The dark night is the most suitable for killing, and it is also the mountains and forests that I have been most familiar with since childhood.

This large forest was once a place where my childhood friends, Luo Dajiu, Long Genzi, Wang Gouzi, etc., was mingled with me. In that era when entertainment was lacking, this large forest was our natural playground. But now, it will eventually be dyed with blood.

It hurt my family. I had an extraordinary anger about this behavior, and after seeing the body of my brother-in-law Luo Mingge, I had a deep depression to the peak.

It was only then that I realized that perhaps violence is actually my nature.

Because at the moment when I cut off the other person's head, there was a strong pleasure in my heart that was similar to the things between men and women, which made me feel that this is the true meaning of life.

That is to see the enemy lose all the foundation of arrogance in front of you.

kill!

I was like a tiger out of the cage, rushing quickly into the dark forest, and soon saw a group moving forward in a valley not far away.

There were five people in the group, who were moving forward quickly and remained alert during the movement. Judging from the movement posture and formation, they were well-trained, and four of them were wearing advanced night vision devices.

It seems that people from the wild wolf are also from, and if I expected it to be right, these people probably have already washed their brains.

After brainwashing, people cannot ask anything, which means they have no value for interrogation. Thinking of this, I posted it up without any scruples and followed these people quickly.

I walked lightly and walked like flying. These people didn't realize that someone was following me. While walking, they talked about the battle just now.

Their conversations were in English, and occasionally they were mixed with Japanese, Korean and Southeast Asian countries.

It can be heard that the personnel composition of these people is very complicated.

I don't understand anything else. However, because of work, I can also communicate with you in English and hear limited information from their conversations.

It turned out that they wanted to catch the target and take it back, but found that someone was protecting it.

After a fierce battle, the other party retreated with fear of their fierce firepower, but those "losses" rushed forward and should be able to carry out this task.

In his words, several people highly praised the so-called "loss".

I don’t know what this “lose” is. I don’t know what it translates, but I think it should be a practitioner who was sent to assist them in committing crimes together.

And these people will definitely be able to help me find the murderer hidden behind the scenes.

Since I knew that someone was protecting my parents and sister, they would not be in too much danger for the time being, my heart was a little calmer.

Looking back at the little white fox, she nodded at me.

The two of them started in an instant, and I was like a predatory cheetah, killing towards the leader in front. The other party's reaction was very agile. When the gun turned, he directly drew a shuttle of bullets at me.

All the bullets fell into the empty space, making the surrounding forest tremble, but in a second, the gun could no longer be used.

Still as before, this man's head was broken with the gun.

I cut off the leader's head with a sword, and in the splattering blood, I took the cold light sword of blood out of my hand, shot it into the heart of the second person, lifted his body up, and strung it into a candied haws with the other person's body, and then tucked it on the trunk of a big locust tree.

Before the sword fell, I rushed to the other person in an instant, stretched out my hand, pinched his neck, and raised it high.

The man was a bandit with his feet off the ground and he was struggling to death. After I knocked the gun away from my hand, he pulled out a dagger and slit it towards my throat.

Well-trained.

However, this was useless, because in the next second, I had twisted his neck directly, giving him no room for a turnaround.

When I wanted to deal with the last person, the little white fox captured him and said to me: "Leave a living!"

I suppressed the strong murderous intent, nodded reluctantly, looked at the face covered with oil paint and said, "Tell me, whose order was he under?"

The man shook his head in panic, shouting, and struggling hard.

I could hear that he spoke in Korean.

I looked at the little white fox, she pressed the man into the soil, took a deep breath, and asked, "Can you speak Chinese?"

I don’t know what tricks the little white fox used for him secretly, but the man finally stopped struggling, came to his senses, nodded at her and said, “Little bit, little bit…”

I asked, "How many people have you come in total?"

But the man seemed to have not heard my words at all, but said to himself: "My name is Jin Zhongyi, I let me go and give you money. It's okay. Money, do you know?"

I looked at the little white fox speechlessly, and she seemed very helpless, but I didn't waste any more time. I reached out and took back the blood-drinking cold lightsaber that was stuck on the tree, and slapped the man's head with the spine.

To be honest, I actually wanted to kill this person directly, but in order to avoid the little white fox's worries, I still used a little softer method.

In fact, it is easier to die and not troublesome.

The chase continued. Along the way, I met two teams of similar guys, who also hunted them without mercy.

From the walkie-talkie they equipped, I heard panic.

A few hours ago, they were still hunters in the dark night, playing around with the mountain people who had never fought with others in their entire lives, holding the power of life and death. Their lives and deaths were nothing but their thoughts, enjoying the power to dominate the fate of others.

However, in a blink of an eye, they became prey and were chased by others.

The sounds in the walkie-talkie are getting less and less. They already know that many of their companions are dead and this line is no longer safe.

After more than twenty minutes, I finally met a team of more than ten people.

This is the main force of the pursuit. They trapped their prey in a valley, intertwined through the gunfire in their hands, making it impossible to escape. Then a master rushed forward and tried to make a final try.

After killing several gunmen, I handed over the task of cleaning up to the little white fox, and I rushed into the core battlefield.

In a depression, a group of people fought into a group, and the larger group formed a convincing advantage.

A Taoist priest in blue, with a single sword, independently supporting the attack of these men in black. In another place, a woman waved the long whip in her hand, constantly driving away the enemies who wanted to rush forward.

In addition to the whip, she also has a silver powder, which is what makes those people dare not approach it recklessly.

In the dark night, those silver powders have a flowing light of life.

I know, this is a poison.

And beside the woman, I saw three figures hugging each other. Although they didn't see it clearly, I immediately learned their identities - my parents and my poor sister.

They are still alive!

Alive!

Without any words, I rushed to the woman like a tiger out of the gate, spread my sword, stopped these guys who were eager to try, and then used the most violent attack to beat these people to the point of falling, without any strength to fight back.

The heads flew up and the limbs were broken. These people had almost no power to fight back in front of me who was furious.

A minute later, I solved all the threats here, and then turned around and looked at the woman who protected my parents.

At first glance, I just looked familiar, but when she frowned, I finally recognized her.

Connie.

This woman is Nur's junior sister, the closed disciple of Snake Grandma, a girl who has a lot of opinions about me, but now she is in a graceful state.

I recognized the other party, and she also saw me. She snorted, but still didn't give me a good face. She snorted, "You know you're back, everyone else came to the door, I thought you were pretending not to know?"

I didn't dare to quarrel with her, but just bowed and thanked her, then walked up and shouted to the family behind her: "Dad, mom, sister, are you okay?"

My parents and sister are not people in this industry. They were frightened and frightened all night and were already scared. When they heard my voice, they came to their senses. My father was still calm, but my mother cried and said, "My son, you are back, you are finally back..."

My sister also cried: "Zhicheng, your brother-in-law didn't run out, wuwu..."

When I heard my family crying like this, I blame myself and was frightened. At this time, I heard Connie say, "Why are you standing there? If you don't go over to help, Brother Fang will die!"

Brother Fang?

I turned my head and looked at the Taoist priest in blue. Then I realized that I was also a person I knew, Fang Li, the Taoist priest who appeared with his ragged shopkeeper, back then. At this moment, he was a little mature than that, but the sword in his hand was quite good. Although he was embarrassed, he still blocked the attack of the five or six people in a storm.

Those people, especially the tall guy, were very skilled, at least comparable to the level of the Maoshan Elder.

Fang Li became more and more dangerous as he fought. He was about to be unable to resist. I didn't talk to Connie too much, but rubbed his body and went in and directly crashed into it. The cold light sword in his hand was shocked, and the sword fell, and a man gave the head.

I was fierce, and the tall man looked at me and was shocked, but he turned around and ran away towards the empty space.

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How easy is it!
Chapter completed!