Broken Blade is beyond repair? Start by fusing the Demon Blade Thousand Blades

Catullus saw Yang Lin walking towards him with a smile on his face, thinking he was a loyal partner, so he turned around and looked at him with a smile.

"Hello friend, do you have any questions or anything you want to tell everyone?"

Yang Lin walked to about two meters away from it and bowed slightly out of courtesy.

With a smile on his face, he turned around and glanced at everyone.

The people behind him all looked at Yang Lin with burning eyes.

If you assassinate the other party directly, he will definitely be on guard. So you should say a few nice words first to lower his guard.

"Haha, nice to meet you, hello everyone."

Yang Lin said the greetings in fluent Chinese, English, German, French, etc.

The effect was obvious, and the way many people looked at Yang Lin changed slightly.

To put it bluntly, this kind of detail is a kind of respect and courtesy to them.

Catullus looked at the headphones on Yang Lin's ears with flashing blue breathing lights, and didn't think much about it. He just thought that he was a very polite young man.

"I was a little nervous the first time I came up here, but when I thought about the brothers and sisters who would be on the same side with me in the future, I felt like I was at home. My heart felt warm."

Another sentence was spoken, and the dark souls all admired Yang Lin's skillful eloquence.

“It’s a clever idea to try to capture the hearts of these people in order to make Catullus let down his guard,” Dark Soul admired in his heart.

It should be noted that people with abundant financial resources generally will not allow anyone other than their personal bodyguards to approach within a two-meter radius of themselves.

The Dark Soul glanced at Catullus who was standing in the center in front.

She clasped her hands in front of her, and her confident smile showed that she was a strong woman.

"Haha, my friend, what is your name?"

Catullus stretched out his hand towards Yang Lin and asked.

After thinking for a while, Yang Lin turned around and looked at her.

"Chanyu."

These people have never met each other before and don't know each other's appearance or strength.

Yang Lin disguised himself as Chanyu as a little insurance for himself.

"Well, Chanyu, it's a nice name."

Catullus nodded slightly.

The name of the young man in front of her was on her personnel list.

At the same time, her vigilance towards Yang Lin also diminished a little.

"Oh, yes, I have something I want to ask you. I wonder if you can fulfill my small request."

Yang Lin's tone was one of feigned respect.

"Despite that, my abilities are still very great."

"That......"

Yang Lin raised his foot and took a small step forward, 1.5 meters away from Catullus.

A glimmer of alertness flashed across Catullus' eyes, but it quickly disappeared, and the smile on his face remained.

"I have a younger sister who was in a car accident a few years ago and had her legs ruthlessly crushed by a truck, causing comminuted fractures. Now the day of awakening is imminent, so I would like to ask you to help me think of a way to heal my sister's legs so that she can stand up and walk again."

As he spoke, Yang Lin took another small step forward, only one meter away from the other person.

Then he stopped, stretched out his left foot to the left and stepped on the ground, and twisted his body to the side of Catullus.

The two men were 0.75 meters apart, which was the best position for assassination.

At this distance, even the female bodyguard of the Prime Minister of Fuso, who is said to have the fastest reaction speed of 0.1 seconds, cannot stop it.

"I see. I really feel sorry for your sister, but... there's nothing I can do about her having her legs crippled."

Catullus listened carefully and expressed his opinion.

In fact, she has the ability to obtain rare magical herbs through channels to help an ordinary little girl regenerate her leg bones.

But the cost of doing so is enormous.

There was absolutely no need for her to spend so much money on a little girl who was of no use to her.

Although doing so would gain a loyal member, the other party is just a teenager, and the value he can bring is far less than the weight of the money.

Besides, the organization has just been established and there will be plenty of fresh blood flowing into it in the future.

So the best way is to politely refuse.

When Yang Lin heard this, there was a hint of regret in his eyes, as if he really had a younger sister at home.

"Don't be sad, kid. I can give you high-level spirit stones. Your sister can't absorb them because she hasn't awakened yet. You can also keep them by your side to nourish her body."

Providing help in this mood, no matter what it is, will make the other person feel grateful.

Catullus boasted in his heart that she really understood human nature very well.

Yang Lin squeezed out a tear and sobbed.

"Thank you so much, you are so generous that I don't even want to kill you."

"It's okay, when you get home...wait, what did you say?"

Catullus said subconsciously, but halfway through her words, she suddenly realized something was wrong.

next second.

puff.

Yang Lin moved his middle finger lightly and the sword blade popped out. He stepped forward with his left foot and stabbed out with his right hand.

He unleashed all his physical strength at an incredibly fast speed.

In less than a blink of an eye, a few spots of blood-red appeared on the silver-white sword blade.

Apparently, he had finished the insertion and withdrawal movements.

The speed was so fast that the brain had no time to register the pain during insertion and withdrawal.

One second later.

Catullus covered his chest with his right hand, and felt an extremely severe pain.

The pupils dilated and consciousness became blurred.

Fortunately, she was at the third realm of cultivation, so even if she was stabbed in the heart, she could still hold on for a few dozen seconds.

"you......"

Catullus pointed at Yang Lin, his right index finger shaking violently as if he had Parkinson's disease.

In her turquoise eyes, there were three parts of murderous intent, three parts of shock, and four parts of disbelief.

The member whom I had invited for such a long time actually killed me with his own hands!

Yang Lin looked at her as she covered her chest and abdomen and hunched her back, without a trace of sympathy in his eyes.

Collaborating with foreigners is more hateful than being a traitor.

Letting her die so quickly was the last mercy he could give her.

"Do it!"

Yang Lin shouted loudly through the spiritual energy transmission.

"receive."

moment!

The dark soul transformed into a black shadow, flipped his right hand, took out a dagger that was as valuable as a treasure, and threw it out with force, aiming at a bodyguard standing behind the food rack.

Yang Lin ignored Catullus and turned around to fight back.

This guy won't live long after being stabbed in the heart.

"Thousand Blades of the Demonic Sword, Paper Scissors!"

Yang Lin shouted.

A pair of scissors appeared out of thin air behind him, spinning rapidly and making sounds of breaking through the air.

"go with!"

With a pointed sword, the scissors flew forward quickly.

"point!"

With another finger, the paper scissors split into two, turning into two rapidly rotating white lights that cut through the air and rushed towards the two bodyguards in the field.

puff!puff!

Passing through the chest.

A security guard had just taken out his innate weapon when he was pierced through the heart and died.

"Ah, murder!"

"Run, run!"

I don't know who shouted, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

Blah, blah, blah.

The 82 Lafite was broken into pieces, and the liquid inside flowed out, emitting a burst of wine aroma.

Various shelves filled with delicious food were scattered all over the floor.

Various snacks such as macarons, egg tarts, Oreos, French fries, etc. were trampled by people.

The extremely beautiful pink macaron was crushed by someone and became as ugly as the thesis.