Chapter 456: This Sort of Thing

However, since he had never once expressed any intention of joining the Eastern Jianghu World, Kuchiki Senya did not take the initiative to help him, and Zelk's name still only circulated within Atlantis's circles, never flowing into the Eastern Jianghu World.

And this time, Zelk had originally planned to quietly sneak into the East to carry out his mission, but he never expected that, just as he was about to arrive at Ninghai, he would actually run into something like this!

He never could have imagined that his martial nephew was actually someone sent by Muqianye Sect!

"Martial Uncle-Grandmaster, please don't get worked up, I absolutely did not do it on purpose, I was only following orders to carry out a mission…" Zelk explained: "I beg you, spare my life, I promise that from now on I will absolutely never set foot in the East again!"

Before he could finish speaking, Kuchiki Senya's finger squeezed the trigger!

Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat!

Five consecutive shots!

That sheet of light screen suddenly shattered apart!

Immediately after, those bullets unceremoniously blasted toward this Zelk!

This expert ranked eighth on the assassin list didn't even have time to make any dodge before his head was blown apart!

His corpse fell flat on its back, his cervical vertebra snapped, red and white matter splattered all over the ground—it was simply too horrible to look at.

The other bandit was also pierced through the chest by a single bullet!

At the moment of his death, he still couldn't figure out exactly what sort of existence he had provoked!

"I think I've already told you not to set your sights on Danielle Xia Pu again, but you just refused to believe it." Kuchiki Senya shook his head and said: "If you kneel down and kowtow to beg for mercy right now, I might leave you with an intact corpse."

Hearing this, the two bandits went pale as paper, their whole bodies trembling without cease, their knees went weak, and they heavily knelt down onto the ground!

They were truly afraid, truly terrified!

Kuchiki Senya was right! In his eyes, the lives of the two of them were as lowly as ants!

"Mr. Kuchiki Senya, we were wrong, we truly know we were wrong!" The two bandits wailed for their fathers and mothers, kowtowing as if pounding garlic!

Faced with such a gap in strength, they truly could not muster even the slightest bit of resistance!

"Too late." Kuchiki Senya shook his head: "Since you've made a mistake, you must bear the corresponding price."

Having said that, he raised his leg and kicked out twice!

··· Seeking flowers···

Thus, the two bandits' throats were kicked caving inward, their mouths opening as if about to spurt out a stream of warm, viscous liquid, then the two men's necks twisted, their bodies twitched twice, and they didn't move again!

Both of them were bleeding from all seven orifices, dead beyond any hope of revival!

Zelk stood quietly in the distance, with not the slightest intention of coming forward to stop it.

His gaze was deep, making it impossible to guess this man's thoughts.

"Why did you come here?" Zelk asked.

His tone was very indifferent, revealing no joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness, like an ancient well without a ripple.

This was Zelk's habitual tone; ordinarily he would always speak in this cadence, as if he would never change his style because of any matter. It was precisely this composed appearance that brought him an extremely strong sense of security.

"Zelk, long time no see, congratulations on ascending to eighth place on the assassin ranking." Kuchiki Senya said.

Just now, when talking on the phone with Zelk, the latter's voice was filled with vicissitudes and weariness, which made Kuchiki Senya feel quite shaken.