Dugu Sheng was still immersed in his thoughts and had no idea about the outside world. He was still thinking and continued to walk straight forward without any hesitation or stagnation in his steps.
Sheng Xiaopan stared blankly at the stranger walking by her, looking at the not tall figure, the mysterious black robe, and the two crossed, terrifying blood-colored scythes behind her, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
What.
After seeing that figure go away, Murong Tian exhaled heavily, turned to Murong Yunqing and asked: "Qing'er, Qing'er, how are you? Do you feel uncomfortable?"
Murong Yunqing didn't understand what was going on, and said with a slightly confused tone: "Dad, what do you mean by asking? I'm fine, why do you all seem so nervous? Is there something wrong?"
Murong Yunqing looked at the scene in front of him with some confusion.
Hearing Murong Yunqing's answer, Murong Tian finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense heart relaxed. He just thought that Murong Yunqing was too young and did not feel the sea of corpses and blood.
Pressure. However, when his eyes turned to Sheng Xiaopan, he felt a little worried in his heart.
"Cousin, are you okay?" Murong Yunqing's slightly childish tone reached Sheng Xiaopan's ears. She realized that Murong Yunqing was asking herself and stopped the random thoughts in her mind. Sheng Xiaopan calmed down and reluctantly
He forced a smile to Murong Yunqing and said, "Yunqing, I'm fine!".
Sheng Xiaopan didn't say what she had experienced, and no one would believe her self-awareness even if she told it.
Murong Tian sighed, walked to the bag he had thrown away before, picked it up again and hung it on his body. There was no more fun in shopping: "Qing'er, Pan'er, let's go back now."
Sheng Xiaopan nodded in agreement, and Murong Yunqing saw that his father and cousin agreed, so he had no choice but to say "Oh" reluctantly.
now……
Dugu Sheng had already arrived in front of a villa. This was the residence of Wu Hongxuan, the target of the assassination.
In the villa, Wu Hongxuan was pacing back and forth in his large villa living room, looking a little nervous.
He is one of the richest people with the highest status in Imjin City, and he plays a very important role in the entire Imjin City. Even in the Chinese Empire, although he is not considered a tycoon, he is still somewhat famous.
Just because he has a good status, he also knows more secrets about the Source Star.
In this materialistic society, money is almost omnipotent. With the wealth in his hands, Wu Hongxuan enjoys a luxurious life that ordinary people cannot imagine. However, the so-called omnipotence is limited to the secular world. Wu Hongxuan knows very well that in this world
On the other hand, some people have transcended the scope of money.
He cannot afford to offend this kind of person. And this kind of person has a unified name, which is called: practitioner...
As a business tycoon of a generation, he has a wide range of contacts. Imjin City is so big, and the leakage of some news allowed this business tycoon to know some news in advance.
I was put on a bounty...
At first, he didn't care much about the reward this time. After all, after decades of ups and downs, he had experienced countless conspiracies, open guns and secret arrows. He had absolute confidence in his bodyguards.
Because his bodyguards are all practitioners. Moreover, one of them has reached the level of the third level of ancient martial arts, two of them are at the level of the second level of ancient martial arts, and there are five practitioners of the first level.
I have to say that his confidence does have some basis. In today's society, there are really very few practitioners. For the entire social group, they are only about one in 10,000. That is to say, one in 10,000 people
Only one practitioner can appear in the middle, and there are eight of them around him at this moment. It is really a great thing.
However, God often does not always go as planned. He will always give people a bolt from the blue when they are most proud.
The reason why he felt nervous and uneasy was because he got news from the grapevine that the person who took over the task this time was Dark Prison...
"Dark Prison, that is one of the top forces in the entire Origin Star. How could it suddenly take on such a seemingly insignificant task?" Wu Hongxuan smiled bitterly in his heart. He originally had some confidence, but when he knew it was
When the people in the dark prison were about to take action, he could no longer sit still.
He understands very well the potential of the dark prison.
Afraid. As one of the top forces in the Source Star, he is definitely a behemoth in China. His family background is not comparable to that of Dark Prison, but he feels very strange why Dark Prison would accept such a person.
What about small tasks?
Although in his heart, his life is very important and his status in Imjin City is very extraordinary, he knows very well that in front of a behemoth like the Dark Prison, he is completely a "little person".
Why is an elephant suddenly free to trample an ant to death?
Wu Hongxuan couldn't figure it out...
However, what he didn't know was that this task was accepted by Shi He'an for Dugu Sheng. Considering that it was the first time for Dugu Sheng to perform a task, Dugu Sheng's strength should not be too exposed, so as not to cause other forces to strangle Dugu Sheng.
In the cradle, Shi Hean thought for a long time before deciding to take on this task and let Dugu Sheng try his hand.
If Wu Hongxuan knew Shi Hean's thoughts at this time, I don't know how he would feel. He would probably be speechless or helpless! After all, after struggling for so long, in the end, in the eyes of others, he was just a person trying his hand.
role.
However, Wu Hongxuan did not know what Shi Hean was thinking. At this time, he was thinking about how to avoid this disaster. In his opinion, the power of the people in the dark prison should not be too high this time, if there are only low-level practitioners
level, then he can definitely kill it.
However, in this case, a bigger problem arises. If the people from Dark Prison die here, then he and Dark Prison will really fight to the death. And he obviously does not have the strength to compete with Dark Prison.
And if the person's cultivation reaches the fourth level of ancient martial arts or above, he will definitely die.
It's not that Wu Hongxuan never thought about running away, but when he thought about the horror of the dark prison, he couldn't muster the courage to escape.
When he was anxiously thinking about the coming dark prison practitioners, suddenly, a figure appeared on the TV in the living room. The TV was connected to the camera at the door, and he saw this man in black robes.
Shi was slightly stunned.
In his opinion, since the other party came to assassinate him, there was no way he would come in through the front door. However, the reality was beyond his expectation. This person came over so blatantly, and he really came to assassinate him.
? Don’t you know that if you are discovered?
If so, unless you are an intermediate practitioner or above, guns can still pose a certain threat to practitioners? After all, junior practitioners cannot release their inner strength and rely on their bodies to block bullets. Even if they are practitioners, they still can't.
A bit difficult.
In the outer courtyard of the villa, a servant walked towards Dugu Sheng, trying to stop him. However, Dugu Sheng avoided the servant and quickly ran towards the hall.
Dugu Sheng always kept in mind the words suitable for Shi He'an, and only used the strength equivalent to the second level of the ancient martial arts. When several bodyguards in the hall saw that the person who came was only the level of the second level, they put down their worries and directly
He rushed towards Dugu Sheng.
At the same time, Wu Hongxuan temporarily put aside his fear of the prison, took out a pistol from his arms, and pulled the trigger at the not-so-tall black-robed prison killer in front of him.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Several gunshots exploded like spring thunder, and the bullets streaked through the space and shot straight towards Dugu Sheng's face, chest and lower abdomen.
Guns kill.
Just when Wu Hongxuan thought victory was within reach, something shocking happened. Dugu Sheng's body only shook slightly, and all three bullets missed.
Seeing this scene, Wu Hongxuan's heart lifted again. He pulled the trigger continuously, and several more gunshots were fired, but without exception, Dugu Sheng dodged them all.
When Wu Hongxuan fired the last bullet, Dugu Sheng had already rushed through the outer courtyard and arrived in front of the hall door. Wu Hongxuan's bodyguards on the other side also flew out of the hall and came to the door. The first one rushed in.
, is the bodyguard whose strength has reached the third level of ancient martial arts.
With a loud roar, the guard at the front raised a fist and smashed it directly at Dugu Sheng's face. The power that a third-level heavenly warrior can exert is far beyond that of ordinary people.
The limit. Its own physical strength can reach 4-8 tons. Coupled with the blessing of internal strength, the power of a full punch makes the air vibrate and make a slight buzzing sound.
Just when the guard punched out, the opponent he expected to dodge did not happen. Dugu Sheng
He stepped across the threshold, still moving straight forward. When the guard's fist was less than a foot away from him, Dugu Sheng finally reacted.
Dugu Sheng slid forward with his right foot, tilted his body slightly, and slid along the right side of the guard's arm. This bodyguard, who had reached the third level of ancient martial arts, concentrated almost all the strength of his body on this punch.
When punching out, it does have some overwhelming power. But because the force is too great, the center of gravity of the body will naturally lean forward.
When Dugu Sheng slid across the right side of his arm, he felt something bad.
"Not good!!!" The guard's pupils shrank, and a sense of crisis arose spontaneously. However, at this moment, his punching power had reached its peak, and it was no longer possible to withdraw his punch instantly.
At this time, Dugu Sheng, while sliding past the right side of the middle-aged strong man's arm, pushed his left foot on the ground, and his hands tucked into the wide black sleeves finally appeared in everyone's sight. At the same time, he appeared
Yes, there is also a black dagger held tightly in his hand, exuding the unique cold light of metal.
Just when the guard was secretly sighing that something was not going well, Dugu Sheng's body had already jumped up, and the dagger emitting a cold light slashed across the guard's throat.
After Dugu Sheng landed, his speed did not slow down. He didn't even look at the bodyguard who rushed up first, and continued to rush towards the people behind him. After a few ups and downs, he came to stand in front of Wu Hongxuan. The entire movement
It was as smooth as flowing water. From the moment you entered the hall to standing in front of Wu Hongxuan, all the time taken together did not exceed half a second.
When Wu Hongxuan saw clearly the young man in black robe who suddenly appeared in front of him, the guard of the third level of ancient martial arts who was killed first fell to the ground heavily with a muffled sound.
This dull sound of falling to the ground was like a domino being pushed.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."
Seven consecutive sounds of falling to the ground were heard, and in just one encounter, eight warriors, including one third-level warrior and two second-level warriors, were instantly knocked down by Dugu Sheng.
Wu Hongxuan stared blankly at the killer in front of him, who was only as tall as his chest, with a face full of disbelief. Are all the killers in the dark prison so strong? It's ridiculous that he actually wants to kill him.
Just when he was secretly mocking himself, Dugu Sheng moved again. Just as he waved his hand, Wu Hongxuan felt that his neck suddenly felt cold. Then, a dizzy feeling came and he completely lost consciousness.
Dugu Sheng withdrew his dagger and looked at the nine corpses in the hall, the expression on his face still indifferent. It was as if the deaths of these nine people did not cause him even a trace of emotional fluctuation.
Dugu Sheng turned around and walked out of the door as usual. The servant who had stopped him before witnessed the entire murder process, was so frightened that he ran away and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Dugu Sheng ignored him and walked straight out of the door. Behind him, there were corpses and blood on the ground.
Dugu Sheng passed through the crowd and gradually moved away from the center of Linjin City. He saw that there were fewer and fewer people around, and Dugu Sheng's speed became faster and faster. In the end, there was no pedestrian on the road, and at this time Dugu Sheng
Sheng's speed was already comparable to that of a car. Gradually, a small house appeared in Dugu Sheng's sight, which was the "He'an Outdoor Products Store".
Shi Hean was still basking in the sun on the lounge chair at the door. Regardless of whether he saw him or not, he walked straight to his room in the inner courtyard, changed out of his black robe, and walked out of the room again.
Shi He'an leaned on the recliner and saw Dugu Sheng came out. He didn't say anything, but looked at him quietly, as if asking how the mission was completed.
Dugu Sheng still had the same expression. When he saw Shi Hean's questioning look, he didn't say anything more and just nodded. Then Dugu Sheng walked to the inside of the counter of the store, ignoring Shi Hean's gaze, and looked for something on the shelf nearby.
I picked up a small transparent box, walked out of the "He'an Outdoor Products Store", and walked towards the small forest in my memory.
Entering the grove, Dugu Sheng came to the little flower again. The little flower swaying slightly in the wind seemed to feel Dugu Sheng's arrival and greeted him happily. Dugu Sheng approached the little flower, squatted down, and
The transparent box in his hand slowly covered the little flower.
Immediately, Dugu Sheng lay on his back next to the little flower, staring blankly at the sky, his eyes dull and distracted...
Immersed in thinking again, thinking about the source of strength, thinking about how to become stronger...