Zhang Zhen, who had already escaped with injuries, had no idea what happened in the hotel room.
On the dark road, he almost used all his strength to run wildly on this deserted road.
Although his body was seriously injured, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
But he still didn't dare to slow down even a little bit, didn't even dare to look back, and ran like crazy on the road.
He was already frightened out of his wits.
After receiving this mission, Zhang Zhen had never seen the true faces of those masked people until he saw them with his own eyes.
He just based on the information given in the mission information and his own judgment, he concluded that the four mission targets were all sixth-level warriors who had initially gathered the will of martial arts.
So much so that it was the first time for even him to see the grimace masks on the faces of those masked people.
"Those two masked men..."
As he ran, his muscles affected his internal organs, causing him a heartbreaking pain, but Zhang Zhen couldn't care less about this severe pain at this moment.
Although they had only fought for a dozen rounds just now, Zhang Zhen's courage had been completely shattered.
The two masked men were actually able to use their fleshy palms and strong energy to catch his blade.
Zhao Yu and the two of them could forget it.
After all, the two of them have not initially gathered their martial will, and their strength is somewhat different.
But he, Zhang Zhen, was the one who truly gathered the will of martial arts!
Logically speaking, Zhang Zhen and the two masked men should be evenly matched!
Before the fight, Zhang Zhen had always thought so.
But when his weapon was deformed by the short masked man with a pair of physical fists, he understood.
These two people are not on the same level as me at all!
Moreover, those masked men are real desperadoes!
When he was escaping, he passed by the first floor and discovered it.
Hotel attendant on the first floor.
He had already been killed by those two masked men.
Those two masked men clearly regard human life as nothing!
"What kind of monsters are they...why are they so strong..."
Zhang Zhen couldn't understand why he was so much worse than the masked man.
During the fight, he seemed to faintly feel that the aura of the two masked men seemed to carry some special power.
Can weaken his offensive.
After realizing something was wrong, Zhang Zhen immediately ran away decisively.
If you don't escape, staying there will only lead to death.
As for moving rescue troops.
These are just excuses.
You know, martial arts schools are not a good place.
As a behemoth whose power is only slightly weaker than that of the military.
The power of martial arts schools cannot be underestimated.
Most of the tasks accepted by martial arts schools are tasks that the military will not accept.
In other words, it is a gray task.
The military turns a blind eye to this and will generally not get involved as long as the bottom line is not touched.
Zhang Zhen had nowhere to go to mobilize reinforcements.
He just threw down a high-sounding excuse and took the opportunity to escape.
"I just met you by chance... Although I have some friendship with Zhao Yu and Chen Chen, they are just acquaintances at most... I have no obligation to accompany them to death..."
The wind howled in his ears, and the trees on both sides of the road retreated rapidly in Zhang Zhen's peripheral vision.
Zhang Zhen comforted himself like this while running quickly towards the city.
"As long as I go to the city..."
“Just go downtown!”
"Those masked men, no matter how daring they are, would never dare to do anything in the city!"
With this thought in mind, I felt that there was no sound behind me, and it seemed that the two masked men were not chasing me.
Zhang Zhen also gradually felt relieved.
"Zhao Yu and the others should be dead... It's such a pity. Zhao Yu has a good figure. I thought I'd give it a try if I had the chance..."
Gradually he felt relieved, and some other thoughts just emerged in Zhang Zhen's mind.
Suddenly I realized something.
His steps suddenly stopped.
The excessive speed forced him to stop while running wildly, and his feet left long black marks on the ground.
On the road ahead, it was only a few hundred meters away from him.
Two burly black figures stood in the middle of the road, silently watching Zhang Zhen a few hundred meters away.
The moonlight was hazy, and there were faint dark clouds covering the sky.
The already not very bright moonlight was diluted even more bleakly.
On both sides of the quiet road in the wild, the shadows of the trees swayed, as if some kind of living creature was dancing ferociously.
With the help of the blurred light between light and dark, Zhang Zhen could vaguely see.
The two burly figures also had masks with strange smiles on their faces.
Zhang Zhen's heartbeat accelerated in an instant, and his body temperature, which had risen rapidly due to running all the way, turned cold at this moment.
"Why is there another bug escaping?"
The hoarse voice sounded under the moonlight and was very clear on this silent road.
"I don't know... Fifty-eight is always so unlucky when doing things..."
Another voice sounded soon after.
The two burly figures stepped slowly towards Zhang Zhen.
"This person...should be the person we received from the intelligence who accepted the mission issued by Changfeng Martial Arts School and wants to seize our materials, right?"
"have no idea."
"Then we are?"
"Do you still need to ask this kind of thing?"
"Whether it is true or not, just kill him and it will be over."
The two of them walked slowly towards Zhang Zhen.
While chatting leisurely.
It was as if Zhang Zhen in front of them was already a corpse in their eyes.
Zhang Zhen's scalp felt numb for a moment and his legs felt a little weak, but he still made a decision in an instant.
Without hesitation, he turned around and ran towards the direction he came from!
He has no choice now.
Perhaps running backward is equally dangerous.
But now, he only has this way to go!
"Want to escape?"
However, Zhang Zhen had just turned around and escaped within five or six meters when he heard a hoarse and cold voice coming from his ears.
Accompanying this hoarse voice was an extremely fast chill that hit Zhang Zhen's throat.
"Secret skill! Qingtian!"
In an instant, an extremely intense life and death crisis spread all over his body. Zhang Zhen didn't even have time to think. The blood in his body surged to the extreme in an instant, and his overwhelmed internal organs felt severe tearing pain. However, Zhang Zhen could no longer care about his physical injuries at this moment.
, strike with all your strength!
The muscles all over his body flexed and swelled in an instant, as if he was blowing air. His fists expanded in an instant, and with a roar, he smashed in the direction of the cold.
Chi!
A quick crackling sound.
It's like a sharp knife cutting through tofu.
Plop.
Zhang Zhen's eyes quickly lost their look, and blood quickly seeped out of his throat, quickly forming a small river on his ground.
As the masked man slowly pulled his palm out of the trembling throat, his body staggered feebly for a few steps, fell to the ground, and made no sound again.
A sixth-level warrior who has initially gathered his martial will.
He died in the hands of this masked man without any resistance.ъìＱυＧΕtＶ.℃ǒΜ
The masked man remained silent, took out a white towel from his pocket and wiped the blood on his hands.
The white towel, which was not stained by dust, was quickly dyed scarlet.
"Why haven't fifty-eight and seventy-four arrived yet?"
He spoke hoarsely.
Behind him, another masked man was carrying a silver-white box. At this time, his voice also contained a bit of confusion: "I don't know, according to the habits of the two of them, it is already time to come back."
Putting away the white scarf that had been dyed scarlet, the masked man raised his head and looked far away in the direction of the hotel.
After a few seconds of silence, he slowly said: "Sixty-one, let's go over and take a look."
…
Peng!
In the room, three figures collided again and then quickly separated.
The difference was that Wang Jin's retreat seemed relaxed and freehand, while the two figures in front of him retreated in an extremely embarrassed manner, almost falling to the ground.
The two masked men stood in the mess on the ground, looking at the young man standing indifferently opposite, with horror in their hearts.
This boy looked like he was in his teens.
He actually has such terrifying strength?
Zhao Yu and the other three had already retreated into a corner.
The three of them huddled together, trembling as they looked at Wang Jin, who was fighting the two masked men for dozens of rounds.
They never expected that this young man, who had been ignored by them from the beginning, would be so powerful.
These two are both sixth-level warriors who have initially gathered their martial will!
Even Zhang Zhen is no match!
And this young man.
He actually fought with these two masked men one against two for so long!
And looking at this young man's relaxed and carefree appearance, it seems that he is not serious at all!
At this moment, the world view of Zhao Yu and the others almost collapsed.
Are all young people today so fierce?
"Damn it! Why haven't thirty and sixty-one arrived yet?"
The short masked man cursed lowly. His arms were completely deformed. If it weren't for the support of his will, he would have lost his combat effectiveness.
"You two... are so strange... what exactly is the breathing method you practice?"
When the two masked men looked at Wang Jin with fearful eyes, Wang Jin also looked at them with interesting eyes.
The reason Wang Jin didn't take action immediately was because he sensed something was wrong.
There is something strange about the Gang Qi of these two masked men.
However, even though he had fought with these two people for so long, Wang Jin still did not grasp the specific and strange aspects of the gang energy in these two people.
"Kill!" The two masked men did not answer, but looked at each other, roared, and came towards Wang Jin again to kill him.
"Since you don't want to say it, there's nothing I can do..."
Wang Jin shook his head and sighed. When he raised his hands, his sleeves swayed in an instant, as if infinite strength was gathering in an instant.
"Sending you on your way!"
Peng!
A heavy sound echoed in the room.
The two masked men stepped back in an instant, blood spurting out wildly. After staggering a few steps, they suddenly fell to the ground, unable to support themselves.
The breath quickly decayed.
Da da da.
Thirty and Sixty-one rushed into the room and happened to witness the scene where their breath disappeared rapidly.
"oh?"
Wang Jin raised his eyes and looked at the two of them.
"I originally wanted to find you, but I didn't expect you to come to my door yourself."