Reborn Super Master

Following the original path, he kicked the iron plate away and turned up. Zhao Xuan turned around and looked at the deep passage, raised the corner of his mouth, and turned around and left.

When I arrived on the road, I looked up and saw a huge sign appeared in front of me. "Tiantai Department Store", I found a newspaper, bought a phone card, and came to the phone booth, called the police station, and said in a low and hoarse voice:

"In the woods not far from Tiantai Department Store, there are underground secret passages, a group of killers, die!" After saying that, he hung up the phone and left quietly.

This night was destined to be a sleepless night for the police station police, because when they rushed to Tiantai Department Store and found the so-called underground secret room in the woods, it was already 11:30 in the evening.

"You all disperse and surround the place, you three, go in with me!"

The police captain ordered.

Li Xiuli hurriedly said:

"Captain, I want to go down too!"

The police captain glanced at Li Xiuli:

"You're sure!"

Li Xiuli nodded:

"I'm sure!"

The police captain nodded:

"Okay, after going down, be careful, I'll take the lead!" As he said that, he ordered his two team members to completely lift the iron cover and slide into the dark cave.

When entering the cave, the captain first led his men to carefully explore all the rooms in the basement. When he saw the scene of the killers holding guns lying in the basement lying in the pool of blood, everyone was stunned. Because the place here was like Shura hell! There was blood everywhere, and there were dead people everywhere!

Li Xiuli shouted:

"Flying Killer!"

It’s not unreasonable for her to shout like this, because most of the dead people here have a chopstick in their eyebrows, and even a dagger in their eyebrows. This technique is very similar to a flying knife killer!

"vomit--"

Such a terrifying scene, such bloody scene, and so many dead people made these battle-hardened policemen unable to bear it. Some of them ran to the corner and vomited. The basement was invisibly filled with a cold and cold aura, which made people tremble from the heart.

One of the policemen said in confusion:

"What the hell is going on? The flying knife killer should be in the same group as them. Why do you want to kill your own people?"

The police captain frowned:

"How could I know? Perhaps it was because of the uneven distribution of spoils. These people were perverted in their hearts, and it was normal to kill each other!"

Li Xiuli looked at the group of dead bodies on the ground and subconsciously took a step back. A hint of doubt and melancholy appeared in her heart. She didn't know where this hint of melancholy came from.

The police captain shouted:

"Yang Ziming! Call me down all the people above, search all the dead bodies here, check their identities, and then take all the evidence away!"

It was indeed a busy night. Since there were too many people dead here, there was a lot of evidence. All the bodies were packed and taken away, and three large trucks were transported! At the end of the busy work, it was already late at night. So many people died, which was considered a shocking case in Huaicheng, so tonight, all the police knew that they should not sleep! The conference was going to be held!

....

Zhao Xuan walked under the night, and occasionally one or two cars drove by beside him. Zhao Xuan put his hands on the back of his head, opened his arms, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

In fact, his flying knife skills were completely thought about in his spare time, because he always wanted to meet this flying knife killer, but the flying knife killer was so powerful, and his hand strength and accuracy were so strong that Zhao Xuan was not very sure whether he could fight with the other party in close combat.

Based on the principle of being fully prepared for everything, he thought about the technique of throwing the flying knife in advance. In this way, if he really has the opportunity to meet this killer in the future, he will not be caught off guard. He can also think from the other side, consider how he will take action, how he will take action, and when he chooses to take action!

Although it was already late at night in the Yangon Group office, the president's office was still brightly lit. Nangong Shishi sat in her seat, feeling scared. She knew that she had escaped a great disaster today. When she was determined to face the difficulties, she had imagined the danger she was facing. However, when the danger really appeared, the moment when the bullet penetrated the doll, Nangong Shishi realized how harsh the reality was and how precious life was.

So when he saw Zhao Xuan walk into her office, Nangong Shishi really wanted to pounce on his arms and cry loudly!

Zhao Xuan looked at Nangong Shishi and asked softly:

"It's okay."

Nangong Shishi suppressed the impulse in her heart and nodded gently:

"fine."

Zhao Xuan said slowly:

"It's fine."

Nangong Shishi sighed:

"It's a pity that I couldn't catch the killer." In fact, Nangong Shishi regretted it very much. If she called "110" before the implementation of this plan and asked the police to encircle the building opposite the office window in advance, the killer might not be able to leave! In addition to his own great troubles, she could also avenge his father, but it's too late to say anything now.

Zhao Xuan smiled and said:

"It would be great to save your life. Where can I ask for more?"

Nangong Shishi nodded and said with lingering fear:

"I didn't expect they had guns."

Zhao Xuan smiled and said:

"In fact, what's scary is not their guns, but the flying knife killer."

Nangong Shishi said:

"But the flying knife killer didn't come."

Zhao Xuan said slowly:

"It's okay. After tonight, those people will not cause trouble for you. This should be the biggest gain tonight."

Nangong Shishi's eyes lit up:

"You mean..."

Zhao Xuan said lightly:

"You won't show up again in the next few days. We create such an illusion that the killer organization will naturally think that their mission has been completed and will not cause trouble for you again."

Nangong Shishi stood up excitedly and said loudly:

"Yes! Why didn't I expect it! There are still five days left before bidding, as long as I don't show up within these five days..."

Zhao Xuan smiled and said:

"Then you have to have a good rest. It's best not to show up in front of anyone in the past few days."

Zhao Xuan is not sure how many people there are in this killer organization, and whether he has killed them. At least one thing is certain that the flying knife killer was not dead. If Nangong Shishi still shows up, Zhao Xuan cannot guarantee whether the flying knife killer will come to trouble Nangong Shishi. This is always a difficult question. The flying knife killer is very powerful. If you don’t protect yourself at all times, Zhao Xuan cannot completely guarantee Nangong Shishi’s safety.

Nangong Shishi pursed her lips and nodded:

"All right."

Zhao Xuan laughed, stretched and said:

"This is the best. I can just rest, but I'm so tired... Boss, beg me... I'm leaving..." As he said that, Zhao Xuan turned around and left the wide and bright office, free and free.

Nangong Shishi looked at Zhao Xuan's back and was stunned.

...

It was already late at night, and the stars looked like pearls, embedded in the sky, shining with light. The dark night sky was so charming, with small stars flashing in the sky, like diamond pearls embedded in a beautiful wedding dress, and like dazzling gems sprinkled in the jade plate, quietly sprinkling crystal and soft light, making everything on the earth become so elegant and quiet...

At such a moment, Zhao Xuan naturally couldn't find Wang Xiaoting at this time. He went straight to the hotel he had lived in. The room he rented has not yet been cancelled, so he took out the key and entered the room.

Sitting beside the bed, Zhao Xuan raised his hand and looked at his palm carefully.

The true energy flowed slowly on the arms, and Zhao Xuan used his strength secretly, but the magical suction force in the palm of his hand disappeared.

"What's going on-"

Zhao Xuan frowned slightly.

The moonlight shone through the window and fell on Zhao Xuan's body. Zhao Xuan took off his shoes, sat upright on the bed, and closed his eyes.

True Qi flows among the ten acupoints in the body, and dozens of circumferences pass by. This is a compulsory course every day. But today, after the practice is completed, Zhao Xuan did not open his eyes and lay on the bed to rest as usual, but continued to control the true Qi to wander on his arms.

"call--"

Still not possible!

Zhao Xuan opened his eyes and finally gave up trying.

In the past, every time the magical suction appeared in the palm of my hand, it seemed that it was done by accident. At that time, I only felt the heat of my arms, and the suction suddenly appeared, and the true energy flowed in my arms, but I couldn't remember how it flowed in those acupoints. It seemed that I need to pay attention to it next time.

Zhao Xuan was lying on the bed. At some point, a flute appeared in his hand, placed it beside his lips, and the melodious music sounded.

The sound insulation of this room is very good, and the music will only fly out of the window, while the song played by Zhao Xuan is very soft and the sound is also very ethereal, so it will not disturb others' sleep.

Zhao Xuan likes those quiet songs the most in his life. Perhaps this has something to do with his personality. The sound is played from his hands, like the sound of nature in the clouds, like the sound of nature in the clouds, like the sound of kingfishers playing water, or like the singing of yellow orioles. The sound is not very loud at first, but it is gentle and charming, making people intoxicated. They only feel that there is an indescribable wonder in their ears, warm and flowing into the heart. The internal organs of the person who hears are as if they are ironed, and they are stuck in every place; the 36,000 pores are like eating ginseng fruit, and none of them are not happy. Gradually, the music is getting higher and higher, but the song is softer, just like the elves singing in the wind, which makes people fascinated.

Finally, at some point, the music disappeared and Zhao Xuan remained motionless. If there were listeners at this moment, they would definitely understand that such wonderful music came from his heart.

"Good night--"

Zhao Xuan said to the air, he must have said good night to himself.

Zhao Xuan finally put the flute on the bedside table and lie on the bed to sleep. He never dreams when sleeping, but tonight, he had a dream, dreaming that he faced hundreds of people, stretched out his hands to capture the other party, and used the suction to suck the heat flow from the other party's body into his body, while he became stronger and stronger!

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