The car stopped outside a bookstore in Lugao City.

Something unexpected happened again, that is, the bookstore did a good business and still has many customers.

Although Wu Cangye no longer has any psychological burden to kill anyone, killing those who deserve to be killed is still his creed.

So he planned to wait.

"How about we go to eat first?" Harsh asked again.

"Go in and read a book." Wu Cangye shook his head and said.

Then he opened the car door and got out of the car, holding his sword and walking towards the bookstore.

"Honestly, why are every excluded businesses so petty bourgeoisie? Because it makes it look more mystical?" Wu Cangye looked at the store in front of him, which was not in a good location, but the decoration was very stylish, and even the lights were bright.

A bookstore with a certain style suddenly asked.

"This...I haven't really investigated it yet." Harsh seemed to be overwhelmed by this question. After thinking for a while, he could only say this.

"What do you usually do?" Wu Cangye looked at Harsh again, guessing that he might be the boss of an exploitative company.

After all, this guy likes to enjoy himself so much, he has a bit of an old-school capitalist vibe.

"I'm a painter." Hash paused and looked at Wu Cangye, then laughed, "It doesn't look like it, does it? In fact, I'm quite famous."

Wu Cangye really didn't expect it.

"Actually, who doesn't want to live a normal life?" Harsh suddenly said.

Wu Cangye was stunned for a moment and nodded.

But normal life is too far away from him.

The two of them walked into the bookstore and found a seat to sit down. Harsh went to buy two cups of hot cocoa. Wu Cangye picked up a copy of "The Origin of Tragedy" in the Eagle version and started reading.

Although he was holding a sword, no one cared. Others might think he was actually holding an umbrella.

However, people kept observing Wu Cangye, all of them women, and more than one person came over to ask for his cell phone number.

The main reason is that after Wu Cangye's continuous evolution, his entire appearance has become extremely scientific and in line with absolute human aesthetics, so he naturally looks very handsome. In addition, he has killed countless people with the kind of concealment.

He can't help but be deep and sharp, which is really very attractive to women.

But Wu Cangye didn't react to any of this and just read the book.

It wasn't until almost ten o'clock in the middle of the night that most of the people in the bookstore were finally gone, and the women who had been secretly paying attention to Wu Cangye had to leave.

Only Wu Cangye and Ha Shi were left sitting there.

Five cups of hot cocoa had been refilled. The clerk from the bookstore came over and said politely: "Sorry, gentlemen, we are closing..."

Harsh raised his head and was about to say something when a man walked out of the bookstore. This man said to the clerk: "Harvey, you go first, this is my friend."

When the clerk heard what his boss said, he had no choice but to leave first.

Wu Cangye looked at the speaker, a white man in his thirties, with a big beard, who looked like an artistic guy.

This man's name is Vincent, and his ability is his hands. It is said that his hands can catch sniper bullets.

"Hi, Harsh, when did you come to Lugao City, why didn't you tell me in advance?" Vincent said hello in a friendly manner.

Harsh looked at him and said, "You should have heard, Mark is dead."

"Yes, I have watched the news, tsk tsk, Mark is really brave to go against the country." Vincent seemed to feel sorry for Mark but also felt unworthy of him.

"Who is this?" Then he looked at Wu Cangye beside him and said casually.

"There are thirty people outside you, and everyone's strength should be in the early stage of the second stage, which is considered a good strength." Originally, what Harsh was going to say, Wu Cangye said directly, "But I can do it in less than five minutes.

Killed them all."

Vincent's pupils shrank and he did not answer Wu Cangye's words.

In fact, Vincent had discovered them a long time ago and secretly called many people over.

Wu Cangye had already discovered this, but he did nothing because what he wanted was for the other party to use all his strength and destroy all his confidence in one fell swoop.

He doesn't have much time and is afraid of trouble.

"You know Mark is dead, then you should also know why he died." Wu Cangye looked at Vincent and said slowly, "I am Wu Cangye."

After hearing the last three words, Vincent's breathing became rapid, and he even wanted to run away.

Of course he knew why Mark died, and he also knew Wu Cangye. He also guessed Wu Cangye's identity from the beginning, and he basically guessed it correctly.

But when Wu Cangye revealed his identity, he was still afraid.

Wu Cangye, this is a terrifying figure that even the Holy Land can't do anything about, and the Military Intelligence Bureau has repeatedly failed in his hands.

What to do now?

escape?

Or just fight it out?

He has thirty brothers outside...

"Listen, Vincent, I'm a reasonable person. I don't like to kill people casually, so I don't want to kill you." Wu Cangye said word by word, "I know your hands are very powerful, so you can take over

If I strike with a sword, as long as you can catch my strike, I will turn around and leave, how about that?"

Vincent was still silent.

But in the end, he nodded and said, "I hope you can keep your word.

"I'm very trustworthy." Wu Cangye stood up and held the hilt of the Eight-sided Han Sword.

Then, the next moment, he suddenly drew his sword.

This sword was the first sword struck by the figure he saw in the sword.

Although it was the first time for Wu Cangye to use this sword, or even the first time to use this sword in his hand.

But his sword seemed to have been practiced countless times, and he and the sword in his hand seemed to be one.

The sword is so fast that there is no shadow.

By the time Vincent reacted, Wu Cangye had already sheathed his sword.

The table next to Vincent was cut in half, and his hand near the table was pierced by the sword energy.

Vincent stared blankly at his bleeding hand for a long time.

His brothers outside had already rushed in, and were about to show off their prowess one by one.

Vincent stopped them.

"I lost, Mr. Wu." Vincent said dejectedly, then lowered his head, "From now on, we will be loyal to you, Mr. Wu."

Wu Cangye nodded and said, "If anything happens, I will ask Harsh to contact you and bandage your hand."

After saying that, Wu Cangye turned around and walked towards the door. No one dared to stop him, and everyone subconsciously stepped aside.
Chapter completed!