"Buzz~"

The astonishing sound of the engine came from far to near in the darkness, like a roaring dragon. On the outskirts of Qingyuan City, a Mercedes-Benz was waiting for it. It drove quickly along a road for more than ten miles, turned off at a quiet intersection, and drove into the chaos.

In the boulevard, just over ten minutes later, the car suddenly stopped in front of another BMW with its headlights on.

Two figures, one old and one young, also hurriedly got out of the car, daring to approach the BMW like the wind.

"Ming Feng, Yun Guang... bang!!"

After he really rushed over, the old man only glanced at it for a few times, then burst into anger and slapped the front hood of the BMW. The hood was deeply dented with the slap.

"Master, Brother Guang and the four of them were all pierced to the vital points with cold weapons. This murderer is so terrifying. Mingfeng and the others all took guns and fired many shots. With their skills,..." The old man was furious and the young man was also deeply moved.

He took a deep breath, with unspeakable fear in his eyes.

The four people who died in the car and outside the car were all stabbed to death by cold weapons. However, except for He Yunguang, the other three of these four people were also good fighters. It was childish to deal with seven or eight young men with bare hands.

People hold guns and fire a lot of shots depending on the situation. After all, some people are still changing magazines before they die. How many shots can be fired?

But such a master was killed one by one with cold weapons? Such an assassin is definitely a super master.

"It's him, it must be him!!" As the young man exclaimed, He Yizhong suddenly looked at the gloomy trees on the left and right, and the anger in his eyes almost ignited his eyebrows. Although this sentence had no beginning or end, but

The young man still understood clearly that it was him, and the one who did it was definitely the one who attacked and killed He Mingguang.

Just when the young man nodded in agreement, He Yizhong, who was looking at the trees on the left and right, suddenly waved his hand, and a cold light flew out from the palm of his hand, directly piercing the shadow of the forest on one side.

The moment the sharp blade was released, He Yizhong's body jumped out.

The young man was shocked. Could it be that the murderer hadn't left after the murder? The startled young man also turned over and took out a pistol and looked warily in the direction of He Yizhong. However, just as he was on guard, he tensed up and dodged away.

side.

But it was a pity that this dodge was already too late. A sharp blade cut past him from behind, slicing through the main artery in his neck and flying straight down. The young man screamed in agony.

He Yizhong, who rushed out, also turned around hurriedly, and his eyes were splitting at a glance, because in the residual light of the headlights of the two cars, the young man who came with him had fallen into a group of people wearing sun hats and covering them.

In the hands of the man holding the mask, while the young man was still struggling, the man's right hand struck directly between the young man's roar, causing the young man to completely collapse.

"Little thief, I will fight with you!!"

With his eyes about to burst, He Yizhong shouted angrily, then turned around and rushed over. What he held in his hand was not a gun, but a knife with a cold light.

It can be seen that this old rich man with great skills is more accustomed to using cold weapons.

And the speed of his attack was also very fast. His ghost-like body rushed straight down. The speed made Guo Zhengyang a little frightened. He pushed the young man in his arms out with a push of his hand. Guo Zhengyang also pressed against the young man's body and bullied him.

He went up and stabbed He Yizhong in the waist with the dagger in his hand.

Even during the impalement, He Yizhong's body swayed, and he suddenly walked around behind Guo Zhengyang with very strange steps. The short knife in his hand also brought out an afterimage, and it was lifted up.

Guo Zhengyang couldn't even hide. He felt pain under his ribs as soon as he made a move. However, it hurt a little, but he was overjoyed.

Overjoyed, his body swayed and crashed directly into He Yizhong's arms, but He Yizhong was shocked, "How is that possible?"

Yes, the knife in his hand stabbed Guo Zhengyang, but it couldn't pierce the clothes.

But at this time, he didn't have much time to think about this. He swayed, and Guo Zhengyang, who had been leaning against him, once again moved into the air, staggering a few steps away.

"You are so young, you can't be invulnerable, and you have precious clothes?!" He Yizhong did not rush to take action this time, but looked at Guo Zhengyang in shock and anger. Although Guo Zhengyang was almost fully armed and airtight, his eyebrows

Even though his forehead was exposed, it was easy for him to see that he was a young man.

Guo Zhengyang, who stood up a few steps away while shouting angrily, was also very grateful. He really didn't expect that He Yizhong was so skilled, and the best ones were stronger than him.

Fortunately, he knew he might be in danger this time, so Guo Zhengyang wore four vests and two shirts.

These six pieces of clothing were also swallowed by a crooked gourd, because anything swallowed by that thing will become thinner. A normal coat is swallowed once, and the thin one is like a shirt. A normal vest and shirt are swallowed once, and the thin one is like a light weight.

Even if you wear six or seven pieces of gauze, you won’t feel heavy at all.

The clothes swallowed by the crooked gourd cannot be pierced by ordinary people with a knife. Therefore, even if He Yizhong is not an ordinary person, the short knife in his hand is probably not a magic weapon. At least it is not capable of piercing six of his treasures at once.

Clothing protection.

If it weren't for the precious clothes, Guo Zhengyang might actually be in the hands of this old guy. But what surprised Guo Zhengyang was that although the old guy was very powerful, he didn't sense any spiritual energy fluctuations from the opponent.

Isn't he a monk?

It’s not that the monks are so strong...

The violent conflict that broke out immediately after the appearance almost caused Guo Zhengyang to lose his job.

While his thoughts were racing, Guo Zhengyang suddenly rushed forward again. This time the ambush was intended to kill the last master of the He family, so since the target appeared, there was no need for both sides to talk nonsense.

"Even if you have treasure clothes, but you are not good enough, you are still not good enough! Boy, I will make sure you die without a burial place!" Guo Zhengyang rushed at him, but He Yizhong also dodged the attack and struck angrily.

Again, he used that wonderful pace to sneak up behind Guo Zhengyang like a ghost, and He Yizhong stabbed Guo Zhengyang directly in the back of the head.

However, Guo Zhengyang did not hide. Instead, he lowered his body, raised his left hand back, and when the short knife stabbed his sun hat, he grabbed the blade with his left hand.

Then He Yizhong was allowed to use his strength, while Guo Zhengyang's left hand just held the blade firmly and remained motionless. In terms of strength, he was not inferior to He Yizhong. The difference between the two was more in combat skills.

Holding the dagger in his left hand, Guo Zhengyang turned over and stabbed He Yizhong in the stomach with the dagger in his right hand. At the same time, He Yizhong was shocked and let go of the dagger and retreated sharply. Guo Zhengyang suddenly changed from stabbing to throwing, and the dagger in his hand hit him directly.

He flew out, and when He Yizhong was startled and dodged again, Guo Zhengyang also threw away the short-hand soldier he had snatched with his left hand.

This time, He Yizhong managed to escape again.

But Guo Zhengyang's third flying knife struck straight down.

Over there, He Yizhong dodged twice in succession. His old strength was gone and his new strength was making a living. Although he was still twisting his body to avoid it, he was still stabbed in the shoulder by a flying knife.

When He Yizhong swayed and his steps were confused, Guo Zhengyang raised his hand and threw out a knife shadow.

"Puff puff puff~"

Throwing knives came out one after another. Even though He Yizhong had tried his best to avoid it, he was still pierced through his body by two sharp blades in a hurry.

He was stabbed three times in total, one stabbing through his shoulder, another stabbing through his lower abdomen, and the third stabbing passed directly along the left side of He Yizhong's chest. After three stabbings, the extremely powerful old rich man fell down with a loud bang.

But Guo Zhengyang reached out and touched the back of his head. There, the sun hat had been pierced. If his sun hat hadn't been swallowed by a crooked gourd, after being modified, it could withstand the full force of an ordinary person with a cold weapon.

, there is no way to win the chance for him to seize He Yizhong's weapon. And if it weren't for his treasure, his left hand was invulnerable, and could hold the sharp blade without any damage, then between Guo Zhengyang and He Yizhong, who would live and who would die?
Chapter completed!