Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 47
Huang Kaiwen, one of Xing Tai's three magic weapons, is the man in pajamas who has been targeted by Wang Mu.

In addition to him, the head-down master who had been killed by Wang Mu was also counted as one, and the other magic weapon was on a mission outside, so he couldn't rush to Huaxia Kingdom.

Xing Tai is very confident in Huang Kaiwen. He is many times more powerful than that head-down master. Not only does he have a profound attainment in magic, but he is also outstanding in the whole occult blood in terms of skill.

There is a reason for this. According to Huang Kaiwen, he is a disciple of the Black Mountain Sect. Although Xing Tai's family has a single lineage, they have also practiced martial arts for generations. They also have a good understanding of some sects. Yes, being able to become a disciple of the Black Mountain Sect naturally has two tricks.

Huang Kaiwen is indeed very powerful. Xing Tai has tried him. In the whole Occult Blood, except for his goddaughter and himself, no one is Huang Kaiwen's opponent.

And his goddaughter is the head of the three magic weapons.

Of course, in Xing Tai's view, it is more than enough for Huang Kaiwen to deal with Wang Mu.

"Tell Kevin, complete the mission as soon as possible, and come back to me with the map. Remember, don't leave anyone alive, I don't want the Huaxia police to follow me." Leaning on the chair, Xing Tai said leisurely, and then picked up the map again. A newspaper on the table looked at it.

The newspapers of the Huaxia Kingdom published photos of Wang Mu and news about Master Wang miraculously resuscitating the vegetative state.

"Master? Hehe...just a brat who doesn't know how to be tall and thick." Looking at Wang Mu in the photo, Xing Tai rolled his eyes in disdain, and already regarded Wang Mu as a dead person in his heart.

In Linjiang City, the night is getting darker.

When it was past two o'clock in the middle of the night, except for the two men in suits standing guard outside the gate, the rest of the people in the compound were asleep.

This time is often the most sleepy time of the day.

Yan Kuan had already fallen asleep leaning on the car, fortunately he was far away from the compound, otherwise his snoring would have alarmed the occult blood.

Ye Feng and Wang Mu were awake all the time, and through the car window, the two of them kept their superb gaze on the movements in the compound.

"Brother Mu, now is the best time." Ye Feng said in a low voice.

Wang Mu nodded, stretched out his hand and said, "Bring the things."

Hearing this, Ye Feng handed Wang Mu a black leather bag that he had prepared a long time ago.

After taking the purse, Wang Mu glanced around, then stooped and walked towards the other side of the compound.

About ten minutes later, Ye Feng saw Wang Mu's figure again, standing on the roof of the small building behind the courtyard.

The lights were still on in the courtyard, and because of this, there were not many people guarding them.

After sweeping across the empty courtyard and looking at the two men in suits standing upright at the door, Wang Mu moved and floated down from the roof without a sound.

No sound was made.

After pausing on the spot for a few seconds, Wang Mu got up and walked lightly to the wooden frame in the center of the courtyard.

In fact, the wooden frame was facing the gate, and as long as the two guards at the gate looked back, they would be able to see Wang Mu. Unfortunately, their eyes were always looking outside.

He walked lightly to the unfinished wooden frame, looked at the criss-crossed planks for a while, and then took out the bomb Ye Feng made in his bag, and stuck it on the wooden frame with tape. The place.

After making sure that no one would find the bomb, Wang Mu picked up the leather bag and turned to leave.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Just as he turned around, a voice suddenly came from the front.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Mu suddenly raised his head, and turned his gaze to the direction where the voice came from.

A disheveled man in a suit was coming out from the main entrance, his eyes were sleepy, he probably came out to pee, after all, this small building has long been deserted, and the killers made the electricity themselves.

Looking at Wang Mu's unfamiliar face, the killer's hazy sleepy eyes suddenly woke up, and then a strong murderous aura rose.

However, just as he was about to pull out the gun from his waist, the vision bulged.

Wang Mu's dark eyes suddenly glowed with colorful brilliance, and two colored * characters occupied the pupils. The strange colors seemed to be spinning, and the exquisite light seemed to penetrate into people's hearts. The killer who was looking at Wang Mu was shocked. stunned.

In this short period of less than a second of stupefaction, Wang Mu's figure galloped out.

The wind blew up, and a distance of less than 20 meters was instantly crossed under Wang Mu's feet, and then he raised his hand to grab the opponent's throat.

There was a light click sound in the quiet darkness, coupled with the previous wind noise, it alarmed the two guards at the door. However, when they turned their heads, they saw nothing but a quiet and dilapidated courtyard.

Throwing the body of the man in the suit in the corner, Wang Mu turned over from the back wall and left the courtyard.

A quiet night.

Early the next morning, Kevin Huang received outrageous news.

In the courtyard, he and all the rest of his men formed a circle and looked at the ground in the center. There was a dead man lying on the ground, who was their companion.

"Who can tell me what's going on?" Huang Kaiwen asked sullenly, looking away from the corpse and scanning the rest of his subordinates.

Hearing this, everyone frowned, they really didn't know what happened.

"Team leader, his throat was cut off, and he didn't make any movement from the beginning to the end. The opponent's skill is unimaginable." A man in a suit looked at Huang Kaiwen and said solemnly.

Huang Kaiwen rolled his eyes angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "I don't want to listen to your analysis, I want to know who did it?"

As one of the three magic weapons of occult blood, Huang Kaiwen has also carried out many missions. He has never failed, let alone suffered casualties. He has the initiative in every mission, and everything will proceed in an orderly manner according to his plan. until it is successfully completed.

But this time, he had just arrived, so there was nothing like this.

"Team leader, do you think our target has discovered us? Could it be that he did it? I heard that our people suffered a big loss in his hands last time!" Another man in a suit said.

The news that the people of Occult Blood suffered a disastrous defeat in Linjiang City last time is no secret in Occult Blood.

"Shut up!" Huang Kaiwen interrupted the words that might shake the morale of the army.

After a pause, he raised his eyes, glanced over the dilapidated courtyard, and glanced at the abandoned street waiting for demolition, and at the same time said leisurely, "It seems that this kid really has some skills to find our residence so quickly. .”

What he didn't know was that Wang Mu had a senior mercenary, a person with occult blood, and his anti-reconnaissance ability was naturally not comparable to ordinary people. It was really difficult to find their tracks, but it was a piece of cake for a professional like Ye Feng. Disc.

The car of the three of them was driven to a more secret place by Ye Feng before dawn, and the position where the three of them are standing at this moment is difficult for even people with occult blood to find out. If they hide, they will be seen by the enemy. Years of being a mercenary are in vain.

"Haha... Brother Wang, look at that guy's expression, he's just constipated! Why didn't you kill all his people last night, leaving him alone. In that case, the expression on his face when he looked at a dozen corpses would be different." It's more like a bolt, quack..."

In a dilapidated building, Yan Kuan was looking at Huang Kaiwen's expression with a telescope and laughing.

"Can you keep your voice down?" Ye Feng's icy voice came from next to his ear, making Yan Kuan's laughter stop abruptly.

"Isn't it too exciting? Damn!" Yan Kuan gave Ye Feng a resentful look, and moved to the side, obviously not daring to flirt with Ye Feng.

Wang Mu also stared at Yan Kuan dejectedly. This kid doesn't feel pain in his back when standing up and talking. It's no problem to sneak into the compound with Wang Mu's skill. Really bad.

"Let's go, come back at night." Wang Mu looked at the courtyard again, whispered, and then went downstairs first.

"Team leader, what should we do next? Do you want to search the surrounding area immediately?" A man in a suit asked in the compound.

"No need." Turning his gaze away from the abandoned buildings in the distance, Huang Kaiwen shook his head, "It's impossible to find someone hiding in this place. We have limited manpower, so we should hurry up and build my altar. , no matter how cunning that kid is, he will definitely die!"

What he said was categorical, and the veins on his face were throbbing. He wished he could stand on the altar and kill Wang Mu right now.

After a companion died, even these cold-blooded killers felt a little depressed, and the speed of work was much faster. Although one person was missing, a tall altar was still built at sunset.

Darkness once again swept across the land.

Huang Kaiwen put on his black Taoist robe and stepped onto the altar.

The altar is as high as a six-story building, and it is the tallest building on the edge of the county. Standing on the side, you can have a panoramic view of the surrounding landforms.

Huang Kaiwen is very satisfied, what he wants is this height, the higher the altar, the stronger the effect of the magic circle will be.

At this time, Wang Mu, Ye Feng and Yan Kuan also came back, hiding in a broken building diagonally facing the compound.

"Brother, it's about to start. I'm so excited." Looking at Huang Kaiwen in Taoist robes on the altar, Yan Kuan rubbed his hands and said, this kind of scene is really rare for ordinary people.

The courtyard was the only place with lights on within a few miles, so even Yan Kuan could clearly see Huang Kaiwen in Taoist robes.

Wang Mu and Ye Feng were quite calm, Ye Feng was expressionless, while Wang Mu smiled teasingly, playing with a bomb remote control lightly in his hand.

"Brother Mu, don't you start yet?" Ye Feng asked in a low voice.

Wang Mu shook his head, "Don't worry, let me see how he deals with me first."

At this time, on the altar, Huang Kaiwen opened the metal box, and put Wang Mu's photo and the bloody dagger on the wooden table in front of him.

"Crack!" Without saying a word, Huang Kaiwen suddenly grabbed the dagger and stabbed it into Wang Mu's photo, right between Wang Mu's eyebrows.

But at this moment, Wang Mu in the other building clearly felt something strange.

Looking at Huang Kaiwen on the dharma altar again, Wang Mu smiled with great interest, "Could it be that this guy has already practiced to the point where he can use foreign objects to capture his soul?"

(End of this chapter)