vampire king

Soon, Zhang Xiaofeng flew towards the city where he was born. There, he still has his own villa, his own car, and his own memories. Beijing? Well, I just want to follow the bridge organized by the Dragon Soul to break into the realm of comprehension. Now that my goal has been achieved, naturally there is no need to go back.

Soon, Zhang Xiaofeng returned to the city where he was born. After getting off the plane, Zhang Xiaofeng walked quietly in the noisy streets at dusk, thinking about everything that happened in the cultivation world during this period.

"En..." At this moment, Zhang Xiaofeng suddenly felt a vague killing intent. If it weren't for the great increase in his mental strength during this period, Zhang Xiaofeng, who was meditating on his own affairs, would not have been so easy. Just found this trace of killing intent.

He raised his head in doubt, and looked towards the source of the killing intent. He saw a man in a black suit, who was no different from the ordinary white-collar workers passing by on the road, squatting quietly by the side of the road, holding a Canned fish was feeding a stray cat on the road, and that stray cat was not afraid of this man.

"Hehe, interesting..." Seeing this, the corners of Zhang Xiaofeng's mouth slightly curled up. Obviously, although this man didn't look his way, the goal of his killing intent was definitely that he was right. , and, from his body, Zhang Xiaofeng felt a feeling that was almost forgotten by him.

Zhang Xiaofeng's principle is that any existence that poses a threat to him will be destroyed mercilessly. Obviously, this man who showed his killing intent to him should be on Zhang Xiaofeng's must-kill list. However, he He just smiled, then turned and left, without any intention of doing anything.

After a long time, when Zhang Xiaofeng's figure disappeared into the crowd, the man raised his head, and the hand that was feeding the little stray cat trembled slightly. His very ordinary face gave people a sense of comparison. It's attractive, but people can't remember it after a glance. A drop of cold sweat rolled down his ordinary face and forehead.

"Meow...", just as the man looked at Zhang Xiaofeng's leaving direction with seriousness and a trace of fear in his eyes, the stray cat had already finished eating the canned fish he fed to him. Seeing his movements stop there, he let out a dissatisfied cry.

"Oh...", awakened by the sound of the stray cat, the man wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, smiled slightly, grabbed the small fish in the can, and fed it to the stray cat. The eyes of stray cats seem to be a feeling of sympathy.

After inviting a few hourly workers to clean up his villa that had been dusty for several months, Zhang Xiaofeng sat quietly in the lobby of his villa with a delicious red wine in his hand, turned off the lights in the lobby, and watched boredly. Watching the program on his 42-inch plasma TV, the flickering light on the TV shone on Zhang Xiaofeng's face. Normally, Zhang Xiaofeng didn't watch the program, but he knew that there would definitely be guests visiting tonight. Therefore, as a noble blood family, it is natural that you should have your own demeanor, so you just sit here quietly, tasting fine wine, watching TV and waiting for others.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and Zhang Xiaofeng was not in a hurry, just sitting quietly, occasionally looking up at a luxurious and exquisite diamond mechanical clock on the table not far away.

"Dang...dang..." After a long time, the mechanical clock rang again, and there were two crisp sounds. Zhang Xiaofeng knew that it was already two o'clock in the night, and the other party was about to come …

As if to confirm Zhang Xiaofeng's conjecture, at around 02:30, this time happens to be the time when ordinary people sleep most deeply, suddenly, a black and thin shadow flashed in quickly and silently.

"Since you're here, there's no need to hide, come out..." Zhang Xiaofeng said calmly after taking a sip of the red wine with his elegant figure facing away from the other party.

"Are... are you... are you waiting for me?" In the empty hall, following Zhang Xiaofeng's words, only the voice on the TV was left. After a long silence, there was a male voice behind Zhang Xiaofeng He stood up, but in his tone, there was a trace of surprise mixed in.

"Chi...", a very faint voice rang out, and the 42-inch plasma TV went out immediately. Zhang Xiaofeng threw the remote control in his hand aside, and then changed another remote control. Then, the bright chandelier in the hall lit up, and the incandescent light immediately drove away all the darkness in the hall.

Standing up slowly, Zhang Xiaofeng turned around, with an elegant smile on his face, and a magnetic voice sounded, "If I'm not mistaken, you should be a killer, late night visit, who wants to You killed me."

"You'd better not move,,,", looking at Zhang Xiaofeng's elegant smile, the killer raised his hand, and suddenly a silver pistol appeared in his hand, pointing at Zhang Xiaofeng and said, although the other party had nothing but There is nothing for a glass of red wine, but the situation tonight is too weird. Even with a gun in his hand, the killer still has waves of uneasiness in his heart. The gun in his hand cannot bring him any peace of mind. Feel.

"It really is him..." Seeing the killer's face, Zhang Xiaofeng said to himself in his heart, this killer is exactly the man he met on the street this evening who was feeding stray cats with canned fish At that time, Zhang Xiaofeng could feel that he was a killer. After all, Zhang Xiaofeng himself was an outstanding killer back then, so Zhang Xiaofeng was naturally able to sense his peers.

"Okay, I won't move..." Hearing the other party's words, although Zhang Xiaofeng was not afraid of the gun in his hand, Zhang Xiaofeng still stopped and asked the other party with a smile: "To be honest, I'm really puzzled, who wants my life, I don't think I offended anyone... ".

Zhang Xiaofeng was very puzzled. He only came to China in such a short time. Who wants his life? If the one who came to assassinate him tonight was a powerful cultivator or a demon practitioner There is nothing wrong with it, but the person who came to assassinate him tonight was just an ordinary person's killer.

"What, you don't know," with the muzzle of the gun tightly pointed at Zhang Xiaofeng's forehead, the killer man asked in surprise when he heard Zhang Xiaofeng's doubtful words.

"To be honest, I really don't know..." Hearing the slightly surprised words of the other party, Zhang Xiaofeng spread his hands and said, obviously, looking at the surprised eyes of the other party, he obviously felt that he should know , But, the key is that I really don't understand now.

Seeing Zhang Xiaofeng's seemingly incomprehensible eyes, the man on the opposite side still pointed a pistol at Zhang Xiaofeng's forehead, "Seven years ago, you killed the son of the Opus Group at the Caesars Palace Hotel, and Opps The group issued a mission in the World Killer Organization. Anyone who can kill you will be able to get [-] million US dollars from the Opus Group. Killed and wanted by the country at that time, ".

"Oh..." Zhang Xiaofeng suddenly realized when he heard the other party's words. It turned out that it was that time. Back then, when he remembered killing the son of the Opus Group, he was wanted by the whole country. Otherwise, he would have been wanted by the whole country. He would not be so eager to leave China. Perhaps seven years have passed, and the country has already forgotten himself as a wanted criminal. However, at that time, Opus issued a mission to hunt and kill him. For the sky-high price of [-] million US dollars , Those killers will not forget themselves.

In the past few years, I have been staying in the Dark Academy of the Diablo Association. I thought it would be impossible to find me despite the abilities of those killers. misunderstanding.

"It turned out to be that time..." After receiving the other party's explanation, Zhang Xiaofeng suddenly realized, and nodded in relief. To be honest, he has almost forgotten about this matter. After all, his current strength and identity are very different from those back then. same.

"Since you already know, then go to hell..." Seeing that Zhang Xiaofeng understood, the killer said coldly, and then shot.

To be honest, for so long, when facing Zhang Xiaofeng, he felt that he was not holding his life in his hands, but the situation was reversed, which made him feel very uncomfortable, so, The only way to get rid of this uncomfortable feeling was to kill Zhang Xiaofeng.

"Biyou...", a pistol with a silencer rang out, but Zhang Xiaofeng, who should have fallen to the ground in the killer's heart, did not fall, but his hand didn't know when. He had already raised it to his forehead, and squeezed his fist lightly. Then, he lowered his fist, but the forehead where there should have been a bloody hole was clean and flawless at this moment.

"How is it possible..." Looking at the opponent's forehead that was not damaged at all, the killer was surprised. No one knew his marksmanship better than himself, so how could he miss it.

Although he was shocked, he didn't get confused because of this. After all, a killer, especially a qualified killer, can't let himself lose his composure because of other things.

The killer raised his hand, and the gun in his hand kept firing bullets one by one,