Shangguan Yun and Di Shitian spoke on the phone and learned about the progress of the Kirin organization now. Then he frowned slightly, and gently tapped the table next to him. He sighed slightly and said, "I didn't expect that the Chunan power is so strong now, and even your Kirin organization has begun to suffer repeated setbacks..."

On the other side of the phone, Indra said in a cold tone: "Is the third young master gloating?"

"No!" Shangguan Yun shook his head and sighed, "We are allies, and good fortune and good fortune are dependent on each other, not to mention that Chu Nan is already the common enemy of you and me. But now that your Qilin organization has carried out several large-scale operations, the Chu Nan's power has not been disintegrated, but has not been greatly damaged. What should we do?"

Indra was silent... The novel said for a while: "There is someone you can rest assured that he will never be in trouble again."

"who?"

"The King of Desert...Slaughter!"

Shangguan Yun's pupils contracted slightly. As a qualified ambitious man, Shangguan Yun had already investigated the forces around Chu Nan. Tu was the number one master among Chu Nan's forces, not to mention that the Desert Storm was still a very powerful force. Tu held such a powerful terrifying force in his hands. Although he had never been used by Chu Nan, it was difficult to guarantee that he would not play a big role in the critical moment in the future. Therefore, if Tu died, Chu Nan would be less than one arm, which was indeed a great joy for Shangguan Yun.

Shangguan Yun smiled faintly and said, "If the slaughter is gone, it is indeed a good thing."

Shangguan Yun said again: "By the way, I hope you can help me investigate something."

"Need my investigation? Please tell me."

"Help me investigate a person. If you can find him, I hope your organization can tell me the whereabouts of this person as soon as possible. As one of the four major families, your Shangguan family is very powerful, but this person has no news now, so you can only use some special forces, and your killer organization must be a strength in this regard."

Shangguan Yun is right. When a killer organization kills people, you must first find out where the other party is in before you can take action. Therefore, the intelligence agencies of the killer organization have never been too weak.

Indra said calmly: "Who is it? Let's hear it."

"A big fat man, who used to be a small businessman in Tianjing... Of course, that's just one of his identities. The name of this man is Chang Jiutian!"

"Okay, if I find it, I will notify you."

"I'm very grateful for this." Shangguan Yun smiled slightly, and a faint and strange light flashed in his eyes.

The Rakshasa girl, the ghost-faced mother-in-law, Canying and his six companions were all shocked and watched the scenes that happened in front of them with a stunned expression.

Among the sixty first-class killers, their strength is far inferior to that of the Rakshasa girl, and they have not reached the level of the Twelve Heavenly Ghost and Jiufeng. However, all the Qilin organization absorbs are the world's best-class killers, because the Qilin organization has its own arrogance, and for organizations like them, they do not collect waste!

However, these killers in front of them can barely be considered elite in their eyes, but they are not even as good as chickens and sheep in the hands of slaughter. The Rakshasa girl has thought about any possibility and thought that these first-class killers may be able to barely kill the King of the Desert, just like many ants bite to death.

I also thought that even when these killers faced the injured tiger, they would not be able to kill the other party. However, after the slaughter of these 60 people, the injured tiger would become a dying tiger. At that time, let alone the Rakshasa girl, any of them could easily erase the slaughter.

However, they never thought that the third situation would occur in the development of things. The injured slaughter and the seriously injured slaughter were almost like strolling in the courtyard under the siege of these sixty first-class killers. Yes, it was strolling in the courtyard!

He did not pass absolute speed, absolute power, or fight for his life. What he relied on was absolute skills!

Anyone needs skills to kill, but no one can imagine that a person can actually use the skills of killing to such a superb level.

Tu was not fast, just wandering among the sixty killers like walking, but the attacks of these sixty killers were all lost repeatedly. Each of them seemed to be only a slight difference, but in just a slight difference, they missed the opportunity to kill or injure Tu.

But Tu's attack was also very simple and clear. He mastered all the fatal parts on a person's body in his chest. This is not complicated. A truly powerful killer can do it, but he can do it like him, wandering in the crowd, strolling around the garden and avoiding everyone's attacks, and then cutting a person's throat and piercing a person's heart as if he was just casually trying to cut off a person's throat and piercing a person's heart. This is not something that ordinary people can do.

The most important thing is that during this period, Tu did not show speed and power far beyond others. The speed he showed was even slower than these killers. It always gave these people an illusion that Tu was just a seriously injured and staggering person. Even when Tu killed them, they didn't understand why, why his attack was so biased, and why he was a little slower when he dodged, just a little bit...

Slowly, the remaining killers began to panic. They had faced too many powerful enemies, too many enemies they could not compete with, but no one could bring them such a great sense of panic, because the speed of the person in front of them seemed so slow, and at the speed of walking in the garden, the people around them fell one after another at the foot of the person...

Is this a spell? This is what everyone thinks in their hearts that this person must have put a spell on them, allowing them to die inexplicably in front of this person’s eyes!

Finally, they were afraid. When they were afraid, their movements became panicked. The speed of Tu finally increased and began to harvest quickly, just like harvesting wheat, one or two... Sixty corpses were lying on the ground in a row, and blood was still spreading. The desert under Tu's feet was dyed red with blood.

Tu just stood calmly in the middle of all the corpses, looking at everyone in front of him with a calm expression, Rakshasa girl, ghost-faced mother-in-law, broken eagle, thin monkey...

A little bit of heat, a little bit of confusion, a little bit of regret, and a little bit of jealousy in Canying's eyes... The Tu is still a god-like existence. Even after they plotted against him, he could still kill 60 first-class killers so easily!

You know, although the strength of these sixty people is average, they are sixty people after all!!! And they also have the richest experience in killing. Even Can Ying was not sure that they could escape intact under the siege of sixty killers, but Tu did it. Even these killers had never fought with Tu and had no chance to fight. They could only do one thing, that is, stand in place and wait for Tu to harvest their lives!

Art does not require any speed or power to kill so many first-class killers alone, but the word "art" can be described.

Tu sighed, his eyes suddenly became a little lonely, and he said calmly: "I kept trying to become stronger at the beginning, so what I often do is to keep watching how those people kill, how others kill... I saw the actions of each of their people, the killing skills of each of them, and then I became familiar with them..."

Tu said calmly: "Until I met Chu Nan, I no longer wanted to kill people. In fact, before that, I had discovered many more interesting things than killing people, such as constantly becoming stronger! And after that, I also discovered many more interesting things, such as friends... such as lovers... such as..."

Tu closed his eyes slightly. When he opened his eyes again, a chilling cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes. That kind of light only appeared when he first appeared in Jishitang. Luo Lie was shocked at that time and was covered in cold body. He glanced at the people in front of him with this gaze and said in a cold tone: "This is what you are forcing me!"

Tu Mingming had suffered a serious injury. He should have easily killed this man this time. This so-called king in the desert, a big enemy of the Qilin organization, who once provoked the Qilin organization, but for some reason, the Rakshasa girl suddenly became extremely uneasy and became inexplicably irritable...

Even some thoughts that shouldn't have appeared in her mind.

Is this man really able to face him? Is this man really able to kill him?

Or, is this man really something that someone can kill?

What did I see just now? I originally expected that sixty first-class killers could erase him, but at least he would have to spend all his strength to make his injuries worse and eventually become vulnerable. But at this moment, he was still standing there proudly, and then coldly told everyone that you were forcing me!

The Rakshasa girl suddenly felt a little regretful. After more than two years, she still didn't understand the man in front of her and didn't understand at all.

Maybe I shouldn't have come!

The ghost-faced mother-in-law glanced at the Rakshasa girl, and the Rakshasa girl said in a complicated way: "His injuries are already very serious. This is the last chance to kill him!"
Chapter completed!