Chapter 482: Stop Making Trouble!

"It's just the face of death. Xiaoxiao, although I don't want to, but there is no way, you have to die." Yan Chen helplessly shrugged his shoulders, turned the brush in his hand, and put the brush on it. above the ears. He took out a pistol from his pocket, then a knife, and then a pill bottle.

Looking at the things he took out one after another, Xiaoxiao just blinked, as if he hadn't reacted yet: "Are you kidding me?"

"Xiaoxiao, since we are friends, which way do you want to die?" Yan Chen placed pistols, knives, poison, and other things on the table beside him.

"You, please stop making trouble! What do you want? Do you want to fight with me?" She frowned. This was not the first time that Yan Chen had said that he wanted to fight with her. She completely ignored him now. Behavior and thought became the motivation for her to take action.

There was a hint of darkness in Yan Chen's eyes, and he sat on the high wooden chair next to the easel: "Xiaoxiao, I originally thought about having a decisive battle with you. But you said that you don't want to fight with your friends. So I can only use this Find a way. Because you must die no matter what."

His body exuded a black aura of death, his tone was very serious, and his lazy expression also had a terrifying seriousness to it.

This momentum made Xiaoxiao have no choice but to believe that this was true. What he said is true.

"You want to kill me?" When she asked this question, she hesitated, but because of his serious eyes, she had to express the biggest confusion in her heart.

"It's not that I want to kill you, but that someone wants to kill you. It has been delayed for a week, Xiaoxiao, and there is no way to delay it any longer."

"Who?!" she asked. Could it be that someone from the assassin hiring center came down with a task order to kill her? Did Yan Chen accept this order?

"Xiaoxiao doesn't need to know this. Because you are going to die soon."

Yan Chen's eyes didn't seem to be lying. Such a depressing atmosphere made her heart slowly calm down. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

When his eyes opened again, they had become very sharp: "Yan Chen, are you sure you want me to die? If you really think so, then I will resist."

"Resist? How can you resist if you are like this?"

"Do you think just four iron hoops can trap me?" She has been wearing weighted clothing every day for more than a year in the City of Death. I carry hundreds of kilograms of weight on my body every day. Although I can't say that I am extremely powerful, if I really want to break free, there will be no problem.

She clenched her hands into fists, and the veins on the back of her hands popped out. She used force! The iron ring holding her in place began to rattle, and she even looked like she was about to fall out of the chair.

The iron rings on her feet were also starting to tremble slightly as her feet exerted force.

Yan Chen quietly stared at the iron hoop that was about to be broken free, and said: "Xiaoxiao is indeed very powerful. So how can I take it lightly? If one hoop is not enough, then ten!"

I don't know what mechanism he touched, but behind those words, an iron ring suddenly appeared from the chair, and it was fastened to her wrists and ankles one by one.

She suppressed all the strength in her originally strong hand.

"Yanchen! You..."

"Xiaoxiao, you said that you don't want to fight with your friends, so in order to prevent you from fighting with your friends, I worked hard to design this mechanism. Why do you want to break away again?"

Mu Xiaoxiao glanced at the iron rings on her wrists and ankles, which completely froze her. With such careful preparation, Yanchen was serious.

Her mind was spinning rapidly, and she remembered that a week ago, Yan Chen once said that he wanted to kill her. At that time, she just laughed it off and didn't take it seriously. Moreover, at that time, he even asked to fight her to the death. After all, everything is true...

My hands and feet can no longer move.

"Friend, if you really want to kill me, will we still be friends?"

"Well... why not?" Yan Chen asked doubtfully.

"If friends could be killed casually, I think the world would be in chaos. Yanchen, I probably haven't done anything that makes you hateful."

"Yes." Yan Chen nodded.

"Then why did you kill me? And it was in the name of a friend. Do you know how much you hate someone before you kill them?"

"But the mission cannot be refused. Xiaoxiao, you have been a killer for so many years, so you should know this better than me."

"Well, I know how cruel it is." Xiaoxiao clenched her fists, and the sharpness of her phoenix eyes slowly disappeared. Yan Chen's weirdness made her no longer know what to say. Perhaps, it is really irreversible. She had escaped death so many times and finally fell here. God doesn't always favor the same person.

Silence, stillness. The room suddenly became very quiet. It was quiet like this for about five minutes.

Yan Chen stared at Xiaoxiao: "Why don't you speak?"

"Is there any point in what I say? You are bent on killing me, and I am powerless to resist." She said calmly.

"Don't you have any last words before you die?" Yan Chen was puzzled.

Silence, Mu Xiaoxiao fell into silence again. After a brief thought, her phoenix eyes became even sharper, and the corners of her mouth curved: "I'll make a bet with you, do you want to make a bet?"

"What bet?"

"Bet you won't kill me. Do you believe it?"

Yan Chen was startled, and gently touched the pistol knife on the table: "Xiaoxiao, are you kidding me? I won't kill you? Now I just need to move my fingers casually, and I can kill you. This bet Yes, you will definitely lose."

"No, I will definitely win!" A confident smile appeared on her lips.

Yanchen picked up the pistol and pointed the gun at Xiaoxiao's head playfully: "You will die as soon as I shoot. Do you still think you will win?"

"Yes. If you don't believe me, try it and see if you can shoot me."

He raised the pistol and quickly pulled the trigger of the pistol. With just one click of his finger, he could kill Mu Xiaoxiao, but... his eyes narrowed even more tightly: "Where did you come from? kind of confidence?"

"Why haven't you shot yet?"

"Xiaoxiao, why are you betting that I won't kill you?"

"Try shooting." Mu Xiaoxiao's smile became more open-minded.

It was because of her 100% unwavering confidence that Yan Chen hesitated. The gun was raised, but there was no movement. This stalemate continued for a long time.

Yan Chen breathed a sigh of relief and slowly put down his pistol: "Well, you tell me the reason why you bet with me, and I will consider not killing you."

"Do you really want to listen?"

"Yeah." Nodding seriously, he threw the pistol back on the table beside him.

Xiaoxiao said: "This kind of thing cannot be expressed in words. It is a kind of trust. Just like when I went to kill those brothers with you before, even though you always let me do it alone, at the last critical moment, I didn't Have you taken action?"