Genius commoner

Chapter 517

In the dead of night, the Zhuyeqing garden is brightly lit.

A caravan of cars drove in slowly covered in rain, and then the doors opened and dozens of Qingyezi disciples came out, all with yellow ribbons on their arms. Under the cover of a big umbrella, Li Yong walked slowly into the villa, This is the third time Li Yong has entered this villa this year. The first time was to listen to Zhuyeqing's instructions, and the second time was to occupy the villa.

Zhuyeqing died, the deputy gang leader committed suicide, Biaozi died, the third hall master died, and He Changfeng was abolished. Li Yong quickly moved from the second-line hall master to the front line, and then joined the big ship of the White Tiger Gang. He began to pretend to be the gang leader , and also regarded himself as the owner of Zhuyeqing Garden, and after he was going to kill Zhong Jian, he declared himself the leader of the gang.

He came here today to enjoy the feeling of master in advance, and he also specially found a woman who looked like Zhuyeqing, delusional to conquer the former master on the mistress's bed.

When the cronies learned that he was going to stay here, they sent someone early to prepare everything.

When Li Yong walked into the lobby of the villa, the wine cabinet was already filled with red wine from major wineries in the world, each of which was expensive, and the caviar was also the most expensive black caviar. The raw material was fresh fish eggs. And it is the highest grade kind, with an annual output of less than four tails, known as the best pearl, and very few people in the world can enjoy it.

Sitting on Zhuyeqing's favorite single sofa, Li Yong snapped his fingers, and the servant who served Zhuyeqing in the past immediately came over with food and drinks. Although he was very annoyed at the hall master occupying the master's place, they couldn't do anything lightly. He could only serve Li Yong as if resigned to his fate, and had to force a smile to deal with it.

Li Yong put the gold spoon into a small vessel filled with ice, scooped out a spoonful of fresh black caviar, put it into his mouth with his eyes closed, and bit it gently with his teeth, admiring the popping sounds, and then used Tasting carefully with his tongue, after swallowing the caviar into his stomach, he picked up the red wine glass in front of him and took a shallow sip.

Finally, he wiped his mouth with a white handkerchief, looking contented.

After posing as the master, the door was gently pushed open, and a burly man came in from the door, stood in front of Li Yong and whispered: "Master!"

Li Yong didn't even raise his eyelids, he just took out the cigar that He Changfeng had smoked in the past, held it in front of his nose, and put it in his mouth.

"Help Master!"

The burly man suddenly realized something, and while changing his address tactfully, he took a match from the servant and lit a cigar for Li Yong respectfully.

Li Yong took a puff of the cigar lightly, exhaled a faint puff of smoke, and asked lightly, "What's the matter?"

The burly man whispered, "Zhong Jian met Ye Zixuan."

Li Yong paused for a moment, then raised his head for a long time: "What are they talking about?"

The burly man hesitated for a while: "I heard that it is a matter of cooperation, but I don't know what the specific cooperation is."

Li Yong sat up straight and shouted coldly: "I call Shixiong Nakamura."

The night is getting darker, the wind has not stopped, and the rain is getting colder.

Name: Plum Blossom.

Nationality: Weiss.

Identity: Weiss Liusheng's swordsman, the top killer of the White Tiger Gang.

Record: [-] missions have been performed, with a [-]% winning rate, and all her opponents have died.

This is a simple but powerful true portrayal of Mei Huazi, and it also shows that she has the strength to easily step down Zhong Jianyitang, but Mei Huazi is not at all happy at the moment. And professional, repeatedly begged her to kill Zhong Yong in advance, and even killed herself by contacting the organization.

Although Mei Huazi doesn't want to have long nights and dreams, she still doesn't like this kind of request to control her. It's just that the White Tiger Gang finally agreed to Zhong Yong, Qitang can be cleaned a little later, but Zhong Jian must clear it up as soon as possible. The reason is very simple. Li Yong has received a According to the news, Zhong Jian has had contact with Ye Zixuan, so it is hard to guarantee that Qitang will find Ye Zixuan as a backer.

Compared with Li Yong and others who have seen Ye Zixuan's strength, Mei Huazi, who has a delicate face and loves the red cloak, doesn't pay much attention to Ye Zixuan. Xuan Guo made a move and asked the latter to see whether his sword was fast or the sword in her hand was stronger.

Sealing her throat with a sword, she didn't believe that Ye Zixuan could dodge calmly.

Tonight's rain was pattering and unscrupulous. Mei Huazi looked at the Qitang building in sight, with an indescribable solemnity on her face. The lights came on and the door opened, as if waiting for me to come and give me a fatal blow.

Mei Huazi rubbed her head, turned the umbrella above her head lightly, her gaze stayed on the deep door for a second, and then a sneer flashed across it.

Zhong Jian's conspiracy and tricks are vulnerable to their own formidable strength.

Mei Huazi is not afraid of an ambush, not only are there four hidden guards by her side, but behind her are three hundred disciples of Li Yong's Tangkou as the backing. Scale desperately won the victory. She thought that as long as she killed some people, the panic-stricken hall would surely collapse.

At that time, killing Zhong Jian with one sword will be as easy as flipping the palm of your hand.

A gust of cold wind blew over, wrapped in water droplets and blowing in from the edge of the umbrella, adding a touch of coldness to Mei Huazi's pretty face, making her unable to stop tightening her cloak. The footsteps of the four hidden guards were still heavy and powerful. There was no chaos in the rain that night, feeling the confidence of his companion who followed him all the way, Mei Huazi also became indifferent again.

But with the cold wind blowing, she still felt that something was wrong.

That cold feeling is like the wetness that lingers in my heart during the rainy season, and it’s like walking alone in a dark alley, with beasts peeping at it; it’s like visiting a cemetery at midnight, and seeing a lonely soul perched on one side, plum blossoms all over There was a thin layer of goosebumps. This feeling was only felt three years ago when he fought against King Kong Zi.

Thinking of this, she felt even more murderous towards Ye Zixuan whom she had never met before. It was Ye Zixuan who killed the Vajra Son she had been tempted by.

Turning around a few thoughts, Mei Huazi was still uneasy, and coughed lightly: "Exploring the way!"

Before the four hidden guards dispersed to check whether there was a heavy ambush in Qitang, the hairs all over Mei Huazi's body suddenly stood on end, and with an instinct to sense danger, he stood abruptly and raised his eyes to look in one direction. The footsteps of the famous dark guard also faltered slightly, and then became a mess like a frightened rabbit.

In front of him was a man with a knife, like a god of war in black armor, standing in the dark night.

He blocked the only way they had to pass, the entrance to the Seven Halls.

People are not tall, and knives are not sharp, but standing there, it gives people a feeling that water and fire cannot be destroyed.

The figure as straight as a javelin, with the brilliance and sharpness of lightning splitting the sky, Mei Huazi felt that her whole body was tightly bound, and even her breathing required extra effort. The cold, bloody, same aura made Mei Huazi subconsciously think that she saw herself.

A hidden Weiss guard snorted, "Who?"

The four of them flashed their katanas almost at the same time, and the neat movements made the katanas in their hands vibrate like metal. The cold light refracted by each knife was connected back and forth into a line, like two lightning bolts full of blood and fierceness. , cold, desolate, the rain hit the knife with a clang, shattering the tranquility of the night, and also beating people's hearts.

Mei Huazi also stared at the other party with concentrated eyes, her left hand had unknowingly grasped the sword, and she had already smelled an indescribable danger.

It was raining at night, and the other party held a knife to block here, and there was absolutely no kindness in it.

As Mei Huazi tilted his head slightly, a warrior moved forward and charged forward with a samurai sword in his hand.

Seeing the enemy's attack, the man in black remained indifferent, and slowly drew his sword. His movements were extremely slow, as if what he pulled was not a sword, but a thousand-jin weight.

The knife slipped out of the scabbard inch by inch, and Sen's murderous aura increased greatly.

Despite the invasion of rain, it still makes people feel like being on a kang.

The knife finally came out of its sheath.

I saw a flash of cold light, and I didn't even see the shape of the knife clearly. The knife had already struck Weiss warrior's neck. I am afraid that the speed of lightning cannot describe its speed, and the power of thunderbolt cannot describe its fierceness. With a shock in his heart, he raised his hand instinctively and used all his strength, but it was still half a beat late, and the bamboo knife sank into his throat.

The Wes warrior fell headlong to the ground.

Seeing that the opponent killed his companion with one move, Mei Huazi's pretty face turned cold, and she moved her feet, wanting to strike first.

At this moment, the man in black also moved.

The three Weiss warriors didn't even react, they just tensed up and put on a siege posture.

But the footsteps of the man in black sounded like a war drum on the rainy night long street.

Mei Huazi's pupils shrank suddenly...the momentum was like a rainbow!
Although the man in black was single-handed and only had a bamboo knife in his hand, but in Mei Huazi's eyes, she clearly felt that Jing Ke, Yao Li, and Nie Zheng were possessed.

In a flash!

The three dark guards flew like paper piercing people, their throats sounded like autumn leaves, and blood flowed freely.

Seeing the man in black kill three people with one knife, Mei Huazi's pretty face was completely ugly, she loosened the umbrella she was holding, and then, the long sword was about to be unsheathed.

The rain stagnates.

The bamboo knife rushed towards Mei Huazi's throat.

Mei Huazi, who was wrapped in a cloak, was cold all over. She changed six sword techniques in a row, but she only understood one fact, and she couldn't stop it.

Even though she was already in the air, even though she was still three meters away from the man in black, the aura of that knife still brutally split her spirit and fighting spirit.

Can't stop!
That knife directly pierced Mei Huazi's throat.

A stream of blood shot into the air in an instant.

The man in black waved again, and the light of the knife passed by, making everyone think it was lightning.

Thousands of raindrops flew out with this sharp sound, and Mei Huazi's head flew into the air like this.

Tang Xueyi stretched out the bamboo knife, one side, with a clean blade, put into the sheath.

"Qitang, the floor has been washed."

(End of this chapter)