Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 49

"Hula." There was a sound of wind, and Wang Mu jumped down from the three-story broken building. Afterimages filled the air, he was stepped over a few hundred meters away, and entered the compound.

The two men in suits who just got up shook their heads. After seeing Wang Mu's face clearly, their eyes could not help but feel fear, and they hurriedly aimed their guns at Wang Mu.

"Hula... Kacha!" Wang Mu's figure flickered again, and he attacked a man in a suit at an extremely fast speed.

At the same time, there was a muffled bang, and another man who stood up was killed by Ye Feng's sniper rifle.

And in front of Wang Mu, the man in the suit who was too late to shoot was also staring at Wang Mu in extreme fear, while slowly falling down, with blood gurgling from his mouth.

Next, there were constant gunshots, and more than a dozen men in suits were knocked down by Ye Feng's sniper rifle and Wang Mu one after another. Soon, only faint gasps remained in the densely smoky scene.

Glancing around, Wang Mu walked up to a man in a suit who was still alive.

In the thick smoke, he had a mysterious and mysterious smile on his face, with a profound aura on his body, he didn't look like a person, but like a god walking out of the smoke screen!

"Say, what's the use of that picture?" Wang Mu asked, looking indifferently at the man in a suit lying on the ground, without any emotional fluctuations in his voice.

The man didn't speak, his body trembled even more, and his eyes were full of fear as he looked at Wang Mu.

Occult Blood rarely fails missions, and even if there are, it has never been so tragic, with two groups destroyed in a row.The point is, the man in the suit saw clearly just now, Wang Mu's ghostly movement, even if he is a killer, he has never seen it before!
What's more, there is still a cold gun hidden somewhere pointing at him.

Wang Mu didn't think too much, he finally got a job, so he wanted to ask him what he wanted to know.

After a pause, Wang Mu smiled lightly again: "Don't be afraid, don't worry, as long as you answer my question, I will spare your life. Oh...have you heard of the names Wang Tianfeng and Kou Jing?"

"I, I won't tell you, I'd rather die." The man finally spoke, his voice trembling with extreme fear.

As a killer, he naturally wouldn't believe that Wang Mu would spare him, even if he really spared him and revealed the secret of Occult Blood, their own people would not let him go.

Wang Mu narrowed his eyes, the icy aura spread, and the thick smoke around him spread automatically.

"It seems that you are forcing me to use some special means." As Wang Mu spoke, a layer of colorful streamer appeared in the palm of his hand.

Looking at this scene, the man's eyes widened even wider, and in the next second, his lips squirmed strangely, and then his eyes hardened suddenly, and another large stream of blood spit out from his mouth.

The blackened blood, together with the man's lips, instantly turned black.

It is highly poisonous, the poison necessary for a killer to commit suicide.

However, the brilliance in Wang Mu's hands did not dissipate because of the death of the other party, on the contrary, the eyes in his eyes became sharper.

"Do you think you can escape if you die?"

"Buddha Eyesight! Stop!"

After shouting twice in succession, colored * characters appeared in Wang Mu's pupils, and at the same time, he punched out the palm print in the man's sky.

The wind suddenly picked up.

There are colored * characters spinning rapidly in Wang Mu's palm.

A tyrannical suction was born, and the man's soul that had just floated from his body was frozen in the air.

Outsiders can't see this horrifying scene. Unlike in the court before, black and white impermanence has been cultivated into reality, and under the influence of the two impermanence, those souls can also be seen by mortals, otherwise how to testify?

But at this moment, the man's floating soul has no external force, ordinary people can't see it naturally, Ye Feng and Yan Kuan who rushed over can only see Wang Mu staring at the sky, and can feel the cold wind.

"You, what are you going to do? Let me go!" In the air, the man's soul yelled like crazy, damn, if you are dead and you still don't let me go, is there any reason?
"Answer my question, or I'll blow your mind away." Wang Mu's expression darkened.

The man's soul looked at Wang Mu in fear, and he didn't dare to resist anymore, and shouted: "I, I said, I only know that map is very important, if you collect all the maps, you can find a treasure, or a treasure. As for the two names you mentioned, I have never heard of them! Let me go, I am already dead..."

The soul is about to cry.

Wang Mu took a light breath, seeing that the other party didn't look like he was lying, there were so many people with occult blood, it was impossible for everyone to know his parents.

"In the next life, choose a more normal occupation, so as not to suffer after death." His voice softened, and Wang Mu accepted the seal in his palm.

The man's soul nodded again and again, and then disappeared into the void.

Withdrawing his gaze, Wang Mu glanced at the ground, and after making sure that all the men in suits were silent, he started and came to Huang Kaiwen.

One step too late, Huang Kaiwen's soul has already entered reincarnation.

Looking at the charred corpse, Wang Mu bent his palm, and the bloody dagger that was still in Huang Kaiwen's hand automatically flew into Wang Mu's hand.

With a touch of cold feeling, Wang Mu took a light breath.

It is really a good magic weapon, at least Wang Mu has never seen such a good thing.

This dagger should have been soaked in fresh blood for a long time, coupled with the extraordinary material and repeated killings, it has accumulated an extremely thick and fierce aura. Let alone a warlock like Wang Mu, even if it is held in the hands of ordinary people, it will be blood-sealed. Throat, if it can be truly controlled, it can also ward off evil spirits.

With such a dagger on the body, some evil spirits who are not strong enough will naturally not be able to get close. Of course, the premise is that the owner must have enough character or cultivation, otherwise he will be backlashed by the evil intention of this dagger, or even be manipulated .

"Brother Wang, this dagger looks very dangerous. It's an ominous thing. Why don't you give it to me? My life is hard and there are no taboos. And with this thing, I can command the heroes in Linjiang City and lay down a piece of land for you. Big world."

Staring at the dagger, Yan Kuan began to show his idioms again, and his hands moved towards the dagger involuntarily.

Wang Mu glanced sideways at Yan Kuan, and immediately smiled boldly, "Okay, then I'll give it to you."

Yan Kuan was excited immediately, and he was about to take the dagger with a quack smile, but found that Wang Mu handed the dagger to Ye Feng.

"Brother! If I don't bring you like this, I still have dignity!" The joy on Yan Kuan's face disappeared in a flash, and he withdrew his hand resentfully and muttered.

Wang Mu gave Yan Kuan a blank look, and said impatiently: "It's not that I won't give it to you, it's that you can't control this thing at all. If you take it, it will only let it control you. I will turn into some kind of perverted murderer. How troublesome it is to clean the door by yourself."

Upon hearing this, Yan Kuan immediately took a step back, blinked at the dagger and said, "Damn, is this thing so evil?"

"Nonsense!" Wang Mu ignored him, looked back at Ye Feng and said, "You should take it, I don't like this thing, but it matches your murderous aura. But remember, don't be affected by it.”

Ye Feng, who was always calm, was also a little excited. As a mercenary, he could naturally see the extraordinaryness of this dagger. He glanced at Wang Mu gratefully, and then carefully took the dagger over.

"Boom!"

As soon as the dagger entered Ye Feng's hand, a cold wind blasted around him.

Yan Kuan couldn't help but shuddered, and backed up again. Although he was just a bastard, he could still clearly feel the strange sound of the blast.

It was a murderous aura, and there was a cold and hostile aura in the murderous aura, as if walking into a random graveyard.

Wang Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, watching the change of expression on Ye Feng's face, he knew that the wind noise just now was the result of the hostile aura of the dagger colliding with Ye Feng's murderous aura.

Ye Feng also narrowed his eyes, his short hair trembled, and his strong outfit was blowing in the wind, but those eyes regained their composure, extremely calm, so cold-blooded.

He slowly raised his hand, brought the dagger close to his eyes, stared at the bloody face, and suddenly smiled leisurely, "It's a good knife."

This was the first time Wang Mu had seen Ye Feng smile since he knew him. Of course Ye Feng was happy with a sword matching a hero.

And when Ye Feng laughed, the murderous aura on his body soared again, the bloody dagger trembled suddenly, and then the burst of blood disappeared completely.

It surrendered, surrendered to Ye Feng's momentum.

Seeing this scene, Wang Mu also smiled. Ye Feng's character is the most powerful among ordinary people he knows, and with his evil spirit, he should have no problem controlling this knife.

Country M is still daytime, with a clear sky.

Xing Tai's mood is as good as the weather.Calculated by time, Huang Kaiwen's action has already succeeded, and he is waiting for news from Huaxia.

It was still the same stone table with hot tea on it, and Xing Tai was lying on the armchair, very leisurely.

"Hehe." Xing Tai couldn't help laughing as he imagined getting that map and Huang Kaiwen teaching Master Wang a lesson.

"You dare to fight with me before your hair grows! Alas, it's only because your mother didn't teach you how to keep a low profile." Taking a sip from his teacup, Xing Tai lazily murmured to himself.

"Godfather, we have news." A man in a black Tang suit ran in, with a dusty look, cold sweat on his forehead, and stood in front of Xing Tai with his head bowed.

Glancing at this subordinate, Xing Tai frowned, and said in disgust: "How many times have I told you, don't panic when things happen, at least wash your face before coming back. Especially when you announce the good news, you should be more energetic !"

"Godfather, no, it's not good news...Huang Kaiwen and the others are dead, and the whole army is wiped out." The subordinates were out of breath, and it took a long time to finish the sentence.

The sunny weather suddenly turned gloomy, and the temperature entered freezing point.

The recliner was still shaking, but Xing Tai was already in a daze.

In the quiet scene, there was only the creaking sound of the rocking chair, which was very much like the ridicule of the enemy.

"how so?!"

After more than ten seconds of silence, Xing Tai stormed away. He flew up from the rocking chair and kicked the stone table in front of him.

The thick black stone table exploded directly, and amidst the flying stone chips, Xing Tai clenched his fists tightly, his face was full of bruised veins, and his body exuded a violent aura, causing his white robe to flutter and his rolled up white hair to blow away completely. There was still a deep roar in his throat, like an enraged lion.

The rest of the subordinates all lowered their heads, trembling slightly, not even daring to breathe!
(End of this chapter)