Rebirth of the world

Chapter 13: Blade of Death

In a villa in the United States, a middle-aged man was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper and listening to the butler's report.

"What, you said my son is dead? Are you telling the truth?" The middle-aged man angrily threw away the newspaper in his hand, grabbed the housekeeper and shouted loudly.

"It's true, sir." the butler replied with a solemn expression.

"Then what do the bodyguards around him do for a living?" the middle-aged man roared. Those bodyguards were all hired by him from outside with a lot of money. He knew that his son always liked to cause trouble, so he gave Wang Xin

A few professional bodyguards were assigned. Although the son made a mistake first, he should not die. The middle-aged man felt a faint pain in his heart when he thought of this.

"They arrested all those bodyguards and then released them," the butler replied.

"Who did it?" the middle-aged man asked ferociously.

"Master, it was a man named Prince who killed him," the housekeeper said sadly.

"Prince? I don't care who he is. If he dares to destroy the royal family, I will kill his whole family." The middle-aged man said viciously.

"Master, this matter is quite troublesome. You should not be impulsive. You have to think about it in the long run." The housekeeper advised, "According to reports from the people below, this prince is not a simple man, but the son of the Zhang family. So if the master wants revenge,

We cannot dispatch our people, otherwise our situation will be..."

"Old Dong, you are very considerate, I am still a little impulsive." The middle-aged man sighed. In fact, no matter how calm a person is, if he hears that his only son has died at this time, it will be more or less still.

A bit impulsive.

"Sir, with the power of the Zhang family, if we go out for revenge in a big way, we will undoubtedly hit an egg with an egg. I'm afraid that we won't be able to avenge ourselves by then, and we will cause unnecessary trouble. As the saying goes, murder for life is a matter of course. So.

We only need to kill the prince. If the prince dies, then the Zhang family will also have no heir." The housekeeper suggested.

"Well, that's true, but what do you think we should do?" the middle-aged man asked.

"We can find a killer on the killer website, so..." the housekeeper said and smiled sinisterly at the middle-aged man.

"Okay, old Dong, no matter how much money is spent, we must kill this prince." After the middle-aged man said this, he felt several years older.

"Master, I know. I also watched the young master grow up. I am also very sad that the young master left like this." The housekeeper wiped the corners of his eyes with his hand and said sadly.

"Old Dong, you still blame me in the end. I spoiled him too much and spoiled him, but such a good boy left like this. He is only 20 years old now, so young. Maybe this is retribution.

." The middle-aged man remembered that his wife had repeatedly advised him to leave this world of right and wrong, but he just refused to listen. So when his wife left, his wife said to him: "Wang Meng, you will get your retribution sooner or later. I hope you will."

You can take care of yourself from now on."

But he didn't expect that this retribution would come to his beloved son.

The middle-aged man and the housekeeper couldn't help but think of Wang Xin's presence around them, and both shed a few tears.

It can be said that these two have relatively high status in the United States. I have never seen them so sad. Even when they were in the most difficult times, they had never been so sad before. In the past, they were the ones who controlled the destiny of others, and

But now.

This middle-aged man is called Wang Meng, a powerful figure on Wall Street in the United States. In his early years, he and his housekeeper joined forces with their brothers on Wall Street to form the Chinese Gang. Although he encountered countless enemies, he finally relied on his bravery to gain a foothold in the United States and established the Chinese Gang.

He has his own company. Now he needs money and people. If he were in the United States, he would definitely lead his gang brothers to kill the prince immediately, but now he cannot use his own strength to take revenge personally. This is called

How could he not be sad.

That night, a post appeared on the killer's website offering $100 million to kill Zhang Shijun.

Of course, as a professional killer, there are several organizations, and one killer organization took over that night. That is the American Killer Club.

There are three professional killer organizations in the world, but no one knows where the headquarters of the killer organization is. Of course, every industry has its own rules, and the killer world also has its own rules, which means no boundaries are allowed.

In the world of killers, the American Killer Club ranks second, China's Green Dragon's Fury ranks first, and Europe's Killer Gate ranks third. As for the world's number one killer, "One Drop of Blood," no one knows who he is.

Whether he is a man or a woman, we don’t know which country he is from. We just know that he belongs to the Wrath of the Azure Dragon. Because everyone who has seen him has died. We only know that he took over 15 times and never failed once.

But what he is taking over now is the Death Blade of the American Killer Club. It is said that Death Blade has taken over 10 times since his debut and only missed once. Therefore, he ranks second in the world of killers.

Somewhere in the South China Sea, there is a castle. There is an old man in red in the castle.

"Master, the Killer Club has taken over the task of killing Mr. Zhang." A young man in white said respectfully.

"These old guys dare to do anything for money. Since they dare to break the rules, whoever comes will never be able to go back. Just do it. It's time to go outside and exercise." The old man in red said.

He said softly with a beard.

"Yes, Master." The young man in white said happily.

The next day, a strange face appeared at the CS International Airport. Deathblade got off the plane and walked to the Huatian Hotel. He was wearing a pair of black sunglasses, a big windbreaker, and a travel bag on his back.

He looked like a tourist, with a deathly smile on his lips. Originally, the organization had no intention of taking over, but after reading Zhang Shijun's information on the killer website, he suddenly became a little interested in Zhang Shijun. As a legend in the killer world, of course, for Zhang Shijun

Powerful enemies will produce a sense of excitement. Of course, in addition to the excitement, there is also a kind of challenge that arises from the bottom of the heart.

Because he himself is relatively powerful, and when a powerful enemy appears, what he thinks of is not to kill him immediately, but to compete with him. Obviously, the Death Blade is like this.

Death Blade was walking on CS Street, thinking to himself, Prince, here I come. I hope you won’t disappoint me. But he didn’t know that someone was already staring at him.

The boy in white followed Death Blade into the hotel. The boy in white lived opposite him.

Late at night, Death Blade walked out of the hotel as usual and ran towards Zhang Shijun's villa.

Shaoxing ten years, Yingchang battlefield.

"Marshal, you go first, I will come to the rear here." Zhang Xian said loudly to Yue Fei. After saying that, he took out his knife and killed another golden soldier. His clothes were stained with blood, and he didn't know who he killed.

How many people were killed, but the golden soldier did not retreat because of their bravery. He knew that if he did not retreat, they would all be destroyed on this battlefield.

"Zhang Xian, you retreat, I will cover you. When you go back, take good care of your sister-in-law and nephew for me." After Yue Fei said that, he pushed Zhang Xian away. And he was among the millions of soldiers.

Just as Zhang Xian was retreating, he saw the marshal being shot to death by the enemy's Wan Jian.

"No, Marshal." Zhang Xian shouted loudly.

"Ah, no." At this moment Zhang Shijun woke up.

Zhang Shijun woke up and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. He couldn't help but feel a little sad. He also couldn't help but think of the marshal again.

Zhang Shijun turned on the light and lit a cigarette. Just when he turned on the light, he found a foreigner in the room.

"How did you get in?" Zhang Shijun looked at the man coldly and asked after finding out.

"Prince, right?" The man asked instead of answering. Who else could this man be if he wasn't the Blade of Death?

"Now that you know I am the prince, you still dare to talk to me like this." Zhang Shijun thought to himself, this person is not an ordinary person, he can appear in his room silently.

"Haha, what dare I not do? You didn't even notice that I arrived in your room. I even doubt whether you are qualified to be my opponent." Death Blade said crazily.

"I think my friend is visiting me late at night. He must have something important to ask me." Zhang Shijun secretly exerted all his strength and asked quietly.

"I really don't know if you are worth 100 million US dollars." Deathblade said contemptuously.

"Since my friend dares to pick me up, then I must die. In this case, can my friend tell me who wants my life so that I can understand clearly?" Zhang Shijun asked pretendingly. Zhang Shijun immediately understood the obvious

This is a professional killer, and someone paid for his life.

"Don't even think about asking me for any information. You should still use all your abilities honestly, and your only chance to save your life is to kill me." Death Blade replied coldly.

"In this case, I think we should go outside. Please." Zhang Shijun made a gesture of invitation to the foreigner. Then he immediately put on his coat and took the dagger.

"What weapon are you using?" Death Blade took out his weapon. If you look carefully, you will find that this weapon is very distinctive. It is a bit like a sword, a bit like a knife, and a bit like a stick. But that

The blade on the weapon is gleaming.

"I'll use this." Zhang Shijun took out his dagger and said.

"Prince, you should actually feel honored to die under the blade of my Death Blade." The Death Blade said contemptuously.

"Really? Then let me thank you first." After Zhang Shijun finished speaking, he rushed towards the Blade of Death, jumped with both feet, and ran directly to the heart of the Blade of Death with the dagger. The knife hit the vital point directly. At this moment, it was the light of life.

God, I can't allow him to retain any strength.

"Okay, I like it." Death Blade looked at Zhang Shijun and said excitedly. But he didn't rest his hand. He turned his hand and the blade was like air, existing everywhere. The first move was Zhang Shijun's arm.

There had been a small cut on it, and blood could be seen flowing out.

The Death Blade looked at his clothes. It had been cut open, but it was only a scratch on the clothes. "Okay, I haven't been this happy for a long time. I saw you right. You can catch my move and

You are the first person who can scratch my clothes."

Zhang Shijun licked the corner of his mouth and said, "Stop talking nonsense." After saying that, he waved the dagger to kill the Blade of Death. When the Blade of Death struck, Zhang Shijun lowered his head and grasped the blade tightly with his left hand.

He could no longer care about the pain in his left hand and the large amount of blood flowing out, and stabbed him in the heart with a dagger in his right hand. Because he only had one thought in his mind at the moment, which was to kill this terrible opponent.

But the Death Blade smiled, swept his left leg, clasped his left hand, tightly grasped Zhang Shijun's right hand, and knocked the dagger from Zhang Shijun's hand to the ground. The Death Blade immediately hit Zhang Shijun with the blade. But right there

When he was about to stab himself, he saw the blade of death suddenly plop, and his left leg fell to the ground. At the moment of kneeling, the blade stabbed Zhang Shijun's left leg. In this way, Zhang Shijun was saved.

However, Zhang Shijun was not in the mood to think about what was going on now. He picked up the dagger on the ground angrily, and kicked his right leg hard. When that leg immediately hit the blade of death, only

Seeing the Death Blade turning sideways, the speed was simply indescribable. In just a few seconds, the Death Blade kicked off its legs. He stood up straight and punched Zhang Shijun's chest with both fists. Zhang Shijun thought of something at this time.

Words, that means fast. Faster than myself.

Seeing that the blow was about to hit him, Zhang Shijun had no choice but to take out his hands to block it. But in an instant, Zhang Shijun couldn't help but take a few steps back. After taking a few steps back, he finally stood firm, spitting out a mouthful of bright red blood, and his eyes were angry.

He stared at the Blade of Death. Stars appeared in his eyes, but he felt a little dizzy and his hands were numb from the shock. At this moment, Zhang Shijun was completely crazy. With a sound of "ah", he rushed towards the Blade of Death again.

"I don't know whether to live or die. Now I will let you die." The Blade of Death said fiercely. After saying that, he picked up the blade and stabbed Zhang Shijun directly. At this time, Zhang Shijun also became red-eyed, seeing that he could no longer avoid the fatal blow.

He had no choice but to hold on to the last glimmer of hope, and saw him throwing the dagger straight into the heart of the Death Blade.

And Death Blade saw Zhang Shijun still making the final struggle, and all the blood in his body suddenly boiled. The flying dagger did no harm to him at all. But at this moment, Death Blade's neck suddenly

As soon as he felt the pain, he immediately lost consciousness, and he watched helplessly as the dagger flew towards his heart and penetrated deep into his heart. He fell to the ground with a "plop". He may not know what happened until he died, but in fact he was

I lowered my vigilance because of my own confidence and excitement.

The boy in white behind Cong Mu watched the Death Blade fall to the ground and smiled with satisfaction. Then he immediately disappeared into the night.

Seeing the Blade of Death suddenly fall in front of him, Zhang Shijun couldn't help but not believe it. He didn't expect that his dagger could really hit his heart. But in order to confirm, he still got up with difficulty and stood beside the Blade of Death.

He probed Death Blade's nose with his hand and found that he was indeed out of breath. At this moment, a stone in his heart finally fell. And just as he was relaxing, Zhang Shijun suddenly fell to the ground and fainted.

No one knows how Deathblade died. They only know that he was stabbed into the heart with a dagger, but no one found a small mark on his neck.