King of Assassins

The red hair looks ugly, his eyes roll around, and his face is full of rogue.

In the interstellar era, human beings have undergone continuous genetic optimization and their overall quality has been greatly improved.

An ugly appearance like Hongmao basically requires special customization.

For example, if a large theater company needs a harlequin, it will do gene customization.

The ugly red hair is so natural and rough, it is obviously a native of the dead planet.

The Black Flag League continues to plunder the population and use various methods to promote fertility. It does not use any genetic optimization technology.

The result is that the natives born in the Black Flag League are mostly stupid and ugly. However, this kind of naturally bred humans will always have geniuses.

The Black Flag League is at the expense of the majority in exchange for the evolution of a few individuals.

Moreover, the rules of the Black Flag League are very simple. This also caused chaos for the Black Flag League to rule the planet.

In the previous life, Gao Xuan had never understood why the Black Flag League could exist.

Although the Black Flag League has more than a dozen gold powerhouses, the overall strength is extremely weak. It is not difficult for the Alliance to destroy the Black Flag Alliance.

When Gao Xuan came back from his rebirth, his vision was quite different. He feels that the Black Flag League is more like an alliance pilot. Used to try another evolutionary route for mankind.

Chaos, fighting, and killing use the cruel living environment to stimulate people's wildness and fighting spirit.

Of course, this is just Gao Xuan's guess. The specific situation may be more complicated than this.

From Gao Xuan's perspective, he also felt that the existence of the Black Flag League was meaningful.

At least those who like crime can gather together and torment each other.

An orderly society maintains its own order. This is also good.

That's it, the Black Flag League is also a human sore. Although it can stimulate the self-healing ability of human beings and remind humans not to be too comfortable, it is really disgusting.

Gao Xuan hates the Black Flag League. If he has enough power, he will destroy the Black Flag League.

In the previous life, the Heiqimeng was the first group of people like this. Do not know how many bad things.

What Gao Xuan thought in his heart, but his face would not show. Not even a little red hair can see through.

He said to Hongmao: "How do you charge the fare?"

Hong Mao grinned and stretched out his hand and gestured: "Five yuan per kilometer, you must not deceive."

Of course, such a large organization as the Black Flag League has its own currency: Black Flag Coin. One piece is roughly equivalent to one credit point.

"can."

Gao Xuan went to pull the car door, but did not open it. Although this fuel car is not really antique, it is really broken enough.

The door handle was rusty, the door was not opened, and Gao Xuan almost pulled the handle off. Fortunately, Gao Xuan's strength is well controlled.

A look of disappointment appeared in Hong Mao's eyes. This doorknob was specially used to touch porcelain, and the other party was actually able to control it well.

But it doesn't matter, as long as the opponent gets in the car, he can't run away.

He killed this kind of fat sheep from outside.

Hong Mao unlocked the lock from the inside and kicked the door open. He greeted, "Get in the car."

This car is a kind of two-door four-seater sports car. Gao Xuan threw the backpack into the back seat and sat in the position of the co-pilot.

This kind of antique fuel car is indeed rare. Gao Xuan has never played it before, and it looks quite fresh.

The carriage was actually very narrow, and the leather seats were cracked. He heard the creak of the seats when he was sitting on it. It seemed that the legs of the underground load-bearing pillars were broken.

Gao Xuan wears this mechanical armor 20 kilograms, and his weight is 228 kilograms. The performance of this seat is also a bit exaggerated.

Hong Mao didn't care: "It's okay."

As he said, he stepped on the accelerator, and the car sprinted out.

The speed of the car quickly reached nearly 300 kilometers per hour, and the whole car began to tremble. It seems likely to fall apart at any time.

Hongmao is still opening the car window, and the wind passing through the window is particularly noisy. He also turned on the stereo, and the manic metal rock would blow his ears apart.

Gao Xuan wants to admit that such a poor ride experience is a feature.

However, the other party didn't even ask him where he was going.

Gao Xuan said, "I'm going to the Purple Lily Hotel."

"Purple lily, I know, the beauty in there is so exciting, hahaha, brother, you will pick a place..."

Hong Mao complimented and said, "However, the place like Viola is similar to the outside and has no special features. The brothers are from aliens and they are looking for excitement. I know a particularly exciting place in the Red Peach Palace. ..."

Hongmao talked about it and looked at Gao Xuan's face. Unfortunately, Gao Xuan's face had punk-style mechanical eyes, and most of his face also had mechanical visors. The whole person looked full of mechanical coldness and mercilessness. I can't see any expressions.

Seeing Gao Xuan didn't say a word, Hong Mao continued to bewitched and said: "The Palace of Hearts has everything, races of all skin colors, disabled, dead, and foreign races. You can play whatever you want..."

Gao Xuan said coldly, "Go to the Purple Lily Hotel."

Hong Mao was a little disappointed, but he still smiled and said, "What do you like, there is no one in Hundred Ghost City that I don't know!"

He tentatively said: "Looking at your dress, you like fighting punk style. We also have the theme of punk hunting. A group of women have modified organs. You can play as you like. If you want, you can kill as you please. There is a **** package.

"As long as you have money, nothing is a problem!"

Gao Xuan felt disgust in his heart.

He doesn't have a ethical addiction, but he has no bottom line to manipulate, kill, and even cut into pieces of meat to make money, but he has lost the bottom line.

In fact, Hong Mao is just the most ordinary member of the Black Flag League. He grew up in a chaotic and evil environment. All this is a normal life for him, and he does not think there is a problem. There will be no guilt or guilt.

If there is no problem, it is the biggest problem!

Of course not everyone is so evil, there will always be people who maintain the compassion in human nature, but it is difficult for such people to live long in the Black Flag League.

Red Mao talked endlessly, and took the opportunity to drive the car into a fork in the road. Seeing that the surrounding buildings are getting more and more dilapidated, the wormwood on both sides is getting higher and higher, and the road is also bumpy. This broken car is about to fall apart.

Gao Xuan reminded Hongmao: "You have gone the wrong way."

Hong Mao said indifferently: "It's right, this is the fast way to the center of the city. I don't take him this way for ordinary people. I'm watching you meet..."

"I think this is a dead end."

"How come, I am familiar with this road every day, don't worry, brother, I don't cheat others..."

Gao Xuan made it clear, and the other party insisted on seeking death, so there was no way.

Seeing Gao Xuan's silence, Hong Mao felt a little guilty in his heart. After all, Gao Xuan was wearing black iron armor, and his translucent reddish mechanical eyes could see many gears spinning silently. His face was almost blocked by the black visor.

From head to toe, the only spot that can be seen is a yellow hair.

Such a guy is a bit dangerous no matter how you look at it.

Hong Mao stepped on the accelerator violently, speeding up the car.

Both sides of the road were getting desolate, but Gao Xuan said nothing. Hong Mao gave a few explanations with a strong smile on his face.

When the car reached the entrance of a tunnel, Hong Mao stopped suddenly. He drew a large-caliber pistol from his waist and pointed it at Gao Xuan: "Brother, you obediently cooperate, we won't hurt you."

While Hong Mao was talking, a group of big men ran out from the depths of the tunnel.

These big guys were dressed in a mess, some were topless, some were wearing leather jackets, and some were wearing mechanical armor.

The weapons in their hands are also various, long swords, big sticks, electromagnetic guns, shotguns, etc...

The only thing in common is that everyone has a red hair.

A group of people surrounded the sports car, and a man over two meters tall pointed a gun at Gao Xuan's head and shouted, "Get off."

Gao Xuan was very obedient and pushed the door to get out of the car. He also walked a few steps forward until his forehead reached the gun of the man before he stopped.

Seeing Gao Xuan's sturdy appearance, the big man smirked: "You're pretty fierce! Do you know who we are? I'm the red-haired ghost gang!"

Everyone laughed triumphantly. For them, robbery was work and fun.

Everyone looked fierce and evil, and most people were already paralyzed by fear.

Gao Xuan stood there silently, which made the group of red-haired ghost gang feel a bit boring.

The headed man even felt that he was offended.

Generally speaking, they are robbing and will not kill casually. Because there is no benefit to killing. Let people go, there is still a chance to grab another time.

Unless the other party is a beautiful woman who can sell for a good price, they will take people away and sell them for money.

Of course ~www.ltnovel.com~ also has fierce resistance. Then they won't be polite.

Uncooperative things like Gao Xuan made the Chi-Fa Ghost Gang very upset.

The leading man pointed at Gao Xuan's leg with a shotgun and said, "I will teach you a lesson first."

He said that he pulled the trigger and wanted to break Gao Xuan's leg.

When the big man pulled the trigger, Gao Xuan flicked his shotgun, and the muzzle of the shotgun turned aside, blasting the brain of a big man standing next to him.

The leading man was shocked, and before he could react, Gao Xuan's palm wrapped in metal finger cots was already poking his throat.

The terrible force directly smashed the throat bone, most of the neck was broken, and the head without the support of the neck fell directly.

The big man was not dead for a while, but he couldn't breathe, and he didn't need any effort, and he was infinitely frightened.

Gao Xuan stretched out his hand and snatched the shotgun from his big man's hand, slammed it, banged twice, and two more guys' heads exploded.

At this time, everyone reacted. He drove the gun at Gao Xuan randomly. Gao Xuan grabbed the leading man and stood in front of him, then pulled out a long knife behind his waist.

This long knife with an arc, the blade is extremely sharp, the blade is sharp, and looks very murderous.

Gao Xuan's long knife scored left and right, and the people on both sides were cut into two pieces diagonally.

He retracted the knife and went in, rushing to the other side in one step. The long knife in his hand dragged out a circling knife light, and circled the crowd in a circle.

Pupupupu, blood splattered, and a group of hideous red hairs split into two almost at the same time.

Only the red hair who drove the car did not die. He was holding a six-wheeled large-caliber pistol, standing there trembling, and the two rows of frightened teeth were fighting, and he could not say a word.

When Gao Xuan stood in front of him, Hong Mao suddenly woke up. He knelt on the ground and threw the gun away at the same time: "Big brother forgive me, uncle forgive me..."