In about a week, the weather in China has cooled down rapidly. It is almost below 5°C at night. The coldness of autumn makes people who have not yet come out of summer dare not go out. The originally bustling streets have become sparsely populated.
A lot.
The autumn wind whistled, and the aisles of Anhua Street were so quiet. A black business car drove by, and the sound of its motor was clearly audible.
At this time, Nangong Zhou, who had been waiting at his residence for a week, finally couldn't wait any longer. After packing his luggage, he booked a night ticket and decided to fly to Japan to carry out the mission given by Suzhou and Hangzhou.
‘B-----B-----’ Arriving at the underground parking lot of the apartment, Nangong Zhou opened his car, put his luggage on it, and slowly backed out of his car from the parking space.
Suddenly, just as he was about to start driving his car, he looked around and saw a black hini parked at the entrance of the parking garage.
He looked straight at the car directly opposite with his cold eyes. It was clearly visible that there was a driver in the Hini parked not far away.
In an instant, Hini's headlights came on, and the entire dark underground parking lot was instantly illuminated by a dazzling light.
Nangong Zhou subconsciously raised his hand to block the dazzling light. At the same time, the sound of the motor revving echoed in his ears.
With a frown, he quickly relieved the discomfort in his eyes, pulled out his seat belt, tied up his body, and faced the hini in front of him that was accelerating towards him.
A closer look revealed that the person driving the hini was none other than the Grim Reape he had been waiting for!
A murderous intent flashed through his cold eyes. Facing the car that was speeding towards him, Nangong Zhou showed no fear at all.
He stepped on the accelerator and brake, working hard to warm up his car. The tires kept spinning on the ground, and the smoke from the exhaust pipe gradually filled the air.
In an instant, when Grim Reape's car was facing him about twenty meters away, Nangong Zhou released the brakes, and the car rushed out in an instant like a wild horse.
In a 'bang' moment, in just a few seconds, the front of Grim Reape and Nangong Zhou's car had become tattered.
The two people sitting in the car stared at each other through the car window, and the chill in their eyes caused the atmosphere in the entire parking lot to plummet.
A cold light flashed across his eyes, and they jumped out of the car at the same time, continuing to stare at each other.
Time 'tick...tick...' passed, and the dim parking lot was filled with smoke, and the two cars that collided head-on emitted a faint smoke.
‘Here…’ a crackling sound of electricity came out, and through Grim Reape’s mask, the murderous intent in his eyes became increasingly intense.
Starting to rush forward, Grim Reape ran towards Nangong Zhou with bare hands. Nangong Zhou, who was standing there, no longer remained silent and accelerated towards Grim Reape.
‘Bang’ The power emitted by the intertwined fists and kicks of the two of them was not at all inferior to the power emitted when their cars collided!
There was no conversation between the two, but their constant interlacing of fists and feet represented everything.
As both world-class top killers, Nangong Zhou has long wanted to compete with Grim Reape.
At this time, there was a touch of excitement under Nangong Zhou's cold expression. This excitement could clearly show his bloodthirsty nature.
One punch, the other a volley kick, it seems that the two's kung fu is almost the same. In terms of speed, strength, and moves, they are not inferior in any way. What they are fighting for is their endurance!
Time flew by, ten minutes passed by in a flash, and the breathing sounds of the two people who had kept their breaths steady were obviously no longer so even.
Nangong Zhou wiped the sweat on his face and looked at Grim Reape breathlessly. Because of the mask, he could not see Grim Reape's expression at all.
Relatively speaking, there are many things written on a person's face, and the way Nangong Zhou punches has already been reflected on his expression. Only then can Grim Reape judge every move and style he throws to receive it without fail.
With his eyebrows knitted together, Nangong Zhou knew that if this continued, there would be no way to tell the difference between him and Grim Reape!
He glanced at his car out of the corner of his eye. Seeing this, Grim Reape quickly stretched out his fist and waved at him.
Nangong Zhou jumped on the front of his car, and Grim Reape pursued him without hesitation. The two people who were originally fighting on the ground moved to the roof of the car, which was not too big, and the limitations of their movements were much greater.
Suddenly, Nangong Zhou was about to fall off the car due to the cold footsteps. He frowned, flipped over, and jumped out of the car.
His body quickly got into the car, and Grim Reape outside the car reached out to grab his feet and quickly dragged him out. But Grim Reape never noticed that Nangong Zhou, who was dragged out of the car, was holding a sharp Western weapon.
sword!
The Western sword was originally a weapon that provided protection for ordinary citizens. With the development of science, the sword also benefited from this; changes in fashion and social conditions also affected the Western sword, but it has not lost its final form until it has been developed.
Its nature as a one-handed defensive piercing weapon used alone means that it is not suitable for use against armor or in group battles. Therefore, Western weapons have become a leisure and entertainment project in today's society, and have even been selected for the Olympic Games.
For competition events.
However, the Western sword has extraordinary meaning to Nangong Zhou!
He has been proficient in all kinds of weapons and styles since he was very young, but he has never been able to reach the point where he is proficient in everything. Slowly, weapons like Western swords entered his world.
It has a double-edged structure and is thinner than ordinary swords. It is used for cutting and stabbing. The style of the hand guard is very simple. Swordsmanship emphasizes offense; the swordsman will not block or dodge unless absolutely necessary. If you use the flat surface of the sword
, this kind of sword can also achieve defensive effect, but no matter what, the tip of the sword is always the most deadly part.
He couldn't put it down because of weapons that could be used both offensively and defensively. He could use them freely and calm his irritable heart instantly! Therefore, the Western sword became Nangong Zhou's most powerful weapon!!!
Nangong Zhou, who was dragged out of the car, waved the hilt of the sword in his hand. Seeing this, Grim Reape quickly dodged, but the front edge of his clothes was still unbuttoned by the light-speed blade.
"You can also hold weapons!" Nangong Zhou finally spoke the moment he stood up.
In the battle, Nangong Zhou insisted on fairness. He had weapons in his hands, and Grim Reape obviously suffered a lot.
"Ha..." With a sneer, Grim Reape glanced at his reduced buttons, took off his coat, threw it on the ground, and said coldly: "No need!"
Immediately, the second chapter of the great collision between heaven and earth began again in this underground parking lot...
Arriving at Qianxi's room, Gao Yunqing stood in the middle of the room with an expressionless face.
Qianxi, who was sitting on the bedside, smiled lightly and pointed at the sofa: "Sit down, don't stand."
Gao Yunqing turned around and sat down dullly: "Miss Qianxi..." There was a layer of hesitation on his plain face, but he took back the words he said stiffly.
"Mr. Gao, if you have anything to say, just say it." Although Qianxi and Gao Yunqing have met many times, they have never had a face-to-face conversation, and they are like strangers to each other.
Slowly raising his head, Gao Yunqing frowned in embarrassment: "Miss Qianxi, although the master did not come to Japan to find you in person like Mr. Yin, but..." Clenching his fists, he took a deep breath and said decisively: "
The master has paid much more than Mr. Yin!!!”
Gao Yunqing looked very anxious and helpless. Qianxi really didn't know why he suddenly said these words to her?
Indeed, she would be a little disappointed because Leng Liehan didn't come in person, but... Gao Yunqing doesn't take this matter so seriously, right?
"Mr. Gao...I miss you...did you misunderstand something?"
Gao Yunqing shook his head gently: "I was in the house just now..." After saying this, a faint blush appeared on his face, and he hung his head in despair.
"..." Qianxi finally understood why Emperor Yin Ying suddenly mentioned giving her a massage. She was afraid that Gao Yunqing could not help but hear her moans. As for the conversation between her and Emperor Yin Ying, her voice was low.
It's so small that it won't be heard by outsiders.
Smiling awkwardly, Qianxi didn't know how to explain: "Alas." After a slight sigh, she forced a smile: "Actually, Han didn't show up in person but asked you to come. I am indeed a little disappointed, but... you are really
Don’t think too much about it, I won’t complain about it.”
As Leng Liehan's most loyal servant, Gao Yunqing naturally hopes that Qianxi can be with him. However, because of the misunderstanding just now, he can't help but think that Qianxi has already done something with Emperor Yin Ying.
During this period of time, he had been following Emperor Yin Ying around looking for Qianxi. In comparison, he also saw how much Emperor Yin Ying had devoted to Qianxi, but he knew in his heart that he knew better than anyone else why his master
I couldn’t get to Japan in person!
"Maybe I think too much, but there is something I need to let you know!" After saying this, Gao Yunqing quickly raised his head and stared at Qianxi seriously: "This matter is..."
Qianxi stood up unconsciously and waited nervously for Gao Yunqing to speak.
"The reason why the master failed to come to Japan is to delay the people who are chasing you!"
After saying these words, her nervous face suddenly changed, her eyebrows knitted together, and her eyes wandered from side to side: "The person who is chasing me?" Her current identity is not a silver-faced woman, nor can she be considered a complete Qianxi.
There are even fewer people who know who they are, so how can anyone come after me? "Who is chasing me?"
Gao Yunqing knew that he said something he shouldn't have said, but seeing his master pay without being informed, he felt very uncomfortable: "Code name X."
Even though Qianxi is a prostitute, she has often heard of the codename X since she often hangs out in this industry. As for who the codename
"Code name
After Gao Yunqing explained this, Qianxi suddenly became more enlightened.
He has long been known as code name X and has been challenging celebrities who are involved in the underworld. Unexpectedly, the famous code name
The smell of blood.
Qianxi smiled helplessly, shook her head slightly, and slowly sat back on the bed: "Shi Xiu suddenly brought me to Japan, and Han delayed the codename X in China to hunt me down. How do these things seem..." Elite
Her eyes flashed, she stared at Gao Yunqing in front of her, and said gloomily: "Has it been planned in advance?!"
"Miss Qianxi..." Gao Yunqing quickly lowered his head. He knew that there were some things that Qianxi must not know. He thought she wouldn't notice anything by simply talking about it. It seemed that he had indeed underestimated the silver-faced woman.
"Don't be nervous, I didn't mean anything else!" She didn't think too deeply about this coincidence, because no matter how she thought about it, she wouldn't get the answer, so she might as well regard it as a coincidence.
It's simple. "Is Nangong Zhou very powerful?"
Gao Yunqing recalled his fight with Nangong Zhou. He was defeated by Nangong Zhou's Western sword within a few moves. From this point of view, Nangong Zhou's kung fu may be only average, but that Western sword is unbeatable!
"Very... powerful!" Men are generally reluctant to admit who is more powerful. Now that Gao Yunqing can say this, it means that he agrees with Nangong Zhou.
"I understand..." Qianxi forced a smile and stood up slowly: "Thank you for telling me this, Mr. Gao."
"What Miss Qianxi means..."
"I'll call Han later. You can go out first."
After Qianxi said this, it was a reassurance for Gao Yunqing. He nodded slightly, turned around and left Qianxi's bedroom...
Sitting back on the bed, Qianxi's expression was very solemn, her hands tightly grasping the sheets, and doubts arose in her heart...
First, what is the purpose of Shi Xiu bringing himself to Japan?
Second, was the identity of the silver-faced woman discovered by Nangong Zhou, or was someone betrayed her?
third……
Have you really gone too far?
Slowly closing her eyes, Qianxi collapsed on the bed, carefully recalling her thoughts in the room with Emperor Yin Ying just now. How did she view Leng Liehan at that time?
Do you think that Leng Liehan cares about you less than Yin Yingdi? Do you feel lost? But why did Gao Yunqing tell him everything, and what he felt was not the joy of receiving care, but endless guilt?
Opening her eyes, she reached out and fumbled for her phone, and dialed Leng Liehan's phone number with a calm expression...
The smoke-filled underground parking lot had become a mess in just half an hour.
During the confrontation, the two men were already bruised and bruised, and their physical strength was sinking.
After Nangong Zhou obtained the Western sword, it was obvious that every move and every move was suppressing Grim Reape. At the same time, Grim Reape, who had been on defense, was depleting his physical strength even faster.
"Huh...huh..." There were bursts of violent and rapid breathing from the nose. Grim Reape's chest kept rising and falling, the sweat on his forehead wet his collar, and the blood scales left by the Western sword on his body were left on his clothes.
There were lots of marks left.
This was the first official confrontation between him and Nangong Zhou. At first, the fight was not that strenuous at all. Even if Nangong Zhou picked up a Western sword, he felt that there was no threat. However, as time passed and his physical strength declined, he clearly felt that he
He could no longer keep up with Nangong Zhou's speed. If he was careless for a moment, he would be stabbed by the Western sword with its light and shadow.
Looking directly at Nangong Zhou in front of him with cold eyes, although the scars on his body are not as obvious as his own, they are definitely not any lighter than his own injuries!
He couldn't waste it any longer. If he did, he would definitely lose! Grim Reape took a deep breath, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, clenched his fists, and ran towards Nangong Zhou quickly.
And go.
Seeing this, Nangong Zhou on the opposite side turned the hilt of the Western sword, and quickly changed the Western sword held in his left hand to his right hand. His eyes dimmed, he pressed his chest with his left hand, and faced the sword with his right hand.
As Grim Reape expected, Nangong Zhou's injuries were indeed serious. Although holding the weapon saved him a lot of energy, the damage caused by the weapon to Grim Reape was only a superficial wound, and the place where he was injured by Grim Reape's fists and feet
All were internal injuries.
Now he felt that several of his ribs must have been broken, and every step he took gave him a slight stinging sensation. Therefore, he could no longer waste any time with Grim Reape!
Suddenly, there was an atmosphere of collision in the parking lot. Nangong Zhou, who was holding a Western sword, and Grim Reape, who was bare-handed, were about to usher in the final blow of their war.
It is impossible to say who will win or who will lose, it can only be determined after the confrontation!
There was only half a meter away, and Nangong Zhou's Western sword stabbed straight at Grim Reape like a laser. He frowned, slightly dodged his body to the left, and nimbly dodged Nangong Zhou's attack.
good chance!
Nangong Zhou's thrust into the air was undoubtedly the perfect opportunity for Grim Reape to attack. He turned around again, raised his fist, and stretched out towards Nangong Zhou's stamina...
'Buzz... buzz...' The buzzer of the mobile phone rang, and Grim Reape's outstretched fist paused in mid-air. Unexpectedly, just this meal was for his vulnerability!
'Pfft...' Nangong Zhou swung the western sword with his backhand and stabbed Grim Reape into the abdomen. Blood dripped down the sharp blade, and the black mask on Grim Reape's face fell to the ground with a 'plop'...
"It's you?!" Nangong Zhou's eyes widened and he stared blankly at Leng Liehan in front of him. The Western sword held tightly in his hand also stopped penetrating deeper in an instant.
"Ha..." A sneer appeared at the corner of Leng Liehan's mouth, and he kicked Nangong Zhou a few meters away.
He didn't pause for a moment, his cold eyes quickly moved down, biting his lower lip, he held the Western sword that Nangong Zhou had inserted into his abdomen with his bare hands, and pulled it out with tenacity in a daze.
Nangong Zhou, who was lying on the ground, was stunned by this scene. His brain had no room for thinking, and he just stared blankly at Leng Liehan's crazy behavior.
The blood flowing from the wound that suffered the second injury became more and more serious. He "glare---glare---" quickly ran to Nangong Zhou, raised his hands and stabbed the Western sword into Nangong Zhou's calf!
"Hmm..." With a muffled groan, Nangong Zhou curled up into a ball and slowly raised his unruly eyes, looking directly at the coldness in front of him.
"You win." After saying these words, Leng Liehan's body softened and he collapsed next to Nangong Zhou. This undoubtedly showed that his physical strength had been exhausted.
Relatively speaking, although Nangong Zhou was scarred, he obviously still had a lot of physical strength. Taking advantage of the current opportunity, it was easy to kill Leng Liehan.
He stared at Leng Liehan expressionlessly, his eyes moved to the sword on his calf, and he said coldly: "Do you really want to answer the phone?"
In the last exchange of blows, although Nangong Zhou struck out with the last sword, due to the injury to his ribs, the speed of his sword thrust was obviously much slower, which gave Leng Liehan an opportunity to take advantage of him.
However, because Leng Liehan's phone suddenly rang, his punch became an opportunity for Nangong Zhou.
It was obvious that victory belonged to Nangong Zhou, but when the mask fell, his heart, which had always been filled with battles, paused.
Only then did he realize that he had been plotted by Grim Reape! Thinking about his waiting for seven days, it turned out that it was just Grim Reape's deliberate plan to delay his search for the Silver-faced Woman.
Just because of this outpouring of thoughts, Nangong Zhou took Leng Liehan's kick without any reaction.
In fact, there is no conclusion at all about who loses and who wins. Leng Liehan could clearly stab Nangong Zhou to death with a Western sword, but he just stabbed Nangong Zhou in the calf to delay Nangong Zhou's time to go to Japan. And Nangong Zhou at this moment
He could also assassinate Leng Liehan, but he had no such idea.
He simply wanted to compete with Grim Reape. Now it seemed that Grim Reape was not paying attention at all. He just wanted to delay him from going to the Silver-faced Girl, so why would he fight with all his strength? In such a competition, Nangong Zhou could not feel the slightest trace of it.
I was having so much fun that I no longer wanted to compete.
Seeing that Leng Liehan didn't reply to his words, he used all his strength to get up from the ground: "I will definitely go to Japan next week. You don't have to waste time delaying it. As for our war, wait until you get serious about it.
Come fight me." After saying this, Nangong Zhou slowly walked up to Leng Liehan and took out the cell phone he had been thinking about.
After pausing for a moment, he frowned, put the phone into the cold palm, then dragged his bleeding leg and staggered away.
"Haha..." Looking at Nangong Zhou who was gradually going away, a smile broke out on Leng Liehan's pale face.
He fulfilled his planned plan and successfully delayed Nangong Zhou's time to go to Japan. However...
Today's competition had to make him realize how powerful Nangong Zhou was, but at the same time, he also found that Nangong Zhou was not as scary as the rumors.
From the start of the competition and the act of taking out his mobile phone, it seems that Nangong Zhou is not only upright but also has a sense of humanity. If one day he is still unable to intercept the encounter between Nangong Zhou and Qianxi, he will no longer worry about Qianxi as before.
If his safety is at stake, he believes that as long as Nangong Zhou gets the desired result, he will choose to stop at it!
Shaking his head helplessly, Leng Liehan lifted the phone with both hands weakly. Now, he really didn't even have the strength to pick up the phone.
Just as he was about to answer the call, a figure flashed past him. Leng Liehan took a closer look and saw that the figure running towards Nangong Zhou was actually A Yi!!!?
"No..." A very weak voice came out of his lips, and he was eager to stop Ayi's stupid move. His weak hands clenched together, he took a deep breath, and quickly sat up...
Unexpectedly, he was still a step too slow.
Nangong Zhou, who was walking forward, heard the footsteps chasing him, frowned, and quickly pulled out the Western sword from his calf. His behavior was exactly the same as Leng Liehan just now, both crazy and reckless!
He turned around quickly, threw it hard with one hand, and the Western sword flew straight towards Ayi like an arrow off the string.
Seeing this, Leng Liehan stood up desperately and jumped forward, throwing Ayi to the ground. The fast and fierce Western sword flew past their bodies and inserted into the underground parking lot.
on the wall.
Nangong Zhou looked at the frightened Ayi with cold eyes for half a second, then turned and left.
"No matter how seriously injured Codename
His own life. After Leng Liehan said these words, he fell from Ayi's body and fell to the ground exhausted.
"Thank you..." Seeing this situation, Ayi reluctantly thanked her, and an unspeakable conflict arose in her heart.
Today, when he saw Leng Liehan sneaking out of the villa, he secretly chased him out. Standing outside the parking lot and watching their fight, Ayi knew Leng Liehan's true identity, and he could tell at a glance
, the real murderer of his brother was actually Nangong Zhou!
Because all the wounds of the brothers were caused by Western swords. From what it seems just now, Nangong Zhou's favorite weapon is the Western sword, and Leng Liehan is not particularly good at it at all, so all the truth will naturally be revealed without attacking.
Despite this, the truth came to light, and Leng Liehan saved him, but for some reason, he still couldn't think Leng Liehan was good.
"Please...bring me your phone." Leng Liehan pointed to the phone that kept ringing, and Ayi quickly ran over and handed it to him.
Glancing at the caller ID, a faint smile appeared on his face: "Hello..."
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Everyone has seen the chapter [Announcement] before. The manuscripts from today to next Wednesday are all written by Ziyue now.
This chapter is 7,000 words long. Ziyue wanted to publish it in three days, but no matter how she cut the chapter, Ziyue couldn't cut it. Therefore, The Masked Wife will probably be interrupted for two days. I hope you can forgive me.