In the pitch-black night, He Ming, wearing infrared night vision glasses, walked silently like a gecko on the wall outside the building, peering from room to room, looking for the target of the assassination.
In order to succeed in this assassination operation and get rid of Ximen Lang's serious enemy, Xue Wensheng spent a lot of money to buy two pairs of high-tech night vision glasses to equip them with, allowing He Ming and Yang Ji to see objects clearly in the dark.
After some searching, He Ming finally found Ximen Lang sleeping soundly in the third room from the left on the fifth floor. Feeling slightly nervous, He Ming quietly opened the window and jumped in, as if he were a ghost without making a sound.
His right arm was raised, and a sharp dagger appeared in his hand.
A ferocious smile appeared on He Ming's face. He looked at Ximen Lang who was still sleeping soundly on the wooden bed not far away. He cursed in his heart, "You bastard, I will send you to the West!"
Just when he was about to step forward with the dagger in his hand, suddenly, a strong wind came from above, which made him feel trembling. He hurriedly ducked, but failed to avoid the opponent's attack. He only felt a pain on his neck, as if there was something there.
Something bit it, and the wound immediately became itchy and numb.
Ah, no, it’s a poisonous snake!
He Ming immediately realized that something like a poisonous snake must have bitten him.
That's right, it was a dark brown venomous snake as thick as a wrist. It was originally lurking on the curtain box above. It felt someone was invading, and launched a fatal blow like lightning, biting the back of He Ming's neck. The hollow fangs in the middle were thrust into the prey.
Inject venom.
Damn, what a bad luck!
He Ming cursed secretly in his heart, raised his dagger sideways, and the silver light flashed, cutting the poisonous snake into two parts, and the tail part fell on the ground, but the front part of the poisonous snake was still biting his neck.
, his cold eyes seemed to be shining with hatred.
He Ming felt that his neck was nearly a third thicker, and he cursed secretly, "Damn it, this snake is so poisonous!" He raised his left hand, grabbed the half of the venomous snake, and pulled it hard, pulling it off, but it was taken off his neck.
There was a small piece of flesh on his body, and black blood oozed from the wound.
He Ming is no stranger to poisonous snakes. He is good at catching snakes and using snake venom. His unique weapon, the snake bone whip, is fed with snake venom. Therefore, he carries medicine to treat snake venom. Although he was bitten on the neck, he was shocked.
Angry, but not panicked, he reached into his pocket to treat
Medicine to treat snake venom. Unexpectedly, his leg was numb again. A bamboo leaf as thick as a finger sprang up and bit the calf of his left leg. Then, a five-step snake that was more than three feet long bit his right leg.
.The next thing is the constant pain in the legs, and after passing it, there is a numb and itchy feeling.
He Ming hurriedly looked down and his face suddenly changed color. He saw hundreds of venomous snakes squirming around him and launching a crazy attack on him. One by one, they sprang up and bit his legs. In an instant,
, his legs were covered with snake heads, which were densely packed and looked extremely scary.
A lot of snake venom surged into He Ming's blood, making him dizzy and almost falling. It was only his deep internal strength that kept him from fainting.
Ximen Lang woke up early on the bed, sat up and watched with interest the loyal guards biting this guy with evil intentions. A sneer appeared on his face and he said: "I'm still wondering who it is, sneaking around in the middle of the night.
Sui came over, it turned out to be King He Tian from Donghua Gate. How about my welcome ceremony? Look at how enthusiastic these snakes are, they are greeting you."
He Ming was startled when he heard the voice. He looked up and saw the handsome young man on the bed looking at him with disdain. He was startled and said angrily: "Ximen Lang, your death has come!" He ignored his two legs.
There were many colorful poisonous snakes hanging on it, flying up and stabbing at each other with sharp daggers.
In mid-air, dozens of snakes biting his legs hung in mid-air, as if they were wearing two leather trouser legs, exuding wind in pain!
Ximen Lang snorted coldly, "You are looking for death!"
The index finger of his right hand popped out, and an iron ball made a faint sound of breaking through the air. It hit He Ming's right arm and immediately opened a bloody hole. He groaned in pain. The blood in his chest surged, and snake venom attacked his heart. He rolled his eyes and jumped out of the air.
He fell and fainted.
Ximen Lang moved his lips slightly and issued a silent command. Sensing his command, a group of snakes released their bites on He Ming and swam around to hide.
Ximenlang got out of bed and walked over, bent down and sealed He Ming's numb hole with his fingers, then lifted his body and released the five or six snakes underneath. The snakes were dizzy under the heavy pressure, and they recovered after a while.
Come here, turn around and leave.
Looking at He Ming with a dark face, Ximen Lang showed a happy smile on his face. If you want to kill me, there is no way for you to shoot yourself in the foot.
At this time, He Ming's neck had almost doubled in thickness, his legs had become like elephant legs, and his whole body had changed shape and was dying.
Although the assassin was subdued, Ximenlang was not at ease and did not know if there were other assassins coming. After pondering for a while, he put on his shoes and coat and issued an order, telling the many snakes that they were not allowed to crawl out and could only stay in the room.
Afterwards, he climbed out of the window and looked down at the yard, but found nothing unusual. Ximenlang, who did not take it lightly, climbed down silently. After a while, he came to the west side of the building and looked at it with vigilant eyes.
Looking everywhere, there was also no movement.
Could it be that I am too worried? He Ming was the only one who came to assassinate me!
Ximen Lang laughed at himself and was about to give up the search. Then he thought about it. He must be careful to sail a thousand-year-old ship, but he should not be careless, lest he lose his life in confusion. Thinking of this, he moved his body and crawled north, reaching the corner of the building.
Head over.
Suddenly, Ximenlang spotted a man on the north wall of the building. He was strong and strong, carrying a huge sword on his back. He was holding the drainage pipe extending from the roof of the building with his left hand, hanging in the air and looking towards the lighted room.
, but his right hand was inserted into his pants and kept moving.
Ximen Lang was stunned. What was this man doing? He was so powerful. He hung himself five stories high outside in the middle of the night and masturbated. He was really the first person in history!
Based on the man's black clothes and black hood, Ximen Lang deduced that he was in the same group with He Ming and was also a killer. However, what made Ximen Lang curious was that he was not doing his job as a killer. What was he looking at here?
?What kind of show was going on indoors that made him watch so intently that he couldn't help but behave shamelessly, so much so that he even forgot about this mission?
Originally, Ximen Lang wanted to attack him secretly, give him a flying knife, and pin him there. Now, he changed his mind and felt that he should find out what the killer was looking at, and then decide how to deal with him.