Tianzihao Xiaobailian

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After a short confrontation, there must be a more intense attack next.

What is a dead man?What is an elite?

The performance of the Army Assassins tonight fully and clearly expounded these two words that were always vague and general in the past, fearless and ignoring death!

They never move out easily, but once they make a move, all that remains in everyone's eyes is the target, and everything is aimed at killing the target person. Unless the entire army is wiped out, it will definitely be a situation of endless death!

Wang Fuxing killed the two army assassins with a few knives in his body. Among them, he caught the other side by surprise. Let alone this bloody method, which is enough to scare ordinary people into nightmares, it did not make the remaining ten The two military assassins blinked their eyes. Everyone stood in the snow with no expression on their faces. In their eyes, there was disregard for life and death, and... disdain.

Unmoving like a mountain, moving like a thunder!

It is impossible for such people to scare them away with bloody means. Blood and death are just tools to intensify their killing intent and madness.

His side is resting, trying to recover his vitality, and the other side is also the same. Ever since he saw them, Wang Fuxing knew that unless the people around him were dead, or the opponent's people were all dead, otherwise tonight's battle would definitely It won't really stop.

"Adding me, is it enough to kill you?"

As soon as Wang Fuxing finished his rhetoric, a female voice immediately responded from behind the crowd.

Elegant, flat, calm, and very pleasant voice, but with a trace of emptiness that is almost inaudible.

There were only 12 army assassins left, and everyone moved their bodies instantly, not to make way for her, but to stagger an attack position directly to let her blend in.

The next lore attack is about to begin!

Everyone doesn't have to look back, they already know who is coming.

The number of military assassination troops is unknown, but if it is a woman, there is only one!

She entered the Tang family at the age of six, and entered the military assassination at the age of eight, but the Tang family spent nearly ten years testing her loyalty.

When she was 20 years old, she was sent to the side of Miss Tang, who was only in her teens, to protect her 24 hours a day.

For ten years, he never showed any signs of disloyalty to the Tang family, and he protected Tangning at all costs!

Her name is Song Qingyu.

The only woman in the military assassination unit, this 30-year-old woman ranks No. 20 in the Tang family's annual ranking of military assassination members' combat effectiveness.

Among the more than ten military assassins on the scene, the one with the highest rank in the military assassins.

A little inferior to Jade Guanyin and Huangfu, but after integrating into the twelve players, the small gap was greatly made up in an instant. No one doubted that the twelve people plus her who ranked No.20 and the seventh, absolutely had The ability to kill Wang Fuxing and capture Huangfu Lingxi alive.

The 12 people's bodies were dislocated, and the most forward attacking position was directly reserved for Song Qingyu, who was the strongest personally.

Song Qingyu stood quietly at the side, on a snowy day, New Year's Eve, wearing a white down jacket, a beautiful fur collar, long hair loose, standing in the wind and snow, like an ordinary young woman next door.

"Hingyu, you went to capture Huangfu Lingxi alive. The credit for this time will be credited to my cousin, and I will not dispute it at all, how about it?"

Tang Xiao smiled, and without hesitation gave up the great credit for pleasing No. [-]. In this operation, killing Wang Fuxing is the most important thing. Although a Jade Guanyin is worth a lot, it is still not comparable to Wang Fuxing.

Song Qingyu's deep eyes flickered with a strange expression, she nodded lightly and said, "Okay."

She gently raised her leg and took a step towards Tang Xiao.

"do not move."

Tang Xiao squinted his eyes and stepped back. He squinted at Song Qingyu and said softly, "It doesn't make any sense for you to come to my side. That is your direction."

Tang Xiao pointed at Wang Fuxing's direction with a flat smile. The appearance of Song Qingyu could indeed kill Wang Fuxing more quickly, but for Tang Xiao, this was also a crisis.

In order to deal with Wang Fuxing and rescue Tang Ning, the Tang family dispatched a total of three teams of assassins. Two teams were with him, leaving a more elite and powerful team to rescue Tang Ning. The number of people dispatched this time did not seem to be many, but they were definitely The highest standard used by the Tang family to deal with the enemy in the past 20 years is also a full recognition of Wang Fuxing's strength.

At this time, it was impossible for Tang Xiao to let Song Qingyu, who was Tangning's confidant, get too close to her. Otherwise, she would only need to stab herself lightly, and then she would be able to say that she died at the hands of Wang Fuxing.

He still had to compete with Tang Ning, whose prestige in the Tang family was declining, to be the number one heir of the Tang family. At this time, it would be too unfair to die.

Song Qingyu paused slightly, looked calm, turned around suddenly, strode towards Wang Fuxing, crossed the crowd, and quickly came to his own position.

No one spoke.

The 13 people, including Song Qingyu, rioted in an instant!

Wang Fuxing calmed down his breathing, gritted his teeth, once again rejected the Qiushui long sword handed over by Huangfu Lingxi, and blocked him behind him.

This sword is now Huangfu Lingxi's last protection in a dangerous situation, and the meaning of her handing the sword to herself is self-evident.

Wang Fuxing has always thought of himself as a selfish, emotionless beast who is unwilling to die for anyone, but at this juncture, he can't hold this sword no matter what.

The 13 people recreated Wang Fuxing in an instant.

What appeared in Wang Fuxing's pupils was Song Qingyu's venomous and ferocious expression, as well as his unusually empty eyes.

Unlike the other 12 people, although her weapon is also a short knife, it is a scimitar with an extremely exaggerated arc, with a cold light shining, cold and sharp.

Song Qingyu rushed to Wang Fuxing first.

The 12 people behind also arrived at the same time, no longer attacking in a straight line, no longer dividing into two teams, but forming a semicircle immediately, surrounding Wang Fuxing and Huangfu Lingxi!

Qi Qi swings the knife!

The blade pierced the air, and the wind howled!

Wang Fuxing had no choice but to go straight forward, sliding his feet on the ground, facing the woman he had captured but was rescued, without any reservations, holding Piece firmly with his right hand, and raised his left hand.

The left and right hands fell one after another!

The piebald right hand blocked the scimitar, and the left hand directly grabbed Song Qingyu's wrist.

Take the knife!

A butterfly knife is really not enough to cope with the melee. Just now when facing the siege of seven people, he thought of taking the knife more than once, but he never succeeded!

Song Qingyi's face was calm, but her eyes became more and more empty and silent. She grabbed the scimitar tightly with one hand, followed Wang Fuxing's twisting of her wrist, twisted her body, and at the same time pressed the flower spot firmly, forcing Wang Fuxing's right hand whereabouts.

In an instant, three short knives around him directly slashed at Wang Fuxing's arm.

Wang Fuxing forced himself to suppress the negative emotions that kept surging up in his heart, his face was cold, he forced himself to remain calm, let go of Song Qingyu's wrist, and stepped back decisively.

Song Qingyu's body was still spinning, and she pushed her foot on the ground suddenly. The snowy road was slippery, and she slid towards Wang Fuxing in an instant, and the machete swept towards Wang Fuxing's legs.

If this knife hits, according to Song Qingyu's strength, Wang Fuxing's body may be swept into cold salad in an instant.

The machete attacked the next game.

Beside Song Qingyu, an army assassin directly raised the ice blade in his hand and stabbed Wang Fuxing in the chest!

Double kill up and down!

In sight, it seems that the sky is full of swords and swords!

Behind him, the sound of metal and iron clanging kept ringing, and they retreated at an extremely slow speed. It seemed that some silly woman tried her best to drag several elites of military assassins and tried to leave the battlefield with only one person and one sword.

Wang Fuxing finally took a step back, bending his upper body, avoiding the moment of the knife light in front of him, his whole body flew into the air slightly, and suddenly propped up on the ground with one hand, his feet swept towards Song Qingyu's head who had come close!

Wrist pain.

The blade of the scimitar brushed against Wang Fuxing's wrist, blood poured out, and Song Qingyu was kicked flying by Wang Fuxing!

Wang Fuxing didn't dare to stop at all. He took a step back and moved forward again, but he couldn't dodge the knife behind him after all.

The tip of the knife slid down hard behind his back, piercing into the flesh, dripping with blood.

off the field.

Tang Xiao smiled wildly and cheerfully, clapping his palms lightly, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, he originally asked Song Qingyu to capture Huangfu Lingxi alive, but this woman went to kill Wang Fuxing without knowing what to do. Is it so easy to snatch?

Beside the Audi a8l, Xia Qinwei tightly held her palm, her nails pierced directly into her palm, dripping with blood, which was shocking, but she didn't feel the slightest pain, she just stared at Wang who was struggling desperately in the field. Fuxing and Huangfu were in harmony, his heart twitched into a ball, and his body was trembling slightly.

Isn't New Year's Eve a very festive day?Why is it so tragic tonight?

On the originally snow-white ground, large swathes of warm blood were sprinkled, melting the snow.

Occasionally, there are still romantic and magnificent fireworks blooming in the sky in the distance.

Snowflakes fluttered.

A fierce killing reflected in the snowflakes and fireworks!

In the direction where Wang Fuxing came, a car light suddenly lit up in a very far away place.

In the snowflakes all over the sky, only two light spots can be vaguely seen.

But Wang Fuxing is already in danger!

Song Qingyu, who was the most aggressive, approached Wang Fuxing again, raised his scimitar, and the blade directly slashed at Wang Fuxing's forehead!

Wang Fuxing was covered in blood, and his face was also covered in blood. Some belonged to him, and some belonged to others. Although he never found a chance to kill someone again, he risked injury and seriously injured two people.

Dodging the scimitar's slash sideways, Wang Fuxing has not continued to attack, the scimitar that slipped from his side in an instant has already turned around in an instant, turning from a forceful slash to a sweeping sweep.

Wang Fuxing didn't have time to react too much, he stretched out his hand and firmly grasped the blade of the scimitar!

The blade pierced into the palm, and there was a sharp pain!

The blade trembled slightly.

Wang Fuxing raised his head suddenly.

Song Qingyu's empty eyes regained their brilliance in an instant, and said sharply, "Kill!"

The six army assassins who besieged Wang Fuxing together behind them had a tacit understanding.

Including Song Qingyu, there were seven people in total, and they all joined together in an instant.

Song Qingyu was still standing at the front, playing the role of a sharp knife.

Six people behind him lined up in a row of three, divided into left and right, and sprinted towards Wang Fuxing!

Almost done!

Song Qingyu stopped drinking again: "Kill!"

kill?

Sure enough, it was killed.

Song Qingyu, who was running rapidly, turned around suddenly!

It's snowing!

The scimitar is as clear as snow, sweeping away thousands of troops!

The two military assassins who followed her and ran behind him had no defense at all. With a sweep of the scimitar, the upper body of the two rushed out, but the lower body still ran numbly for a few steps, and fell to the ground!

Blood splattered.

Splashed Song Qingyu's head, face, and body.

Warm and fishy.

The corners of Song Qingyu's mouth curled up with no expression on his face, and his smile was unusually bright.

When she was young, she just remembered that her brother who seemed to love him the most was taken away by a middle-aged man who looked very vicious.

But she was arranged to enter the Tang family by a series of coincidences.

When she was young, she naturally didn't know what the meaning of being an undercover agent was. She was alone in the most unfamiliar environment, but she only knew that the people around her were very fierce, and she missed her brother who loved him the most.

Entered the army at the age of eight.

In the place where people are trained as machines, she is the only girl.

There, the boys in training were called bastards, and she was called a little bitch.

Train, kill, be killed.

The strong are respected.

She didn't know what the killing was for, or what the meaning was. She only knew that those big men who seemed to be called top masters wanted her to kill. his brother.

At that time, my brother's smile was very warm, like the sun, and it was not at all different from the people there who often smiled strangely and hugged themselves in their arms and groped around.

Brutal training.

At the age of nine, he killed himself for the first time.

At that time, she knew that the companion she killed would never see her again in this lifetime.

At the age of 13, I saw my brother again after parting ways when I was young. At that time, he was already a young man, matured and stable, and his momentum changed. The only thing that remained unchanged was his smile, which was still warm and friendly, and more It looks good.

The vicious middle-aged man who took his brother away was still by his side, but his legs seemed to be disabled and his temper became worse.

He said: "I saved the lives of you two brothers and sisters, so your lives are mine. Whoever I tell you to kill, you must kill, otherwise, I will kill your brother."

The gathering that night, from beginning to end, took less than 15 minutes.

She still remembered that her brother had a complicated smile when he left. He didn't ask, the only requirement was to let himself live well.

15 is old.

Officially entered the regular formation of the army assassin, the only girl, in the first evaluation of combat effectiveness, ranked [-]rd, not the weakest, but also not much better.

That night, she was taken to a big room that was completely different from the training base. Before she could react, a middle-aged man rushed over to hug her and tore her clothes.

Struggling, crying, begging?

Useless.

After being severely slapped a few times, she finally became quiet and stopped struggling.

That night, when the middle-aged man left her body and stuffed the blood-stained dirty organ into her mouth, he said: "I am stronger than you now, your body belongs only to those who are stronger than you." Strong people. One zero three, here, anyone who is stronger than you is entitled to enjoy your body, enjoy it, little bitch."

After that night, she didn't cry or make a fuss, the man who took away the first time said nothing wrong, the next day, a person ahead of her rushed into her residence again, and tossed until midnight.

So she trained even harder.

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In the evaluation of the combat effectiveness of the military assassination troops, this so-called little bitch named Song Qingyu blatantly broke into the top sixty!

19 years old, forty or fifty.

20 years old, 39.

That year, she finally left the training base that gave her nightmares every night, went to the capital, and was arranged to be a bodyguard next to a girl named Tang Ning. The eldest lady of the family...

21th birthday.

When I saw Song Qingyi again, the middle-aged man was not with me back then, and the siblings reunited after a long time, and they didn't talk to each other. She pretended to be sick and took a few days off to be with Song Qingyi. Those few days were almost her whole life. the happiest time.

The 25-year-old Army's internal combat effectiveness assessment.

That time, her ranking broke into the top 20 for the first time, reaching the No. [-] five.

Five years later, she was 30 years old, two backwards, and was No. 20 seventh.

She is Tangning's bodyguard.

But occasionally, it is also the bed partner of those characters who need to be wooed by the eldest lady.

When the military assassins were dispatched, she notified Song Qingyi almost immediately.

The man who will always be the one who loves her the most in her heart told her in an unprecedentedly solemn tone that she must save the Wang family at all costs.

She finally knew who she had been working for all these years, and also understood the meaning of the phrase "at all costs."

But she has no resentment at all, no complaints or regrets.

This kind of life is enough, really enough.

Song Qingyu had a bright smile and was covered in blood. The white snowflakes and the warm scarlet blood complemented each other.

When everyone was unprepared, the two army assassins were instantly dismembered with a single knife.

Tang Xiao, who was full of smiles, suddenly froze.

Xia Qinwei who was staring at Wang Fuxing was also stunned.

Wang Fuxing, as well as the remaining four military spurs who were sprinting with Song Qingyu, couldn't react at all, subconsciously maintaining a state of high-speed sprinting!

Song Qingyu smiled sadly.

Wang Fuxing's eyes were dull. At such a close distance, there was no time to react, and the piebald pierced Song Qingyu's back in an instant!

Because of her turning around, the short knives in the hands of the two members of the military assassination were also inserted into Song Qingyu's abdomen in an instant.

Transparent from front to back!

Bloody!

Song Qingyu coughed up blood, but didn't let go of the scimitar in his hand. Looking at the shocked face of an army assassin in front of him, the scimitar pierced the opponent's abdomen again.

The scene suddenly became dead silent!

Even with the almost perverted mental capacity of the military assassins, Rao couldn't help being stunned when faced with the first betrayal incident in the history of the military assassins.

Autumn water sings forever!

Huangfu Lingxi finally seized the opportunity, slashed vertically with his long sword, and split a stunned military assassin in half with one sword!

The war starts again!

On Wang Fuxing's side, it was always quiet. The three surviving military assassins looked at Song Qingyu dully, and were speechless for a while.

Army Assassins, the first ever betrayal!

This is definitely something no one thought of!

Song Qingyu cut back and forth three times, vomited blood, turned his back to Wang Fuxing, and fell softly into his arms.

Wang Fuxing's expression was extremely complicated, he held Song Qingyu in both hands, and said bitterly: "A member of the Wang family?"

Song Qingyu nodded slightly, with a smile on the corner of her mouth all the time, but the blood couldn't stop no matter what, she muttered to herself, "Brother."

The old man or dead man who used to sit in a wheelchair once said when he took his brother away, Yuyuelongmen, you and your brother will always be together one day.

Years are long.

For more than 20 years, she, a little herring, has not jumped over the dragon gate after all, and has not been with the man who loves her more than her own brother even though she is not related by blood.

Song Qingyu's eyes were slack and dazed, and finally lost its brilliance. With blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, he murmured softly again: "Brother."

She was covered in blood red, and finally, in the snow-white wind and snow all around her, her body gradually became cold and stiff.

On this day, this herring who appeared here on New Year's Eve and only said a word to Wang Fuxing, killed three elites of the military assassination unit in a row!

Longmen is within easy reach.

She slept forever in the wind and snow.

Wang Fuxing gently stroked her palm, closed her eyes, and said softly, "I'm sorry. Let's go."