Returning after three years of reincarnation in the world of martial arts

Chapter 96 Li Zhongwu's Fate
However, Huang Jinwen didn't dare to tell the customer service about the questions he guessed in his heart.

Reason told him—since the other party had already set up such a routine, if he didn't obediently cooperate with the money, that Li Zhongwu might never be able to get angry.

Thinking about the fact that I had already spent 600 million yuan to kill Li Zhongwu, I was about to tremble for the last time, and if I gave up at this time, all the money I had paid before would be in vain.

Thinking about it again, as long as Li Zhongwu is killed, and as long as he can successfully marry Fang Xingtong, what is the little money he paid now?

With these thoughts in mind, Huang Jinwen took a few deep breaths, and after trying to adjust his mentality, he sent another message to the customer service.

"What level of killer do you think I need to hire to completely kill the target?"

The customer service quickly replied: "Of course, the higher the level of the killer, the safer it is. However, since the target is still in a coma and has no ability to resist, I personally think that a D-level killer can completely kill him. Of course, to be on the safe side, I still When you place an order, I suggest that you spend a little more money and hire a killer with a slightly higher level."

Ok?
A D-rank killer is enough?

Huang Jinwen was astonished.

He really didn't expect the customer service to say that.

He thought the customer service would suggest that he should at least hire another S-rank killer!

Killer D's salary is not high, for him, it's just a small amount of money.

After thinking about it carefully, he directly placed an order of 50 yuan, and hired an A-level killer to make up the knife.

Compared with the 600 million that he had already spent before, he is now willing to spend another 50 to get rid of Li Zhongwu completely.

Big money is spent, don't save on small money!In order to avoid any further mistakes.

This is his idea.

After placing the order, he took a screenshot and sent it to the customer service, and added: "You can say D-level killer, I will invite another A-level killer now, I hope you don't let me down again this time!"

The customer service responded with a smiley face emoji.

Then another sentence was sent: "Okay! Please wait for the good news."

Huang Jinwen's eyes twitched slightly when he saw the four words "waiting for good news" again, because he placed an order twice before, and the customer service told him these four words each time.

As a result, the assassination failed twice in a row.

……

Fang family.

Fang Xingtong's car drove into the garage, and as soon as she got out of the car, she saw her father's car also slowly driving into the garage and stopped beside her car.

Immediately, the car door opened, and her father Fang Jiangong and several bodyguards got out of the car.

Fang Xingtong took a few steps forward, greeted with a smile, "Dad, you came back so late? Thank you for your hard work."

Fang Jiangong looked at her, then glanced at the car beside her, nodded slightly, "You just came back too? Where did you go?"

Fang Xingtong was silent for two seconds, and replied: "I heard that Li Zhongwu was injured and passed out, so I went to the hospital to visit him."

Fang Jiangong frowned, and walked out of the garage, leaving a sentence: "Follow me to the study!"

"Yes! Dad."

Fang Xingtong responded, and followed behind with his female bodyguard.

study.

The father and daughter sat down on the edge of the Luohan bed, and Fang Xingtong habitually picked up the teapot on the low table and poured tea for his father.

Fang Jiangong squinted his eyes and meditated for a moment, then suddenly asked: "I heard that Li Zhongwu suffered a strong explosion at close range tonight, but his clothes were only torn by the blast, but he didn't have any wounds on his body. Is it true?"

Fang Xingtong stopped pouring tea in surprise, and looked up at his father, "Dad, you also heard about him?"

Fang Jiangong nodded with a sullen face, and said in a deep voice: "I may know more details than you. Do you know who the person who assassinated him tonight is?"

Fang Xingtong shook his head slightly.

Fang Jiangong: "It's the SS-level killer Beast God of God."

Fang Xingtong's face changed slightly, and his eyes showed surprise, "Beast God? According to legend, that killer never kills himself, but always assassinates by controlling beasts?"

Fang Jiangong hummed, "It's him!"

Fang Xingtong: "..."

After a moment of silence in the study, Fang Jiangong suddenly sighed: "It seems that this Huang Jinwen is lucky, with a mere few million, he was able to invite the Beast God to take action. It is estimated that the Beast God happened to be in Tianfu City recently, and God will always do it. , all choose the right killer nearby. However, Li Zhongwu was able to pass out without dying under the attack of the beast god, which is considered lucky."

Fang Xingtong frowned thinking about something, but didn't answer for a while.

Fang Jiangong looked at her, and said: "Speaking of luck, that beast god is also unlucky, probably all the good luck has been used up, when he assassinated Li Zhongwu tonight, he was killed by a coin splashed by the explosion , that coin splashed directly into his head, do you think this is too bad luck?"

Fang Xingtong was startled when he heard the words, "The beast god is dead?"

Fang Jiangong nodded, "Yes! Didn't I just say that he was unlucky, a coin splashed by the explosion took his life, maybe he happened to be at the end of his lifespan!"

Fang Xingtong: "???"

After looking at his father in surprise for a long time, Fang Xingtong said softly, "Dad, when I went to visit Li Zhongwu tonight, I made an exception and used Tianjitong to look at Qiyun. Do you know what I saw?"

Fang Jiangong's expression changed slightly, and his expression became serious in an instant, "What? You used Tianji Tong? Who told you to use it? Don't you know that every time you use it, you have to consume your own luck?"

Fang Xingtong smiled nonchalantly, and said: "Dad, don't be so nervous, since my Tianjitong was awakened, I have only used it very few times. I have been cultivating my luck for the past few years, and I use it occasionally. A pupil technique has no effect on me."

Fang Jiangong's face is still not good-looking.

After staring at his daughter with a serious expression for a long while, he closed his eyes tiredly, and asked casually, "What did you see? How is Li Zhongwu's luck? What is his fate?"

Fang Xingtong said softly with a complex expression: "Dad, it's strange that my pupil technique can't see his luck. It stands to reason that there are only dead people without luck! But he is obviously not dead yet, and he has no luck." Lucky living person, I can't figure it out!"

"No luck?"

Fang Jiangong suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes widened in shock.

"Impossible!! How can a living person have no luck?"

He blurted out his rebuttal, and then said: "Anyone whose luck drops to a certain level will have bad luck, and drinking cold water can get stuck between his teeth. If the luck is lower, he will encounter all kinds of unexpected disasters, and death will come at any time. If he If you really have no luck at all, you must be dead, there can be no exceptions!"

Fang Xingtong smiled wryly. After hearing what her father said, she said softly, "That's why it's strange. What's even more strange is that I can't see his luck, but I can see his destiny."

Fang Jiangong's curiosity was completely aroused, "What fate?"

Fang Xingtong narrowed his eyes slightly, and said slowly, "Resurrect your soul to borrow your life."

Fang Jiangong was stunned, and recalled with a frown: "The five elements are in the parasitic twelfth palace of death and the palace of death, which is auspicious and unlucky, but if there is a rescue and survives, it is a resurrection to borrow life..."

After a pause, he continued to recall: "If Jiamu Juegong is in Shen, and the encounter is Jiashen, they will help each other; Gengjin Juegong is in Yin, and Wuyin has Yinsheng to help... ..."

Recalling this point, Fang Jiangong and Fang Xingtong looked at each other, and said in a low voice: "It seems that this kid is destined to die. This time he was knocked into a coma by the explosion, and he will definitely wake up in the end."

Fang Xingtong nodded slightly, then shook his head slowly, and said, "Dad, have you ever thought that his fate might have been formed when his entire village was burned to death in a forest fire and he lived alone?"

Fang Jiangong was stunned again.

He hesitated: "You mean...he may not be able to wake up this time?"

Fang Xingtong frowned and pondered for a while, then shook his head and said, "Not necessarily! Resurrecting one's soul to borrow one's breath is originally a destiny that survives a catastrophe, and it stands to reason that a person with his destiny will survive a catastrophe and survive a catastrophe. , it will be difficult to encounter any major disasters.

However, he has been assassinated one after another recently, and he was blown into a coma tonight.It would be great if I could see his luck. As long as I can see his luck, I can judge whether he can wake up from this coma according to his luck. Now, I can only guess wildly. "

"Guess..."

Fang Jiangong's expression became very strange.

He knew the ability of his daughter Tianjitong, her pupil technique that could see other people's luck and fate, and judging a person's good or bad luck was reduced to the point of relying on guesswork.

After being silent for a long time, Fang Jiangong suddenly spoke again, but this time, he was admonishing his daughter.

"Xingtong, you must never be an enemy of this Li Zhongwu in the future."

Hearing this, Fang Xingtong looked at his father suspiciously.

Fang Jiangong said in a low voice: "Think about it, what is the most powerful thing about your pupil technique? You can't even see his luck now, how can you cut his luck? If you can't cut his luck, then you In front of him, there is no power to fight back, with his kung fu, he can kill you at will! Think about it carefully, is this the truth?"

Fang Xingtong's expression changed slightly.

His face suddenly turned pale.

Two words suddenly flashed in her mind - Nemesis.

Ever since her Tianji pupil awakened, she never thought that her pupil technique would be ineffective. She has always believed that as long as her luck is enough, she can definitely deal with anyone in a one-on-one situation.

However, today seems to have encountered a nemesis.

……

Outside the window, the night wind gradually picked up.

And getting bigger and bigger.

The night wind, which was gradually getting stronger, dissipated a lot of the summer heat in Tianfu City, and the night wind blowing on his body seemed to be a bit cool.

In the night, Ding Lin, who had just received the mission, galloped towards Tianfu Tianzi Hospital on his beloved mechanical horse (motorcycle) and wearing a helmet.

There are many large and small hospitals in Tianfu City.

But there is only one top hospital, and that is the Tianfu Tianzi Hospital run by the imperial court.

Ding Lin was wearing the black uniform of a patrol horse.

Because he himself is a patrol horse.

Long ago, he was also a very famous silver-collar policeman.

However, he was suspended for more than half a year because he failed to save the life of the hostage kidnapped by the gangsters when handling the case.

After more than half a year, he was kicked out of the patrol room and rolled to the city patrol department to become a city patrol horse in charge of ordinary security.

His social status and income have plummeted accordingly.

The marriage was originally promised, but the woman's family also regretted it.

Years later, he is still alone.

He was very angry.

Because he was in the patrol room back then, in terms of ability, he was unmatched among all the silver-collar patrols.

In terms of performance, he is also the best among all silver-collar patrols.

During the handling of the case, the safety of the hostages was not guaranteed. In what year did such a thing happen to the police station?
But which silver-collar patrolman in charge of the case in the past ended up like Ding Lin?

He doesn't agree!
Why?
Is it because the hostage who died was the son of the official Fang Qianshi?
It can be said that since the day he was demoted to the City Patrol Division as a city patrol horse, the resentment in his heart has been increasing day by day.

Then, one day, someone from God's Council came to him.

Allow him a generous reward and ask him to be a part-time killer.

It was impossible for him in the past to accept such an invitation. In the past, if someone from the God Council came to him, he would definitely try to track down the other party's lair.

but……

The people of the God Council picked a good time, and came to him when Ding Lin was down and resentful.

Therefore, Ding Lin agreed without hesitation.

For one thing, he wanted to earn more money, and he also wanted to live a decent life.

Secondly...he wants revenge!
He wanted to create one unsolved case after another for the people in the patrol room, to see if they had the ability to find him out.

And tonight, he received another mission.

A seemingly simple task - go to the hospital and kill a comatose actor.

Li Zhongwu?
He has heard of this name recently, and it has been reported in the news several times, so he has an impression.

He remembered that Li Zhongwu was good at a kung fu that he had never heard of before. What kind of kung fu was he called?

It seems that only Li Zhongwu knows this skill...

Therefore, if Li Zhongwu is killed in a while, this grappling hand should be lost.

but……

What's the matter with me, Ding Lin?

There are so many martial arts in ancient times, aren't they all lost now?What's the point of losing one more grappling hand?
On the windy street at night, Ding Lin, who was wearing a black helmet, raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth. He knew that since he was kicked out of the patrol room, his mind had been distorted.

After becoming a part-time killer of the God Society, there seems to be something wrong with his spirit.

But he didn't care.

Because he felt that since his mental problem, he has become more energetic, and his combat power seems to be a little stronger than before.

Soon, he rushed to Tianfu Tianzi Hospital and came to the door of the small building where Li Zhongwu lived.

Ding Lin got off the car calmly, but did not take off the helmet on his head.

Just wearing the uniform of the patrol horse and the helmet, he swaggered into the gate of the small building.

Soon, he came to the floor where the intensive care unit was located, and appeared at the entrance of the corridor.

Tan Jian, who was left here by Fang Xingtong, and the big army and small army who were ordered by Su Mingqing to stay here, were a little surprised to see Ding Lin wearing the uniform of the patrol horse.

There was no vigilance in my heart.

Just staring at Ding Lin, wondering what this patrol horse is doing here so late?
Ding Lin's eyes swept over them, his face changed slightly, because he knew that the windshield of his helmet could not block the eyes of these three people.

The three of them must have seen their faces clearly.

He lowered his head slightly, suddenly pulled out a dagger from the back of his waist, rushed forward suddenly, the dagger wiped Xiaojun's throat, blood splashed immediately.

When Da Jun and Tan Jian saw this scene, their expressions changed suddenly.

Da Jun exclaimed his younger brother's name: "Xiao Jun!"

Tan Jian reacted the fastest, kicking Ding Lin.

Ding Lin moved sideways to avoid Tan Jian's kick, and immediately, Ding Lin rushed towards Tan Jian, stabbing Tan Jian's lower abdomen with the bloody dagger.

It was too late to say it, but soon, Tan Jian's face changed, and he suddenly thrust forward with both hands, firmly grasping Ding Lin's right forearm holding the dagger, and pressed down Ding Lin's right arm forcefully.

At this time, Ding Lin was thinking about completing the task as soon as possible, so he made a fierce move, and then suddenly lowered his head and bumped into Tan Jian's forehead.

He wore a helmet on his head, while Tan Jian didn't wear anything on his head. Ding Lin, who was wearing a helmet, could fully take advantage of the head hammer.

The two were too close.

Tan Jian didn't have time to dodge before he was hit hard on the forehead by the helmet on Ding Lin's head.

Immediately, Tan Jian became dizzy for a while, and his hands loosened a little.

A fierce light flashed in Ding Lin's eyes, and he continued to stab forward with his right hand holding the dagger.

With a pop, it pierced into Tan Jian's lower abdomen.

At this time, the mourning and angry army also reacted, roaring and rushing over, drew out his own dagger, and stabbed Ding Lin's waist fiercely.

Ding Lin froze all over, looked down at the dagger that had been stabbed into his waist, frowned instantly, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, he turned around and swung the knife at Da Jun's throat.

But because of this sudden turn, the dagger in Dajun's hand severed the wound on his waist.

Ding Lin's waist was immediately splashed with blood.

There was a soft sound of skin and flesh being cut in a flash.

The dagger in Ding Lin's hand had already sliced ​​through Dajun's throat.

The next second, Ding Lin staggered and almost fell.

Dajun covered his bloody throat with his hands, and fell down slowly.

Ding Lin stretched out his hands to support the wall next to him, and slowly lowered his head to look at the long knife wound on his waist. The bright red blood from the wound flowed like a river breaking a bank.

Seeing such a big wound, a wry smile appeared on his face, and he knew that he was finished.

Hopeless.

He didn't expect that there were three masters guarding this seemingly simple task tonight.

Although the confrontation just now was short, he knew that the three of them were not bad at skills.

It was because of him, Ding Lin, who was fighting for his life, that the fight ended in just a few seconds.

He originally thought that with his own skills, killing these three people would be as easy as chopping melons and vegetables, and he would never be injured.

Now they are going to die together.

Leaning his back against the wall, he sat down weakly and slowly, blood had already flowed out in a puddle under him.

He raised his face slightly, let the back of his head lean against the wall, let go of the dagger in his hand, and slowly raised his right hand with difficulty. After several efforts, he took off the helmet on his head with difficulty, and threw it aside.

He was pale and breathing heavily, but he still found it more and more difficult to breathe.

His blurred eyes looked at the corridor not far away. He knew that as long as he walked into this corridor, he would be able to find the target of this mission. As long as he found the target, he could end the target's life with a single knife.

But he knew in his heart—it was impossible.

He no longer had the strength to walk into this seemingly ordinary corridor.

He was very annoyed that he had come to carry out this mission tonight, and he was so arrogant that he didn't bring a gun.

Although he was no longer qualified to carry a gun since he went to work in the city patrol department as a city patrol horse, but he also worked as a killer of the God's Society and had already obtained a gun.

He knew he was careless tonight.

I thought that Li Zhongwu, who had just arrived in Tianfu City, had no relatives or reason, and had no one to protect him when he was hospitalized.

As he was thinking about it, his head suddenly tilted to the side, and his whole body also slanted to the ground, motionless.

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