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157 Night Owl Shang Lige!

157 Night Owl, Shang Lige!

Li Gang knocked out Miss Shanshan, who had dreamed of having a threesome with two handsome guys tonight, with one palm. Seeing that she was about to die, he decided not to take back the 10,000 yuan, and regarded it as the money to buy her life.

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As Li Gang spoke, he put Shanshan, who weighed 160 kilograms, into a nylon bag with great difficulty, and then tied the mouth of the bag tightly with a hemp rope. Just as he was about to bend down and push her out of the car, Wang Jun in the driver's seat spoke:

"Slow down, there's a car coming from behind. Let's wait until the car passes."

Li Gang looked back and saw a car driving towards him with low beams on. He opened his mouth and cursed: "Damn, what a coincidence."

Wang Jun and Li Gang were afraid that the car behind them would be suspicious of them, so they got out of the car together, stood on the trolley, unbuttoned their pants, and made a ### sign.

The car with low beams drove behind the Great Wall off-road vehicle and then slowly stopped.

"Huh?" Wang Jun and Li Gang looked at each other and noticed something was wrong. They quickly pulled up their pants and reached into their lower backs to grasp the pistols.

The car door opened, and a man in white got out.

The whole body is white, including the long hair, which is fluttering in the night wind.

But he couldn't see his facial features clearly, because the face of the man in white was as white as the clothes on his body!

ghost!

Even though Li Gang and Wang Jun were both the best bodyguards around Hua Manyu, at this moment, when they saw a thing with long snow-white hair appearing in front of them, they still shuddered and thought at the same time.

The word 'ghost'.

After the man in white got out of the car, he slowly walked towards them. There was no sound under his feet, as if he was blown by the wind.

"Who are you?" Wang Jun stared at the man in white. When he saw the shadow of the man in white on the ground reflected by the car lights, he knew that the man in white was not a ghost.

Legend has it that ghosts have no shadows.

The man in white didn't say anything, he just walked to two meters in front of them and stopped, facing Wang Jun and Li Gang coldly.

There is a gloomy air and the river is whimpering.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?" Li Gang boldly asked again. As soon as he said the words, he immediately remembered a piece of news he saw in the newspaper. His pupils shrank suddenly and he shouted in a low voice: "I understand.

, you are a ghost car!"

"Jinan Times" said: Late at night on August 12th, the Korean "hand of God" who traveled all the way to southern Hebei, China to die was fulfilled by a man in white with snow-white hair.

From that day on, the mysterious international killer king Gui Che finally revealed his true face in Lushan to the world. Anyone who has read the newspaper will know that Gui Che is an image with white hair.

Li Gang and Wang Jun had naturally read the newspaper. They were just shocked by the strange appearance of the man in white and did not think of it immediately.

The man in white spoke, and it was a woman's voice.

If the voice of the woman in white wasn't eerie and cold, her voice should be very nice: "You tell me where Chu Yang is, and I can spare your life."

Chu Yang? The ghost car is here for Chu Yang?!

Wang Jun and Li Gang looked at each other, their eyes filled with disbelief: How could that boy be related to Guiche?

"Give you another chance to live and tell Chu Yang's whereabouts."

"We don't know who Chu Yang is." Li Gang took a deep breath, took out his pistol and pointed it at the man in white: "Now, please leave immediately, if not..."

Before Li Gang finished speaking, the man in white suddenly moved, really like a ghost blown by the wind, drifting and wandering but very quickly, he threw himself into Li Gang's arms, as if a cold light flashed through him.

, then popped out to the left like a spring, and arrived in front of Wang Jun's eyes. A sharp knife with a bloody smell was pressed against his throat: "Don't move."

As the man in white said the word "don't move" or "move", Li Gang's whole right hand holding the pistol fell to the ground, and then he let out a long and pitiful cry: "Ah..."

Li Gang's voice was like the cry of a night owl, gentle and long, and then he suddenly stopped and fell to the ground.

Wang Jun has never been so scared before him, really. Before he became Hua Manyu's close bodyguard, he had achieved outstanding results in the special service brigade of the Beijing Military Region, and also carried out several secret missions.

After the blood, the Lord became more and more excited.

But now, Wang Jun was scared, really scared, because he had never felt the smell of death in front of him at such a close range.

Cold and lonely.

"Tell me the whereabouts of Chu Yang, or death will be the most comfortable relief for you." The man in white moved his hand slightly, and the blade penetrated Wang Jun's skin, and blood flowed out like a snake.

Death is the most terrifying thing, but the man in white actually said that death is the best relief at this time. According to Wang Jun's IQ, he understood very well: if he didn't say anything, the man in white would immediately use his listening

They also used unheard of methods to torture him to extract a confession.

Not wrong at all!

Wang Jun is not Hua Manyu's dead soldier, he is just a bodyguard who earns money to support his family. Although in certain accidents, he can willingly take bullets for Hua Manyu, this does not mean that he has the courage to do so.

After surviving the torture of the man in white, he said after a moment of silence: "Are you really a ghost?"

The man in white shook his head: "I'm not a ghost car."

"Who are you?"

"My surname is Shang, and my name is Shang Lige." The man in white seemed to understand Wang Jun's thoughts, so he answered his question patiently.

"Shanglige?"

"A long time ago, someone called me Night Owl."



Five years ago, there was no such thing as a "ghost car" in the world.

On the international killer list, ‘Night Owl’ is the number one killer king.

Ye Xiao, whose surname is Shang and whose given name is Li Ge. Female, she was 23 years old five years ago. Originally from Taowan, China. She is best at swords, erratic movement skills and long-range tracking.

When Shang Lige was seven years old, he helped people sell cigarettes and drinks in an underground boxing ring in Taewan. At the age of thirteen, he started boxing on stage. At the age of nineteen, he became the overlord of the underground boxing ring in Taewan. At the age of twenty-one, he changed careers and became a professional

The killer, one year later, became the king of killers, known as 'Night Owl'!

Five years ago, Ye Xiao was 23 years old. She sneaked into the capital of China to carry out an assassination mission and met the number one master in the capital, the "Iron King" Hua Canyu. After a battle, Ye Xiao escaped with injuries and has never been known to whereabouts ever since.

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One year after Night Owl disappeared, the current king of killers in the international killer world, Gui Che.



"Ye Xiao?! You, weren't you killed by Hua Canyu five years ago!?" Five years ago, Wang Jun had heard about the iron boat king Hua Canyu severely injuring the king of assassins, Ye Xiao, and he had never dreamed of it.

He never expected that the legendary Night Owl would appear in front of him today.

"I'm not dead, that's why I became like this." Shang Lige slowly took back the knife and took a step back: "After telling me the answer I want, you can leave safely."

"Okay, I'll tell you, but after I tell you, you have to relieve me of my worries." Wang Jun was silent for a moment and made his request.

Wang Jun's worry is that Hua Manyu will take revenge on him and his family after learning about his betrayal. How can he prevent Hua Manyu from knowing that he betrayed her? The only way is to silence Li Gang and Shanshan. This requirement

Although he is cruel, he is also very smart.

"Okay, I promise you." Shang Lige agreed to Wang Jun's request without hesitation.

"Chu Yang is in Villa No. 15 in Sunshine Lingxiucheng. There is a secret room behind the cupboard in the dining room of the villa... As for how to enter the secret room, I don't know."

"You haven't forgotten anything, have you?" Shang Lige lowered his head and took a step back.

"No more." Shang Lige's retreating movement made Wang Jun slightly relieved. However, just when he was about to say, 'Can I go?', the woman in white looked like a ghost.

The woman in white suddenly jumped forward, a cold light flashed, and then stopped.

Stillness, everything, including life.

Shang Lige took a step back, just preparing for the fastest attack.

Looking at Wang Jun who was lying on the ground with blood spurting from his throat, Shang Lige said calmly: "Five years ago, Ye Xiao said her words were worth a thousand dollars, but she died five years ago. I'm sorry, but now that man calls me

Lao Jiu, not Ye Xiao. So, I can keep my word."

Shang Lige pulled out another military thorn, stabbed Wang Jun and Li Gang in the heart, and then opened the car door.

There was a woman named Shanshan in the car.

"Alas, you are also a poor woman." The raised spur was slowly retracted. Shang Lige untied the nylon bag, then turned around and got into the car she was driving. She immediately put the reverse gear on and the car roared backwards.

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The river was whimpering, the moonlight was cold, and everything around was so peaceful.

Ten minutes later, a frightened woman screamed from a place 800 meters east of Xiaoqing River...



At 8:12 pm on August 20, Shang Lige got in through the second floor rear window of Villa No. 15 in Sunshine Lingxiucheng.

Under the back wall, lay the corpses of five bodyguards with their throats cut and triangular wounds on their chests.

As the former king of killers, it was not too difficult for Shang Lige to steal the lives of five bodyguards silently. The difficulty was that she was not used to using military stabs every time she killed someone, so she could use this to stay.

Gui Che's special way of killing people. She still had to use that thing, which made her feel unhappy sometimes.

However, there must be people who are even more unhappy than her, those dead people whose throats were cut with sharp blades and whose chests were stabbed again.

Shang Lige left the room, walked slowly to the stairs and looked down.

In the empty hall, the lights were bright, and the doors and windows were hung with thick sky blue curtains. An old woman in her fifties was walking out of the restaurant wiping her hands.

Shang Lige slowly raised the knife backwards. The flying knife was three inches wide and seven minutes long.

As soon as the old woman raised her head and looked this way, she would throw the knife into her throat without hesitation!

The best record of Shang Lige's use of a flying knife was when the knife struck a fly on a light bulb 19.35 meters away from her, but the light bulb was unharmed.

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