Wang Xiaoyan grabbed the bullet shell and began to carefully study the traces of the batch number on it. She studied it for a long time, but she didn't find anything unusual. It really was the bullet that she shot.
"How did you find it?" Wang Xiaoyan was very curious. Although Yang Ming found the bullet, she still didn't believe it. After all, the facts were in front of her. It was difficult to see the road in the dark, let alone find this small bullet shell.
"In fact, when you just shot, I locked the trajectory of the bullet, so I can calculate the approximate location of the bullet landing." Yang Ming said as if he was telling the truth.
"Really?" Wang Xiaoyan had some doubts, but she didn't completely believe it! After all, Yang Ming was the same as her. He was also an assassin, a very powerful assassin. Although it sounded shocking that he could lock the trajectory of the bullet, it was not impossible.
"It was true at that time. Otherwise, how could I find it? If I searched a little bit, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack. "Yang Ming explained as he spread his hands.
Wang Xiaoyan nodded. She couldn't help but believe it. However, in this bet, it seemed that she had a big advantage, but in fact, she suffered a big loss. She underestimated Yang Ming's strength a little too much. She always put him on the same level as her. She felt that it should be difficult for her to find the bullet, so Yang Ming should be the same. However, she didn't consider that Yang Ming was much more professional than her.
"You are so powerful. Why do you still need to do reaction training?" Wang Xiaoyan was a little angry because she lost the bet. Her tone was not very good. "I say, you didn't deliberately come up with such an excuse of reaction training to make a bet with me, right?"
It was no wonder that Wang Xiaoyan would think so because Yang Ming's behavior tonight was indeed a bit outrageous. Who would do a reaction test with nothing to do?
"It was just a coincidence." Yang Ming smiled. In fact, this was indeed the case.
Seeing Yang Ming's sneaky look, Wang Xiaoyan was angry. She didn't want to talk to him anymore and walked towards the car.
"It's freezing!" Wang Xiaoyan sat in the car and turned on the heater.
"Where are we going now? Going to your headquarters? "Yang Ming also got into the car and put the gear into drive.
"Okay, I'll tell you how to get there." Wang Xiaoyan nodded and put the previous matter aside. She really didn't understand why this guy's mind was so dirty and had so many dirty thoughts in it. You don't take your lover seriously? Why didn't he look for Chen Mengyan?
What Yang Ming did not expect was that Wang Xiaoyan's headquarters was actually located in Shanty Town! Although it was on the east side of Shanty Town, which was far from Fang Tian and Lin Zhiyun's home, it was still a coincidence!
The two assassins were so close to each other!
"Why set up the headquarters here? It seems to be quite remote. "Yang Ming looked around and said. There were only small roads here. The car couldn't come in, so it could only be parked on the side of the road outside.
"Isn't it good to be remote? A place with a lot of people is full of crooks. It's not good to be seen by people with bad intentions. There are almost no people here at night. "Wang Xiaoyan said.
"That's not it. I just feel that we are a new organization. It's not so comfortable to be in such a dilapidated place." Yang Ming explained.
"Just put up with it. This place is going to be demolished soon. We will make plans then." Wang Xiaoyan didn't care much.
As they talked, the two came to a small door. Wang Xiaoyan knocked on the door according to a certain order. After a while, a voice came from inside, "Who are you looking for?"
"It's me. Open the door." Wang Xiaoyan said softly.
The small door opened. After a young man saw Wang Xiaoyan, he said respectfully, "Leader."
Wang Xiaoyan nodded and stepped into the small door. Yang Ming followed behind, but he was stopped by the young man. "Leader, this is …"
"Let him in. He is a new member of the organization, and he is also my partner." Wang Xiaoyan said.
After the young man heard, he no longer stopped them. He let Yang Ming in, and then quickly closed the small door.
The courtyard wasn't big, but it was very clean and neat. Following behind Wang Xiaoyan, Yang Ming walked to the main hall.
The main hall, which was originally filled with whispers, became silent as Wang Xiaoyan walked in. Yang Ming walked in behind Wang Xiaoyan. Under everyone's puzzled eyes, he sat in the main seat.
That was Wang Xiaoyan's seat. Before she could sit down, Yang Ming sat down. She couldn't help but be annoyed. She glared at Yang Ming. Yang Ming didn't care. He smiled and whispered, "Would you like to sit on my lap?"
Wang Xiaoyan had no choice but to stand aside.
"Presumptuous! Who are you? How dare you sit in the leader's seat? "At this time, a brother in the organization stood up and pointed at Yang Ming with dissatisfaction.
Yang Ming glanced at him and glanced at the people in the hall. He actually saw three familiar figures. One was Wu Ming, who had just been released from Bao Sanli's place, and the other two were Hei Shu and Feng Dao, whom he met in Hong Kong.
"Your leader hasn't said anything yet. Who do you think you are?" Yang Ming glared at him. I just came here, and you want to show me who's boss?
The brother was so angry that he snorted. "You stand up, or I won't be polite!" "Ah, I'll explain.
It seems that I have to explain it. In the future, the Black Widow Assassin Group will be renamed the Black Butterfly Assassin Group. As for why it is called the Black Butterfly Assassin Group, it is because … Si … "Yang Ming took a deep breath. He only felt that his back seemed to be pinched by a crab clamp. When he looked back, he saw Wang Xiaoyan glaring at him. Yang Ming smiled and continued," You don't have to know why. What you need to know is that I will be your leader in the future … "
Yang Ming continued to talk, but Wang Xiaoyan used her hand to pinch him like a crab clamp. He only heard Wang Xiaoyan whisper, "If you continue to mess around, the previous bet will not count!"
Not count? Yang Ming was stunned. Does this Little Girl Wang mean that it still counts now? Thinking of this, Yang Ming's heart suddenly became active, and he changed the topic. "Ugh … of course, I am your deputy leader. Your leader is still her. Next, I will give my seat to her!"
Wang Xiaoyan looked at Yang Ming, who was acting like a clown. She was helpless. When she saw Yang Ming giving his seat to her, she was a little embarrassed. She shook her head and said, "You sit down."
"Leader, what the hell is going on?" The previous brother saw that Wang Xiaoyan did not refute Yang Ming's words, so he was no longer aggressive. He was just a little puzzled. How did this deputy leader come about?
"Golden Bull, don't be impatient. Listen to me." Wang Xiaoyan put away the previous smile on her face and replaced it with a serious expression. The people in the hall immediately dared not say anything. The man named Golden Bull also sat back and listened carefully to Wang Xiaoyan.
"This is the new assassin Yang Ming in the organization. I believe that several brothers have already dealt with him. I don't have to say much about his skill. He is better than me!" Wang Xiaoyan said faintly, "Wu Ming, Hei Shu, Feng Dao."
The three people immediately stood up. For Yang Ming, they had personally dealt with him, so they naturally had no doubts about the leader's words and nodded. However, the others had not dealt with Yang Ming, so they did not take it seriously.
"In the future, Yang Ming is also one of your leaders. When I am not here, you all have to listen to his dispatch." Wang Xiaoyan instructed everyone.
"Leader, we all admire you very much, but this Yang Ming, we have not dealt with him. If he wants to be our deputy leader, shouldn't he show his skills to the brothers?" The one who spoke was the Golden Bull, and he said with some dissatisfaction.
In terms of skill, although Golden Bull was not as good as Wang Xiaoyan, he was also the top in the Black Widow Assassin Group. He was more powerful than Wu Ming and Hei Shu, so he naturally would not be convinced.
"Golden Bull!" Obviously, Wang Xiaoyan was dissatisfied with his repeated questions. If Yang Ming was not around, it would be fine. However, with Yang Ming around, Wang Xiaoyan suddenly felt that she had lost some face. She let Yang Ming see her as a joke.
"It's fine, it's fine." Yang Ming stood up with a smile and waved to Wang Xiaoyan. Then he said to Golden Bull, "Brother Golden Bull, right? You tell me. What counts as showing my skills? "
"If you can beat me, our brothers will be convinced by you!" said Golden Bull.
"You? A group of brothers? Can you represent others? "Yang Ming smiled. However, he also guessed in his heart that this Golden Bull was probably the most powerful among these people.
Golden Bull hesitated and looked at everyone. Seeing that everyone nodded, he said, "Everyone has no opinion."
"Well, then you tell me. How do you want to compete?" Yang Ming knew that these people were much better than ordinary people. It was inevitable that some of them were arrogant. He was a newcomer. If he didn't show off, these people would obey on the surface due to Wang Xiaoyan's pressure, but they would definitely be dissatisfied in their hearts. Therefore, it was better to let these people be convinced. It would save them trouble in the future.
"There are no rules. It will stop at who loses," said Golden Bull.
"That's not very good, right? This kind of protracted battle is nonsense for an assassin! Who will continue to let you kill them after failing to kill them? " Yang Ming shook his head. "Let's do it this way. You attack me ten times. As long as you hit me once, I will lose. Otherwise, you will lose."
"Ten times!" Everyone was shocked after hearing it. Is it possible to miss once out of ten times?
Golden Bull also thought so, so he said, "This is not fair!"
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