He walked to the window and pushed it open. The cool night breeze blew in, and Xiangzi felt his head clearer. The sparse sounds echoed in his ears. The lively scene during the day had not disappeared from the streets.
In an impetuous society, you will become more impetuous no matter where you are.
Thinking of this, Xiangzi became more determined and relied on his own energy to change some of the inequalities in society. But he understood that the road ahead was long and there was still a long way to go.
If someone blocks the way, he will kill gods when he encounters them, and he will kill Buddha when he encounters them. Murderous intent emerged on Xiangzi's face, and he took out a pistol from the drawer, a semi-automatic pistol, five-seven, delayed recoil of the bolt, non-rigid locking, and a translational firing pin.
When it comes to firing, Xiangzi likes this pistol very much, it is light and convenient.
When he came to the yard, Xiangzi sat in the pavilion and looked at everything. He was very calm, both openly and secretly. He was paying attention to what was going on around him.
Xiangzi touched the pistol in his arms as if it were his own child, gentle and considerate. Women are just tools used to vent their desires, and only pistols can give themselves a sense of security.
Xiangzi sleeps very lightly and is always ready to fight. This is a habit he has had since returning from Southeast Asia. This will have a very strong impact on the body, but he likes to be on guard like this, and even hopes that someone can assassinate him, and then strangle the other person to death.
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Xiangzi was leaning on the stone bench, looking at the starry sky, his eyes blurred. If you look closely, you can see that his body is in a state of extreme tension and he can strike at any time to destroy the enemy.
A bodyguard walked by and was surprised that he came out to look at the moon in the middle of the night. But there was no moon tonight, only clouds. The clouds were shrouded and the light was sparse.
After waiting for half an hour, Xiangzi found nothing unusual and thought to himself: "Is it my imagination?"
He got up and walked back to the room. When he was sure that he was delusional, he started to sleep. The lights in the room were on, bright and sizzling, like a scene from a horror movie. This was deliberately created by Xiangzi to confuse himself and others.
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Once the enemy arrives, this environment that he is very familiar with will definitely be affected, but he is at full combat effectiveness. With the same strength, Xiangzi will have an advantage. By seizing this advantage, he can kill the opponent.
However, so far, Xiangzi has not met a master who can threaten his life in Xijing City. He is a master. Even the special forces can overlook him. The tight scars on his body are good proof.
He has survived hundreds of battles in the jungle. Xiangzi is the king of the jungle. He is qualified to let the special forces outside guard the door for him. He has the strength to make other gangs tremble. As long as he wants to kill, he will abandon all scruples.
Xiangzi is very scary.
Suddenly, the curtains were blown by the wind, and Xiangzi's hair stood on end. The window was obviously closed, and he would never sleep with the window open. Someone came in!
Toot——
There was a knock on the door, and Xiangzi was extremely nervous. He took out his pistol, leaned behind the door, and said calmly, "Who?"
"Brother Xiang, it's me, Xiaofengxian." It was indeed Xiaofengxian's voice outside, and the tone was exactly the same, but Xiangzi's eyes were heavy and filled with murderous intent. Xiaofengxian was still lying in the hospital and could not come back.
Through the doorway, Nan Hua saw Xiao Fengxian's slightly tired face. This girl was very good at serving others and had strong desires. She was one of the few women who could satisfy him.
Xiangzi opened the door, and there was only Xiao Fengxian outside. Suddenly, Xiangzi saw something was wrong with Xiao Fengxian's eyes, full of fear and helplessness, and he felt a sense of danger in his heart.
A ray of light struck, full of chill, passing through Xiao Fengxian's body and hitting Xiangzi's lower abdomen. Xiangzi snorted coldly and pulled out his pistol. Suddenly, he turned around with the cold light, wrapped around the pistol, and the pistol broke into two pieces.
Bang!
The pistol fell to the ground, and before he could fire to end his own life, Xiangzi's body slid backwards and pushed out two meters. The cold light was like a tarsal bone, cutting off his wrist and impacting his lower abdomen.
Xiangzi's face was solemn. He felt that the intruder was not easy to deal with, so he retreated to the wall. Without looking, he took off the military spur from the wall. The military spur was the most powerful symbol in the former team, a triangle.
The tip of the ### can bleed the fastest in the body, and it is a murderous weapon.
Xiangzi remembers the layout of the room very well, and he can find his own weapons at any time, such as pistols, spurs, bows and arrows, iron swords, etc., hanging on the wall.
Ding dong!
The cold light collided with the military thorns, sending out sparks of fire. Xiangzi felt his arm shake violently, and a gash appeared in his arm. Blood flew out and scattered on the floor.
The cold light returned to the person's hand. A sharp whip shone with a cold light. It was the same as the person's face. It was extremely terrifying. In the gloomy moment, a strong murderous intention filled the room. Xiangzi stared at the whip in the other person's hand, feeling cold.
The voice said: "A fellow man!"
The person who came was very fast and very powerful. His body looked very thin, only weighing more than 50 kilograms, but his strength was surprisingly strong. Every time the whip came out, it was like a roaring poisonous dragon, making a sound in the air.
Attacked Xiangzi's lower abdomen.
The lower abdomen has always been the target of the opponent's attack. Xiangzi felt a chill in his lower abdomen. This was because the opponent's murderous intention was hard to escape. What shocked Xiangzi most was that the opponent's skills were extremely powerful. His strength was not inferior to his, and even more powerful.
,How could such a person be an ordinary killer?
Xiangzi didn't have time to think. If he didn't pay attention to the situation at this time, he might lose his life. The murderous intention of the other party was not pretended, but could be condensed after the experience of blood and the test of life.
After rolling over from the bed, his body was cut in half by a whip, and cotton wool was floating in the air, blocking their sight. However, the two men continued to attack without stopping for a moment. The two men fought hysterically, using up all their strength.
Xiangzi had no strength to call for help.
Phew!
Blood was dripping on the floor, Xiangzi's arm was scratched by the whip, and the flesh and blood were blurred. At the same time, the military spur scratched the opponent, and both sides were injured.
There was a sound of footsteps outside the door. Knowing that the perfect opportunity had been lost, the visitor knocked back Xiangzi, then broke the window and disappeared into the room. Xiangzi looked at the broken window warily, and did not relax until his men arrived.
When the subordinates saw the scene in the room, they were startled and hurriedly protected Xiangzi. Someone looked out the window and saw darkness. The room was deathly quiet.
"Brother Xiang, I'm sorry." Several people stood at attention and apologized, as if they had made a big mistake in the military. Xiangzi waved his hands and said: "The other party is very powerful. Please check for me, the special forces who recently entered Xijing City. His skills were trained in the military
Come out."
"Yes, Brother Xiang." Someone went out to investigate.
Xiao Fengxian fell into a coma, with blood dripping from her chest, but the injury was not fatal. She had lost too much blood, and was bruised all over by Zhou Xiaotong. On the way to the hospital, she was kidnapped and sneaked in, and the assassination was carried out.
He is seasoned and experienced, and his whole body exudes a murderous intent. This is the murderous intent that can only be found in the most professional killers, and is not something that ordinary killers can match. To be able to find such a powerful killer, you can imagine the background of the other person.
Xiangzi leaned on the broken bed, smoking a cigarette and puffing away smoke. The injured blood was flowing, and he allowed his men to help bandage it up. The room was filled with smoke.
"Who did it?" Many people flashed through Xiangzi's mind, but these people had no reason to do it, and they might not be able to recruit such powerful masters. If you want to bribe killers, especially high-level killers, you must go through special channels.
.Xiangzi asked himself that he did not have the strength to bribe a master.
Queen's Avenue is more deserted than Chang'an Street. The Queen's Avenue area was demolished for three months with the intention of creating a new district. There are many opportunities and more corruption. The demolition once caused the death of more than a dozen people. The news was not broadcast, and there were many pictures on the forum.
Friday, the weather is cloudy.
Qianxue sat on the sofa, hugging her legs and resting her chin on her knees. There was a hooded windbreaker beside her. On the table was Zhang Ailing's "Legend" with the bookmark on the first page. The desk lamp was on, making it a little dim.
When I came back in the past, I just came here casually and had classes as usual the next day. But today I felt very deserted when I went home, as if something was missing.
Most of the night has passed, but there is still no sleepiness. There is a knock on the door, and Qianxue looks at the door with reflex vigilance. The dangerous building is lonely and lonely, but it is the home. In order to wait for her brother to come back, Qianxue clings to this place and is unwilling to move.
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"Who?" Qianxue asked, standing next to the door holding a stick.
There was no response, Qianxue became even more nervous, and slowly retreated to the sofa, wrapped in a quilt, staring at the books on the table, and the wind carried by her body blew open the second page of "Legend".
Squeak——
The wooden door, as heavy as the footsteps of time, clings to the soul, making the shadow of loneliness clearer and imprinted with traces of sadness.
A shadow stretched very long, and under the misty moonlight, it was crooked, as twists and turns as life, as curved as a river. This figure looked very shrunken, and wanted to come in, but was very scared, so it could only hesitate at the door.
, wandering.
Qianxue held the wooden stick tightly and stared at the shadow. Her face was pale, but her eyes shone with determination, brighter than the lamp on the table.
Finally, the figure walked in, bringing in a gust of wind that caused the furnishings in the room to sway, either in fantasy or reality, shaking people's trust and destroying their will.
On the empty Queen's Road, under the lonely starry sky, there are many legends, many of them ghosts and monsters, and many of them cultivators. But when faced with it, there is always an inexplicable sense of panic, mixed with a little hope.
Qianxue stood up, ran into the room, and closed the door, the stick in her hand trembling.
Bang bang bang!
There was a knock on the door, Qianxue huddled on the bed, the sheets were squeezed under the floor by her body.
The door was not opened and the knocking on the door stopped. However, after a minute, the knocking on the door continued to sound very rhythmic and regular. It shocked people's soul and brought clouds to the dark night.
Suddenly, the door lock clicked, Qianxue's face turned pale, and she finally remembered that it was still on the door.
The door opened, and a gust of wind blew. Qianxue closed her eyes, covered her face and shouted: "Don't come over, don't come over..."
The figure staggered, stepping on the floor, and walked towards the bed. It was a black shadow, as ferocious as a beast on Forest Street, with the smell of blood.
"Xiaoxue——" Unexpectedly, the voice was very low, with deep exhaustion.
However, the moment she heard this voice, Qianxue looked up in disbelief and saw a face with eyes full of shock and lips trembling.
Their eyes met, with tears in their eyes, Qianxue suddenly hugged the figure who came in and cried: "Brother——"
