"Don't kill me... don't kill me... Why the hell haven't you come yet? Huh... I've been a bit angry lately, and the smell is a bit choking."
As a professional killer, Tang Feng has sufficient confidence in his methods.
But the long wait made him a little impatient, but recently he read a book called The Self-cultivation of a Killer.
It is said to be a book on the creed of Western killers. Although it is in foreign language and I don’t recognize it, I found someone who knew foreign language to read it to me every day.
There is one sentence in it that he deeply agrees with, "A qualified killer always makes your enemy unaware of your appearance."
This sentence has become Tang Feng's killer creed, and he specially invited a foreigner to help tattoo this sentence on his back.
During the long wait, footsteps finally came from behind.
Tang Feng's ears twitched slightly, and his voice became even hoarse.
"Hey, are you okay?"
Hearing the concerned voice behind him, Tang Feng secretly let out a long breath.
It's finally my turn to appear.
Following this scene that he had rehearsed countless times, he turned around and said: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I have nothing..."
Tang Feng was halfway through shouting when he suddenly seemed to realize something. His scalp suddenly felt numb. After a brief pause, his lips began to tremble and his breathing began to become rapid.
In the dim light, the face slowly lifted up, and what was reflected in front of Tang Feng was a face without facial features.
He lowered his head instinctively.
He saw his wet trousers.
I also saw a hand that didn't look like a human at all. No, it should be called a claw more appropriately. It had golden skin and slender nails stained with bright red blood.
for a time,
Tears began to brew in Tang Feng's eyes, his nose began to feel sore, as if mucus was about to fall, and his facial muscles also spasmed slightly.
The voice was filled with a panicky emotion.
fear!
"Don't... don't kill me... don't kill me, I didn't see anything, don't kill me... ah."
If my mind could still spin, I might shout two other words: "There is a ghost!!"
Finally, when he saw the claw slowly reaching toward his chest, Tang Feng's brain buzzed, and he finally collapsed and passed out.
Looking at Tang Feng who had passed out, Fa Cai twisted a few times, patted Tang Feng's face in front of him, and after confirming that he was really unconscious, he stuck out his white tongue and licked the ketchup smeared on his body clean.
, turned around and crawled back to Xu Tongtang's mouth.
Xu Tong took off his mask, glanced at the new urine stains on the ground in disgust, and stepped back half a step: "Look, this is a serious performance."
Outside, people were still shouting to kill the assassin, but the shouts were getting further and further away from me.
Just when he was wondering why the Xiang family guard suddenly became such a noob.
A black light flew in the darkness, reaching the center of Xu Tong's eyebrows.
"Master!"
Xu Tong realized later, but did not panic. He raised his hands, and magic flames poured out from his palms. The dark blue firelight instantly illuminated the darkness, and a terrifying high-temperature fireball burst out to attack the black shadow in front.
"Huh!"
Accompanied by the sound of surprise, the masked man under the fire light whirled in the air, narrowly avoiding the attacks of the demonic flames. He lowered his body violently, and the blade that had just been unsheathed was quickly put into the scabbard.
This weird shape made Xu Tong aware of the danger, so he rushed forward before the opponent could draw his sword.
Faced with such a master who was extremely good at killing, Xu Tong was not stupid enough to use the five-animal grappling hand and close combat to fight the opponent.
It is foolish to use one's own shortcomings to attack the enemy's strong points.
Not only will it not bring you any benefits, but it will also make you extremely passive.
He tiptoed, and the big girl on the entrance of the hall was like a white rainbow falling on him. His speed increased instantly, and he rushed in front of the opponent almost instantly.
"court death!"
Seeing Ma Hongwen whose speed suddenly increased several times, the masked man let out a low roar and raised his palm to the blade.
"Buzz..."
The blade made a sharp buzzing sound.
The sound of the breaking blade was like someone wooing the erhu, and time slowed down.
"Flying Sword!"
The blade was unsheathed, and Xu Tong could see clearly that it was a black matte sword. The air around the blade suddenly froze when the blade was unsheathed, as if time had been disconnected at this moment.
"boom!"
However, the texture of the blade was as hard as metal. Xu Tong, who originally swooped towards him, was replaced by a huge paper man.
"not good!"
Saai Jiro noticed that the sword had missed, so he instinctively stood behind him while swinging the sword.
But it's too slow.
Xu Tong watched the sword slash down head-on without dodging until it made a sharp collision sound on the ground. He raised his hand and a golden spear went straight through Taro Sai's throat from a distance of two meters!
"puff!"
Blood slid down the dripping gun barrel like a red bead curtain.
Taro Saai's eyes widened and he stared blankly at Xu Tong, who was two meters away from him. His chest was heaving violently, as if he was still wondering where this guy took out such a long spear?
"Sorry, every inch is longer and every inch is stronger, obviously I am stronger than you!"
The corner of Taro Sai's mouth twitched a few times, as if he wanted to curse, but in the end he collapsed to the ground helplessly.
“This way!!!”
The hurried footsteps of guards outside came.
When the torch was raised high to light up the room, Xu Tongren was sitting on a chair, holding the snacks on the table in one hand.
A masked corpse lay on the ground.
"Hongwen! Hongwen!!"
At this time, Xiang Gongbao hurriedly walked in wearing pajamas. After seeing Ma Hongwen sitting there eating snacks, he glanced at the masked corpse on the ground, and his expression suddenly became strange.
"Hongwen, are you okay??"
Xiang Gongbao ignored the corpse on the ground and walked to Xu Tong and asked.
"It's okay, the lights went out just now. I heard someone outside shouting to catch the assassin, so I just sat here and didn't dare to move. After a while, I heard the sound of fighting in front of me, and then you guys came..."
Xu Tong put the piece of snack in his hand into his mouth with an innocent face.
Not to mention, the dim sum tastes really good. The bean paste filling does not have the taste of saccharin in reality, but the bean paste is ground very finely, and the outside is a layer of pastry that touches the butter. When you bite it, the salty fragrance relieves the greasiness. After eating
There is an aftertaste that lingers on the lips and teeth.
"call……"
Although Xiang Gongbao didn't believe this statement, he still breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay. You are the last lone seedling of the Ma family. If you have something wrong with you, I can't be with your father."
Explain."
After saying that, he looked sharply at the corpse on the ground and the guy pretending to be a servant in the corner.
"These two people must be killers sent by the new-school students. These new-school students are truly a disgrace to the country. I will go to court early tomorrow morning and will definitely make all regions step up their efforts to uproot them."
Xu Tong had an expression on his face that said whatever he said would come to him. After all, although Xiang Gongbao held a high position, he was really not a person who was good at acting.
At least in front of Xu Tong, his acting skills were only slightly better than the one lying in the corner.
When something like this happened to the Xiang family, Xiang Gongbao did not keep Xu Tong any longer and sent some soldiers and a carriage to personally escort Xu Tong home.
The carriage was not comfortable, but fortunately the distance between the two families was not far. Xu Tong got off the carriage and asked the soldiers to take the carriage back. He stood alone at the door of his house, took out the hookah pipe, and squatted at the door to smoke.
Are those killers really here to kill Xiang Gongbao?
If so, why not go straight to the backyard and instead ambush in the front hall? If not, then who are they trying to kill?
Thinking of this, Xu Tong suddenly remembered what Xiang Gongbao said just now, that he was the only son of the Ma family.
"Ha! So you came here because of me."
Xu Tong curled his lips and stood up slowly. He said that no matter what the big deal, no one cares about trivial matters. To achieve this step of the Xiang family is really amazing.
In Ma Hongwen's memory, ever since he could speak, he would call him Uncle Xiang and sacrifice himself to the flag. Is this what humans do?
Thinking of this, Xu Tong's heart moved and he called out Jixiang: "Go tell Gao Zhuo and ask them to do it tonight, cleanly."
Jixiang nodded, turned into a white light and disappeared into the mouse hole on the side.
Looking at Ji Xiang's disappearing back, Xu Tong snorted coldly: "You are in the first year of junior high school, and I will be in the fifteenth year, all to make you wear the yellow robe. Whose son will die if he dies?"
