Chapter 492: Elegant Slaughter (Part 1)

"A man is supposed to kill, and his karma will last forever, but in killing, killing one person is the most sinful, killing ten thousand people is a hero, and killing nine million is a hero among heroes!"

Mu Qiu looked at Long Yue in front of him, and he smiled softly. You know, it's been a long time since he longed for killing and blood so much!

Although I seldom kill myself, that feeling can be said to be unsurpassed by any woman or any fine wine. It is an obsessive feeling.

That's right, sometimes, killing does fascinate people, and Long Yue, who was beside him, looked at the man in front of him, this man who easily subdued him.

As the third expert in the organization, second only to Huang Quan, he couldn't even block a move. This guy's strength is simply a monster.

Originally Huang Quan was a monster, but she didn't expect her brother to be even more so. At this moment, she believed that what Mu Qiu said was not arrogant, but confident!

Mu Qiu looked at Long Yue and smiled softly: "Playing politics and business requires realm, and chasing women and being a pervert requires realm, but in my opinion, the thing that needs the most artistic conception and realm is killing people."

"That's real art. A good killer will always be an artist. The best killer will always be a top artist!"

At this moment, Long Yue was sitting there. Looking at Mu Qiu in front of her, she suddenly realized that she wasn't nervous anymore. Then, she smiled lightly and said lightly, "I agree with that."

"Hold it for me." Mu Qiu handed the half-drunk wine glass to Long Yue, stood up proudly, and said calmly, "Remember, killing is not all, simple killing full of blood is not art, it is violence .”

Long Yue, who took the wine glass, looked up at the man who wantonly released his evil charm, and suddenly knew why Huang Quan liked such a man.

Charming, confident, calm, and rational, he is like a poppy exuding a charming aura in the dark night, making all the women intoxicated by his side.

Suddenly, Long Yue stood up, and two broken swords appeared in her hands. When she saw Mu Qiu again, the slender Mu Qiu was already standing on a high place, smiling like a gentleman, and bowed slightly to her.

Those intoxicating eyes made Long Yue, who still had an expression on his face, have to admit that even if this handsome man didn't have that fasting, he could still make a woman intoxicated by his elegant, decadent, and warm eyes.

This is also the reason why he can attract the attention of so many women. Such a man is simply the biggest poison to his daughter!

With mixed feelings, Long Yue raised the wine glass in his hand towards Mu Qiu who was standing proudly, as if to tell Mu Qiu that it was time to kick off the curtain.

At this time, perhaps the two of them didn't realize that this kind of tacit understanding is definitely not something that ordinary people can have, and it is not something that ordinary women can have.

It can be said that Long Yue later became one of the few women in Mu Qiu who could follow Mu Qiu all the time, and she was also the most important woman after the young mother.

Because, when Shura came to the world, a purple-haired figure followed behind Shura, dyeing the world blood red.

In later generations, when she was quite Long Yue, some people could think of her nickname "Sura Blood Shadow", but more people thought of another name - Red Lotus

For Shura, a woman put on a mask, clenched her hands tightly to secure her weapon, and became the God of Killing that everyone feared, as well as the woman who burst into red lotus karma,

When a sneaky figure flashed in through the window, before the poor guy could react, a small snow blade had already cut his throat gently.

It is neither deep nor shallow, always just right, and will not waste any of Mu Qiu's strength, so there will be no disgusting scenes of blood gushing out.

The moment Long Yue saw the bright blade in Mu Qiu's hand, the moment she saw Mu Qiu, she had cold eyes like a ghost.

However, when looking at her intentionally, Long Yue could feel a kind of bloody tenderness. This man is like a copy of "One Hundred Years of Solitude". If you miss it, it will be a lifetime!

The bright blade in Mu Qiu's hand, every time it shines, means the slow disappearance of a life. These people were originally from Long Yue's organization.

But Long Yue didn't have any sympathy, because he knew what this organization was doing, and what kind of person that "master" was.

Every time Long Yue could see his figure, it was the most elegant moment, and one could even see the smile on the corner of his mouth.

No one was able to fight back, and there was no panic or fear on their faces before death, but a kind of calm, because Mu Qiu did not bring them any sense of oppression.

That delicate blade, in Long Yue's eyes, was so gentle, like a lover's kiss, but in the eyes of those killers, it was a scythe for death!

In Long Yue's eyes, every movement of Mu Qiu is so graceful, his eyes are still so cold, but they make him feel extremely warm! . ,,.