Naruto: The ultimate killer!
Chapter 1 Death
The bright moon was in the sky, and the hazy moonlight shone on the forest path. Although it slightly dispelled the darkness, it gave off a cold light. The secluded path is desolate and cold to the soul, and the forest is quiet and melancholy. A black shadow slowly moved forward in the forest, seeming to merge with the darkness, like a ghost.
A villa is located outside the forest. Tall walls surround it, indicating the extraordinary identity of the owner. The iron gate is locked, isolating the house from the outside world.
Through the faint moonlight, a black figure appeared vaguely. A tall and erect young man wearing a black windbreaker stood in front of the door, with a dark red handle hanging from his waist.
The young man pulled out a dagger and pried open the door lock. He gently pushed the door open and looked at the main entrance of the villa not far away. He did not act rashly and observed quietly.
Ten seconds later, the young man bent down and gently inserted the dagger into the ground in front of him. There was a crisp sound of gold and iron intersecting, and after the soil was slowly pushed away, a landmine was exposed in the air.
After the young man slowly took out the mine, he inserted the dagger into the hole of the mine and stirred it gently. There was another crisp sound, and there was a landmine underneath the mine! Obviously, the owner of the courtyard is no ordinary person. He actually knows how to use Zimu Lei to confuse the enemy. Once the opponent is careless, the consequences will be disastrous.
The second mine was taken out, and the young man continued to repeat the same action. After confirming that the ground under his feet was safe, he took a small step and continued to carefully eliminate landmines.
Deep in the villa, dim lights reflected in the vast hall. A middle-aged man in his forties was sitting on the sofa with an American cigar in his mouth. He poured the red wine in front of him into a glass and drank to himself. discretionary.
Dozens of men stood behind the middle-aged man, all of them silent. One of them walked out of the crowd, stood beside the middle-aged man, and said softly: "Boss, is it really okay if you don't send people out to guard them? Charming will organize them..."
Hearing the word "Charming" organization, the middle-aged man's hand holding the cigar trembled slightly. However, he had obviously experienced a lot of hardships and quickly calmed down his emotions. He exhaled thick smoke and said: "It's okay. There are landmines outside the house, and it won't be of much use if you go there. Although I don't think the other party will retreat in spite of the difficulties, I don't think the other party can kill so many of us."
The middle-aged man's tone was calm, revealing a touch of confidence, as if he didn't take the matter to heart, but the middle finger of his left hand kept tapping on the sofa, obviously feeling very uneasy inside.
"The passport will be ready tomorrow. As long as we spend tonight, everything will be over." The middle-aged man added, although it seemed like an answer, he was more talking to himself, trying to suppress the uneasiness in his heart. . He stared at the slowly swinging clock on the wall, feeling anxious inside but still pretending to be calm.
A soft "squeak" sound was particularly harsh in the silent hall, and there was a slight echo. Dozens of men looked at the door, and a man in black came into view. Although everyone was watching, the man still maintained a calm demeanor, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.
"Who are you in the Charming organization?" the middle-aged man asked softly, still sitting on the sofa and sipping red wine. However, the fantasy in my heart has long been shattered, and the thought of burning the boat has arisen.
"Youye." The young man replied with two words, his tone was robotic and without a trace of emotion.
The hand holding the wine glass shook, and the red wine in the glass almost overflowed. The middle-aged man slowly put the wine glass down, leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The people in this hall are all killers, and they are all slightly famous killers. Naturally, they know what the "Charming" organization is. A mysterious killer organization hidden in the darkness, a killer group that does not belong to any force, a force that intersects with hidden departments of governments of various countries, a group of monsters that do not seek reward, but only exist for killing. The underworld forces, governments of various countries, and the "Charming" organization are vaguely the three major forces in the world. The core members are all killing machines who have killed thousands of people. And You Ye is the king of the "Charming" organization and the myth of the entire killer world.
Hearing the other party's name, dozens of people around him took a deep breath. The atmosphere suddenly became heavy, and the hall was so silent that one could clearly hear a silver needle falling to the ground.
You Ye's calm momentum put a mountain of heavy pressure on these dozens of famous killers. After a few minutes, a killer who was closer to You Ye finally couldn't stand the psychological oppression anymore and took out his pistol and pointed at You Ye. One shot fired.
"Bang", there was no expected scene of You Ye's body being dislocated, or this expectation was just a pure fantasy. At the moment of shooting, Youye leaned forward, like a rabbit rising and a falcon falling, like a panther pouncing on food. His movements were so weird that he didn't even have time to adjust his sight. His eyes blurred, and Youye's hand was already pinched. On his own wrist.
"Click", no surprise, the wrist bone has been completely crushed. A sudden sharp pain shot up from his arm, stinging his brain. But at this time, the person who shot the gun was more afraid of Youye than the pain, and murmured to himself: "This is, this is a ghost..."
Before he finished speaking, sharp pain came from his chest again, and three fingers of Youye's right hand were inserted into his left chest. The fingers, which did not appear to be powerful, actually pierced his skin and inserted into his organs as easily as steel bars.
Looking at the slowly falling figure in front of him, his eyes as wide as copper bells showed a look of fear and unwillingness. Youye's face was still as cold as frost, and the blood on his fingers dripped on the ground, and a clicking sound echoed in the quiet room. into everyone's ears, reminding people that this is not a dream, but reality.
"Gulu", several of them swallowed their saliva, looked nervously at the calm You Ye in front of them, and communicated with others with their eyes.
The killers present immediately understood and each took out their own weapons. At this time, when fighting a killer of You Ye's level at close range, guns have become useless. Moreover, there are many people on one's side, and guns are more likely to kill by mistake.
Surrounded by everyone, You Ye had no intention of retreating. Looking at the dozens of powerful killers in front of him, he slowly drew out his sword and faced off against everyone.
"Cang", the crisp sound of weapons clashing echoed in the hall, kicking off the battle.
The middle-aged man was still leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed, and his ears were filled with the sound of weapons clashing, screams, and the sound of falling to the ground. Not paying attention to the fierce battle, You Ye went out, but there was no chance of his own survival.
In less than five minutes, the surroundings returned to deathly silence. The middle-aged man opened his eyes and saw a black figure sitting opposite, it was You Ye.
You Ye's breathing was not disturbed at this time, and the windbreaker on his body was not stained with blood or even wrinkled. Not far away, all the killers fell to the ground, even with broken arms and limbs. Blood was scattered on the ground, and clusters of bright red flowers bloomed.
"Lafite?" Not paying attention to the middle-aged man's surprised gaze, You Ye picked up the wine glass and took a sip, saying softly.
The middle-aged man finally saw You Ye's face. His facial features are delicate, his knife-like cheeks reveal a sense of perseverance, his bright pupils are as bright as stars, and the corner of his mouth is slightly curled up with a smile. He is like a good young man who is harmless to humans and animals. There is no way to connect him with the cold killer just now.
"Let's do it." The middle-aged man said softly, with a hint of relief in his eyes.
Without answering the other party's words, Youye stood up while enjoying the lingering fragrance of red wine in his mouth. A white light flashed and the middle-aged man fell to the ground.
It was already early in the morning. Standing outside the gate of the villa, looking at the looming morning light in the east, a smile appeared on You Ye's face. He took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.
"Brother, the mission is accomplished." You Ye's tone was frivolous, not like a top killer at all, but more like a carefree boy.
"Is the mission completed?" the man on the phone asked immediately, but in a positive tone.
"You tell me, I'm going to enjoy some vacation after this mission. It'll be okay, man."
"Okay..." the man on the other side replied calmly and hung up the call.
"It's really not interesting at all." You Ye complained slightly, and the figure slowly disappeared into the woods.
On the other side of the phone, a bald man looked at the document in his hand and was deep in thought: "It's really terrifying. It's a total annihilation. I don't know how many people he has killed. It was already five figures two years ago. Therefore, this Not surprising." He closed the document lightly and sat quietly in front of the table, his eyes flickering.
In a simple house, You Ye stood in front of the window, looking at the lovers and friends chatting happily downstairs. He glanced at the tachi hanging on the wall, "This does not belong to me." A soft chant, It reveals a touch of helplessness, a touch of vicissitudes, and a touch of desolation.
Although You Ye is usually carefree, he is extremely lonely inside. Like most otakus, he will watch some anime to kill time. I turned on the computer and watched the anime stored in the computer.
At this time, Naruto's picture was playing on the computer, and what was playing was the scene where the Fourth Hokage and Kushina died fighting the Nine-Tails. Hearing Kushina's last words of encouragement to Naruto, Yuye's eyes filled with tears. After feeling a trace of mist, he took out a bottle of wine and drank it in one gulp. After a while, he fell on the bed and fell asleep.
"Dad, Mom." A cheerful voice sounded. A handsome boy was running in the living room. In the direction of running were a kind middle-aged man and a gentle young woman standing.
"Tianyun, I'm eight years old. What kind of gift do you want?" the middle-aged man said dotingly.
"I want that knife." The boy pointed to the ink-colored sword hanging on the wall and said coquettishly.
"Are you so interested in knives at a young age?" the young woman said reproachfully, but the love in her eyes was no less than that of her husband beside her.
"Haha, it's okay. Although I spent a lot of money to get it from the auction, but if my son is happy, I can give it to him. But Tianyun, you are still young. Although the knife has a history of hundreds of years, it is still sharpened. Iron is like clay." The middle-aged man said worriedly.
"But I'll give it to you when you're older." Seeing his son's little mouth pouting, the middle-aged man changed the topic and immediately made him smile.
The scene suddenly changed. The luxurious mansion no longer existed, replaced by a raging fire.
"Dad, Mom!!!" The boy knelt in front of the ruins and cried loudly. The sad voice made everyone around him feel unbearable. Although the Ye family was rich and powerful, the couple was approachable and amiable. Now, due to an unexpected fire, only ten-year-old Ye Tianyun is left alone.
"Child, everything is burned to pieces, only this knife is left." This knife was the birthday gift he requested two years ago. When the firefighter saw Ye Tianyun who was already sluggish, he couldn't bear to look any longer. He put the knife in front of the child and left quietly.
I don't know how many hours passed, but Ye Tianyun's tears had dried up. He picked up the only thing that could prove that he once had a happy family, and slowly disappeared into the crowd.
The screen is broken.
"Whoosh", Ye Tianyun suddenly stood up from the bed, breathing heavily, his pajamas soaked with sweat.
"It's a dream..." Ye Tianyun wiped the sweat from his forehead, his eyes were still a little distracted, as if he had not yet broken free from the memories. Suddenly, he felt something was wrong. He turned around and saw a bald man sitting at the table with his eyes closed and concentrating.
"Brother, why are you here?? Mission?? Didn't you agree to take a vacation? Find someone else." Ye Tianyun instantly regained his carefree character, but he was secretly alert in his heart, guessing the other party's purpose.
"Yours." The bald man responded lightly, walked forward slowly, and handed a document to Ye Tianyun.
"This... this is..." Ye Tianyun looked at the contents of the document and was shocked for a long time, but there was nothing to follow.
"The governments of the six countries and the underworld have jointly submitted an assassination mission to us, targeting You Ye." the bald man explained. "Neither the government nor the underworld wants you to exist. After all, your danger exceeds that of everyone, including us."
Ye Tianyun looked at the document in his hand, but he didn't have much regret in his heart. He had been killing alone for more than ten years and was already tired of it. Wanting to live a normal life is just a luxury, and death is the best ending.
"Are all the people in Charming here?" As expected, the other party was silent.
"Sorry to trouble you." Ye Tianyun smiled slightly, not caring about life and death. The bald man sighed slightly, took out a gun and pulled the trigger.
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