Chapter 509 The Wolves Are Coming

One after another, the twisted and deformed shells fell to the ground from Nie Yu's skin, but there was no trace of wounds on the latter's body... The black luster was like steel at dusk, indestructible.

[Iron Armor].

At this moment, the killers who took action widened their eyes at the same time.

They had been struggling between blood and fire for so many years, and had participated in assassinations and gunfights, but this was the first time they had seen a monster that could withstand bullets with its flesh...

They knew that Nie Yu was awesome, but the scene before them was really beyond their understanding. It seemed that only Superman in the movie could do this.

Just as everyone was stunned, a trace of rage climbed into Nie Yu's eyes. He took a step forward slowly, and the pressure of the fifth-level Bingshendao rushed out from the empty wolf eyes, as if a mountain was instantly pressing on everyone's heart.

Whether they took action or not, all the killers' hearts were beating wildly at this moment, like a blood pump that was about to be squeezed out, and the whole person couldn't help trembling!

The next moment, Nie Yu came to a killer who was still holding a gun.

The iron-like palm grasped his throat, and the terrifying force lifted him up from the ground like a chicken. The killer's face instantly turned red. The pressure between life and death made him subconsciously raise the muzzle of the gun again. While whimpering in pain, he pulled the trigger at Nie Yu's forehead!

Bang bang bang bang——! !

The gunshots rang out one after another, and the killer emptied the entire magazine in fear, but as wisps of green smoke floated from the muzzle, several twisted shells fell to the ground one after another... Nie Yu's eyebrows were smooth and flat, without even a dent left, and his gaze at the killer became more and more sinister.

"Who gave you the courage... to kill me?"

As Nie Yu finished speaking, the killer's neck was crushed by him, and scarlet blood splattered in the air, dyeing the surrounding killers into blood men, standing there like a wooden chicken.

This extremely shocking scene was unacceptable even to this group of veteran killers. The few people who had originally wanted to plot against Nie Yu now felt a sense of absurdity... They just wanted to kill this kind of monster? ?

In the depressing atmosphere, Nie Yu's eyes fell on the pieces of the killer who had just been crushed, and a mobile phone with a bright screen attracted his attention.

He narrowed his eyes and picked up the phone from the pool of blood.

"The reward... was modified?"

Nie Yu saw his wanted page at a glance, but the original Su Zhiwei wanted poster disappeared without a trace... The most important thing is that the initiator of this post was Vulture.

His face instantly became extremely gloomy.

"Damn it!"

Nie Yu knew very well that Vulture would never do such a thing. The only possibility that the reward was tampered with was that Vulture had been killed... Not many people could find and kill Vulture, and the other party could also crack his phone and usurp the dark web account... The initiator of all this is about to come out.

Nie Yu originally thought that he was the only hunter, but now it seems that the man in brown is also hunting him in secret! ?

Nie Yu's murderous intent became more and more sinister. He suddenly looked up at the museum in the distance, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Since Chen Ling went to kill the vulture, it means that there is no one guarding the museum now. As long as they take action, Su Zhiwei will definitely not escape. Chen Ling stole his nest, so he destroyed it as a return gift.

Thinking of this, Nie Yu's eyes fell on the many killers again, and his right hand gently grasped the handle of the hunting knife behind his waist.

A very thin invisible silk thread crossed the void, and the next moment, the three killers who had just tried to kill him, a red line appeared on their necks at the same time, and their heads and bodies slowly slid apart, and the broken ends were as smooth as a mirror.

They only felt an itch in their necks, and the picture in front of them turned upside down. The last picture they saw was their headless bodies still standing.

Nie Yu didn't even pull out the knife, and the three killers' heads fell to the ground automatically.

[Fengsi].

This strange scene was even more shocking than the previous crushing of a head with bare hands. The remaining eight killers were completely frightened and wanted to escape but couldn't. Their feet felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

Nie Yu slowly loosened the handle of the hunting knife behind his waist, and his calm voice echoed in the wilderness:

"This 80 million... do you want it?"

Everyone finally came to their senses. Although they also saw the reward, they didn't do anything to Nie Yu just now, either because they were timid or because they knew what they were doing. This is why they are still alive... Hearing this, they immediately trembled and said:

"No... don't."

"Very good." Nie Yu said lightly, "Although the reward on the webpage has been cancelled, I will still give a bounty to anyone who kills Su Zhiwei... Do you want Su Zhiwei's head worth 8 million, or do you want to try to take my head worth 80 million, you can choose."

After that, Nie Yu carried the hunting rifle and walked straight towards the museum.

Many killers looked at each other in place, hesitated for only half a second, and then quickly followed... The dim sunset sank at the end of the horizon. Under the deep blue night, a fierce wolf led a group of wolves and silently approached the prey.

...

Museum.

Second floor, embroidery room.

Next to the spacious French window, Yao Qing held an embroidery needle. In front of him was a two-meter-long picture of the spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River. Although it was not a finished product, as the slender embroidery needle continued to insert, more and more details were filled in.

Xiao Chunping, leaning on a cane in both hands, walked slowly to his side, quietly watching the picture of the spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, with a complex look in her eyes.

"Grandma, what do you think of my embroidery?" Yao Qing looked up and asked, seeming to be expectant.

"You are worthy of being my good grandson, your embroidery skills are getting better and better." Xiao Chunping smiled kindly, reaching out to touch his head gently, "At least in the 'Spring Scenery', you have already reached perfection, even grandma may not be able to compare with you."

"How can I compare with grandma." Although Yao Qing said so, he was extremely happy in his heart, scratched his head embarrassedly, "Besides... I am only good at embroidering spring scenes, other scenes and characters, I can't even compare with grandma's one finger."

"My dear grandson, why do you always only embroider one style of Jiangnan spring scene?"

"Well... There is no reason, I just like it." Yao Qing turned his head slightly, and his voice was a little lighter, "I like this style, so I want to do it to the best..."

Xiao Chunping looked at him deeply and sighed helplessly.

"That's good... specializing in one style will make it easier for you to find your own path."

After hearing this, Yao Qing seemed to remember something. After hesitating for a moment, he asked:

"Grandma, do you believe that there are people in this world who can gain superhuman power because of their belief in something?"