Ye Zihao originally wanted to pass through Moze Mountain, then approach the Liao family and find out the whereabouts of the Rakshasa Gate, but what surprised him was that Du Yuxuan actually knew the whereabouts of the Rakshasa Gate.
At this time, he was very much looking forward to Du Yuxuan telling the address of the Rakshasa Gate.
"Brother! The Rakshasa Sect is in a place called Wanshui Villa. This place was bought by the Rakshasa Sect. Ordinary people are not allowed to enter the Villa at all."
Du Yuxuan explained and said.
"Wanshui Villa?"
Ye Zihao's expression was slightly surprised, and then he said lightly, "Okay!!"
Immediately afterwards, Ye Zihao was ready to leave.
At this time, Du Yuxuan suddenly called out and said: "Brother! I still don't know what you call you?"
"Surname is Ye, name is Zihao!"
After saying that, Ye Zihao turned around and left, quickly disappearing into the night.
At this time, Du Yuxuan looked at Ye Zihao's retreating figure and murmured to himself, "Ziye Hao? His tone doesn't sound like he's from Wanshan City. If he can help me, I'm afraid the Du family won't be able to revive."
Really? What a pity...Alas!!"
…
at the same time!
Ye Zihao called Fatty.
When the call was connected, the fat man yawned and asked curiously: "Boss! It's so late and you're still not asleep?"
"Fat man! I have found the whereabouts of the Rakshasa Gate. It is in a place called Wanshui Villa. You can help me keep an eye on it. I will prepare to collect debts tomorrow night."
Ye Zihao gave instructions and said.
"Oh? Wanshui Villa? Okay! I'll help you keep an eye on it 24 hours a day!"
The fat man patted his chest and reassured himself.
“Contact me then!”
"good!"
Soon, Ye Zihao hung up the phone.
After putting away the phone, a cold smile appeared on Ye Zihao's lips, and a chill shone in his eyes.
"Rakshasa gate?"
"Blood wolf?"
"You all must die!!"
…
Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye it was the night of the next day.
The moon is dark tonight and the wind is high, which makes it quite eerie.
At the gate of Wanshui Villa, there are two killers guarding the door.
"Brother! Why do you think the atmosphere is a bit scary tonight?" A killer looked up at the dark night sky and said uneasily.
"It's a murderous night when the moon is dark and the wind is high! We have killed many people in this kind of weather before!" Another killer joked.
At this time, he lowered his head and touched his pocket, as if he wanted to smoke, but found that his cigarette had been left in the dormitory, so he asked without raising his head, "Brother! Do you have a cigarette?"
However, after a few seconds, he still couldn't hear his accomplice's response, so he raised his head and saw that a silver needle was stuck on his forehead. The accomplice's expression was shocked, his eyes were wide open, and he stood motionless.
There.
"Dude! What's wrong with you?"
The killer asked nervously, but when he went to touch his companion, he found that his companion was already dead.
"Not good!! Someone attacked!!"
The killer was shocked and immediately wanted to run and press the alarm switch.
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, he saw a fleeting cold light coming toward him, and the next second, he felt as if something had struck his forehead.
When he reached out and touched it, it turned out to be a silver needle.
"It turns out that he...he just...died like this?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his eyes go dark, and then with a "plop", he fell to the ground on the spot and died suddenly on the spot!
At this time, a man with a cold face walked out of the darkness, and this man was none other than Ye Zihao.
Seeing Ye Zihao's cold-blooded eyes, especially the chill radiating from his body, made people feel a kind of creepy fear, and the broken moon in his hand looked even more eerie and terrifying in the dark night.
Soon, Ye Zihao sneaked into Wanshui Villa.
Coincidentally, as soon as he sneaked in, he saw a patrol team patrolling the Wanshui Villa at night.
Ye Zihao deliberately walked out of the darkness, and the patrol was shocked.
"Who?"
Suddenly, these killers became alert, took out daggers one after another, and surrounded Ye Zihao.
"Where is Luo Feng!"
Ye Zihao said coldly and asked.
"Damn it! Who are you? You dare to call our sect leader by his name? Brothers!! Catch him!"
One of the killers cursed angrily.
"You won't tell me? Then die!"
Say it!
Ye Zihao exerted force on his toes, and his body seemed to transform into a phantom, moving strangely through the crowd.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
…
The phantom was seen to be covered with cold light, and together with the cold light, blood splattered.
"Ah!! Ah!! Ah!"
The killers on these patrols were seen making bursts of screams.
In just a few minutes, all of them fell into a pool of blood, uncertain whether they were alive or dead.
The screams here also attracted the attention of other people in Wanshui Villa. Soon, the killers from the Rakshasa Sect rushed over and immediately surrounded Ye Zihao.
Among them, the leader was a man with a scar on his face.
Seeing the scarred man, he cursed angrily, "Who is here?"
"Kill your people!"
Ye Zihao's expression was cold, and the sharp Poyue in his hand exuded a strong murderous aura.
"Be bold! Come here! Take him down!"
The scarred man shouted angrily. After he gave the order, the killers on the scene took out their sharp weapons and rushed directly towards Ye Hao.
"Since I'm here today, let me wash your Rakshasa gate with blood!"
Ye Zihao's expression was unusually cold, and the next second, his eyes suddenly changed, exuding a sharp look.
At this time, he held the iron-cut Poyue in his hand and waved it forward.
"Bang!"
This sword happened to hit a killer's katana together, and as a result, this sword directly cut the killer's katana in half.
"This...how is this possible?"
The killer had a shocked expression on his face, and Ye Zihao said coldly, "Want to know why? Go down and ask King Yama!"
Say it!
Ye Zihao charged forward, and the dagger in his hand stabbed the killer directly in the heart.
"laugh!!"
Blood splashed out, turning the ground red all of a sudden.
"Fuck!! Kill him!"
When the other killers saw this, they became enraged. They held sharp weapons in their hands and attacked Ye Hao crazily.
Facing the tidal wave of attacks, Ye Zihao looked calm and unhurried, and the broken moon in his hand was like harvesting straw, ruthlessly harvesting human lives.
"Bang!"
"Bang! Bang!"
"Ah!! Ah!!"
"ah!"
…
The sound of blades being chopped off and the sound of fierce screams could be seen constantly coming from the scene, and the ground was already stained with a large area of blood red.
At this time, the man with the scar who was directing at the side was dumbfounded.
He stared blankly at the scene in front of him, his eyes widening as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.
"Gulu!"
He swallowed his saliva and said in panic, "Is this... is this the devil? He... he is too cruel!"