The rain in summer is always caught off guard. The sun shines brightly the moment before, and the clouds cover the top of the next moment, and the rainstorm pours down.

The raindrops as big as beans are like crisp beads, falling on the tiles, ticking in pieces, flowing down the gaps, and hanging into rain curtains under the eaves.

A long corridor.

"I want to recite a poem in this situation."

A young man in white stopped under the rain curtain, looked at the flowers on the ground that were scattered by heavy rain outside the fence, and said in a timely manner.

"Please chant, please."

Next to the young man in white was a thin old man with a little wrinkled eyebrows, which made him smile more obvious, making his originally solemn face look a little kind.

He may be a happy grandpa.

"Ahem..."

The young man in white cleared his throat and began to sing to the rain:

"It's raining, it's so heavy,

Flowers, so miserable,

I'm so idle,

Oh my God, I won’t!”

Slap!!!

Sincere and unpretentious applause came.

"A good poem, the young master is worthy of being a natural Wenqu star descending to earth. Such talents can only be heard from heaven, but how many times can you see them in the world?"

The little old man flattered the Word with a very natural expression, without any slightest desire to force him.

"Hey, Comrade Lao Qiu, be humble, just know the things that are outstanding in my heart, and there is no need to promote the world.

But the eyes of the masses are sharp, and sooner or later I will find my excellence."

The young man in white almost believed himself with a righteous expression.

"vomit!"

"I can't stand it!"

"The masses will only find you if they are blind!"

"Die for me!"

A harsh scream came.

then.

Pang!

A big hole was broken through the bricks and tiles, and a red dress fell down.

The three-foot green edge turns into a fatal weapon, and the thick qi condenses at a point, which can break gold and jade.

This sword has twenty years of skill!

At the same time, seven men in black hats in black held steel umbrellas and broke out from the rain.

Because the speed was too fast, all the raindrops along the way were smashed and vaporized, and the mist formed brought a long white snake behind them, hazy and full of beauty.

Under the hat, the cold faces were full of murderous aura.

They stepped on the bluestone floor, and the sunken pit splashed out large splashes of water. The clamor of their swords drew from the handle of the umbrella.

The handle is long and the knife is cold, and it is bad for the water.

One right and one strange, one bright and one dark, the murderous intent comes in an instant.

"Leave a living."

Facing the killers from both sides, the young man in white leaned against the railing of the corridor, yawned and said lazily.

He was not moved at all, and he seemed not to be indifferent to Chi Chi's murderous intent at all.

The girl in red holding a sword couldn't help but be angry.

She is a killer!

When ordinary people see her, even if they are not scared and screamed, they will still tremble to show their respect for the killer.

But what is this little white-clothed guy doing?

He is actually yawning?!

Is it appropriate to yawn at such a serious and tense moment?

Can't you call for help first?

It’s not called, right? I’m telling you that you can’t call out again!

So her body exhaled again, and her three-inch sword aura was stimulated on the sword edge that had reached its limit.

This sword,

The thrill of breastfeeding!

In just a blink of an eye, Jian Gang was approaching the three feet in front of the young master in white.

With just one inch of a step, her sword could pierce the throat of the young master who was in the golden jade.

Very accurate and fast.

Blood will burst out like fireworks.

She seemed to have seen the disbelieving look of the young man in white.

A winning smile began to appear on her face.

Then……

"Okay young man."

A faint answer came from the ears of the killer in red, and then she felt like she had bumped into a mountain, a mountain that could not be seen.

Qingfeng was in front, but was gently clamped by two fingers.

The killer in red moved his wrist and tried to turn his sword to break the two fingers, but she found that her sword seemed to be clamped by a vise and could not move at all.

Even the originally surging true energy seemed to have hit the iron wall and returned directly.

As soon as you go in and out, the meridians in your body seem to enjoy a negative distance extreme compression, and the taste is particularly sour and refreshing.

For a moment, she couldn't use any effort.

"Save it!"

With a low shout, the girl in red shook her eardrums, as if she was struck by lightning, and her body was stiff and stood on the spot.

So she could only watch the old man who had just felt like a gust of wind could blow down her sword slowly.

Then he gave it lightly.

The three-foot long sword turned into seven pieces, divided into seven directions, like a meteor rushing through the rain curtain.

Puff puff puff!!!

The sound of piercing sounded almost at the same time.

The girl in red turned her head stiffly.

I saw the chest of the seven murderous killers in black who were just now breaking a hole as big as a fist. Through the hole, you can also see a gorgeous little flower shaking in the rain in the corner of the yard.

Plop!

Seven corpses fell down.

No one knows that these seven people are the group of killers that have become famous in the world in recent years - Qisha.

When a person dies, all his reputation will be gone.

No matter how many famous masters they have assassinated, they will all die if they fail once.

The killer in red knows the Seven Evils.

Because they were in the same group.

A mysterious financial tycoon gathered them together to assassinate a young man who was traveling in this summer resort.

The bounty is extremely generous. As long as you succeed this time, you will never have to live such a life of licking blood in the second half of your life.

So she came.

"They gave us fake information. Who are you?! Let me die and understand!"

The killer in red remembered the information he had received.

The son of a wealthy businessman and an old servant?

All bullshit!
To be continued...