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503 You Are Not Qualified to Be an Assassin

503 You are no longer qualified to be a killer! (First update!)

Chai Murong shouted into the mobile phone: "Are you Chu Yang!?"

There was no movement on the phone.

"Are you Chu Yang!?" After shouting again, Chai Murong held the phone in front of his eyes and realized that he had accidentally cut off the call just now because he was in a hurry to grab the phone.

Chu Yang? That’s right, that’s the name Li Xiaomin just shouted. I heard it right. I definitely won’t!

Chai Murong, who has always been known for his calmness, became confused when he heard Li Xiaomin call out the name 'Chu Yang'. His hand that wanted to press the callback button was trembling violently, and he couldn't press it no matter what. That key.

"Director Chai," after accidentally saying Chu Yang's name, Li Xiaomin gritted her teeth helplessly, reached out and grabbed Chai Murong's hand that couldn't find the callback button, and said in a regretful tone: "You Stop calling now, I can guarantee that I just called Chu Yang."

Outside the car, Ling Xing was engaged in a life-and-death struggle with 'Shang Li Ge', while Wang Daodao and several guys who were usually very good at it, but were not at all good at this kind of high-quality close combat, could only do it. Watching, the guy holding the hand yelled.

In the car, following Li Xiaomin's affirmation, Chai Murong stood stunned on the spot: "So he, he's not dead..."

After murmuring these words, Chai Murong suddenly figured it out: Park Tonghuan, who was trying to attack her in different ways, must be Chu Yang!!

Li Xiaomin no longer cares about how Chai Murong feels now. She just looks anxiously at the battle situation outside the car.

Based on Li Xiaomin's experience, she has now seen that Ling Xing is no match for 'Shang Lige'. In just a minute or two, he had several wounds on his body.

No, even if I'm injured, I can't watch here, otherwise Ling Xing will definitely die...

Li Xiaomin didn't have time to explain anything to Chai Murong now. She gritted her teeth and reached out to push the window open. She was about to jump out of the car to help Ling Xing when she saw two bright car lights coming from far and near. On the highway from the city direction, like a meteor streaking across the night sky, they arrived behind Wang Daodao and others in the blink of an eye.

Ah, she has helpers!

After Li Xiaomin saw the car coming so fast, she didn't dare to get out of the car in a hurry. She was afraid that if she got out of the car again and there would be another helper, death might be her only end if she got out of the car again. .

Li Xiaomin was not afraid of death, but she was afraid that no one would take care of Chai Murong after she and Ling Xing and others became heroic. Therefore, she had no choice but to slam the car door she had just opened again, lock it, and then go to the front door. Climb out of the driver's seat.

In this situation where her companions were in danger, Li Xiaomin could only pin her hope for life on this bulletproof car.

Just when Li Xiaomin sat on the driver's seat and started the car, ready to put it into gear and get out of the way, he saw the car speeding outside and stopped suddenly.

Before Wang Daodao and others could react, a snow-white shadow flew out of the car and pounced like a night owl on 'Shang Lige', who was about to force Ling Xing to a dead end.



Ling Xing is young, handsome, and always very conceited.

Especially after Chai Daguan transferred him from Yunnan to serve as a close bodyguard, he felt that only he was qualified for this position.

However, when Chai Murong encountered danger several times and finally relied on the help of others to stay safe, Lingxing realized what it means that there is a world outside the world and there is a world outside the world.

Especially a few days ago, after that polite scum Park Tonghuan saved Chai Murong by killing everyone, Ling Xing completely corrected his work attitude, and even felt a sense of shame that his skills were inferior to others.

Always taciturn.

But Ling Xing is definitely not the kind of person who gets depressed just because others are better than him. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be clinging to ‘Shang Lige’ tonight.

It had only been a minute or two since Ling Xing fought in close combat with ‘Shang Lige’, and the several wounds on his body told him the fact: Brother, it seems there are many people who are better than us!

Oh, yes, but other than holding on, what else can you do?



Just as Ling Xing was struggling to support his attack on 'Shang Li Ge', another car came from the direction of the city and stopped at the scene of the fight in the blink of an eye.

Just as Li Xiaomin imagined, Ling Xing also thought that the people who came were reinforcements from "Shang Li Ge".

Just one "Shang Li Ge" was already too much for him to support, let alone another one?

However, they all say that having too many lice makes it itch. Since Ling Xing knew that he would not be able to escape this disaster no matter how hard he tried, it actually aroused his strong fighting spirit!

Just after the car stopped, Ling Xing didn't seem to see the dagger stabbed by 'Shang Lige' on his chest. He had no intention of dodging at all. He just let out a tiger roar and opened his arms instead of retreating.

, pounce on the enemy!

Even if I die, I will hold you before my death and create opportunities for Wang Daodao and others to kill you... This was what Ling Xing had in mind when he made this 'seeking death' action.

Ling Xing's intention to fight without evading, 'Shang Lige' could naturally see that she would definitely not fulfill Ling Xing's plan, so she just laughed in a low voice and retracted the dagger that stabbed his chest.

, the body dwarfed, and as his feet slipped, he took a step back quickly like a swimming fish, out of the range of Ling Xing's hands. Just when he was about to move up, he caught a glimpse of a pure white shadow from the corner of his eye, like a

Like a huge night owl, it jumped out of the car and rushed towards her!

When 'Shang Lige' saw the figure rushing towards him, the laughter in his mouth suddenly stopped. He didn't even bother to attack Ling Xing anymore. He twisted his slender waist and touched the ground on the toes of his left foot. He let out a sweet scream and hit his right foot

With the sound of wind, You made an unusually cool side kick, and kicked the middle part of the white shadow in the air hard!

With a muffled sound, the 'Shang Li Ge' on the ground and the white shadow in the air collided with each other, and both of them were white shadows, just like a dragonfly touching water, they were separated at the touch of a touch.

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'Shang Li Ge' took several steps back diagonally, but the white shadow, strangely relying on the power of 'Shang Li Ge''s kick, was like confetti encountering a tornado, and it was like confetti that encountered a tornado.

It made a spin in the low air and landed precariously in front of Ling Xing. Its white hair flew with the night wind, and then slowly fell down.

Huh? What’s going on!?

When the white figure shot out of the car landed on the ground, Wang Daodao and others saw that she was also white-clothed, white-haired and white-browed!

White clothes and white hair are now the classic image of night owl, and many people know this.

But when two night owls with identical appearances appeared in front of them at the same time, everyone was confused: which one is the real night owl!?

However, although Ling Xing, Wang Daodao and others did not know which one was the real Night Owl, they could see that it was the timely appearance of this person later that saved Ling Xing's life.

Generally speaking, people have a favorable impression of those who care about them, so when the second Night Owl landed with his back to the transiting star, he did not make any move.

After Ye Xiao No. 2 landed, it seemed that he did not look at Ye Xiao No. 1 at all. Instead, he said to Ling Xing calmly without looking back: "Leave her to me. You can protect Chai Murong and get out of here."

Raising his hand to touch a wound on his body, Ling Xing asked: "Are you..."

"I am Shang Lige."

Ling Xing didn't answer because he didn't know who Shang Lige was.

"Do you think the real Shang Lige would assassinate Chai Murong?"

Bai Ying Shang Li Ge said lightly, no longer paying attention to Ling Xing, and walked slowly five meters in front of 'Shang Li Ge', his voice was not high but full of contempt and disdain: "You are the one

The new killer king Youmei who is very famous recently, right?"

The new king of killers, the demon?

Ling Xing, who had already determined that the latecomer was Shang Lige, was about to walk towards the bulletproof car when he heard her say that the woman who almost killed him might actually be the new king of killers, Youmei, and he suddenly felt that

My heart tightened: It turns out that she is a monster. I didn’t expect that she would come to Jinan to assassinate Dong Chai. It seems that a new round of assassination targeting Chai Dong is about to begin again!

"Giggle, yes, I am a monster."

The demon pretending to be Shang Lige chuckled and ignored Wang Daodao and the others who were pointing guns at her. She raised her hand and pinched a strand of hair hanging down. Her tone was natural but obviously slutty.

Meaning: "In order to complete the task tonight, I had to pretend to be you. I'm sorry."

Youmei dressed up as Shang Lige and came to park Chai Murong's car. When she saw Ye Xiao coming, she said she was sorry in an understatement.

This is simply shameless to the extreme and arrogant to the extreme.

Shamelessness means impersonating others in order to achieve one's goals, while arrogance means that the demon has no fear when facing the killer king in front of him.

From this point of view, the demon doesn't care about Night Owl at all.

Shang Lige raised the corner of his mouth slightly, but before he had time to make the next move, he heard the demon continue to say: "Ye Xiao, I advise you to give up the idea of ​​fighting with me."

Sticking out his tongue and licking his lips, Shang Lige asked lightly: "Why, are you afraid?"

"I'm afraid? Gig, gurgling, will I be afraid of you?"

As if she had heard the funniest joke in the world, the demon giggled, and after a few weak and boneless twists of her slender waist, her chest began to surge...a kind of excitement that was exuded in an instant.

The mature style, like the spring breeze blowing through Yumen Pass, made one of Wang Daodao's subordinates who was about to get into the car suddenly feel the urge to run over and kneel in front of her, kiss her feet and beg her to sleep with him.

"Hindu magic?"

Although Shang Lige was an out-and-out woman, when the demon twisted her body and giggled, she still felt a heat deep in her heart, but then she furrowed her white brows with great disdain in her tone:

"No wonder others call you a monster. It turns out you have learned such a dirty charm technique."

The Indian acacia technique originated from an ancient cult in India called the ‘Acacia Gate’.

The believers in the Hehuan Sect, men and women, practice the art of Hehuan intensively.

Especially the female cultists within the sect are particularly good at sucking men dry as soon as they get into bed.

Comrade Gu Mingchuang once gave these women a very indecent nickname: high-power water pump...


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