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717 myth, the storm is coming

Like a big roc, Zuo An jumped up in the air and rushed towards Feng Qingchen. The long sword in his hand was still stained with blood. When it passed through the air, a dark red light and shadow flew up. Feng Qingchen was disturbing her sight.

A very shrewd killer, but she, Feng Qingchen, was not a vegetarian. Feng Qingchen did not even move her eyelashes. The moment the left bank flew up, Feng Qingchen pulled the trigger...

Bang...

Snipers, like killers, hide in the dark and aim at the target. They only have one chance. But don't forget that Feng Qingchen is not a sniper, so she will never only fire one shot.

Zuo An saw the direction the bullet was coming from and instinctively avoided it. He avoided the first shot, but could not avoid the second shot.

After Feng Qingchen fired the first shot, he fell straight down. This time there was no flesh pad. Feng Qingchen lay directly on the ground. From the sound, he knew that the fall was very heavy. This was during army training.

Falling forward, the moment Feng Qingchen fell down, he fired another shot. The sound of the gunshot was blocked by the sound of falling. Zuo An did not hear the gunshot, and by the time he discovered it, it was already too late...

Poof... the bullet hit Zuo An's calf, and Feng Qingchen was not willing to fight. After being hit, he immediately turned over and rolled out of Zuo An's attack range. It was almost an instinctive reaction. As soon as he arrived at a safe place, Feng Qingchen

Chen jumped up and ran towards his horse.

The speed has reached the limit of her training. In the face of death, Feng Qingchen showed her fastest side.

She is the best soldier among doctors and the best doctor among soldiers.

"What a sensitive hand, what a concise movement, what a powerful explosive force." When Zuo An recovered from the pain, Feng Qingchen had already jumped on the horse...

"drive……"

Riding Juechen, he galloped away, leaving only flying dust on the left bank.

Zuo An watched Feng Qingchen leave as Juechen left without pursuing him. A strange smile appeared on his pale face: "Feng Qingchen, as the fattest person in the entire killer world, you can escape once, but not twice.

I’m looking forward to seeing you versus the entire world of killers, who will win and who will lose.”

Zuo An lowered his head, glanced at his still bleeding calf, took out a dagger from his calf, squatted down and inserted the dagger into the wound, and moved his wrist...

Bang...the bloody bullet flew out and fell into the dust. Its original color could not be seen, and Zuo An had no intention of picking it up.

The wound was getting bigger and bigger, and the blood was flowing faster and faster, but Zuo'an seemed to be unaware of the pain. He took out a bottle of medicine from his arms and poured it directly. Until the blood stopped flowing out, Zuo'an stopped what he was doing.

He took out a piece of handkerchief whose original color could not be seen and tied the wound tightly.

After doing all this, Zuo An stood up and walked towards Lan Yilin. From the way he walked, there was no sign that his leg was injured. This shows that this person's toughness is far superior to Feng Qingchen's.

Not even willing to look at Lan Yilin, Zuo An raised his knife and prepared to cut off Lan Yilin's head. In his eyes, the head in front of him was worth a thousand taels. Although it violated his principles, his principles would yield in the face of reality.

, for example, he needs money very much now, and if he has no income, he will go to rob.

Besides, he has just violated his principle once, so what does it matter if he violates it again? As for the others, it has nothing to do with him. He is only loyal to himself.

But at this moment, the sound of the horse's hooves that had just left resounded again. Zuo An knew who it was, and the knife paused in mid-air, and then he continued his actions.

This distance is enough for him to take the head and have time to leave.

But Zuo An miscalculated the range of the bullet, and the moment the knife in his hand fell, Feng Qingchen fired...

There was a "snap" sound, hitting Zuo An's feet. The killer's instinct made him avoid it backwards, and he also missed the best time to take Lan Yilin's head. Moving forward, Feng Qingchen's guns came over in dense numbers.

, not giving him a chance to get close.

When Feng Qingchen's gunfire sounded, the Wang family's secret guards also rushed over and surrounded the left bank. The situation was instantly reversed...

Zuo An knew that he was in trouble this time. Standing in the middle, Zuo An had no intention of taking action.

Feng Qingchen, Uncle Nine Emperors and Wang Jinling rode forward.

"Killer Zuo An doesn't kill women, children, the elderly and children. I didn't expect you to take the task of assassinating Feng Qingchen and prepare to kill a woman." It was obvious that Wang Jinling knew this person, and there was a hint of ridicule in his words.

"Two hundred thousand taels of gold, everyone's heart will be moved, and Zuo An is also a human being." Zuo An did not take Wang Jinling's sarcasm to heart. He is a killer. The moment his hands were stained with blood, he was destined to be a person who ran for money.

.

Don't kill women and children, the elderly and children just want to buy themselves peace of mind, but in front of two hundred thousand taels of gold, everyone will become a devil, why should he feel sorry for the silver.

"Two hundred thousand taels of gold is a lot, and there are not many people in Jiuzhou mainland who can afford this amount of money." Wang Jinling looked down at Zuo An, his advantage evident. He was asking Zuo An, who wanted to kill Feng Qingchen.

Who is.

"Yes, that's what makes people crazy, isn't it? Miss Feng, you have to be careful. Not everyone is like Zuo An, who will leave 200,000 taels of gold aside and be interested in the hidden weapon in your hand."

Zuo An's words were also telling Wang Jinling that he didn't know who the person who hired the killer to kill Feng Qingchen was. At the same time, he also let Feng Qingchen off once. If not for this reason, Feng Qingchen would have died long ago.

"There are rumors in the world that the killer Zuo An is a weapons maniac. It is true." Wang Jinling did not doubt Zuo An's words. At that time, Feng Qingchen was the only one there. If Zuo An had been cruel, Feng Qingchen would have died long ago.

Zuo An frowned and said nothing in the end, because this was a fact and he had no way to argue with it. All the money he earned from killing people was spent on the production and research of weapons. This was not a big secret and everyone in the world knew it.

Killer Zuo An will come out to take over the mission, which means he has spent all his money again!

"Zuo An, for the sake of revealing the information, give up this mission and I will spare your life." Uncle Nine Emperors waved his hand, signaling the secret guard to step back and let Zuo An go.

This is a decision, not a consultation with the Left Bank.

"Even if I give up, others will not give up. The entire killer world is crazy about Feng Qingchen's life." Zuo An put away his sword and told Uncle Nine Emperors about his decision.

He is a smart man, and of course he will not seek death.

Don't tell him that. The killer must complete his mission even if he dies. If he dies...who will give the money he earned?

"I will handle it myself." Uncle Nine Emperors fully demonstrated his confident side.

He would not make the same mistake a second time and leave Feng Qingchen alone because their trip was low-key enough and did not alert anyone. Even the emperor did not know the time of their departure. In addition,

If Feng Qingchen's outfit didn't match the two of them, no one would know who she was.

They were so confident that they almost fell into trouble!

"That's right, who dares to snatch food from a tiger's mouth." When Zuo An said this, he glanced at Wang Jinling intentionally or unintentionally. Just when Wang Jinling frowned in dissatisfaction, Zuo An left gracefully...

The news that assassin Zuo An failed to assassinate Feng Qingchen and gave up the mission to assassinate Feng Qingchen spread throughout the assassin world immediately, causing many assassins who were planning to take action to give up their thoughts.

Even Zuo An suffered a loss, so what could they do? Of course, it also aroused the competitiveness of other people. This mission was not only for 200,000 taels of gold, but also to break the myth of killer Zuo An!

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