Rebirth without Regrets

Chapter 406: The End of the Killer

On the speeding motorcycle, the killer's heart was still beating wildly. When he recalled the scene just now, he couldn't help but feel frightened and frightened. He just felt that he was lucky and decisive enough, and did not hesitate at the critical moment.

Otherwise, it is very likely that we will not be able to escape this disaster today.

What happened today is so shocking. Is the woman in white a human or a ghost? Is she an expert left by the Seventh Bureau of National Security to protect Leng Binghan? Maybe she set a trap specifically to catch herself? I have never heard of it.

Is there such a number one figure in the Seventh National Security Bureau? But it’s hard to say. Haven’t you heard of this Leng Binghan before? But he alone has killed so many experts in the organization that he can only look up to, which directly led to

The destruction of the organization's base. If I hadn't known that he was seriously injured and unconscious, I wouldn't have dared to take on this task.

The Seventh National Security Bureau is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. The killer sighed secretly in his heart, not caring that he had not completed the task. This woman in white really gave him too much fear and shock. He only had one thought now, and that was to run far away.

The further away from this woman the better, as it seems that this is the only way to be safer.

But in an instant, his face turned extremely pale again, because the depressing and heart-stopping chuckle sounded in his ears again, as if it was right next to his ears. The chuckle seemed to contain extreme anger and teasing.

meaning.

"Ah!" The killer's heart was broken. Over the years, he had never been so full of fear as he is now. His whole body couldn't help but trembled. The high-speed motorcycle tilted and fell to the ground. The killer also fell heavily to the ground.

It rolled several meters away.

The motorcycle also hit the roadside hard and made a violent explosion.

He rolled several times on the ground and got up from the ground with a miserable look on his face. Although he was terrified, he was still a killer who was used to licking blood with the blade of his knife, and his willpower was unparalleled. He didn't care about his whole body.

Feeling the pain, he stood up and flew to the side. Under such circumstances, the mysterious woman in white was following behind him, which really made his scalp numb and soul trembling. He had completely lost his square inch.

There was only one thought in my mind, and that was to run away quickly and far away.

The situation here was urgent. The killer's toes tapped the ground continuously and quickly, and flew backwards in an extremely weird posture, drawing a graceful arc in the air. Just as the killer was about to cross the road, he unexpectedly fell into the air.

In mid-air, a silver light flashed in his hand, and a bright silver thread that was almost transparent to the human eye disappeared into the tree on the other side of the road.

The next moment, a jaw-dropping scene happened. The murderer's tall and burly body swung to the other side as if it was being pulled hard by a forest monster. Then, with a slight tap of his foot on the wall, he floated into the residents next to him.

District.

In his opinion, he had already made clever investigations and arrangements for his retreat, and had made various preparations. Therefore, no matter how powerful the opponent was, or how fast his movements were, he would still be confused by his own actions if he was caught off guard, ensuring that

He escaped without a trace. As there were many people in the residential area, he had already made preparations. As long as he blended in, he kept it so that the other party could not find his whereabouts.

Before succeeding, seek defeat first. This is the magic weapon that the killer has been able to stay safe and sound all these years.

But his feet had just landed, and the feeling of pride in his heart had not yet filled the air, but he only felt an ice-cold delicate hand that looked like it came out of the Nine Nether Hells touching the killer's neck. At this moment, the killer only felt that his neck was numb.

It's like being clamped by iron pliers.

"No matter how hard you run, you can't escape from the palm of my hand!" The woman in white suddenly appeared in front of him, her cold eyes flashing with anger. Her delicate hands, as white as jade, exuded a miserable and frightening look.

The light reflected into the eyes seemed to agitate the people's souls and seemed to find no peace.

The killer was stunned for a moment, his heart felt cold, and for a moment he was out of his mind, with cold sweat dripping down his forehead.

The killer has unparalleled courage. He has been through life and death for many years, and has faced countless powerful enemies. Even if he once assassinated a murderous maniac from a cannibal tribe in Africa, he could feel the overwhelming bloody smell on his body and still remain calm and composed. But

At this moment, facing this woman in white who was too beautiful to be described in words, he shuddered all over. He vaguely felt that this woman was more terrifying than anyone he had ever seen.

"Ghost...? He...is really...a ghost!" The killer muttered with a pale face. He was already frightened out of his courage. At this time, he had killed countless people and couldn't even think of a little resistance.

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The neck is as thick as a rock, and the hands are as delicate as jade. The comparison between the two makes it look a bit funny like a giant tree shaking. However, the delicate hands loosen at the touch, but there are five more blood arrows on the killer's neck, and his hands are dead.

She covered her neck with blood splattered, and with a look of horror and unwillingness, she slumped to the ground like a piece of rotten wood. The last thought in her mind was that this otherworldly beautiful woman in white had such a beautiful voice that people would fall for her.

It turns out that she is not a human being, but an ever-changing female ghost who seeks life.

Looking at the killer lying bleeding in front of her, the woman in white showed a faint smile on her lips, with an endless enchantment in her elegance. She suddenly stretched out her five fingers and placed them on the top of the killer's head, as if she was casting some secret technique. For a moment,

After that, she smiled strangely again, listening to the approaching sirens and noisy footsteps, her body swayed, and she suddenly disappeared into the void again.

When the military and police officers drove over, only the killer's still tender body and the burning motorcycle were left on the scene. Everyone looked at each other, and no one knew what was happening here.

The killer and the woman in white left the ward, and Jiang Hong, who fell to the ground, breathed a sigh of relief. In any case, Leng Binghan's safety was no longer a problem for the time being.

Just as she was wondering, the mysterious woman in white, smiling and charming, suddenly appeared in front of her again, startling her.

"You... who... are you...?" Jiang Hong managed to calm down from the panic at this time. Although his tone had a slight tremor, he spoke more smoothly. However, he was somewhat panicked in his heart. Although Bai Yi

The woman drove away the killer, but who can guarantee that she will not also have intentions for Leng Binghan? At this moment, the reinforcements have not arrived, and she cannot protect herself. What is really going to happen? The situation is really critical, and she can't help but panic.

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"You don't have to be afraid!" The woman in white smiled lightly and said, "I won't hurt you, let alone Young Master Han!" Yun Danfengqing's words had a convincing charm.

"Young Master Han? Do you know Leng Binghan?" There was a touch of undisguised joy in Jiang Hong's tone. Since the woman in white knew Leng Binghan and called him Young Master Han, she must not be an enemy. What was pressing in her heart was

The big stone seemed to have been moved away suddenly, and I felt a sense of relief.

"Of course, Mr. Han is the master I serve. Do you think I can't recognize him?" the woman in white said with a sweet smile. After saying that, she took out a jade plaque. The jade plaque emits a white light and shines on Jiang Hong. She immediately

I feel that the injuries on my body have been relieved a lot, and my spirits are also lifted.

"Master?" A hint of surprise quietly appeared on Jiang Hongyu's face, and her slender eyebrows also wrinkled slightly.

What era are we in now? Why are there such things as masters and slaves? Could it be that Leng Binghan is also a bad guy who intimidates and oppresses others? With this thought, Jiang Hong couldn't help but have that dark and dark feeling in his mind.

In the basement of the house, there was a scene of some pathetic beauties in sexy clothes crying and surrendering under Leng Binghan's whip and lustful force. The initial favorable impression of Leng Binghan in my heart suddenly dropped a bit.

I don't know if she guessed something from Jiang Hong's strange expression, but the woman in white smiled calmly and said: "I was originally a thousand-year-old ghost fairy who was detained. Thanks to meeting Mr. Han, he not only helped me escape from being destroyed.

The misfortune helped me rediscover the hope of rebuilding my body..."

Jiang Hong's expression changed and she said in a trembling voice: "Are you a ghost...an immortal?"

Although Jiang Hong was well-informed and had experienced many bizarre and unbelievable things, when he actually came face to face with a legendary thousand-year-old ghost fairy, his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

Jiang Hong once heard someone mention that when cultivation was popular in the past, many masters who cultivated the soul lost their physical bodies for some reason, leaving only their spiritual bodies. They could also cultivate immortals and were commonly known as ghost immortals. According to legend, such masters were introduced

Between ghosts and immortals, he is a person with great supernatural powers, and his unpredictable abilities are beyond the imagination of ordinary people. I thought this was just a lie, made up to deceive people, but I didn't expect that today I would really encounter it.

One person came up.

Is the Death God who was killed by Leng Binghan in the base also a ghost? But one is ferocious and terrifying, and the other looks like a fairy. The difference seems too big, right?

"Hehe, of course I am a ghost fairy. If I didn't feel that you wouldn't hurt him, I wouldn't let you get even half a step closer to him! If I hadn't seen you risking your life for Young Master Han, I would definitely not

Appeared in front of you!" The woman in white caressed her hair gently, her expression was calm, bringing out a touch of indescribable elegance. Jiang Hong looked at it, his eyes could not help but be a little obsessed, and the fear of ghosts and immortals in his heart

The feeling immediately diminished a lot.

"Ah, you..." When I think of the ambiguous movements and uncontrollable whispers that I have been seeing and hearing when I am alone with Leng Binghan these days, this mysterious woman in white has all been seen and heard.

Jiang Hong couldn't help but screamed, feeling extremely embarrassed, as if someone had been stripped naked in public, her heart was beating fast. Although she couldn't see her face, she knew that her face must have turned red. She

I can even clearly feel that my cheeks and whole body are slowly getting hotter.

"Hehe, you don't have to be shy. You are not the only woman who likes our Young Master Han! Besides, Young Master Han was only hurt because of you. Otherwise, with his ability, how could this little movement hurt him?"

Jiang Hong could see clearly that this fairy who acted as leisurely as a cloud even when doing things, as if she could not eat the fireworks of the world, was now as coquettish as an ordinary little girl, with her pink and red lips slightly pouted.

He looked up, with a charming look that was slightly angry and resentful. These two completely different temperaments coexisted in one person, but the transition was so natural, without any harshness. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Jiang Hong would really think that

It's like a fantasy.

As the woman in white clothes spoke, her eyebrows were full of jealousy. She took a breath and her expression recovered slightly, but her eyes were full of cunning. She pursed her lips and said with a sweet smile: "But this is Young Master Han's character.

Otherwise, you won't take me in!" He smiled with great pride, like a little fox who had successfully stolen. After a while, the smile gradually faded away, leaving only a bit of happiness hidden between his eyebrows.

"Like it?" Jiang Hong suddenly felt a little dazed, love surged in her beautiful eyes, and then her jade face turned crimson. She spat lightly and scolded herself, "I'm going to die. What am I thinking about? Jiang Hong, Jiang Hong

Hong, the blood of the team members is not cold yet. You don’t want to find a way to avenge them and catch the murderer as soon as possible, but you are here to indulge in infatuation. You really shouldn’t do it.”

A wave of self-blame suppresses the fluttering heart. But there is a seed of love in everyone's heart. As long as there is suitable fertile soil, it will take root and sprout, making you fall into it without knowing it.

"I think senior may have misunderstood. I just feel guilty and uneasy because Major Leng got hurt while trying to save me. I don't like him at all!" The shy rosy look on Jiang Hong's face disappeared, but she returned to her former frosty look.

, there was a hint of ice-like coldness in his eyes.

The woman in white smiled slightly, but didn't say anything anymore, but the expression on her face showed some disbelief.

"Senior, what's your name? You are so powerful, why don't you join our Seventh National Security Bureau and serve the country?" Jiang Hong asked anxiously with confusion on his brows.

"My name is Situ Huanzhu, but what is the Seventh National Security Bureau?" Situ Huanzhu's eyes showed a trace of confusion.

Jiang Hong was stunned at first, and then suddenly remembered that the person in front of her was a thousand-year-old ghost, and it was normal to not know that the Seventh Bureau of National Security was normal. She quickly briefly told the situation and mission of the Seventh Bureau of National Security. In her opinion, something like the one in front of her was

If the thousand-year-old ghost fairy can really persuade her to join the Seventh Bureau of National Security, wouldn't the strength of the Bureau increase a lot.

"Haha, it's not interesting." Situ Huanzhu curled his lips and said disdainfully: "I just listen to Master Han's instructions, I rarely care about anything else!"

"But Leng Binghan is also from the Seventh National Security Bureau! By joining the Seventh National Security Bureau, aren't you also helping him?" Jiang Hong seemed to have no intention of giving up and continued to talk.

"You should wait until you ask Young Master Han later! As long as he says something, even if it is eight or nine rounds, let alone seven rounds, I will listen to him!" Situ Huanzhu smiled softly, showing a hint of enchantment.

Charming.