the gunshots fell, two figures slowly walked out. Achilles in front had an arrogant smile on his face as if he was in the hotel. Compared to Achilles' calmness, Horas next to him was not so calm. He stared at Emperor Ye tightly, as if he was afraid that he would pounce on him at any time.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree.

The reputation of Ye Huang in his killer career in the first eight years was still very famous even after he withdrew from the killer circle. No one dared to truly kill the edge. Even the young master, who is known as the second-ranked killer in the world, chose to join forces with several other people after repeated consideration.

The bloody Shura of the past has made the entire killer world tremble for too long...

"Don't be nervous, Horas, Shura is a kind person, and it is impossible for him to make a sneak attack." Feeling the heavy breathing of Horas beside him, Achilles smiled slightly, patted his shoulder and said.

"If I hadn't known your character, I would have thought you were going to escape tonight. This secluded alley would be hard to find." Looking up and observing the surrounding environment, Achilles had a playful smile on his face.

"I just don't want to die too many people. The fewer people see, the fewer people die!" Ye Huang's face was expressionless and inserted the tip of the Tang sword in his hand on the asphalt road. The black curtain wrapped at the hilt danced with the wind, like a black ghost.

"I heard that Shura, you never kill good people or innocent people. I thought it was fake. Today, I heard what you said, it was true. Don't you think your killer is too boring?" Achilles sneered.

"I do things based on my own preferences. I like to do this, so I do this. Don't you think you are asking too much?" With a cold snorting, Ye Huang reached into his arms and took out a pack of the little pandas that had been pitted from Lao Xing, held the only cigarette in his mouth, pinched the cardboard box and threw it into the trash can next to him.

"Everyone comes out. I've been here for so long. Isn't it cold to stay on the roof and blow the air? You're not cold, I'll feel cold for you." I lit the cigarette, and Ye Huang took a breath happily, whispering to the night sky with a cold face.

"Look, I'll just say that no matter how much you hide, you will never escape this guy's perception. Don't you believe it, is it comfortable to have a blowing air on the roof?"

After Emperor Ye's words, Achilles also made a sarcastic sarcasm at a group of temporary partners on the roof of the secluded factory.

Not long after the two of them finished speaking, the empty road where they could only hear paper scraps and cats began to sound. The bitter sea breeze blew, and more than a dozen figures in the air jumped down from the roof like shells, surrounding the Yehuang in the middle like plum blossoms.

Most of the dozen people were black-clothed masked ninjas. At the front was an old man with a hunched body, tied with his braided hair from the Warring States Period of the Sun Kingdom, and his eyes were somber that he was straight at Ye Huang.

"What a big battle! Sixteen Shangnin, why are the Koga tribe preparing to travel west to China together?" Seeing the sixteen Shangnin who were standing up there like wooden stakes in front of him, Ye Huang mocked the sinister old man standing in front of him with a sarcastic look on his face.
Chapter completed!