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Chapter 305 Pay the price
There was blood on the man's face, but his eyes were filled with a frighteningly cold murderous intent.

The dagger in his hand hit the heart of the man in front of him at such a fast speed that he didn't have any time to react.

Take the enemy by surprise and hit the target with one strike.

This is the code of the dark group killer.

The Dark Group, as the name suggests, always stays in the dark, lives on the edge of a knife, and cannot stand the light.

The killers in the dark group have no names, only code names. They train day after day and then carry out secret assassination missions.

They are like a sword that has been polished to the sharpest point, hidden in a scabbard. When the Yu family is in need, the sword will be unsheathed and the enemy will be killed with one strike of blood.

The assassins in the secret group do not practice fancy moves or invincible strength, but speed, accuracy and ruthlessness, to take people's lives at the best time and in the shortest time.

The sharp dagger cuts through the snowflakes, seemingly with the power to pierce through the mountains.

Just as the tip of the knife was about to pierce the man's back, a hand quickly reached out from behind at a strange angle, pinched the tip of the knife with two fingers, and moved forward half an inch, the tip of the knife would pierce the skin.

The man frowned. He seemed not to understand why the other party's arm was twisted in such a strange posture, as if he had eyes on the back of his head, accurately restraining the dagger.

For a good killer, this is not a good time to think. He gathers strength in his wrist and pushes the dagger forward again.

But the young man clearly looked skinny, with barely any flesh on his body, but no matter what, his dagger couldn't go in any further. He immediately pulled back the dagger and slashed it towards the young man's neck.

At this time, the young man had half turned around and avoided the falling dagger to the side. At this moment, the shock in his heart can be imagined.

For a killer, the most important thing is to kill with one strike. He has practiced the three words "fast, accurate and ruthless" to the extreme and he has never failed in his missions.

And now he actually tasted the taste of defeat at the hands of a young boy.

The two moves this young man just made were definitely not coincidences. He is a master who is hiding his true abilities.

Thinking of this, he treated it more carefully and seriously. The two of them exchanged a few moves, and his fear grew deeper and deeper.

He is fast, and the other party is faster than him.

He is cruel, but the other party is even more cruel than him.

His arm was grabbed, and with a crisp "click" sound, the joint was dislocated, and the dagger fell from his hand and fell into the snow.

He raised his eyes in panic, and in the snow and ice, he saw a pair of deep, exotic blue eyes, so strange that he could not help but be fascinated.

A snowflake fell on the eyelashes, like a layer of fog, making the pair of blue eyes even more mysterious.

"The top-ranked assassin in the Dark Group is nothing more than this."

The tone is cooler than ice and snow.

His heart sank to the bottom. The other party actually knew everything about his origins. He lost from the very beginning.

Do not……

The other hand quickly moved to his waist, but the next moment, his face changed.

The boy hooked a pistol between his fingers and waved it in front of him: "Looking for this?"

He narrowed his eyes, "Who are you?"

The young man was clearly close at hand, but he seemed to be shrouded in a mist, making it difficult for him to see clearly.

"Yu Ruohuan asked you to kill me, but didn't she tell you who I am?"

The young man curled his thin lips slightly, looking charming and ghostly.

The whisper in my ear was like a devil's soul-catching chain: "I am someone the Yu family cannot afford to offend. If you dare to provoke me, you will have to pay the price."

After that, his two arms were mercilessly removed and he was thrown back into the snow.

The footsteps gradually faded away, the sky became vast and the earth became distant, and snowflakes fell silently, covering all traces.

Li Ku was waiting by the car. When he saw Shen Youan coming over, he immediately opened the door and looked around furtively.

"What are you looking at?"

"Hidden sniper."

Shen Youan shook his head and smiled: "The surroundings are open, not suitable for snipers to hide, and besides..."

Shen Youan got into the car.

"What's more?" Li Ku asked curiously.

"Yu Ruohuan doesn't have that brain."

She was so conceited that she thought a killer could take care of her, and she underestimated her opponent, which was just digging a hole for herself.

The car turned around and headed towards the airport again.

A passing taxi driver noticed the tanker truck had an accident and called the police.

The snow was getting heavier. The driver looked at the man lying in the snow and approached him cautiously, "Hey, are you okay?"

The man suddenly opened his eyes, and the coldness in his eyes frightened the driver. He took a step back and fell down in the snow.

The man stood up, his hands hanging limply, as weird as a puppet.

"You...what are you going to do?"

The driver just felt that the person in front of him was so terrifying that it made him feel creepy.

The man walked to a taxi on the side of the road and turned to look at the driver.

The driver reacted and hurried over to open the back door.

The man bent over and sat down.

The driver's heart tightened, and he whispered, "Why not... wait for the ambulance to come? You can't move around like this."

He was responded with a pair of cold eyes.

The driver didn't dare to say anything else and quickly got back in his seat. "No. 23 Baitao Street."

The driver was stunned: "Bai Tao Street in the western suburbs?"

A pair of emotionless eyes in the rearview mirror were staring at him coldly. The driver's heart tightened, but he couldn't help but said, "Why don't you go to the hospital first?"

Baitao Street is full of abandoned factories and unfinished buildings, and few people visit it normally. This man was in a car accident and was seriously injured, but instead of going to the hospital, he went to a deserted place. It's weird and creepy no matter how you look at it.

But he didn't dare say anything and just started the car.

At this time, the sound of police car sirens came from far away, and the man lowered his voice and said, "Go quickly."

The driver was startled and drove in a panic.

Could this man be a fugitive? What should I do? If he had known this, he would not have called the police.

At this time, a taxi came from the opposite lane. All the taxis in this direction were coming from the airport.

The rear window of the taxi opposite was half-lowered, revealing half of its silhouette.

It was the figure of a young girl wearing a baseball cap. At the moment when the two cars passed by, the girl turned her head and looked over.

Under the brim of the hat was a plain face with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. The lenses reflected light, so his eyes could not be seen clearly, but the fleeting glimpse still left a deep impression on people.

The taxi drove away quickly. The man frowned, recalling the smile on the girl's red lips in that fleeting glimpse.

He suddenly leaned his head out of the car window and turned to look in the direction where the taxi was going away.

The snow fell heavier and heavier, and the sky and the earth were filled with fog. Gradually, nothing could be seen clearly, and the traces of the taxi going away were also covered up.

He looked away thoughtfully, perhaps he was overthinking.

In the heavy snow, the taxi drove to the western suburbs and finally stopped at the foot of Wansui Mountain.

The girl paid and got off the car. The snow was already half a foot deep.

Putting on her backpack and wrapping herself tightly in her down jacket, the girl climbed up the mountain with one step forward and one step back.

The quiet garden on the back mountain was covered with falling snow, and it was so quiet that it seemed as if it had been forgotten by the whole world.

The two guards stood at the gate of Jingyuan diligently. Even though they were wearing cloaks, they were still buried like snowmen in the falling snow. They did not move at all from beginning to end.

The night falls silently, and in the overwhelming darkness, the snow reflects a faint light, as faint as moonlight.

On the western wall, a black shadow climbed over silently and landed on the snow as lightly as a snowflake.

There are two rooms in front, with dim lights on. Although the light is weak, it brings a hint of warmth to people in these snowy mountains.

The shadow stepped forward, leaving its footsteps in the snow that were soon covered by the new snow.

She walked to the east wing and heard faint voices coming from the door.

"It's snowing again. I wonder how long it will last. They say snow means a good harvest, but I wonder what the weather outside is like right now..."

"I heard from Guo Cui that the outside world is now in the era of science and technology, and development is changing with each passing day. The world you once imagined has finally come true. I really want to go out and take a look."

"I wonder if the green-calyx plum tree in our yard is still there. You see how heavy the snow is, it must have blossomed beautifully. I wonder where the yellow clouds are, attracting the icy soul to the northern branches. The Golden Valley tower is so high that I am about to fall. Who is blowing the jade dragon to break my heart..."

"I wonder if I'll have the chance to see it again in this lifetime..."

That old voice was filled with endless sorrow.

Shen Youan stood quietly at the door, the wind and snow blowing in from under the eaves, making him feel cold all over.

The door of the next room creaked open a crack, and a head popped out, "Boss..."

Shen Youan walked over, pushed his head in, then stepped over the threshold and closed the door with his backhand.

Although the room is simple, it has a rare warmth.

Chongming was so excited that he wanted to rush over and hug her: "Boss, I've finally been waiting for you to come."

Shen Youan dodged to the side and Chongming missed.

He took off his coat and slowly flicked off the snowflakes on it.

"Boss, you are so cruel. You left me in the mountains and left me there without a care. I am almost going crazy."

He was afraid that the old couple would suspect him, so he didn't dare get close to them these days. He would just leave the medicine at the door and slip away. If they asked him about it, he would just say he had a cold. He was afraid of infecting them, so he had to stay away.

The old couple is in poor health and seldom step out of the house. They only bask in the sun in the yard occasionally when the weather is good.

Shen Youan sat down in front of the fireplace, opened his backpack, and took out a rosewood box.

Chongming knew it was a good thing at first glance. He squatted beside it and said, "Boss, what is this?"

Shen Youan opened the lid of the box.

Chongming took a deep breath, and his confused mind suddenly became clear.

"The Leng family's rejuvenating golden elixir and five hundred year old wild ginseng."

Chongming took a breath and said, "I've only heard of this thing, this is the first time I've seen it."

He secretly reached out to touch it. Would eating a bite of it grant him immortality?
Shen Youan slapped his hand away: "Boil water."

"Oh." Chongming did it obediently.

Yu Yisen and Shen Qiunong's bodies had been damaged over the years and had long been unable to bear the heavy burden. Although she had performed marrow cleansing and bone strengthening treatments last time, it was only a temporary solution and the condition could not last long.

The rotating golden elixir refined by the Leng family is unmatched in the world and is truly effective. One elixir is priceless in the market. The fact that he can take one out is enough to prove his sincerity.

The golden elixir was split into two, and the two of them took it with water, and then supplemented with 500-year-old wild ginseng. She believed that their bodies would gradually get better.

Hot water was boiling on the fire, bubbling with thick smoke.

Shen Youan pulled out the smallest whisker from the wild ginseng and threw it into hot water to boil.

The weak cannot be nourished, so take it slow.