Reborn Conceited Soldier

The killer looked at Lang, who was waiting with his eyes closed. A hint of pity flashed across his eyes. It only lasted for an instant and disappeared without a trace. Just as he said before, he was working hard for money, so he had nothing to do with it and was not interested.    

    

The killer's finger pulled the trigger. Unfortunately, there was no gunshot for a long time, so he couldn't help but be surprised. He knew these assassins well, and they were rarely human, and they never drag their feet when they attack. Since the words had already been said, the next step was death.    

    

"Who are you?" Lang quickly opened his eyes when he heard the assassin's cry of surprise. The scene in front of him stunned him. He saw Sikong Banyu, without him realizing it, was already standing beside the killer with the gun in one hand, preventing the killer from pulling the trigger.    

    

"He … Why is he here? " Lang was confused. What he did not understand even more was why Sikong Banyu would save him.    

    

The killer's expression changed as he abruptly let go of the hand holding the pistol. His left hand took out a shiny dagger from his waist at lightning speed and stabbed it towards Sikong Banyu's heart at an extremely fast speed.    

    

Sikong Banyu looked calm. He stretched out his other hand and caught the dagger that the killer was stabbing at him. Then, he twisted his hand. The assassin groaned as his hand was dislocated by Sikong Banyu. However, this was not the end. Sikong Banyu guided the dagger in the assassin's hand towards the assassin's heart. It was so fast that even the naked eye could not catch it, much less an ordinary person's reaction speed.    

    

The killer looked at Sikong Banyu blankly. His eyes were wide open as if he couldn't believe what he just saw.    

    

"Martial …" Fighter... " After the assassin spoke these words, he slowly fell to the ground, blood flowing out like a fountain. Amongst the ordinary people, he was already an expert, but the speed and power that Sikong Banyu used to attack was not something that an ordinary person had. Other than those Fighter who hid themselves and rarely revealed themselves in front of others, was there anyone else?    

    

Never in his wildest dreams did he expect that assassinating a little gangster leader would cause a strong Fighter to emerge. However, he could only regret it now and go to Yama Minamiya to complain.    

    

Lang stared blankly at the scene before him. Looking at Sikong Banyu's calm expression, especially at the eyes that didn't have the slightest hint of emotion, a chill ran through his heart. That gaze … It was as if he viewed human lives as grass.    

    

Sikong Banyu, on the other hand, didn't even look at the killer. Instead, he squatted down, lifted Lang's foot and looked at it. Then, he suddenly threw out a palm attack.    

    

"Hiss hiss …" Before Lang could react, he felt a heart-wrenching pain that almost made him unable to endure it anymore. He could only grit his teeth to prevent himself from shouting out loud.    

    

"Alright, I've already taken out the bullets. Go back and apply some medicine. You'll be able to recover very quickly." Shortly after, Sikong Banyu's words rang beside Lang's ear. Lang then came back to his senses and opened his eyes to see that the gunshot wound on his leg had been wrapped by a piece of cloth that Sikong Banyu had found somewhere. On the side, a bloody bullet was thrown beside his feet.    

    

"You … You are an expert in the national medicine? " Lang couldn't help but shout out in surprise, thinking of that moment, it seemed like Sikong Banyu shot the bullet out directly from his leg, it wasn't something anyone could do, the western doctor could only take it out by knife, and some of the powerful masters among the royal doctors could take it out empty-handed. However, such an expert doctor was extremely rare. Even if there was, he was still a famous existence. Who would have thought that this young man who looked to be in his twenties was actually an expert in this field?    

    

What made him even more confused was that with such powerful skills, why would he be able to run to such a place like Chan State High School to be a language teacher? This person was way too mysterious and lawless.    

    

Sikong Banyu glanced at him and didn't say anything. Seeing that Sikong Banyu didn't answer his question, Lang tactfully didn't ask any further questions. Instead, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it up with a trembling hand. He took a deep breath.    

    

"Brother, thank you for saving my life. I was prepared to die just now, hehe …" Lang handed Sikong Banyu the cigarette and the lighter, but Sikong Banyu didn't take them.    

    

"We'll each take what we need. I don't care if you live or die. What I care about is that you can't die right now." This was because the Gray Aura on Lang's body had become denser. This was the second time he had become famous. If Sikong Banyu let him die, wouldn't he have to find someone else to kill? Even now, Sikong Banyu still couldn't understand why Lang would suddenly become such a person.    

    

"You can't die now? You are from the Police Station? " Lang took a deep breath and continued, "If you want to get any useful information from me, or say you want me to be a witness, I'm afraid you will be disappointed." "Even though you saved my life, and I am very grateful to you for that, but I, Qi Lang, will always repay you with my life."    

    

Sikong Banyu looked at Lang and asked, "Are you still as loyal as ever? "You already know that it's an assassin sent by the person behind you. He wanted to kill you to silence you, but he still has to protect you even now. I'm really curious, just what kind of existence would have this kind of charm."    

    

"Him? "Haha …" Lang chuckled and took a few deep puffs on his cigarette. He then threw the cigarette away and took out another one to light it up.    

    

"You're wrong, it's not that he has that much charm. It was a love, a love that now seemed extremely humble, and I owed it to him. Even though in his eyes, this kindness is utterly worthless, but each person has their own principles. In my heart, it's as if I believe in the gratitude in his eyes. Haha … Do you think it's stupid? "    

    

Sikong Banyu shook his head. "A person like you should have had some achievements. You shouldn't have become like this." A person who could remain resolute would not be a weakling no matter what they did. As the old saying goes, a fool has a good fortune, because a fool only has one tendons. He was born with determination, so it was only natural that he would be able to succeed. "A man with a strong will would be wiser than a fool. How could he fail to accomplish anything?