Chapter 1987
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The old European man in front of her suddenly took out an extremely sharp scalpel, and Ning Xi subconsciously stepped back.
No matter how slow her reaction was, she knew that the Caucasian old man and the black man beside him were assassins.
"You're … Doctor Death, one of the top ten killers on the list?!"
Tang Lang furrowed his brows.
"Young man, you know me?" The Caucasian old man asked with a smile.
Tang Lang sucked in a mouthful of cold air when he saw the old man admitting his identity.
'Doctor Death' was the old man's nickname.
The Caucasian old man in front of him was famous among the underground forces in Europe and America.
When he was young, he was an extremely famous surgeon.
Later on, the Caucasian old man used his scalpel to cut off the heads of his wife and daughter. He was a complete pervert!
Since then, he became an assassin, and the outside world gave him the nickname of 'Doctor Death'.
Tang Lang's heart skipped a beat. Since this old European man was Doctor Death, the black man next to him should be his partner, Yorick, who was ranked seventh on the Cardinal Sin Killer Leaderboard, and also known as the Germaphobe.
To be able to get two of the top ten killers on the list to come to China to assassinate him, he must be from Europe's side …
"Do the two of you have any last words? If not, we can start now." Doctor Death smiled.
At this moment, Tang Lang widened his eyes and shouted, "Grandpa! Someone didn't give you face and came to challenge us! "
Soon, Han Xiao walked toward the door with a chicken drumstick in his hand. Wearing Ning Xi's slippers, Han Xiao's mouth was full of grease.
"Old thing, don't run if you have the guts. My grandpa is here, just you wait!"
Tang Lang's serious face finally disappeared when he saw Han Xiao walking toward him in slippers. He began to eat the remaining watermelon in his hand.
"Who is it?"
Han Xiao walked toward Ning Xi.
"It's this old black man and this old fart!" As Tang Lang ate the watermelon, he pointed at Doctor Death and Yorick, the Mysophobic Ripper.
"Who are you?"
Han Xiao took a piece of watermelon from Tang Lang's hand and asked while eating.
Ning Xi was completely speechless when she saw Tang Lang and Han Xiao.
These are the top ten killers on the list. Can't you guys give them some face? Can't you give me some face?
After seeing Han Xiao's appearance, the frenzied look in the old man's eyes instantly disappeared.
Yorick, in particular, quickly put away his submachine gun. A fawning smile suddenly appeared on his originally cold face. "Aiyo, Master Xiao, why is it you?"
Yorick's forehead was covered in cold sweat.
This … Is the higher-ups playing some kind of international joke?!
No one told them that the freak Han Xiao was here!!!
"Who are you?"
Han Xiao asked while eating a melon.
"Master Xiao, look at your memory … I'm Yorick …"
Yorick hurriedly smiled apologetically.
"Oh."
Han Xiao thought for a moment, but couldn't recall anything.
"In the past, I was blind enough to offend you. You were magnanimous and broke one of my legs. Later, my friend reattached it." Yorick looked at the old European man beside him.
About two years ago, he and "Doctor Death" accepted an assassination mission and met Han Xiao on the way …
In the end, he was almost beaten to death by Han Xiao...
Yorick's leg was broken, and it was reattached by "Doctor Death."
"What do you mean by pointing a scalpel at me?" Han Xiao looked at the old European man.
"Oh … I …" The old European man's body trembled. Then, he immediately swept his chin with the scalpel. "Master Xiao, don't misunderstand. I'm shaving …"
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