Brent clutched the weapon in his hand tightly, staring at the two people who suddenly appeared before him.

　　He has been engaged in intelligence trafficking for more than ten years,

and so,

　　 He knows that this profession is a very dangerous profession. If all professions in the world are clearly listed to rank a dangerous profession, he feels that he definitely has a chance to be on the list.

　　 corresponds to danger,

　　 Of course, he will also have some life-saving means. Although the sudden occurrence of this crisis made him a little caught by surprise, the weapon in his hand gave him a hint of comfort.

　　 He was sure to sieve the two dead men before digging the gun across.

"who are you?"

　　 asked Brent in a deep voice, his voice is very magnetic, like a radio anchor whispering in the midnight radio.

　　 "What do you say?"

　　 Wade didn't care about the weapon in the opponent's hand. For him now, this weapon is no different from a lollipop in the little girl's hand.

　　 Wade raised his hand,

　　 took off his hood in the eyes of the opposite guard, revealing a face like a potato fried in a hot pot.

　　 "Who do you say I am?"

Wade stared at Brent, he was waiting for the loud name to spit out from the opposite mouth, and then when the frightened expression appeared on the other side of the face, he was using the most brutal way to let the other side's head and wall come Close contact.

　　Just,

　　 After a long frown, Brent didn't say the name he imagined, but rather disgusted: "Are you coming here disgusting person?"

　　 "......"

　　Ryan silently reached out and poked Wade's waist, whispered: "You better look in the mirror yourself."

　　According to Wade's own account, the grudge between him and the intelligence dealer was discovered six or seven years ago, and Wade at that time was not this respect.

　　 "Sorry."

　　Wade froze for a while, put on the fluffy hood again, turned around and said to Ryan, "How about solving this matter for me?"

　　 "Fee even."

　　 "No charge this time."

　　 finished,

　　 Wade turned around and took a step toward Brent who looked disgusted.

　　 "What you just said broke my soft and fragile heart, so I think I should think of me in another way."

　　 "Go away, you ugly!"

　　 Brent's eyes flashed a bit of anger, and the bloodstained in the hands of their intelligence dealers would not be much less than that of ordinary agents;

　　 kill someone,

　　Especially kill this kind of person who ran to the door to give his head,

　　 to him is as simple as cutting steaks along the lines of beef.

"boom!"

　　 Several bullets shot at Wade in the shape of a honeycomb, but Wade didn't have the consciousness to evade at all. He now had only the hateful face and the smelly mouth that should be torn.

　　 "Poof!"

　　The huge impact made Wade take a step back, but he quickly rushed back again and grabbed the muzzle before the other party pulled the trigger for the second time.

　　 "Oops!"

"boom!"

　　At the same time as the second shot, Wade's arm pressed down, allowing several bullets to pass under his crotch.

　　 "Are you ready for a memory trip?"

　　 Wade raised his head, a very clear arc appeared at the lower end of the mask.

　　 step forward violently,

　　 Wade punched the opponent's hand with a punch, raised his elbow and hit Brent's forehead while the opponent was painful to release the shotgun.

"boom."

　　 Brent was directly hit back and was pushed back,

　　 Just as he was about to hit the wall behind him, a big foot suddenly printed on his chest, and then a huge force poured out from that foot.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 The wooden shelf behind the bar was overturned, and countless decorations hit Brent, who was sitting on the ground like a rain.

　　 left a deep mark on the wooden shelf.

　　 hadn't waited for him to make other reactions. He grabbed his hair again with one hand. The originally well-dressed split head was found damaged, but he couldn't protest now.

　　Because a cold had been attached to his throat, Wade touched a fruit knife from the bar and brought his face close to the blue and purple smooth face.

　　 Wade whispered: "Do you think of me now?"

"who are you!"

　　Brent now has no mind and energy to laugh at the ugly face of the other party, he began to quickly find all the offenders in his mind, but there is no one person's characteristics that can match this one.

　　 "It seems that the memories are not deep enough!"

　　Wade said coldly,

　　 immediately,

　　Lifted the right hand holding the fruit knife and pointed at Brent's thigh fiercely!

　　 "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

　　 Brent twisted weakly on the ground, but his scream obviously didn't satisfy Wade.

　　 "Can you hurry up."

　　Ryan urged behind,

　　 did not see this kind of scene, but the purpose of his coming this time was to find relevant information, but not to see how Wade punished the old enemies.

"Row."

　　 Wade promised,

　　At this moment,

　　 Suddenly he regretted that he had just thrown the line in the wild to imitate Ryan.

　　 If the katana is still around~lightnovelpub.net~ Maybe this guy has already recognized his identity.

When 　　 first came,

　　 Actually, Wade just wanted to vent his grievances from a few years ago, but the other party's ugliness really made him angry.

　　 Ever since his handsome face turned into this look,

　　 looks like he has become a forbidden place in his heart.

　　 However,

　　What kind of stuff are you?

　　 Wade glanced at Brent, who had begun to beg

　　He is not performing an assassination mission now, but revenge, so he does not need to conceal his identity at all, but wants the other party to recognize himself.

　　 Then,

　　End this time while the other party is in fear. This revenge is refreshing. The main event of revenge is not the end, but the process in the middle, the process of looking at the other party's extremely frightened but powerless.

　　If you wait until you have killed someone, and the other party doesn't know who you are, what is the revenge?

　　 "Maybe I need to give you a hint."

　　 Wade changed his mind,

　　 Picked up an apple from the bar and threw it into the sky, then the fruit knife in his hand turned into a silver lightning, and instantly cut the apple into countless pieces.

This,

　　 is his special skill in knives. He dared to pack the ticket. This stupid man named Brent has never seen a sword that is more powerful than his own, which is enough to remind him of his identity.

　　Just,

　　When Wade turned his attention to Brent,

　　 This little pitiful who has started to tremble slightly because of pain and fear, said carefully:

"fruit Ninja?"