Tianzihao Xiaobailian

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died.

Just so dead.

Wang Fuxing slowly placed Song Qingyu's body in the red and white ground mixed with blood with both hands very solemnly, his eyes were sad.

The original heavy snow seems to be slowing down, but Wang Fuxing's heart is cold and desolate, as if the cold is down to the bone.

Undercover.

A simple vocabulary, just two words, how much sadness and helplessness it contains, no one can understand except the person concerned, even Wang Fuxing doesn't understand, but a person who is buried in the opponent's camp can maintain absolute loyalty to himself The undercover agent is definitely a talent that any force dreams of, because these people not only have to bear the misunderstanding and hostility of their own people, but also try their best to hide themselves in the opponent's camp and gain the trust of the opponent.

And the decisiveness and resoluteness of betrayal.

Undercover agents and insiders are always suitable for people with faith. Wang Fuxing doesn't understand the bitterness and helplessness in Song Qingyu's heart, but he knows very well that his so-called faith is that he read two consecutive words before he died. all over the brother.

On this snowy night, a herring and a scimitar brazenly eliminated three elite soldiers of the military assassination unit!

The radiant light of the sword was reflected in Wang Fuxing's eyes, and it was unparalleled.

Wang Fuxing's mood was complicated, but his eyes became firmer and colder. Song Qingyu's knife caused him no less than an earthquake. The enemy he wanted to kill a few seconds ago and then quickly couldn't react in the blink of an eye. The feeling of Wang Fuxing piercing her body with his own knife was almost something he would remember for the rest of his life!

Song Qingyu died.

One of Huzi's arms is gone.

But now the military assassination troops besieging him, there are still eight people dealing with him and Huangfu Lingxi, whose physical strength has been seriously weakened.

Two to eight.

Although it wasn't like the inevitable death scene just now, for Wang Fuxing, this snowstorm still carried the tragic flavor of narrow escape.

He suddenly thought of the phone call with the old Taoist king shrouded in the Qixia Temple in Jinling, and the abbot monk of Qixia Temple who seemed to be compassionate but behaved strangely.

Consonance will die this year!

And today, this extremely dangerous New Year's Eve heavy snow long street, happens to be the last day of this year!

Wang Fuxing turned his head slightly and looked at Huangfu Lingxi, who was wearing a strange snow-white Taoist robe and held a long sword, her face was pale, and she retreated step by step under the siege of five military assassins, and she seemed to be in danger, but she didn't show any sign of compromise. Her lips were tightly pursed, the long sword was dancing, the snowflakes were flying, the Taoist robe was slightly damaged, and her cold eyes were like this winter day in the heavy snow, except for the cold, there was no extra emotion.

Because of the strenuous exercise, the natural and strong body fragrance of the fairy sister became more and more obvious, filling the air, and seemed to penetrate into Wang Fuxing's nostrils along with the air.

Will she die tonight too?

Wang Fuxing's thoughts were twitching. Once this thought appeared, his heart twitched into a ball instantly. It was a kind of haste and despair as if he was about to lose his most important thing. The pain was so great that Wang Fuxing was tortured in the blink of an eye. His face became even paler, without the slightest trace of blood.

Huangfu Lingxi retreated again and again, but he was getting farther and farther away from Wang Fuxing, and had no intention of bringing him into the battle circle to share the pressure for him.

The pale-faced Wang Fuxing raised his toes, held Song Qingyu's scimitar that he was extremely uncomfortable holding in his hand, and rushed over without the slightest hesitation.

The five military assassins who besieged Huangfu Lingxi, but the purpose was not to kill but to capture alive, suddenly gave up the great opportunity and all dispersed!

Behind Wang Fuxing, the other three military assassins followed closely, and once again stood in a line, vaguely surrounding Wang Fuxing and Huangfu Lingxi. Everyone has returned to normal, and their eyes are even more indifferent and dead.

The situation is changing rapidly!

Tang Xiao's face was gloomy, he stared at Song Qingyu's body lying on the ground, resisted the urge to curse, and waited and watched.

In the siege and interception tonight, the Tang family teamed up with seven people and sent out three groups of military assassins in a row. In order to kill Wang Fuxing, it could be said that no matter the cost!

21 people.

Tang Xiao is not qualified to know how many people this number occupies in the military assassination, but he should be clear if he can think about it with his own buttocks. It is definitely a great effort of the Tang family to send out more than 20 such elites in a row!

The two groups of military assassins who came to intercept Wang Fuxing had a total of 14 people.

Wang Fuxing killed two people and seriously injured them.

Huangfu Lingxi killed one person and exhausted himself.

Song Qingyu killed three people and died!

This is the most unacceptable thing for Tang Xiao!

Now only Tang Tianyao knows the specific situation of the military assassination unit, the first traitor in history has appeared, and this interception has caused heavy losses to our side!

Tang Xiao didn't bother to care about the life and death of the Italian military assassination troops. What he was worried about was that Wang Fuxing and Huangfu Lingxi hadn't been dealt with after losing six people in a row. He is also very likely to be angered by number two.

Xia Qinwei, who couldn't play any role at all in this kind of scene, widened her eyes, her heart went up and down, and she was in a daze for a while.

The car light in the distance is approaching!

The lights are dazzling, but the model cannot be distinguished for the time being.

Tang Xiao had a grumpy face. Under such circumstances, he did not allow any accidents to occur. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly, "Kill Wang Fuxing! Immediately!"

The eight army assassins move together!

The short knife pierced the air, whistling and blowing the wind, two setbacks in a row, even if a traitor appeared in the military assassination unit, it didn't make them suspicious of each other at all, everyone's eyes were filled with boundless coldness and silence!

A white shadow floated from behind Wang Fuxing, and the sword was bright.

Huangfu Lingxi, who was pulled down by Wang Fuxing just now, stood directly in front of Wang Fuxing this time, with a quiet expression.

Even if the other party still wants to capture him alive after paying such a high price, it proves that they will not take his own life. Although this practice makes Huangfu Lingxi feel ashamed, it has to be said that now she is defending Wang Fuxing. The greatest reliance on living risk.

The eight-handed army sashimi flashes!

The eight people came together, and Huangfu Lingxi and Wang Fuxing were a little short of breath just with this momentum.

Army Assassins, the top violent weapon of the Tang family!

Any one person, placed in an ordinary medium and large underworld, is a powerful existence similar to the mainstay!

The three temporarily restrained Huangfu Lingxi, and the offensive intensified.

The five rushed towards Wang Fuxing in an instant. A so-called super expert who was seriously injured had no chance of winning against the five military thorns alone!

Wang Fuxing went completely berserk!

Holding Song Qingyu's scimitar firmly with one hand, the curvature and weight of this weapon made him extremely uncomfortable, but it was better than a piebald one, allowing him to exert his ultimate combat power.

Right-hand machete.

Left hand piebald.

"clang!"

The sound of metal impact resounded through the night sky, and the surrounding snowflakes swayed violently at the same time!

The three short knives pressed hard on the scimitar, and the huge force made Wang Fuxing, who had quietly slipped from his peak state, his legs go limp, and he almost fell to his knees.

Behind him, the sound of breaking through the air sounded again.

The muscles of Wang Fuxing's right hand bulged, and he tried his best to lift up the three short knives that were constantly being pressed down. He held the piebald left hand tightly and swung it backwards, his body suddenly spun under the huge pressure!

The sound of metal clashing sounded again.

The piebald blade made of special material slammed into the body of the dagger behind him, sparks flickered, and the tip of the spotted blade moved down quickly along the dagger, blatantly piercing the handle of the opponent's knife, and the tip of the blade slashed across the opponent's palm fiercely.

Blood spurts!

The two fingers rose together with the blood and splashed down on the snow.

The face of the army stabbing elite who had two fingers cut off suddenly became distorted. After all, he was still a body of flesh and blood, and he understood the meaning of pain, but the pain did not frighten him, but made him even more crazy. With only one hand, he tightly held Wang Fuxing's wrist.

Wang Fuxing rotated his body for a circle, throwing the crazy military assassin aside with all his strength. Just as his body took a small step back, there was a sudden sharp pain in front of him!

The fifth dagger suddenly rises!

Holding the knife in the backhand, from bottom to top, it started from Wang Fuxing's right abdomen and spread directly to his left shoulder!

Flesh torn!

If he hadn't taken a slight step back in the critical situation just now, this domineering and secretive backhand knife would have killed Wang Fuxing in an instant.

Before Wang Fuxing had time to rejoice, his eyes went dark, and another military assassin rushed up and kicked him hard, directly in his chest.

The corners of his mouth were bloodshot, bright red and eye-catching. Wang Fuxing backed up on the snow and happened to pass by the military assassin who was struggling to get up with two missing fingers, and stabbed him with his backhand!

The scimitar swept across, and a large head flew up suddenly, spraying blood.

Wang Fuxing's body continued to retreat, drenched in blood, knelt on the ground, slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his head, and said with a sinister smile: "Continue."

In the distance, the car lights that were still far away just now are suddenly approaching.

Penetrating the air, penetrating the snowflakes, bright and dazzling, directly shining into the battle circle.

Everyone subconsciously stopped.

The engine roars!

Two lights instantly turned into four.

Change again, Liudao!

Three cars, one after the other, staggered on the road, rushing quickly!

Everyone with the Xenon headlights blinking narrowed their eyes slightly, and they could vaguely see that the one running in the front was a Buick commercial vehicle without any photos attached!

The three cars approached in the blink of an eye, and the distance between them was extremely small.

Ten seconds, five seconds, three seconds.

The speed of the Buick commercial vehicle suddenly slowed down!

The doors on both sides of the back row of the car were opened, and five people jumped out of the car in unison. They stood firmly on the snow without the slightest hesitation, and rushed towards Wang Fuxing and the others. They were dressed in the same attire as the military assassins. .

Wang Fuxing's heart sank and he narrowed his eyes.

The speed of the BAK commercial vehicle continued to slow down, but it was still moving at a speed of 8 to [-] kilometers per hour, and it was about to approach Wang Fuxing's Audi a[-]l.

The passenger door was slowly pushed open.

An old man poked his head out lightly, stretched out one leg, and stepped out of the Buick that was still moving like a stroll in the courtyard, like walking on the ground!

The Buick commercial vehicle is very stable.

But the driver's face suddenly changed drastically. Before he could turn off the engine, he opened the door, rolled over, and jumped off.

Behind the Buick is a black Audi a8l.

The driver was a young girl with a very ordinary appearance. She followed closely behind the Buick without slowing down. The moment the driver opened the door to take off, the a8l directly hit the rear of the Buick!

Audi stabilized instantly.

The airbag deploys.

A bang.

The Buick, which didn't have any photos on it, was knocked into the air, rowed a long way on the snow, and fell into the snow.

The driver who was only one second away from being killed in a car accident was sweating coldly and had dark eyes.

The a8l door was pushed open from the inside.

The young girl who looked ordinary but acted in an extremely tragic style got out of the car and saw Wang Fuxing at a glance. Without any hesitation, she ran to his side, breathed a sigh of relief, and softly called: "Master."

The twins who have not recovered from their injuries so far!

"What about the shooter and the water bottle?"

Wang Fuxing frowned tightly, and asked in a hurry.

"Cleaning up some slobs in the back. A bit of a hassle, but not out of the way."

Sagittarius said softly, surrounded by powerful enemies, but she wasn't timid at all.

"You're that bastard from the Wang family? It's interesting."

An old voice sounded, and the old man who got off the co-pilot of the Buick slowly came to Wang Fuxing, squinted his eyes, sized him up, and suddenly said with a faint smile: "Give you a chance, commit suicide now, I don't feel embarrassed You. As for the little beauties around you, the old man will take care of them for you, so you can go on your way with peace of mind."

** Naked contempt!

But because of the absolute strength, after these words were spoken, it was a bit of a kindness.

The Tang family's third team was also the most elite team in this operation. After rescuing Tangning, they finally arrived!

The same is seven people.

But the six people who were with No. [-] were all ranked in the top [-] in the evaluation of the combat effectiveness of the military assassination force!

If the Tang family hadn't been really angry, it would have been absolutely impossible to send out such a luxurious and frightening lineup.

It is no exaggeration to say that such six characters whose strength surpassed Song Qingyu's to approach Huangfu Lingxi and even surpassed Huangfu Lingxi, even without number two by his side, Wang Fuxing had to use all the elite power in his hands to deal with it Very barely coping.

Surpassing Huangfu Lingxi can almost be regarded as surpassing Wang Fuxing who doesn't hold a sword or equal to him.

The Tang family was really fed up with this little bastard from the Wang family who was always turning around at every critical moment, so this time, in addition to calling the six elites who were ranked 29th among the military assassins, they also sent two teams of general-level military assassins. The team members even added a No. [-] Army Spur.

Strive to be foolproof!

With this lineup, who can't be killed? !

"Number two, let this bastard commit suicide, it's too cheap for him. The eldest lady said that she is disgusted when she sees this person. If this is the case, how about I solve him personally? I'm sure he will enjoy it very much."

A voice sounded.

The driver, who was almost killed by Gemini just now, walked over with a smile and stared at Wang Fuxing, his eyes full of playfulness like a cat watching a mouse.

His codename is Blade.

Among the military assassination units, the combat effectiveness ranks No.18.

The top [-] members have the right to use non-numeric codes as their names. The top masters from No. [-] to No. [-] disdain this kind of title, because from No. [-] to Ten are the respectful titles that symbolize power and power in the army. .

The second is the code name of these non-digits.

After NO.20, all are called by numbers.

If Song Qingyu, the first traitor in the history of the military assassination force, hadn't been sent to Tangning's side, her code name should have been a simple 27.

So the name Sharp Blade itself is the title of a strong man.

Wang Fuxing did not speak, but quietly stared at a thick arm in the hands of old man No. [-], narrowed his eyes, and was in a daze.

No. [-] smiled faintly, let go of the arm in his hand, still on the ground, stepped on his feet, and said lightly: "This is your brother's arm. I dismantled it myself. If you want to take it back, you can, depending on your strength." .”

behind a group of people.

The third car following the a8l of Buick and Gemini finally arrived.

It is an old-fashioned big bread that can hold more than ten adults at a time, no wonder the speed is so weak.

The van stopped slowly in the sight of a group of people.

A group of youths with fiery red flame emblems embroidered on their chests jumped out of the car, there were about a dozen of them.

The young man at the beginning was probably in his early 30s.

He walked in the front, and the flame symbol on his chest was extremely eye-catching.

Number Two narrowed his eyes.

His expression was gloomy and playful, but he was not angry or surprised, as if everything was under control.

A group of people who suddenly appeared here with unknown enemies and friends looked calm. The young man in the lead glanced at Huangfu Lingxi in Taoist robes, then his eyes fell on Wang Fuxing, nodded slightly, and then looked at the two who were staring at them. Hao smiled and said, "Senior Tang, our brother came here uninvited, sorry to bother you."