Miss Agent Fifth

Chapter 42 The Black Messenger (1)
Ao Qing didn't use Sky Fire on him, so she didn't burn him to death so quickly.

"Help me, please help me." The fat man realized something was wrong, looked at Ao Qing, and knelt down with a bang.

"Save you, why, it seems that someone just said they want to kill me, why, get up and kill me! I'm standing right in front of you." Ao Qing curled her lips coldly, laughing at his words.

"Damn me, it's my fault, save you, save me!" In order to survive, the fat man didn't care about anything.

"Trace, what's going on." The president of the mercenary union came out from the inner room, and was shocked when he saw the traces in the fire.

"Father, save me." After the fat man yelled, he fell to the ground as if he had no strength in his whole body.

"Who is it, who is doing this to my son, who, come out to me quickly." Smoke came from his nostrils, and he searched the living room back and forth with murderous eyes.

"My son didn't live up to his expectations, so I came out to vent my anger on him." Ao Qing took a step forward and sneered.

"It's you." The president looked at the thirteen or fourteen-year-old kid in front of him, it was a sign of homicide, if this was the case, he really didn't believe it!
"So what if you are, so what if you are not." Ao Qing looked up at the president coldly. She was in the restaurant just now to hide her strength, so she let Xiao Huo out, but here, she has nothing to worry about. If she really had a fight with this old man, then her bottle cap should be about to break through.

Yes, Ao Qing encountered a bottle cap, and the mountain of fire kept killing her, making her quickly break through to the high level of the great magician.

If this battle can be successfully broken through, then she will be able to enter the third room of the Dragon Ring. I am really looking forward to what is inside!

"You're looking for death." The president of the mercenary union has reached the intermediate level of mages, and he doesn't feel ashamed to deal with a 13-year-old boy who is only at the level of a great magician. He wants to take revenge in his heart.

"Flying Leaf Technique." Countless pieces of wood flew out from both sides, forming a cage, and fell from the top of Ao Qing's head.

"Meteor fire rain." After finishing speaking, little fire rain flew out of Ao Qing's body and stuck to the cage.

As soon as the fire stuck to the cage, a piece of the cage was missing. Slowly, before reaching Ao Qing's side, the cage had already scattered soot.

With all the elements in her body, Ao Qing wanted to give him a fatal blow. She would never let anyone who wanted to die by herself.

Chopping the grass does not remove the roots, but the spring breeze blows and regenerates.

"Sky fire, burn." As soon as the sky fire came out, the people with fire attributes in the mercenary union trembled all over.

A small flame jumped in Ao Qing's hand, the sky fire with sufficient elements, the fire power is mighty, as long as it sticks a little, the soot will fly away.

"Go." The flame flew towards the president, and the flame was still in front of the president, circled around, and landed on him.

The president didn't believe that a little fire could burn him to death. After all, he was an intermediate-level mage. A 13-year-old child, no matter how talented he was, couldn't kill him.However, he underestimated Ao Qing too much. Generally, those who underestimate the enemy are already dead, and they will die a miserable end, just like him...

"Ah..." Laiji screamed, and his body slowly turned into smoke, flying in the air.

People from the mercenary union witnessed the death of a mage at the hands of a 13-year-old child. What a shocking thing it is!

"Pervert." In the crowd, someone called out.

"Boy, you dare to kill people in my mercenary union, you are quite brave!" At this time, an old man with all white hair and a beard came out of the inner room, looking at her with interesting eyes.

"I'm very timid, if I didn't feel that you were here, how would I dare to kill people!" Ao Qing said leisurely.

After killing two people in a row, Ao Qing didn't feel anything at all. Sigh, it seems that she has to find a chance to break through the bottle cap.

"Oh, you knew I would let you kill them." The old man was curious after hearing what Ao Qing said.

"The president asked you for help just now! But you didn't move at all. If you make a move, I don't think my sky fire can burn him to death." Ao Qing smiled coldly.

Just before the president died, he sent a signal to the inner room for help, but he didn't show up.For a person who can't see the level clearly, Tianhuo is a small flame in his eyes.

"Hehe, boy, I like it, let's go into the room and talk!" The old man said twice, inviting Ao Qing into the inner room to talk.

"Help me replace the magic crystal." Ao Qing pointed to the two bags of magic crystals on the ground.

"Okay." The old man said to the woman just now. "Help this little brother count the magic crystals."

"Yes, boss." The woman recovered and said respectfully.

"So you are the boss of the mercenary union! You really have a great background." Ao Qing said while making up her mind.

"Boy, don't get me wrong. I'm not so easy to be deceived." After the old man finished speaking, he turned and entered the inner room.

Wen Yan, for his words, just smiled and walked in with him.

In the hall of Xuanyuan's house in the city where the sun never sets, many people gathered. A man in his 40s sitting at the highest seat was looking angrily at the kneeling people below.

"Everything is trash. You can't even protect the young master. Why are you still here?" Standing up, he walked up to the leader and kicked him vigorously.

The man fell to the side without any force, but soon, he knelt on the ground again.

"This subordinate deserves to die, please forgive me from the Patriarch."

"Sin, okay, pull them down and kill them all." Patriarch Xuanyuan yelled at the door.

I saw that the man in black standing on the side came out. "Wait."

"What orders does the messenger have?" Patriarch Xuanyuan quickly said respectfully when he saw the man in black.

"Who killed your young master." The man in black said to the man kneeling on the ground.

"It was a 13-year-old boy with a lamb on his shoulder."

Hearing this, Patriarch Xuanyuan became furious, kicked him hard again, and yelled at the door again. "Don't pull them out yet."

(End of this chapter)