Dad! Love My Daughter To Death

"Can I ask a question?" Liu Zhengyang asked with a black line on his head: "Who is the person who wants to kill me? How high is the price he gave to make you not even capable of this level of painting skills? Dare to laugh? You should know that you can't find me with a portrait."

"I'm sorry, these are all confidential, I can't betray my employer." The young man put away the portrait.

Then, as if his face changed, he put away the grievances and helplessness just now.

He gradually became serious, and a bit of fortitude appeared on his face.

"As a qualified assassin, all I need to do is to complete the entrustment of the employer, take the target's head back, and at the same time not disclose any information of the employer, you can't get any valuable from me before you die. Information." The young man said solemnly.

"Then your employer's painting skills are so bad, is it your employer's information?" Liu Zhengyang asked.

"Shouldn't it be?" The young man was stunned for a moment before answering: "Although there is no adult with such poor painting skills, there should be no second one in the world, but you are unlikely to use this information to find him. , so it's not a big problem."

"Liu Zhengyang, I'm not in the mood to listen to your long-winded words, let's do it." Zhong Qinglei suddenly shouted coldly.

Just expecting Liu Zhengyang to ask what information from the young man's mouth, Zhong Qinglei could endure and not do it.

But after discovering that the young man was not as foolish as he imagined, he did not have the patience to wait any longer.

Facing an assassin who wanted to kill Liu Zhengyang and made him a small trader for a day, he just wanted to kill him.

boom!

Zhong Qinglei started suddenly, making a very obvious sound when his feet exerted force.

Under the quiet night sky and in the alleys, it is especially harsh.

Using the cover of the night, he appeared behind the youth like a ghost and punched the back of the youth with a punch.

It can be said that with Zhong Qinglei's current strength, if this punch is solid, even the southern district chief will be seriously injured.

Because even for a monk, the back of the neck is a very vulnerable place.

But the young man didn't know if he didn't react, or he couldn't see Zhong Qinglei's movements, and he didn't avoid it anyway.

"The battle is over, it's easier than I thought." Liu Zhengyang thought to himself: "Is it because of the rapid improvement in the recent period that we have become much stronger than other monks? Even if the other party is an assassin, it didn't bring me any benefits. any sense of threat."

While Liu Zhengyang sighed secretly, he also felt a little pity.

Because he did not find out who the so-called employer was.

This feeling of being stared at in secret is really bad.

However, the youth refused to talk about life and death, and there was no other way.

boom!

A muffled sound came suddenly.

But unlike Liu Zhengyang's imagination, the muffled sound was not made when the young man was hit.

Compared with the muffled sound when the real object was hit, the sound Liu Zhengyang heard was slightly lighter.

He could already hear it, it was the sound of the air being blasted.

In other words, Zhong Qinglei's surprise punch did not hit the young man.

Liu Zhengyang quickly took a closer look, and saw that the young man's figure slowly became blurred, and finally disappeared out of thin air.

In other words, what Zhong Qinglei hit was just an afterimage.

"What? How?" Zhong Qinglei said in surprise: "When did he run away?"

Because of the force of the punches, Zhong Qinglei was even taken by himself to the point of staggering, and he took two steps to stand firm.