The strongest urban comprehension

Zhou Yang's first feeling was numbness. Before the pain hit, Zhou Yang quickly used spiritual energy to seal the wound. Fortunately, he managed to avoid the distance in time and the bullet did not enter the body, but it scratched the skin.

"Foreigner?" He was hiding at the foot of the wall, completely blocking the killer's sight. Zhou Yang took this opportunity to let go of his consciousness and observe the room.

"One, two, three, four." Four people were distributed in the corners of different floors. There was no one on the first floor, and there were two people on the second and third floors.

Zhou Yang took a breath of cold air, four people, four guns, if he hadn't been making noises all the time, it would be strange for him to walk over like this without being beaten into pieces, no matter how fast he was.

But now that I have entered the realm of spiritual consciousness and can present every person and every action so clearly, that is my home court!

Zhou Yang did not hide his figure, and quickly climbed over the wall and broke through the window to enter the first floor. The two killers on the second floor in his consciousness hurriedly moved to the stairs before they had time to shoot, and one person stood guard on the side. As soon as Zhou Yang showed his head,

You can shoot directly.

But will Zhou Yang give them such a chance? At the corner of the stairs, Zhou Yang grabbed a handful of glass fragments and poured his spiritual energy into the fragments without observing. In the darkness, he threw his hands upstairs. The two killers could only see a few

The unclear cold light hit the door directly, caught off guard, and the thorns penetrated into the skin and flesh of the face, forming terrifying blood holes, without any leakage.

"ah...."

"ah...."

"Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta."

The killer who had lost his vision was immediately horrified. He screamed and fired desperately in the direction in his memory. A bunch of bullets were quickly fired. Taking this opportunity, Zhou Yang quickly went upstairs and saw clearly the miserable situation of the two of them.

Zhang was covered in blood so much that he couldn't see any of his facial features. Zhou Yang himself looked a little horrified. He punched one in the chest and the two killers spurted blood. They were instantly knocked several meters away and smashed against the wall.

, there was no sound, and in the dimness you could vaguely see the two killers' chests all dented.

It was too fast. It took less than a minute from the time Zhou Yang entered the house to the time he dealt with the two of them, and the villa became quiet again.

However, Zhou Yang knew that there were two more people upstairs. It seemed that these killers were very professional and did not affect the original deployment arrangements due to emergencies.

The two people on the third floor were distributed in different directions. They did not stand at the stairs like the people on the second floor. One was at the door of the study on the east and the other was at the door of the bedroom on the west. There was no barrier in between. No matter who Zhou Yang attacked first, he would be attacked.

Giving another person a chance to shoot was a perfect plan. If it weren't for a monk with spiritual consciousness like Zhou Yang, anyone who tried would be doomed.

"Hmph, you think you can kill me like this?"

Zhou Yang did not rush upstairs, but first went to the study room on the second floor and lifted the Nine Dragon Sword on the desk.

"I'm going to need you again." Zhou Yang gently stroked the Nine Dragon Sword, and the Nine Dragon Sword seemed to sense the master's will and let out faint sword chants.

"Dong dong dong dong" was the sound Zhou Yang made while walking on the stairs, like a reminder in the dark night.

Standing a little back between the bedroom and the study, Zhou Yang stopped and stepped into the killer's attack range as long as he took one step forward. In his mind, the two killers were close to the corner, just in sight of each other.

s position.

In the silence, you could vaguely hear the chirping of insects coming from the jungle outside the villa. Zhou Yang took a deep breath, instantly turned ninety degrees to face the direction of the study, lowered half of his body, and took that step forward.

The situation was extremely critical. Just as Zhou Yang took a step forward towards the study, the Nine Dragon Sword in his hand was violently pushed in the opposite direction towards the bedroom.

A dragon roar resounded through the villa. The killer in the direction of the bedroom immediately pulled the gun when he saw Zhou Yang's figure, "click". However, he was a step slower after all. Jiulong was like a magic weapon descending from the sky and fiercely inserted into the killer's face.

The hilt of the sword, the attack force pushed the killer to the wall and nailed him to the wall panel. From the beginning to the end, the killer only fired one bullet, and it was shot to an unknown place, and he still remained standing.

The killer in the study saw Zhou Yang and pulled the wrench almost at the same time. However, after detection with his spiritual consciousness, Zhou Yang effectively avoided the direction where the gun was pointed, and quickly approached the opponent before he had time to change direction.

A second later, Zhou Yang's hand grabbed the opponent's gun-holding arm and pulled hard.

This was different from when he dealt with Zong Sheng. Zhou Yang did not retain any strength. With all his strength, the opponent's arm was torn off instantly like a rag doll and thrown out along with the gun. Blood immediately spilled all over the floor.

"Ah..." Fear, infinite fear, I have been a killer for half my life and have never encountered such a strange situation. Is this still a human being? Which of the four of them did not crawl out from the pile of dead people, but ended up in such a miserable state?

There is no power to fight back.

"devil, ou are the devil" the killer screamed in English.

Zhou Yang didn't understand what the other party was saying, so he kicked him again, but this time he used a lot of force. He planned to keep the other party alive for the time being, and he still had to ask some questions clearly.

"speak Mandarin!"

"Devil...you...are...the devil." Although this sentence was still not authentic enough, Zhou Yang understood it.

He kicked me again. It seemed that the force was not under control. The other party was hunched over in pain and could not make any sound. "Tell me, who ordered you to kill me?"

"Ho...ho..." the other party seemed to want to say, but was speechless.

Zhou Yang was not in a hurry and went to the bedroom first to pull out the Nine Dragon Sword. The impaled killer fell to the ground with a bang, his eyes still showing incredible fear before he died.

Came to the study again, "I'll give you one last chance, tell me, who ordered you to kill me?" Zhou Yang put the Nine Dragon Sword on the opponent's forehead, and the coldness in his eyes became even worse. Although he had already guessed the person behind the scenes, he couldn't.

In order not to kill the wrong person, it is better to ask clearly. He is not a person who kills indiscriminately.

"Yes...no...I sue you, you...if you don't...kill me." The killer's Chinese is indeed not very good, but this does not prevent Zhou Yang from understanding.

"Haha, don't negotiate terms. Just tell me and I will kill you happily. If you don't tell me, I will rip off your limbs one by one and then cut you into pieces." Zhou Yang thought in his heart.

Already filled with anger, he was spitting out almost every word. The opponent's posture did not want him to survive at all. Zhou Yang thought that giving the other person a good time was the greatest kindness. He had been too kind to a woman in the past and left these hidden dangers.

"Devil...Devil...you are Satan..." The killer's eyes were full of terror, and he held his broken arm in one hand and moved back in fear.

Zhou Yang almost lost all his patience and stepped on the killer's leg.

"Click~"

"Ah...I said, I said...it's Hong...the boss...Wenzheng...Hong...ho." When the killer spit out the three words "Hong Wenzheng" completely, Zhou Yang instantly stabbed the opponent in the heart with the Nine Dragons.

"Hong Wenzheng, it is indeed him!" Zhou Yang stood up, his eyes like a sharp sword.

Returning to the second floor and coming to the study room, Zhou Yang first charged his mobile phone because there was something he had to do next, but only if he had enough accurate information.

Five minutes later, Zhou Yang turned on his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, Brother Jiang." The first thing Zhou Yang thought of was Jiang Tianming. Although he didn't know much about the Jiang family, Zhou Yang could sense the vastness and mystery of the Jiang family from the few words of his good brother Zhao Chuan.

"Xiaoyang, it's so late and you haven't rested yet? Is the school okay? I heard that the director who fired you has been given a warning..." Before Zhou Yang could speak, Jiang Tianming was already chattering.

"Brother Jiang, I killed someone." Zhou Yang had to interrupt the other party. With this attitude, he didn't know when he could get to the point.

"Oh, you killed someone, what, you killed someone?" The voice on the phone suddenly increased by more than n decibels.

"What's going on? Xiaoyang, don't be impulsive. Where are you? Wait for me to come." Jiang Tianming's series of self-questions and answers all revealed his concern for Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang felt warm in his heart, "Don't be nervous, Brother Jiang, the person I killed was not a good person, but a professional killer."

Jiang Tianming on the other end of the phone immediately felt relieved. He had seen Zhou Yang's ability before. As long as he didn't kill people for no reason, he had plenty of ways to save him. "Tell me the specific situation first." Jiang Tianming asked in a deep voice.

"Brother Jiang, you don't have to ask about this matter for the time being. I can handle it myself. I want to ask you about someone."

"who?"

"Hong Wenzheng."

"Hong Wenzheng? A loser of the Ma family?" Jiang Tianming was a little confused. He didn't know why Zhou Yang asked about this person. Could it be?

Huh? Jiang Tianming’s words also reminded Zhou Yang, yes, the Ma family! Could Hong Wenzheng have given instructions to the Ma family?

"Yes, that's him. Can you help find out his current location?" Whether it is the Ma family or Hong Wenzheng who handles this matter themselves, as long as they find the other party, everything will be revealed.

"Okay, wait for me for a while." Jiang Tianming stopped writing and asked Zhou Yang to wait for his call.

Zhou Yang sat quietly in the study and waited, taking this opportunity to take out a towel and wipe the blood on the Nine Dragon Sword clean.

Within three minutes, the phone rang.

"Found it, Hong Wenzheng is now in the Tianzi Box of Royal No. 1." Jiang Tianming directly told Zhou Yang the information he had investigated without hiding anything.

"However, Xiaoyang, listen to my brother, you can go to him and beat him, but don't kill him first. Just kill those killers if you kill them. I have a way to settle things. You have to think carefully about your treatment of Hong Wenzheng. Even if there are

You can't kill with your own hands even if you have proof, and you can't kill without proof, do you understand what I mean? If you pull a hair, you can affect your whole body, and you may have to face the entire Ma family!" Jiang Tianming said to Zhou Yang

If Zhou Yang said he was a killer, then he was a killer, but he still wanted to tell Zhou Yang the stakes of the whole matter.

He is not afraid of the Ma family. Compared to the Jiang family, the Ma family is nothing, but to Zhou Yang, the Ma family is a behemoth, and he has to consider Zhou Yang's safety.

"I understand, Brother Jiang, thank you." After saying that, Zhou Yang hung up the phone and got up and walked outside the study.

First, he took photos of the four dead killers, then walked out of the villa and walked down the mountain, quickly disappearing into the dark night.