On the way back to the hotel, Bing Zhixie looked at the little golden palm in his hand: "Maybe I should also go to Beiwangpo, maybe it is really related to Long Ling. By the way, those mercenaries said they wanted to find a guide.
, it seems that place is not easy to find."
It was almost dawn at this time, and the dark night had slowly turned into dark blue. Bing Zhixie walked under the aqua blue magic street lamp. Generally, few cities have pure light magic crystals.
If you want to use crystals to make street lamps, it will be too dazzling at night. Even if you have them, they should be mixed with other elemental crystals.
"Linda asked me to rush to Hindmoor as soon as possible. She must have made important discoveries there, but I have been delayed on the road for almost a month. Do I want to go to Beiwang Slope to see it?" As I walked, I froze.
Zhixie stopped, looked back and forth and said, "Oh no, I seem to be lost. Should the hotel turn right or left?"
He was about to fly high in the sky to see the direction of the road when he suddenly saw a few people walking in front of him. Bing Zhixie didn't pay much attention at first, but he found another group of people walking behind him, which forced him to pay attention.
It was almost dawn at this time, and there were basically no people on the streets. But these people were walking one after another on the deserted streets. It was obviously not just a walk in the middle of the night.
Bing Zhixie stood not far away under the streetlight, and the bright light made his shadow very conspicuous.
The two groups got closer and closer, and finally stopped under the streetlight where Bing Zhixie was. These people were different from those who assassinated Bing Zhixie in the small town before. They did not try to hide their identities.
Meaning. They may be killers, or they may not be, but regardless of whether they are, their purpose is clear.
A killer does not necessarily have to assassinate, as long as he can kill people, he is a killer. Perhaps in their eyes, it is completely easy for so many of them to work together to kill a young man.
Bing Zhixie looked at them, and they looked at Bing Zhixie. Bing Zhixie said, "Before I do anything, can I ask you a question?"
The group of people who came were silent for a while, and then someone said: "What do you want to ask?"
Bingzhixie said: "I just want to confirm if someone hired you to kill me?"
"Why do you ask now that you know?"
Bing Zhixie suddenly laughed, which made these people who came to kill people a little confused. Bingzhixie smiled and said: "I feel sorry for you. The people who hired you knew that you couldn't kill me, so they still hired you. It's nothing more than
I want you to try me and see if my injuries have healed over the past twenty days, and if he still has a chance to kill me."
The killers also laughed and laughed: "It's so funny. I have never heard such a funny joke. You said we can't kill you? Just now I thought that person spent so much money to hire so many of us to kill you.
Is this kid’s brain burned out?”
Bingzhi smiled evilly and said: "It's not that his brain is burned out, but that you are too stupid. The person who hired you is not only smart, but also cautious. He knows that this kind of thing does not need to be done personally, and he is even more worried about what accident will happen to him.
Killed." Bingzhixie knew that the person who hired the killer must be Rehogg's brother, but it must not be him. With his ability, there is no need to play these tricks. Bingzhixie said to them: "I will give you a job.
The opportunity to go down, go back to where you came from, don't appear in front of me again."
The killers became a little angry. One guy raised his knife and said, "You kid, you have such a strong tone." He cut it head on.
Bing Zhixie's eyes turned cold: "You asked for this, don't blame me for not giving you a chance." While he was still talking, the neck of the killer who had been chopped off with a knife suddenly had a large opening, and his throat was broken.
A large amount of blood spurted out from the tube and carotid artery, and the blood column shot up to a height of more than one meter.
The killers were shocked: "What's going on?" They didn't see Bing Zhixie make a move at all. They didn't even move, and they didn't feel any wind blades cutting through them. How could their companions die so quickly? Is it because of his speed?
Too fast to even see?
Just like this, two more people's throats were cut open. They covered their necks in horror, blood flowed from their fingers, and blood bubbles continued to bubble. Then three more people were attacked, still
A large gash was opened in the throat.
The remaining five people were stunned. In just a few seconds, six people had their throats cut one after another, and there was no trace of the technique.
Bing Zhixie looked at them with a double smile and said nothing, but these five people seemed to have seen the devil laughing, and all of them had pale faces.
There were two people who reacted quickly and turned around and ran away, but before they could even take two steps away, they encountered the same thing as before.
Bing Zhixie said: "I gave you a chance. Once the opportunity is gone, it will never come back."
The other three quickly covered their necks, each with a frightened look on their face, as if they had seen a ghost. The timid one felt hot in his crotch, and a stuffy air came out, and he sat down limply on the ground.
Suddenly I found many shadows on the ground, shadows of people.
The timid man was shocked. There were obviously only four people alive, so why were there seven figures on the ground? He glanced around and suddenly discovered that except for the shadows of himself and his two companions, the remaining three shadows on the ground were the same as those in front of him.
The shadows at the feet of the white-haired boy are exactly the same.
The timid man opened his mouth in horror and wanted to tell what he saw, but fear prevented him from saying anything. When he looked again, he didn't know when, the three extra shadows suddenly took out something in their hands.
A shadow dagger. They walked behind their own shadows and used their other hand to open the shadow of their hands covering their necks. They suddenly felt that their hands were being opened by a powerful force, and then their throats went cold...
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Not far away, a person watching secretly shook his head and sighed softly: "It's more than twenty days late, it's no longer easy to kill him. Forget it, after so many days of work, I haven't hired a more powerful expert.
, I hope the lord will not punish me too severely. However, when did he learn the shadow magic? This is not included in the information lord told me."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Looking at the corpses lying on the ground, these guys' guardian monsters ran out one after another. Some attacked Bing Zhixie, but were quickly killed by the shadow, and some
The others fled. Bing Zhixie groped their corpses and found nothing of value. For those in this business, the quality of a person's equipment is often directly proportional to their strength. It seems that these people just use
The one who came to test was not a powerful character.
Bing Zhixie had just stood up and was about to leave when suddenly a severe headache came over him: "Ah...!!" He knelt down on the ground in pain, as if a pair of hands had been inserted into his head, and they were trying to open him apart.
Naoren. He curled up in a ball and hugged his head tightly. The strange pain in his head made him roll around on the ground.
At this time, the shadow that was rolling on the ground with him stood up, a pair of bright eyes suddenly opened, and then the shadow opened its mouth again, and showed an evil smile...
I don't know how long it took, but Bing Zhixie gradually woke up. When he woke up, he was already in the hotel. He couldn't remember how he got back to the room last night. All he remembered was a headache. He shook his head,
The pain from yesterday seemed to still remain in his head, and he climbed out of bed with difficulty. There was another wave of dizziness and nausea in his head. He had never felt so uncomfortable. The pain from yesterday was still fresh in his memory: "This is... this is
Are there any side effects?" He knew that as time goes by, this pain will become more and more severe, and the side effects of 'Shadow' are not just that, this is just the beginning, the beginning of tragedy.
After washing, Bing Zhixie felt a little more comfortable. She opened the curtains and the sunshine outside the window shone directly. It was already noon, and there were many people walking on the street. Rich people were driving cars, and poor people were walking.
Say hello to acquaintances and say hello to each other. This is the life he yearns for, and it is also the life he cannot achieve.
After leaving the room, he went to the hotel restaurant and ordered some food. Bing Zhixie found that many people in the restaurant were talking about the death last night. It is said that the public security in this city has always been very good, and such a serious incident happened last night.
A murder case of slitting a throat obviously aroused controversy among residents and business travelers. Even the waiters at the hotel gathered together to talk about the matter in their spare time.
Bing Zhixie waved, called a waiter, and asked, "How far is Beiwangpo from here?"
The waiter looked at him up and down first, and then said: "It's just thirty kilometers to the southwest."
"Thirty kilometers southwest." Bing Zhixie wanted to go west-north of Xindmolde, but Beiwangpo was not far from here. It was just a little more detour, which was not consistent with his itinerary.
conflict.
The waiter said: "Sir, if you want to go to Beiwangpo, I advise you to give up this idea. A lot of things have happened in Beiwangpo recently. Many powerful mercenaries went there in groups, but they all disappeared for no reason.
I never came back. Moreover, the terrain is complicated and there are many ferocious beasts. Even if there is no recent incident, it is still a dangerous place. I think you are an outsider. If you are traveling, you should visit other places.
, it’s better not to go there. You...you are so young, there is no need to take such a big risk."
Bing Zhixie nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Thank you, I didn't want to go to that place. I just heard someone talking about it yesterday and was a little curious, so I just asked."
"So that's it, that's good."
Bing Zhixie saw that he was very concerned about the safety of other people's lives, and didn't want him to worry too much or give any advice, so he panicked. In fact, he had already planned how to get to that place.
The waiter hadn't left yet, so he asked, "Do you need anything else?"
Bing Zhixie thought for a while and asked, "How to get to the nearby mercenary union?"