Such an absurd conclusion did not allow the tall and thin man to make any sign. He raised his hand that had been covering his waist, rubbed the blood on it, then shook his head, and his body suddenly flashed and disappeared.

In front of everyone's eyes, as the black-clothed guard looked around in panic as if facing a formidable enemy, Duan Qing above him slowly shook his head, then took two steps back, and also disappeared from everyone's sight.

"They, where did they go?"

"Shh! Be careful and don't relax..."

"Sir, sir, are you okay?"

"It's okay, you don't need to worry..."

call--

The sound of breaking through the air was mixed with the trembling sound of landing. The next moment, a plump figure appeared beside everyone, patted the soil on his body, and then pulled his feet out from the floor with force: "What?

It’s become like this…”

"team leader!"

"The captain is back!"

"Captain, you finally..."

Amid the wailing cries from all around, the fat man who called himself Yang took a brief look at the surrounding scene, and then walked to the side of the hospital bed: "Congratulations to you, and this... well, beautiful sister, you survived again

Already."

"……where did you go?"

"Send off to a difficult guy." The fat man yelled dissatisfied: "I want to say hello to you first, this time I want a raise! Otherwise a few lives won't be enough... What's wrong? Why are you laughing? What are you doing?

When did you become so generous?"

"Nothing." Looking at the frightened and confused female nurse next to him, Pamir exhaled and lay back on the bed. Then with a relieved smile, he looked at the sky outside the hole: "It's just..."

"We just sent away a friend." He said quietly: "How should we settle this account...?"

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The mission failed... This kind of thing happened to him all the time.

Running in the streets of Tania, his mood gradually calmed down. Except for the occasional guards and possible pursuits, nothing could stop him from escaping or retreating. He was well versed in this process.

His habits and long-term game experience made him not too burdened by this failure. However, as the surrounding environment became safer, some accidents that were not part of the original plan, and the ensuing

Doubts gradually arose and slowly took over his mind.

An extremely smooth assassination... Why did it end up like this? Why are there still players breaking in? Where are the good reinforcements? Where are the signals to respond? Where are the men secretly guarding outside? Why is there no movement? Why is there still no movement?

Yes... who was that person just now? Why does he know his own moves so well? His strength attribute... No, no, his judgment, reaction power, and instantaneous explosive power are all extraordinary.

The catch just now, and the almost perfect sword energy thrown out when he finally found himself who had gone and returned...

The elongated and strange figure suddenly stopped, and the messy thoughts gradually became clearer. As he stood, he was lifted out of his thoughts and returned to his usual calmness. However, this clarity was not the result of encounters.

He temporarily gave up when he encountered an accident, but suddenly understood everything - in front of him, at the end of the alley, a thin figure with slightly curly temples stood quietly at the entrance of the alley strewn with corpses, and then looked at

As he stopped, he opened his eyes slightly.

"So... that's it." A familiar feeling came over him. He lowered his hands and let out a long sigh: "It's you."

"Young Master...he is very unhappy today." A cold female voice sounded slowly, accompanied by the movement of the black shadow's hands slowly pulling away, and the reflection of silk threads flashing past in the chilling night:

"so……"
Chapter completed!