Zhou Yang's first feeling was numb. Before the pain could hit, Zhou Yang quickly called his spiritual energy to seal the wound. Fortunately, he avoided that little distance in time. The bullet did not shoot into his body, but it rubbed the flesh.

"Foreigner?" Hiding at the foot of the wall, it had completely blocked the killer's sight. Zhou Yang took this opportunity to let go of his spiritual sense and observe the house with all his might.

"One, two, three, four." Four people were distributed in corners of different floors, with no one on the first floor, and two on the second and third floors.

Zhou Yang took a deep breath, four people and four guns, if he hadn't been clamoring around, it would be strange if he had just walked over and was not beaten into a sieve, no matter how fast he was, it would not work.

However, since it has entered the range of spiritual consciousness and has presented every person and every move so clearly, that is my home court!

Zhou Yang did not hide his figure, and quickly climbed over the wall and broke through the window and entered the first floor. The two killers on the second floor of the spiritual consciousness hurriedly changed their positions to the stairs before they could shoot, and each of them stood aside. As long as Zhou Yang showed up, he could shoot directly.

But would Zhou Yang give them such a chance? At the corner of the stairs, Zhou Yang, who grabbed a handful of glass fragments, poured the spiritual energy into the slag without observing it. He shook his hand in the dark and threw it upstairs. The two killers saw countless cold lights hitting the door, caught off guard, and thorns penetrated the face and flesh, forming terrifying blood holes, without any leakage.

"ah...."

"ah...."

"Taittatatatatatatatata."

The killer who had lost his vision was suddenly frightened. While screaming, he shot desperately in the direction of his memory. A bullet was quickly shot. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhou Yang quickly went upstairs and saw clearly the miserable situation of the two. The two killers had no facial features. Zhou Yang was a little scared when he saw it. He punched one in the chest and squirted the blood of the two killers. In an instant, he was hit several meters away and hit the wall. There was no sound. In the dark, he could vaguely see that the two killers' chests were all concave.

It was too fast, less than a minute from Zhou Yang entering the house to dealing with the two of them, the villa returned to quiet again.

However, Zhou Yang knew that there were two more upstairs. It seemed that these killers were very professional and did not affect the original deployment arrangements due to emergencies.

The two people on the third floor were distributed in different directions, and did not stand at the stairs like the people on the second floor. One was at the entrance of the study room at the eastmost point and the other was at the entrance of the bedroom at the westmost point. There was no barrier in the middle. No matter who Zhou Yang attacked first, he would give the other person a chance to shoot. This plan was perfect. If it weren't for a monk like Zhou Yang who had spiritual consciousness, anyone would die.

"Hmph, I thought I could kill me this way?"

Zhou Yang did not rush to go upstairs, but first came to the study on the second floor and lifted up the Jiulong Sword placed on the desk.

"You're going to use it again." Zhou Yang stroked the Nine Dragon Sword with a light hand. The Nine Dragon Sword seemed to feel the master's will vaguely roaring swords.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdongdong" This is the sound of Zhou Yang walking on the stairs, and in this dark night it is like a death talisman.

Standing a little behind the middle of the bedroom and study, Zhou Yang stopped and stepped into the killer's attack range as soon as he took another step forward. In his spiritual sense, both killers were close to the corner of the wall, and they could see the other party's position.

In the silence, you could vaguely hear the sound of insects coming from the jungle outside the villa. Zhou Yang took a deep breath, and his body instantly rotated ninety degrees to face the direction of the study. He lowered his body half and took that step forward.

At the critical moment, just as Zhou Yang took a step forward towards the study, the Jiulong sword in his hand suddenly pushed towards the bedroom in the opposite direction.

A dragon roar resounded throughout the villa. The killer in the bedroom immediately pulled the gun while seeing Zhou Yang's figure, but he was one step slower. Nine Dragons were like a divine weapon coming from the sky and inserted it into the killer's face. It didn't reach the hilt of the sword. The attack power kept pushing the killer to the wall and nailing it to the wall board. From the beginning to the end, the killer only fired a bullet and didn't know where it was shot. He still stood.

The killer in the study saw Zhou Yang almost at the same time and pulled the wrench. However, after spiritual exploration, Zhou Yang effectively avoided the direction of the gun and approached the gun quickly before the other party could change the direction. One third of a second later, Zhou Yang grabbed the other party's arm holding the gun and pulled it hard.

This is different from when treating Zong Sheng. Zhou Yang did not retain any strength. With all his strength, the other party's arm was instantly pulled off like a doll, and threw it out with the gun, and blood immediately spilled all over the floor.

"Ah..." Fear, infinite fear, and after being a killer for half a lifetime, never encountered such a strange situation. Is this still a human? Which of the four of them did not crawl out of the pile of dead people, but they ended up in such a miserable way and had no power to fight back.

"devil, ou                                                                                                                            �

Zhou Yang did not understand the other party's shouting and kicked him again. However, this kick took a lot of force and he planned to keep the other party's life for the time being, and some questions need to be asked clearly.

"Speak Chinese!"

"The devil...you... are...the devil." Although this sentence is still not authentic enough, Zhou Yang understood it.

He kicked him again, as if his strength was not controlled well. The other party was so painful that he could not make any sound, "Say, who instructed you to kill me?"

"Ho...ho..." The other party seemed to want to say, but he couldn't speak.

Zhou Yang was not in a hurry and went to the bedroom to pull out the Jiulong Sword. The nailed killer fell to the ground, and his eyes before his death revealed incredible fear.

He came to the study again, "I'll give you the last chance to tell you, who instructed you to kill me?" Zhou Yang put the Jiulong Sword on the other party's forehead, and his eyes were even more cold. Although he had guessed the person behind the scenes, in order not to kill the wrong one, he still had to ask clearly. He was not a random person to kill.

"Yes...no...I sue you, you...If you don't...just... kill me." The killer's Chinese is indeed not very good, but this does not hinder Zhou Yang's understanding.

"Haha, don't negotiate terms. Tell me, I will kill you happily. If you don't say it, I will pull off your limbs one by one, and then cut you into pieces." Zhou Yang's heart was already full of anger, and he almost spit out words by word. The other party's posture did not want to let him live. Zhou Yang thought that giving the other party a pleasure was the greatest kindness. He had been too kind before, which left these hidden dangers.

"Devil...Devil...You are Satan..." The killer's eyes were filled with horror, and he moved back with his broken arm with one hand in fear.

Zhou Yang almost lost all his patience and stomped on the killer's legs.

"Click~"

"Ah...I said, I said... it's Hong...Boss...Wen Zheng...Ho." When the killer spit out the three words Hong Wenzheng in full, Zhou Yang instantly waved the Nine Dragons and stabbed them in the heart.

"Hong Wenzheng, it's him!" Zhou Yang stood up, his eyes like a sharp sword light.

Back on the second floor and coming to the study, Zhou Yang first charged his phone because there was something that he had to do next, but the premise was that there was enough accurate information.

Five minutes later, Zhou Yang turned on his phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, Brother Jiang." The first thing Zhou Yang thought of was Jiang Tianming. Although he didn't know much about the Jiang family, Zhou Yang could feel the hugeness and mystery of the Jiang family from the words of his good brother Zhao Chuan.

"Xiaoyang, it's so late but haven't rested yet? Is it okay on the school side? I heard that the director who fired you was already warned..." Before Zhou Yang could speak, Jiang Tianming was already chattering.

"Brother Jiang, I'll kill someone." Zhou Yang had to interrupt the other party. According to this posture, I don't know when I could get to the point.

"Oh, I killed someone, what, did you kill someone?" The other side of the phone suddenly increased by more than n decibels.

"What's the situation? Xiaoyang, don't be impulsive, where are you? Wait for me." Jiang Tianming's series of self-questions and answers revealed his concern for Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang felt warm, "Don't be nervous, Brother Jiang, I'm not killing a good person, I should be a professional killer."

Jiang Tianming on the other end of the phone immediately felt relieved. He had seen Zhou Yang's ability. As long as he did not kill someone for no reason, he had a way to rescue him. "Tell me what the specific situation is, first." Jiang Tianming asked in a deep voice.

"Brother Jiang, you don't need to ask about this matter for the time being. I can handle it myself. I want to ask you for someone."

"who?"

"Hong Wenzheng."

"Hong Wenzheng? The Ma family's terror?" Jiang Tianming was a little confused. He didn't know why Zhou Yang asked about this person, could it be?

Hum? Jiang Tianming's words also reminded Zhou Yang, yes, Ma family! Could Hong Wenzheng be instructing the Ma family?

"Yes, it's him. Can you help find his current location?" Whether it's the Ma family or Hong Wenzheng doing this matter himself, as long as you find the other party, the truth will be revealed.

"Okay, wait for me for a while." Jiang Tianming stopped talking and asked Zhou Yang to wait for his phone call.

Zhou Yang sat quietly in the study and waited, taking this opportunity to take out a towel to wipe the blood on the Jiulong Sword.

Within three minutes, the phone rang.

"I found it, Hong Wenzheng is now in the Royal No. 1 Tianzi box." Jiang Tianming directly told Zhou Yang the information he had investigated without hiding it at all.

"However, Xiaoyang, listen to my brother's words, you can go find him and beat him, but don't kill him first. If you kill those killers, you can kill them. I have a way to settle them. You have to think clearly about Hong Wenzheng. Even if you have evidence, you can't kill them with your own hands. If you don't have evidence, you can't kill them with your own hands. Do you understand what I mean? It will move your whole body, and you may not be able to face the entire Ma family!" Jiang Tianming believed Zhou Yang's words without doubt. Zhou Yang said that he was a killer, and he still had to tell Zhou Yang the interests of the whole matter.

He is not afraid of the Ma family. Compared with the Jiang family, the Ma family is nothing, but to Zhou Yang, the Ma family is a giant, and he has to consider Zhou Yang's safety.

"I understand Brother Jiang, thank you." After that, Zhou Yang hung up and stood up outside the study.
Chapter completed!