In Baihua Tower, there was suddenly a deathly silence.
Everyone is looking at Zhuo Junyan.
They knew what Zhuo Junyan was thinking at this moment, and that was what they were most worried about and afraid of.
Zhuo Junyan stood there, thinking.
After a while, he said: "What kind of person is this Luo Jiuying?"
Everyone looked at each other, but no one dared to speak.
It's normal in the world, if you ask about a person, he has the intention to kill!
Zhuo Junyan is not a Jianghu person, but he also has Jianghu style!
Du Xuanling is the bravest girl: "Luo Jiuying has always been very vicious. Relying on his status as a Baijianzhuang, he often kills people. It is said that he often ties people up with ropes, hangs them on trees and shakes them, and then covers his own eyes.
Eye, used to practice his Nine Eagles Flying Sword."
Jin Wuxin had to respond in a low voice: "That's just a rumor, it can't be counted."
Du Xuanling asked back: "Do you dare to say that he is a good person?"
Jin Wuxin sighed: "In today's world, who practices martial arts just to be a good person?"
A group of members of the Tiger Gang nearby laughed at the same time.
What Jin Wuxin said makes sense.
Come in the wind and go in the rain.
Winter training is in full swing, summer is coming, the pain is all over the body and the blood is smeared on the face!
What's the picture?
The reputation of being a chivalrous person?
Bullshit!
Is there no limit to the joy of bullying the weak?
valid reason!
Du Xuanling had already walked over and pointed out the window: "That's the Gao family's mansion."
Zhuo Junyan walked to the window with his hands behind his hands.
This is the third floor. Open the window and you can see a courtyard in the distance.
The courtyard is deep and the courtyard is dense.
A few people could be vaguely seen walking and busy, planting flowers, settling accounts, and cleaning the courtyard. It was unlikely that it was Luo Jiuying.
Ma Zhaori took a step forward: "Boss, Gao Weishan was once an official, and he is not easy to offend. In recent years, the Tiger Gang and the Gao family have always been in harmony with each other."
Zhuo Junyan turned his head to look at Ma Zhaori, his eyes were slightly stern, and his menacing power was looming.
Ma Zhaori knew what was going on, so he lowered his head and dared not speak.
Zhuo Junyan then said: "Go and give Mr. Gao a name card, and tell him that I will come to visit him in the evening to discuss the treasure he wants."
As he said this, he said to Ma Zhaori: "Go in person!"
Ma Zhaori wailed in his heart, "Why should I talk so much when I'm so good?"
Not daring to say more, he hurried out.
Zhuo Junyan waved his hand and said: "Leave the box and everyone else go out. I want to stay here for a while."
The members of the Tiger Gang retreated one after another, and Jin Wuxin had no choice but to ask his agents to come over and collect the bodies.
Du Xuanling was still unwilling to leave and said to Zhuo Junyan: "What are you still doing here? There is blood everywhere in the room..."
Zhuo Junyan looked at her with a smile: "Are you not afraid?"
Du Xuanling lowered her head: "I am also a martial arts practitioner, and I have seen blood."
It's just that what he said was a bit unconfident, and his voice gradually became quieter.
Zhuo Junyan already said: "You should go out too. When the matter is resolved, I will come to see you and your brother."
"Oh." Du Xuanling walked out obediently.
After watching Du Xuanling leave and locking the door, Zhuo Junyan opened the suitcase, took out the sniper rifle and started assembling it.
After assembling the gun, Zhuo Junyan came to the window, placed the gun on the windowsill, and waited quietly.
After a while, Ma Zhaori was seen entering the Gao family. Under the guidance of the servants of the Gao family, he walked through the halls and rooms to the backyard of the Gao family.
After a while, a wealthy old man walked out of the side courtyard, followed by a young man with a hooked nose, carrying a row of daggers on his back.
Looking at this outfit, you know it must be Luo Jiuying.
Zhuo Junyan quickly locked onto the target. In the scope, Luo Jiuying's eyebrows were already locked by a cross mark.
Just when he was about to shoot, slight footsteps suddenly sounded outside the room.
Zhuo Junyan took out the Beretta with his left hand and pointed it behind him.
The footsteps stopped at the door, and a cold female voice came: "Your Excellency is very murderous."
This voice is gentle and melodious, and just hearing its voice makes people think.
What happened to me was Zhuo Junyan, a ruthless and ruthless person like Zhuo Junyan. Not only did I not see his face, but I did. Even though he was fragrant in the sky and beautiful in the country, he was just a red and pink skull, so he turned a blind eye.
Zhuo Junyan said coldly: "If you don't want to die, get out!"
The pleasant female voice outside continued: "Luo Jiuying was not the one who killed Cuixiang."
Still sweet and sweet, still giving good advice.
Zhuo Junyan's face showed murderous intent: "If you don't leave, I will make a hole for you, and I will give you double the work!"
The woman outside the door sighed softly, and the footsteps gradually faded away.
Zhuo Junyan then took back the Beretta and aimed again at Luo Jiuying.
But at this moment, Luo Jiuying suddenly raised his head and glanced here.
Although the distance was far, at that moment, Zhuo Junyan felt as if he saw himself.
He saw a row of flying swords on Luo Jiuying's back flying into the air, shining with dazzling light in the sun, flying towards Zhuo Junyan.
Light and shadow volleyed in the sky, swords flew in the sky, and Zhuo Junyan's vision was obscured.
Exactly where he remembered it, Zhuo Junyan pulled the trigger, then rushed to the side with the gun in hand.
Just listen to brushing brushing brushing in the next moment!
The sword energy penetrated the window like a rainbow and pierced the bloody wall opposite.
After the flying sword hit the wall, its tail trembled, and suddenly it flew out again, dancing wildly in the air, and continued to stab Zhuo Junyan.
Being able to continue to control the flying sword, Zhuo Junyan knew that Luo Jiuying was not dead.
He didn't have time to look at the situation outside, and punched his body. The wooden board below was shattered by his punch, and the person fell downwards.
At the same time, the nine swords were circling, roaring in pursuit, chasing Zhuo Junyan like nine controlled drones, accompanied by the screams of a man and woman who were having passion on the bed.
"I'm sorry." Zhuo Junyan shouted politely, and without looking back, he broke through the door and jumped from the second floor. Another piece of sword light passed over his head and pierced the pillar opposite. Two of them even penetrated.
The room opposite.
The shrieking started again.
Today's pursuit of pleasure is destined to bring no peace.
Zhuo Junyan didn't wait for the Nine Swords to rise again, picked up the sniper rifle and rushed out of Baihua Tower.
At this time, Baihua Tower was in chaos, and people were running away on the long street.
Everyone was frightened.
When Zhuo Junyan rushed out, the deterrence value skyrocketed, but Zhuo Junyan had no time to pay attention to this.
Across from the Gao Family Courtyard, Luo Jiuying had already rushed out.
One of his arms was missing - the shot failed to kill him, but it blew off one of his arms.
Seeing Zhuo Junyan, Luo Jiuying said angrily: "Zhuo Junyan? How dare you attack me? I didn't kill Cuixiang!"
Zhuo Junyan said coldly: "Killing you has nothing to do with her."
"Seeking death!" Luo Jiuying yelled.
The sound of thunder explodes and the qi engine moves.
The nine swords in Baihua Tower roared and flew up, and the nine swords circled like eagles striking the sky.
Just as the nine swords flew together, Zhuo Junyan fired.
Bang bang bang!
Beretta fired three times.
Luo Jiuying was injured and unable to do anything. He watched helplessly as the brilliant flowers bloomed on his chest.
His knees weakened and he fell to the ground, and all the nine swords that flew into the air crashed down.
Looking at Zhuo Junyan with wide eyes angrily, he struggled to say:
"Why are you……"
Zhuo Junyan casually took out a grenade, took off the latch, and threw it into the building: "People in the Jianghu are killed in the Jianghu, and those who kill are killed by others. You still don't understand this truth until now?"
boom!
Baihua Tower burst into smoke, followed by an angry female voice whispering: "Zhuo Junyan, you are so cruel!"
Amidst the low hum, a graceful figure rose into the air.
Zhuo Junyan listened to the situation and fired several shots at the place where the sound came from without looking back. He turned his gun and pointed it at Luo Jiuying again: "Do you have any last words?"
Luo Jiuying exhaled with difficulty, but remained heroic: "I am... Baijian... Zhuang..."
boom!
With a shot between his eyebrows, Luo Jiuying fell to the ground and died.
Zhuo Junyan said: "This is not what I want to hear."