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327. Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty Seven

Shuai Xu sat on the wide sofa, his huge body sank deep inside the sofa. He narrowed into a thin slit and looked at the light, and his face was gloomy.

Shuai Xu was very anxious. He didn't understand why he had to run away in panic. This was not his style. However, at that time, his feet did not obey his orders at all, as if an invisible force was pushing his body, causing him to escape involuntarily.

Are you old?

Do you no longer dare to face death?

Are you still the seventh-ranked handsome general on the list of the seven star killers?

Are you still a well-known killer who is terrified?

The saddest thing in the world is the hero’s old age and the beauty is old.

...

"He said he wanted to find me and kill me?" Xu Shuai took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

"Yes." Tong Liangguang covered his bloody ears with his right hand and looked at Xu Shuai with lingering fear.

"Are you sure he will come now?" Xu Shuai's expression was cold.

"I...I...I don't know...Anyway...This place is very dangerous...very dangerous..."

Tong Liangguang looked back at the closed door and walked to the side with a restless look on his face, as if he was frightened.

"Do you think he will rush in from outside the door?" Xu Shuai looked at Tong Liangguang sarcastically.

"I……"

Tong Liangguang's old face turned red and he was so embarrassed that he couldn't speak. After all, he had miscalculated countless times before.

"Don't worry, now, the stick boy should be comforting the girl and there is no time to chase us..."

"Peng!"

Before Xu Shuai finished speaking, the thick wooden door suddenly split into pieces and turned into thousands of fragments and shot in the air.

At the same time, a black shadow holding a wooden stick rushed in with millions of wood chips, and it was unstoppable all the way.

Shuai Xu's reaction was also very fast. As the black shadow rushed over, his arms waved in front of him one after another, splitting the wood chips that were shot.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

...

Shuai Xu was fast, but the wooden stick was faster. Only a dense muffled sound was heard. Shuai Xu found that he had lost control of his body. With a "blow", he fell heavily to the ground. Then, he saw the young man in the wooden stick inserted the wooden stick on his back, and a black scimitar was added to his hand.

"laugh!"

Before Shuai Xu could think, he heard the sound of muscle being cut open. He saw Tongliangguang, and Tongliangguang touched the laser gun with one hand, but he did not move, his legs trembled, and his face looked desperate.

When Xu Shuai saw that the underneath his trousers were wet, it was obvious that he had incontinence. It was so embarrassing! Xu Shuai wanted to scold people, but he couldn't make any noise.

Change the angle.

Then, he saw a headless corpse lying on the ground. He saw that the limbs of the corpse had been twisted and deformed, taking an extremely strange and terrifying posture.

Are you dead?

Xu Shuai suddenly realized something was wrong, and then he felt his ear pressing against a person's legs. He tried hard to raise his eyes. Then, he saw a hand holding his hair, and then, following his arm, he saw a cold and ruthless face.

Xu Shuai's eyes gradually became blurred, and his life began to flash in his mind.

Xu Shuai's life was a legendary life. He was adopted by a nine-rate killer at the age of five. The killer took him to perform missions in the seven star fields. In other words, when Xu Shuai was five years old, he spent day and night with a killer adoptive father, and accompanied him to perform missions in the seven star fields, and even helped his adoptive father to search for the site.

The killer who adopted Shuai Xu was also called Shuai Shuai. He died in a failed mission. Then, at the age of twelve, she inherited the career of her adoptive father and inherited the name "Shi Shuai". Unlike her adoptive father's obscurity, Shuai Xu, twelve, was soon to make a name for him. When he was fifteen, the name "Shi Shuai" had already emerged in the killer circle and ranked in the top 1,000 on the killer list. Later, as Shuai grew up, she was out of control, and went through five passes and six generals to the top 100, and continued to the seventh place in the overall list.

Adoptional father!

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Xu Shuai's mouth. He remembered what his adoptive father often said - the clay pot will never break away from the well, and the general will inevitably die in the battle!

Although Xu Shuai heard his adoptive father mention it repeatedly, he never took it seriously because he was already at the top of the pyramid of the seven star-domain killers list.

As long as you don’t challenge the first six people, you believe that he will be able to end well.

After all, it is still an arrangement that cannot escape fate.

In fact, Tong Liangguang didn't know that it was because he didn't want to challenge the first six that caused him to flee in panic when confronting Han Xinghai. He was no longer the aggravated young killer. He was old, he cherished his life, and he lost the courage to face death.

Sometimes life is so strange. The more you are afraid of death, death will become entangled with you.

A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger. Only a young man has the courage to die before he can live!

Xu Shuai closed his eyes himself. He didn't want to die with his eyes open. His outfit was already wonderful enough. He felt accomplished. His only regret was that he should listen to Tongliangguang's advice.

The Tong family is indeed well-known.

Shuai Xu's thinking fell into the endless abyss of darkness...

...

"Why kill me?" Han Xinghai, who was carrying a bloody scimitar, stared at the same light.

"I...I...I don't know...I really don't know...Don't kill me...Don't kill me, I have old men and young men...My wife is still waiting for me to go back..." Tong Liangguang knelt in front of Han Xinghai and kowtowed desperately. Even if there was a thick carpet on the ground, it was still bloody and fuzzy.

wife!

The black scimitar that Han Xinghai slightly lifted slowly fell and walked out of the room with great strides.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you..."

Tong Liangguang was exhausted and suddenly collapsed on the ground. He murmured at the headless corpse, his eyes dissipated. He was really frightened. He did not expect that the arrogant Xu Shuai would be killed on the spot without any resistance.

Suddenly, Tong Liangguang understood why Shuai Xu fled in panic at the beginning, because he was no match for the stick boy.

How terrifying was that wooden stick boy?

Tong Liangguang became more and more afraid of the more he thought about it, because no one knew Shuai Xu better than him. He not only respected Shuai Xu, but also feared him. He had never lost in the past years.

Today, Shuai Xu was defeated.

Shuai Xu was defeated very thoroughly, and his head was taken away by someone...

...

Han Xinghai ran towards the artificial snow town with Xu Shuai's head at a glance. When he rushed into the sky, he saw many employees cleaning up the chaotic scene, but did not see Su Ruo.

Dozens of employees looked at Han Xinghai, holding his head in fear, and did not dare to move.

Leaving.

All left.

Han Xinghai, who was originally excited, suddenly became depressed. His head, which was still dripping with blood in his hand, fell on the thick snow, and was deeply trapped in it. It immediately dyed a large area red, shocking.
Chapter completed!
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