Ye Junlang looked at the empty sleeve, his eyes becoming complex. 。"You've lost your right hand, but you still have your left!" Ye Junlang raised his eyes, staring at the lone-armed man's gradually reddening eyes. His voice was sonorous and powerful, "Where is your blood sword? As long as your left hand grasps your blood sword, you are still Blood Slaughter, still the king of killers who can slay strong enemies with a laugh!" The lone-armed man placed his left hand on the table. The bones in his fingers were almost twice the size of an ordinary person's, and his fingers were also very long, resembling a folding fan. Such a hand, whether holding a gun or a sword, would be extremely steady... 。At this moment, the fingers of this hand curled inward one by one, finally clenching into a fist. Veins bulged on the arm, resembling a coiled dragon, extremely ferocious and emanating an overwhelming sense of terror. 。But finally, the one-armed man's fist loosened suddenly, like letting out air. He said, "Satan, you don't know, he's too strong! Too terrifying! In the battle four years ago, I couldn't fight back at all. He cut off my right arm and severely injured me." 。Had it not been for a sudden, raging fire at the last moment forcing him to retreat, I would have surely perished! He must have thought I died in that inferno, but I managed to escape. The flames consumed half my face and body. 。From that time on, I came to this place. 。"But you're not alone, you're not fighting this battle by yourself. You have me, and behind me stands the army of Satan! He is the killing god, and you are the king of killers! If you continue to hide here, you will live in his shadow for the rest of your life. Do you really want to live such a miserable existence?" Ye Junlang roared, he said, "If you don't rekindle your fighting spirit, how will you know that you are not his opponent for the rest of your life? A true strongman should die on the battlefield rather than as a useless drunkard selling wine!""Satan, if you still consider me a friend, then shut your damn mouth!" The one-armed man roared angrily. 。Ye Junlang took a deep breath, calming the emotions in his heart. He stared at the one-armed man and said slowly, "Okay, I'll stop there." 。"I have only one thing to say, when you once again grasp the blood blade, come find me! I will always be waiting for your return!"A strange gleam flashed in the One-Armed Man's eyes, the coldness that had settled deep within his body was stirring at this moment. 。He didn't speak, he just nodded lightly. 。

"Come, have a drink"

。Ye Junlang raised his cup and drank with the one-armed man. 。

"When are you coming to New York?" the one-armed man asked.

。Just arrived, not even a day yet 。"Ye Junlang replied," 。

I had heard news from the Dark World a few days ago.

。The Night Organization, Bounty Alliance, and Assassin Alliance three forces jointly issued a bounty order against you and the Satan Army. 。“The one-armed man spoke, “There’s a branch of the Assassin’s League in Manhattan, New York. It’s run by Master! You actually dare to come to New York, aren’t you afraid of death?”

“Master? Just a lapdog under the Killer’s command.” 。"Even if he knew I was coming to New York, what could he do?" Ye Junlang sneered. 。As far as I know, the Master has already opened the second level of his own power secret realm. 。"The one-armed man stared at Ye Junlang and said, 'And you, the last time you came to see me, about a year ago, you had already reached the peak of Extreme Force Mirror. Why are you still at the peak of Extreme Force Mirror now? Are you deliberately suppressing yourself?'

'Yes, I am still suppressing myself. I've been waiting for a suitable opportunity to break through,'" 。"Ye Junlang spoke truthfully," 。A look of admiration flashed in the one-armed man's eyes as he slowly said, "Among the legendary powerhouses of the Dark World, to my knowledge, only one person has ever suppressed their utmost effort for over a year before breaking through..." 。"Oh?" Ye Junlang looked at the one-armed man. 。"

“Night King!”

The one-armed man said in a low voice

" 。Ugh! Hearing those two words, Ye Junlang couldn't help but take a deep breath. 。

Before Ye Junlang had gained the notoriety of "Satan" in the dark world, the Night King was already a behemoth within it. He loomed over all powerful figures in the dark world like an insurmountable mountain.

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No one knows just how strong the Night King is, nor what realm his power reaches. There are rumors that the Night King has broken through the ninth level of the Power Secret Realm, reaching a whole new level of strength.

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However, these legends can no longer be verified.

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For these years, the Night King seemed to have vanished into thin air, and gradually faded from the dark world.

。Instead, there rose rapidly the legendary powerhouses: the Dark King, the Shadow Queen, the Assassin League's God of Killers, the Asura Bishop of the Asura Temple, and the enigmatic Guildmaster of the Bounty Hunters' League. 。

"An Assassin's Guild branch is in New York, and you are hiding in New York as well."

。As the saying goes, the most dangerous places are often the safest. 。Ye Junlang said: 。The God of Death always thought I was dead. 。In fact, the dark world also believes that I am dead. 。"The one-armed man spoke calmly and continued, 'That's why I'm very quiet here. Even the guests who come here to drink don't know my true identity unless they're a few friends I knew before.'" 。"This branch of the Assassin's League is right here in New York. Haven't you ever had any thoughts about it?" Ye Junlang narrowed his eyes and asked. 。The one-armed man took another sip of his drink before saying, "This part of New York is an important stronghold for the Assassin's League. Besides the Headmaster himself, there are at least three top-tier assassins secretly in charge here." 。As for the rest of the assassins, there are simply too many to count. 。"To infiltrate this division of the assassination alliance, it wouldn't be easy, would it?"

"So all these years you've been staying here in seclusion, but in reality, you've also been secretly investigating and gathering information about this division of the assassination alliance, haven't you?" Ye Junlang asked 。

The one-armed man remained silent.

。Sometimes, silence is also a way of tacit consent. 。Seeing the reaction of the one-armed man, Ye Junlang felt relieved. Because he knew that the king of killers who once reigned supreme in the dark world was still alive. There was still hot blood flowing within his body. It had only been dormant for these years, waiting for the day it would erupt completely! A legendary powerhouse should not fade away like a useless person, waiting to die quietly. 。One should kill fierce enemies on the battlefield, dying nine times without regret! "You came to New York this time, is there something entrusted to you?" the one-armed man asked 。Ye Junlang shook his head and said, "It's not about a mission..." 。Coming to New York was keeping a promise, to find a beautiful woman. 。But in the middle of all that, something interesting happened. A few mysterious assassins snuck into the hotel where my date and I were staying, aiming for her. 。These assassins were very skilled and efficient. I couldn't find out who they were. 。In the battle, they did leave this thing behind. 。Could you take a look? 。As he spoke, Ye Junlang flipped his right hand over and placed an object on the table. 。First release by Traditional Novels Network

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