Douluo's assassin becomes a god

Chapter 8 The challenge of the golden generation! (New book please recommend, please collect!)

When I came to the blacksmith's shop, the sound of blacksmithing filled my brain instantly.

"Your boy is here?"

Tieniu seemed to be able to sense Han Xiao's arrival without using his eyes, and focused on blacksmithing.

"I'll pick it up."

Han Xiao's face was calm, and he spoke lightly.

Hearing this, Tieniu stopped what he was doing: "It's been a long time, I thought you didn't plan to come and get it."

As he spoke, he led Han Xiao towards the back room.

"I forgot the time in practice, sorry."

"Here, a little bit."

Tieniu fished out the box from the messy pile of items and placed it in front of Han Xiao.

Looking at the assassination props lying quietly inside, Han Xiao's eyes flashed with heat.

There are a lot more than he expected, and each one is in excellent condition.

"I took a look at your recipes, and they are not worth anything, just make them for fun when you have nothing to do."

Seemingly aware of Han Xiao's thoughts, the old blacksmith blushed and explained.

Han Xiao pinched a smoke bomb in his hand and fell heavily on the ground.

The dense smoke instantly blinded people.

"You kid, take the test outside the fucking place, don't do it in my shop!"

Tieniu hurriedly covered his mouth and nose and cursed.

"Sorry, I forgot for a moment."

Suddenly Han Xiao's words made the blacksmith break out in a cold sweat.

I don't know when, this kid went around behind him.

The door was slammed open, and a group of apprentices rushed in.

"Boss, is it on fire?!"

They held buckets in their hands and looked anxious.

"Hurry up, go and open the window!"

Tieniu cursed angrily.

Seeing that Tieniu was fine, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly opened the window to diffuse the smoke.

After about 1 minute or so, the smoke completely dissipated.

At this time, Han Xiao had long since disappeared.

Looking at the two gold soul coins lying quietly on the table, the blacksmith smiled angrily and said, "This brat really doesn't want to owe others."

Han Xiao, who left the blacksmith shop, walked briskly through the crowd.

In fact, he didn't like to use these things in his previous life.

With the rapid advancement of technology, the assassins are gradually divided into the old school and the reform school.

The conservative school followed the behest of the ancient Greek ancestors and focused on training physical combat and stealth.

The reformers emphasize the knowledge of firearms and the use of various high-tech assassination props, the two can be said to be incompatible.

So which faction does Han Xiao belong to?

Sorry, Han Xiao has an extremely lofty status among the two, and he has become the object of study for countless assassins.

All the way to the door of the hut, Han Xiao stopped, frowning slightly.

Someone came.

He glanced lightly at the strands of hair that fell on the ground, which were caught in the crack of the door before he left.

Could it be Bibi Dong?

Han Xiao immediately became vigilant in his heart.

No, if it was really her, there was no way she would sneak into the room in this way.

What's more, I am only a five-year-old child, how can I get so much attention from the Pope?

Leaning slightly, Han Xiao stepped on the soft turf step by step, even the sound of breathing seemed to disappear.

Lurking is like a regular occurrence for him.

"Hey, what about people, where did they go?"

Suddenly, a childish voice came from the back room.

"Nana, let's go back, that brat might be hiding and dare not come out."

A childish boy's voice sounded, and the three words "little brat" came out of his mouth very funny.

"Yan, you don't know, that kid is really fierce."

The girl retorted.

"Hmph, I haven't awakened my martial soul yet, so maybe I'm a waste."

Xie Yue snorted coldly, and seemed a little unconvinced.

Han Xiao leaned against the door, quietly looked at the three children with their backs to him, and said coldly, "Who are you?"

The sudden sound startled the three of them, and they hurriedly turned their heads to find Han Xiao looking at them coldly.

"Are you a fucking ghost, scare me!"

Yan realized that he had shown timidity in front of the girl he liked just now, and roared angrily.

Han Xiao glanced at him lightly, and said coldly: "I don't know if it's a ghost, but you three sneaked into other people's rooms, I think it's a ghost."

Hearing this, Hu Liena stuck out her tongue, a little embarrassed.

"You kid is looking for a fight!"

Yan blushed with anger from Han Xiao's counterattack, and roared angrily.

And the strong kid standing beside him took a step forward and looked down at Han Xiao.

"You were brought by Grandpa Ghost?"

There was a trace of unruliness in his eyes, seeing that Han Xiao was as thin as a bamboo pole, he smiled disdainfully.

"No matter who brought you here, since you have come to the Hall of Spirits, you must obey the rules of the Hall of Spirits."

Seeing that Han Xiao was silent, Xie Yue said, "The three of us came a year earlier than you, so you should listen to us."

Han Xiao smiled, and the smile was very cold: "The rules of the Wuhun Palace are set by you?"

Hearing this, Xie Yue was momentarily at a loss for words.

Xie Yue obviously didn't dare to wear this big hat.

"Xieyue, what are you talking about with him, let him know whose fist is bigger!"

Yan was about to move, his eyes were about to burst into flames.

After all, they are still children. In their eyes, whoever fights well is the king of children.

What's more, Han Xiao's indifferent expression made Yan very unhappy.

Han Xiao glanced at the three of them, turned and left.

"Boy, are you scared?"

Yan would not let go of this opportunity, and quickly mocked.

Han Xiao stood still outside, and said expressionlessly: "The room is too small, don't smash things."

Hearing this, Yan laughed back angrily: "Okay, since you want to fight outside, then come here!"

When the three of them walked outside, Hu Liena was a little worried, but she was vaguely excited.

Only she knows Han Xiao's strength, and she has long wanted to see him show off.

"Come together."

Han Xiao looked at the three of them and said coldly.

"Little brat, beating your father alone is enough!"

Yan couldn't stand Han Xiao's arrogance, so he rushed forward.

Han Xiao's pupils shrank, but he underestimated the child in front of him.

Compared with the few strong men he killed, the strength of the two sides is obviously not at the same level.

It is worthy of being a genius cultivated by Wuhundian.

Seeing Yan rushing towards him like a hill, Han Xiao moved.

On one side of his body, he directly met Yan who was bumping into him, and was about to fall into his arms.

"court death!"

Yan was furious, and swung a fist, whistling loudly.

Han Xiao's reaction was extremely quick, he leaned over and grabbed Yan's waist.

With a punch in the air, Yan reacted and was about to elbow Han Xiao hard on the back.

Han Xiao didn't panic in the slightest, and swept his right leg towards Yan's supporting foot, and then with both hands, he threw Yan directly into the air.

This fall hit Yan hard.

After all, there is no complete martial arts system in this world.

Fighting against Yan, who is throwing fists and throwing wildly, only needs the simplest hug and throw to solve it.

Han Xiao stood on the spot, slowly stretched out his right hand, and hooked his fingers at Xie Yue who was watching the battle: "I said, you are together."

Xie Yue's expression turned cold, the boy in front of her was really too arrogant.

"In that case, don't blame me for being unruly."

(End of this chapter)