Han Chi is not a psychopathic person. Although he is sometimes a bit violent and direct, he is still a relatively peaceful pacifist by nature. Of course, this is his own claim. Killing at least two foreigners did not cause any psychological fluctuations for him. After all, the killings were not once or twice. He would not survive now if he frowned and hesitated. The great philosopher Hong Qigong once said that he never killed good people in vain in his life. It seems that Han Chi has not killed many good people. Of course, he has never cared about this. As long as there is a threat to him, it is enough to sentence this person to death. The death penalty is actually a very interesting criminal law. Human beings have been executing similar crimes for a long time. As the social system improved and evolved, it was later turned into law. This reflects that society is maturing and is beginning to think about defining punishment as a common contract; it also hides the deepest cruelty of human nature. To a certain extent, what Han Chi did at this time was no different from those criminal laws that gave other people's lives by law. "Huh, huh." The rhythmic breathing sound is the deep fatigue of the body caused by running vigorously for a long time. In the bustling pedestrian street in the city center, the embarrassed teenager merged into the crowd and felt a little sense of security. He tried his best to integrate himself into the surrounding environment, but his violent breathing could not calm down for a while. The gazes of the people around him made him feel a little dangerous. Although he didn't really sense the devil's location, the guy kept following him. He is enjoying the fun of hunting. This kind of fun was also enjoyed by young people. Turning around suddenly, the young man saw the figure sitting in the street cafe, holding a cup of coffee and raising his hand to signal to him. "Bastard!" He turned around in a panic, pushed away the oncoming couple, and rushed deeper into the street. He was hoping that the person in a crowded place would not take action, which would allow him to find his own way of survival for a while. "What are you running for? Did you run away?" Han Chi put down his coffee, stretched out his hand to ask the waiter to pay, got up and left the coffee shop, walking in another direction. It¡¯s not that Han Chi is familiar with this pedestrian street and knows the shortcuts, it¡¯s just that he placed a space mark on the boy and is not worried about the boy running out of his hands. The tyranny of space superpowers is beyond the imagination of ordinary superpowers. Otherwise, how could Iron Fist, which had only been around for a few years, become one of the strongest? Fatigue, mental fatigue, but under the desire to survive, this fatigue can be ignored. Feeling that the guy was no longer behind him, the boy turned around and rushed into a Japanese restaurant, knocking over several tables and rushing through the kitchen. There is always a back door to the restaurant kitchen, so he rushed out of the back door with a few curses. Although he didn't know what those guys were scolding, he decided to escape and come back to teach them a lesson. The figure appeared in an alley, and another pedestrian street was not far from the alley. This was the best way for him to escape. "Are you tired after running for such a long time?" The warning sign popped up, and the boy turned around so violently that he staggered and had to hold on to the wall to keep from falling. Han Chi was standing in the alley not far behind him, flicking the cigarette butt away with his fingers. He was wearing a slim suit that highlighted his tall and unruly figure. The young man¡¯s fists suddenly clenched, and his eyes were wildly ferocious. It was obvious that he had no idea of ??escaping now, but he was still not willing to die like this. "Want to fight?" Han Chi raised his eyebrows, smiled and took a few steps forward. His muscles were relaxed, but there were unusual fluctuations in the air in front of him. This fluctuation put great pressure on the young man, and also brought some despair to the madness in his eyes. "Who are you!" "A name you definitely don't want to know," Han Chi smiled leisurely, "and don't you think it would be too embarrassing to ask this question again at this time." "Go to hell!" The boy With a shout, seven or eight daggers suddenly appeared in his hand, and they were thrown towards Han Chi crazily, causing a roaring wind. Metal-type superpowers, fire-element mixed superpowers, a very rare multi-power superpower. "If I hadn't been interested in your powers, I wouldn't have kept you here until now." Han Chi's fingers trembled slightly, and the dagger with ferocious power successfully stayed in the air in front of him. The young man's eyes turned cold, and he clenched his hands suddenly. The air-dwelling dagger less than half a meter away from Han Chi suddenly exploded, and metal pieces were like shrapnel from bombs, covering Han Chi. When the explosion occurred, the handsome boy suddenly disappeared. Rather than disappearing, he turned himself transparent, like the stealth skill of a thief in the game, rushing towards the alley in the opposite direction, even faster than before. "What is this? Ninjutsu? AgainImage. "Han Chi's curious question sounded in the young man's ears, making his mouth that was about to smile completely stiffen. "The attack method is good, equivalent to the inferior combat power of ordinary B-level superpowers. What other moves are there? " "Who is special! kill me! "The young man looked at the figure of a man who appeared five or six meters in front of him in a frenzy. With all his abilities, he was already at his wits end. This opponent made him feel deeply powerless. "There are still people who want to die," Han Chibu said. He smiled complacently, put his hands in his suit pockets, and his whole body was very relaxed. He also said kindly in English, "If I really wanted to kill you, you wouldn't be alive today. " The young man looked at Han Chi with suspicion. Then he remembered the miserable situation of his teammates and expressed his anger in broken Chinese: "If you don't kill me, I will definitely kill you! " "The potential contained in your body has been over-exploited. Although you have barely been pushed to B-level superpower strength, there is zero room for improvement in the future. Han Chi explained with a smile, "You should be glad that you used this method, otherwise I wouldn't let you live." " The young man's expression changed, and he looked at Han Chi's face again, "Who are you? " "You should have heard of my name," Han Chi stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers. The young man was frozen in place like a sculpture, with shock and horror in his eyes. Han Chi smiled leisurely and walked to the young man. "Do you know who I am? " Han Chi stretched out his hand and tore open the coat on the handsome boy, revealing his muscular body. I swear to God, Han Chi doesn't like men, especially men who are more handsome than him. This type of male creature can only Didn't it make him feel a little uncomfortable? Han Chi couldn't help but turned around and relaxed a little. What was he looking at? The beautiful Korean boy looked at the ground, but there was no soap or other items. Here," Han Chi looked at the tattoo on the boy's lower back as if he had found a new world. The palm-sized tattoo had a coquettish color. "Three-headed snake, it seems that your graduation grades are not bad; be lucky, you have A good instructor. " The young man's body was restrained, but his eyes conveyed complex meanings. It was the joy of escaping from death, but also the resentment of his own incompetence. He was incompetent and could only be manipulated by others. " Han Chi turned to the young man, stepped back and opened the three doors. Mi's position, even if the power is absolutely suppressed, he still maintains enough vigilance. "In order to train an assassin like you, Iron Beard must have spent a lot of effort. I can let you go once for the sake of Instructor Ironbeard, but as a price, you need to tell me the target of your mission this time. " "A beautiful senior girl from Yingcai Middle School was born on Christmas Day. " Without hesitation, the young man told all the information he knew. In the face of life and death, screw his sister's professional ethics. "Go back and tell your current leader that if you dare to carry out this mission again, you will be responsible for the consequences. "Han Chi's eyes returned to their original sharpness, "If anything happens to your mission target this time, I will break Auburn's neck with my own hands. He should know my temper. " Han Chi's figure disappeared from the spot, leaving only the young man lying on the ground exhausted, breathing the air of life.