The blue car was speeding through the night, the wind was howling all around, and the scenery was quickly receding.
No matter how Zhang He thought about it, he probably would never have imagined that there was a figure strolling leisurely thousands of meters behind the car, but it exceeded the speed of the car and followed him leisurely.
After driving almost a thousand miles, Zhang He stopped the car. He got out of the car with a pale face. His arms stopped bleeding after simple hemostasis. However, the pain of broken bones still made his brows knit together involuntarily.
There was a wilderness around him. After Zhang He got out of the car, he glanced around and ran in one direction.
Qin Xuan looked calm at the back, looking at Zhang He's figure in the distance with cold eyes.
He followed up without making a sound until Zhang He submerged into a densely forested mountain.
Qin Xuan entered the forest, followed the trail, and saw Zhang He.
At this moment, he had taken off his mask and was sitting under a tree, doing exercises and regulating his breath.
Qin Xuan was not in a hurry and stood tall among the branches in the distance.
Zhang He adjusted his breathing for several hours, and then slowly stood up until the morning glow filled the air.
Afterwards, Zhang He took off with his strength and crossed the mountains and ridges.
He traveled almost hundreds of miles until he stopped in front of an abandoned factory in the city.
There was a low whistle, Zhang He looked gloomy, and passed directly past the factory gate. The surroundings were silent, and then the whistle disappeared.
After walking all the way into the abandoned factory, Zhang He walked underground through a secret door.
This is a secret base, with rooms around it and even people wearing masks.
They were somewhat surprised to see Zhang He not covering his face with a mask.
Zhang He ignored these surprised looks and strode towards the deepest part of the room.
When he reached the deepest point, Zhang He looked up at the camera.
The camera is used for face recognition. In this era, even if you are a warrior, you will inevitably benefit from the convenience of technology as long as you are in the secular world. Even Ning Ziyang uses it, not to mention other warriors. This is something that has long been popularized.
The door slowly opened, and what appeared in front of Zhang He was a man with a white mask and no pattern.
"Mission accomplished?" the man's deep voice came out slowly.
"It's done!" Zhang He took a deep breath and replied firmly: "Qin Wende was hit by the Soul-Severing Hand and will definitely die!"
The masked man looked at Zhang He and frowned slightly when he felt Zhang He's unsteady breath, "What's going on with you?"
Zhang Henai is a master, a rare master among Anluo. After all, such a killer organization hidden in the darkness, how could a strong man who is famous in the area be willing to join? Many masters in Anluo are all their own.
Young orphans, raised.
"Dark Lord, I'm in the river..." Zhang He's face was full of bitterness, and he told what happened.
The masked man's eyes flashed, "You mean, Zheng Weilong is dead!"
The masked man suddenly stood up, his eyes bursting with frightening light.
Zhang He lowered his head and said bitterly: "Underworld Master, that young man is definitely a lunatic. He kills people on sight without any reason at all!"
The light in the masked man's eyes became even more horrifying, and a terrifying pressure suddenly emitted, pressing directly towards Zhang He.
"Idiot, if he is really a madman, he can kill three masters with two swords, how can you survive?" The masked man's voice contained endless anger.
Zhang He's face was pale, and he felt as if there was a big mountain pressing down in front of him.
He looked at the masked man in disbelief, "You mean, he deliberately spared my life?"
The face of the masked man hidden under the mask has already been covered with frost, "What if not?"
Zhang He suddenly became anxious and said in a panic: "Impossible, An Luo! I just went to kill Qin Wende, how could I offend such a strong man, who has no grudges against me and An Luo, how could it be..."
He also thought about the consequences. If the other party really spared his life,
Undoubtedly, he wants to target An Luo and wait for him to return to An Luo's headquarters.
"What's more, it's more than a thousand miles from Jiangshui City to here? I checked all the way, and there was no way there was a car behind, let alone anyone!" Thinking of the calmness of the road, he suddenly thought with certainty: "Maybe he is a madman, or maybe he is related to
Zheng Weilong has a grudge."
The masked man looked at Zhang He with cold eyes, "I hope so!"
Before he could finish his words, suddenly, a sharp alarm sounded from the ground. In that moment, the expressions of Zhang He and the masked man all changed.
"Someone broke in!"
There are warnings all around this abandoned factory to keep people out, and there are also warning lines set up under cover. Even if a rat or rabbit comes in, the alarm will be set off. Now, the alarm is actually going off?
Even if it's a coincidence, it's too much, right?
Immediately, Zhang He and the masked man rushed outside.
Not only that, more than twenty assassins from Anluo all appeared, looking outside to sound the alarm.
In their eyes, a young man walked in slowly, with his hands in his pockets and his composure.
Many people breathed a sigh of relief, especially the strong ones. They saw that this young man was only eighteen years old. What threat did an eighteen-year-old youth pose?
It was just an accidental entry. It had only been half a year since they set up their headquarters here, and it was not uncommon for someone to enter here by mistake.
However, only Zhang He saw the young man's figure, and suddenly a cold air rose from the soles of his feet and went straight to the top of his head, making his whole body feel chilly.
He was covered in clothes and could not hide the fear in his eyes.
This scene happened to fall in the eyes of the masked man. Immediately, the masked man couldn't help shouting: "Be careful, prepare for war!"
Following his loud shout, all the killers around him were startled and suddenly showed alert expressions.
They never doubt the orders of the Dark Lord.
"Yes, it's him!" Zhang He said. Qin Xuan's terrifying power of killing the grandmaster flashed through his mind, and he almost collapsed.
"Trash!" The masked man couldn't help but snorted coldly. To be able to kill the Grandmaster, the opponent must be innate.
But so what, he is also a great innate master, and there are many killers he has carefully trained around him to help him out, so what is there to fear from an innate master?
Qin Xuan looked at the abandoned factory and suddenly stopped, his eyes passing over the factory where no one could be seen, his expression as indifferent as frost.
He slowly took his hands out of his pocket, and then, a ray of light flew out from his waist, fell into his hands and turned into a three-foot-sharp blade.
With the Eternal Sword in hand, Qin Xuan looked at the abandoned factory quietly.
"Everyone, come out, Anluo, no one can survive today!"
The faint words were calm, but they filled the air over the entire factory and fell into the ears of everyone in Anluo.
"Arrogant!" The masked man couldn't help but shouted coldly.
There is no one left to live in Anluo?
Even though the Protectorate has not been destroyed after several sieges, it is really a joke that this young man dares to talk so wildly.
The expressions of the killers around them were even colder. If the dark master was not there, they would have waited for the dark master's order and would have already killed this eighteen-year-old but extremely arrogant boy.
The masked man's eyes were cold, and he immediately made a gesture.
The two killers who had been staring at Qin Xuan for a long time appeared, and the heavy sniper rifles in their hands were aimed at Qin Xuan's throat and heart respectively.
The gun body is cold, and it is also known as the M82 as one of the kings of sniper guns.
The moment the masked man made his gesture, two armor-piercing projectiles tore through the air. The terrifying existence, which was enough to penetrate the armor of a tank hundreds of meters away, came straight towards Qin Xuan with sparks of fire.
In the past few days, four and five updates have been postponed to the next day, because it is a manual review, and the review and editing are also very hard, so I need to rest at night.
Review editors like me who stay up late at night coding and uploading cannot afford to be hurt.
, so today I specially coded the first chapter on the 7th to save everyone from waiting for me until the evening, and also to prevent the outbreak at night from being delayed until the next day.
In addition, Lao Meng continues to ask for votes. For the sake of Lao Meng’s hard work, thank you all!