With a movement of her figure, she retreated backwards, about to jump into a yacht.
At this time, Yun Qingtong's eyes also flashed, and a throwing knife flew out of her right hand again.
Nangong Su subconsciously avoided, but the speed was a bit slower.
In just a few seconds, Yun Qingtong had already pounced in front of Nangongsu. With a flick of her right hand, flying knives appeared in both hands, and they fell towards Nangongsu's face at the same time.
The corner of Nangong Su's mouth twitched, and he flicked his right hand in the same way, a dagger appeared, and then swept forward without fear.
"Clang�"
The blades of the two sides collided, and a series of sparks and unpleasant sounds spread out at the same time. Afterwards, the figures of both sides retreated to the rear, and the soles of their feet rubbed against the deck and slid a certain distance.
But Yun Qingtong was obviously more sophisticated. While she was backing away, a flying knife flew out of her hand, and at some point in her right hand, there was a short knife similar to the Daoguo knife.
Nan Gongsu remained silent, stabbing out the dagger one after another, each time hitting the Daoguo dagger.
"Clang, clang, clang�"
The flames splashed, Nangong Su retreated step by step...
"Chairman, this is..."
Chu Nanxuan nodded and bowed his head with a doggy expression.
"The Shen family must have paid a lot of money for the dog tags of retired soldiers from the United States, and invited these dozens of mercenaries back."
"Now that these mercenaries have been damaged, it is enough for Shen Yu to hurt his muscles."
Ye Hao said lightly.
"And that woman just now..." Chu Nanxuan looked curious.
The skill of that white-clothed woman just now is definitely not simple, and she doesn't know her identity.
Ye Hao smiled and said: "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask, handle the scene well, remember, you are assisting the police station in arresting fugitives abroad, and you must ask them for a reward when the time comes."
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After another two hours, it was finally dawn.
In an old alley in Shanghai, a breakfast shop with a history of more than ten years officially opened.
Ye Hao chose a seat by the side of the road to sit down, ordered a portion of soy milk and a portion of deep-fried dough sticks, and ate them with great interest.
After a while, a woman with a guitar case, who looked like a high school girl, with a delicate and delicate face also came to the breakfast shop. She ordered a wonton, sat behind Ye Hao, and ate it in small bites.
Ye Hao flicked it casually, and threw ten chips with a face value of 100 million in front of the girl. Then he turned his back to her and asked curiously, "Can you confirm the identity of the person who fought against you this morning?"
Nangong Su carefully put away the ten chips, and then said softly: "I can be sure, she should be Xiaolou Yunqingtong."
"And her skill is even more terrifying than the legend. I can feel that if she hadn't taken care of it and didn't go all out, it would not be so easy for me to take advantage of it."
Ye Hao laughed: "You mean, even if Yun Qingtong goes all out, you can take advantage of it?"
The corner of Nangong Su's mouth turned into a disdainful arc, and he said coldly: "The killer should be ruthless, neither love nor hate, the best killer is the one who is ruthless in heart."
"Yun Qingtong was indeed a real killer twenty years ago, but now she has long been blinded by hatred." JrNovels.com