Fast time travel: The host takes his life and frantically teases and criticizes the villain

The killer could dodge the bullet, but the car couldn't dodge it. The tires of the remaining four cars were all blown out, so all the killers had to get out of the car and fight.

A group of killers wearing special black clothes changed positions extremely quickly and cooperated with each other.

Even though the bullets that flew upside down just now were eye-catching, they still had some confidence in themselves. They were all well-known killers. Could it be that they couldn't deal with just four people?

Not to mention one of them is disabled.

More than twenty killers ran towards Lincoln in a surrounding posture, and the bullets flew together, but they were all forced back by Cheng Yan in the same way.

Cheng Yan looked at the time and thought it was time, so he jumped off the roof and joined a group of killers.

Wherever he went, there were gusts of cold wind, wrapped in biting killing intent, almost condensed into substance.

The killers were horrified, the killing intent on this man was so terrifying!

For a moment, everyone was held back by Cheng Yan and had no time to care about the car that drove away.

Unfortunately, because of the serious damage, the extended Lincoln could not drive very far, and accidentally got stuck in a pit covered by thick snow and was forced to stop.

The driver and Fu Jin were alone, guarding the car to prevent anyone from approaching.

As for Cheng Yan, who was in the melee, they had no intentions, and Master Fu was the most important.

And Cheng Yan is very strong, maybe he can escape from twenty killers.

"who are you?"

One of the killers asked in a deep voice when he was in close combat with Cheng Yan.

Cheng Yan was a little surprised, he still had to talk during the assassination, it seemed that he recognized his identity, otherwise he wouldn't break the rules.

This person is dexterous and has a small frame. Although the face cannot be seen, it is easy to see that it is a woman.

She seemed to recognize him.

Also, his face is quite ostentatious, how could people in the same organization fail to recognize him.

"Didn't you go on a mission, why are you here?"

Seeing that Cheng Yan didn't speak, she continued.

Cheng Yan frowned, did she know that the original owner was on a mission?

It seems that the relationship is unusual.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yan suddenly remembered that the original owner had a "colleague" with whom he had a good relationship in secret.

Juan Yi ranked fifth on the assassin list of the Dark Messenger Organization.

"What can I do if I'm not here?" Cheng Yan replied speciously.

Juanyi frowned, understood what was going on, sneaked up on Cheng Yan's branch, stabbed himself seriously in the abdomen, and then slowly retreated in the melee.

Gradually disappeared.

Seeing her go, Cheng Yan pursed his lips and sped up his hunt.

His steps were extremely strange, and he only held a branch picked up on the spot in his hand, but it was more terrifying than the death scythe, leaving no one alive wherever he passed.

How could a person who practiced martial arts have no hostility in his body? On the contrary, a person as powerful as Cheng Yan had a corresponding amount of hostility.

On weekdays, he can't see the slightest bit, but when he really needs it, he will know how powerful and terrifying his inside is.

The branches were covered with blood, and there were many black corpses lying on the white snow. The snow fell from the tree covered the corpses, covering them with a quilt from the end of life.

Cheng Yan was clean, and he walked towards Fu Zhiyan's place wearing the thin snow that fell from the air.

The blood behind him was left behind by him, and the wind blew away all the sins, less than half of it was stained.

There was a smile on his lips, as if he wasn't the one who killed more than twenty people just now.

Fu Zhiyan stared dimly at the man walking towards him.

He kept timing in his heart, and Cheng Yan took less than 5 minutes for the whole process.

There is still suspicion of paddling in these 5 minutes.

And the killer who was quietly let go by Cheng Yan.

Cheng Yan's identity was indeed more interesting than he had guessed.

Fu Jin restrained his excitement, and told himself repeatedly in his heart that he was not yet completely safe and could not be distracted.

However, Cheng Yan is so handsome!

Fu Jin has had a serious obsession since he was a child, otherwise he wouldn't have followed Master Fu for so many years.

Now seeing a person who is so powerful that he is almost inhuman, he wished to ask him for advice on the spot.

The more he thought about it, the more serious the expression on Fu Jin's face became.

Like an enemy.

Seeing him like this, the driver tensed up, ready to fight at any time.

Could it be that Master Fu's new bodyguard is the most dangerous one?

Cheng Yan didn't care about the twists and turns in several people's minds, and walked to Fu Zhiyan's window in a few steps.

Reaching out and knocking, the car window lowered, and he smiled as if asking for credit: "Master Fu, it's done."

"Ah."

Fu Zhiyan just hummed indifferently, and the blackening value did not drop at all.

But Cheng Yan couldn't restrain his joy.

Seeing the corners of his lips curled up so high, Fu Zhiyan felt puzzled in his heart.

Why is he so happy?

Is it because you are happy to kill someone?

Fu Zhiyan pursed his lips, and it was rare to meet someone more perverted than himself.

009 looked at the motionless blackened value with sad eyes, "Host, close your big teeth, we may fail the mission in this world."

Cheng Yan restrained himself when he heard the words, "What will happen if you fail?"

"It's not that good, it's just that if I don't have the energy, it's hard to take the villain to the next world." 009 held his head, frowning.

Cheng Yan frowned, realizing the seriousness of the matter.

But even he couldn't guess what Fu Zhiyan was thinking.

How exactly should this task be done?

He doesn't have extra emotions for anyone at all, and those rages seem to be for others to see, but in fact his indifference is carved into his bones.

"If it really doesn't work, then it's fate." Cheng Yan said in a heavy voice.

009 was surprised, "The host sees it so openly?"

"There is nothing to dislike. It is a great fortune for a normal person to be with him for a lifetime. I can meet him three times, which is already a gift from heaven."

Cheng Yan leaned against the car and sat on the snow, looking up at the darkness in the sky.

Snowflakes seem to fall, like stars falling into the interstellar, fleeting.

Cheng Yan has lived for 2000 years, which is already considered an eternal life for him. What is there to be dissatisfied with? If this time is the end of his life, he will not say no.

009 nodded secretly, and recorded this sentence in a small notebook.

Fu Zhiyan's people quickly arrived at the scene and took the four of them away.

This time, Cheng Yan didn't sit on the roof, but sat opposite Fu Zhiyan.

He chose the position with the furthest distance in a straight line.

Fu Zhiyan glanced at him, then raised his thin lips, "You don't have a weapon on you?"

Even using tree branches is not absolutely confident in oneself, and ordinary people really can't do it.

"No." Cheng Yan replied honestly.

Everyone on the boat has to be checked. The original owner didn't bring a gun, but only a multifunctional dagger. Now that the dagger is with Fu Zhiyan, he naturally has nothing on him.

An object was suddenly thrown into his arms, and Cheng Yan quickly caught it.

It is a Wesson m500.

The body of the gun is very new.

Facing Cheng Yan's questioning gaze, Fu Zhiyan's tone was unpredictable: "Meeting ceremony."

Cheng Yan didn't have any unnatural expression when he heard these three words, and accepted them without any burden.

"Thank you, Master Fu."

He put the gun away properly, with that cherished look that seemed to be a treasure handed down from generation to generation.

Fu Zhiyan lowered his brows, looked away, closed his eyes and fell asleep.