Da Qin: Start as the Shadow Assassin Qi!

Inside Xinzheng City.

Han Fei, who was dressed in purple clothes and looked like a noble son, had a bit of confusion in his eyes.

Holding the wine jug in one hand, he walked towards the direction where Zilanxuan was.

"Ugh..."

Under the dark night, a pitch-black figure emerged from behind Han Fei.

Han Fei's back felt a chill, and he quickly turned around, but he didn't see the slightest figure.

This made him tighten his clothes and speed up a little.

Another afterimage flickered behind Han Fei.

Han Fei suddenly turned around and saw several figures shrouded in black mist.

Suspended and in mid-air, the cold soldier in his hand was cold under the moonlight.

He is a disciple of Xunzi, a contemporary Confucian patriarch.

Han Fei naturally didn't believe in these ghosts and gods, but...

The appearance of the other party is to find fault at a glance.

Embarrassed, he winked at several figures behind him, and he smiled:

"A few brothers are really good Yaxing."

"In the middle of the night, I still come out to hang around."

"That brother, I didn't see anything, you continue to shake, continue to shake..."

The moment the words fell.

Han Fei turned around and ran towards the location where Zilanxuan was at the fastest speed.

"Ugh..."

The dark afterimage flickered.

Several shadows like ghost soldiers followed Han Fei all the way, chasing after him.

Fortunately, these ghost soldiers were just to scare Han Fei, and they didn't really mean to hurt Han Fei.

Otherwise, with Han Fei's physique, he would not be able to dodge the second sword.

However, Han, who was also chasing, was in a hurry.

"Big Baoding hair salon?"

Han Fei, who was chased by several ghost soldiers all the way and fled in embarrassment, suddenly saw ahead, except for Zilanxuan.

There is actually a brightly lit place.

After seeing the plaque clearly, he felt the icy coolness behind him, and he didn't care about anything else.

The pace is a little faster.

"Welcome to Da Po Ding Hair Salon!"

Just when Han Fei was galloping all the way and passing in front of the Da Baoding hair salon.

A man wearing a white sweater, with hair tied into three strands, and a somewhat dull appearance.

So he held a pair of scissors, greeted him, pulled Han Fei's sleeve, and said enthusiastically:

"This is objective, but wants to cut his hair?"

"It's not the forehead blowing with you, the haircutting technique of the forehead, self-confessing to the second in the Seven Kingdoms, no one dares to recognize the first!"

Han Fei, who fled in embarrassment, glanced at Li Xuan and quickly said:

"Brother, don't cut your hair under it."

Li Xuan did not let go of his sleeves because of Han Fei's words, but began to vigorously promote him.

"Oh, guest officer."

"You have to believe the level of haircuts, wow."

"As you look like a guest officer, as long as you have a hairstyle trim on your forehead."

"Wow, that proper beautiful man."

"Officer, do you have a sweetheart?"

"Could it be that you don't long for your sweetheart to show affection in front of you?"

Han Fei, who was held by Li Xuan and could not continue to escape, heard this, and couldn't help but helplessly support his forehead.

He is a man who has a heart for the world and is bound to save Korea.

Where is there any sweetheart, let alone a haircut, what level can there be?

Comparable to those who cut the hair of the royal family?

But......

Look at this boss, who is still doing business in the middle of the night, and I think he is also a poor family.

The ghost soldiers who followed behind him, if not expected, should have been a warning from nightfall.

Perhaps, the people of the night will not do anything to him, after all, he is the ninth son of Korea.

But......

A lonely boss, once he is involved in it, I am afraid that he will die and cannot die again.

As the ninth prince of Korea, he Han Fei naturally did not want the people of Korea to suffer a calamity.

As soon as he pulled his sleeves, he found that Han Fei couldn't pull it out, and in desperation, he took out a few taels of silver directly from his arms.

"Boss, there is really an emergency in the next place."

"In this way, you should have cut your hair here, these are your hard work boss."

Above his face, a touch of excitement emerged.

Li Xuan rubbed his palms and said slightly embarrassed:

"Oh, how embarrassing is that."

"I haven't helped the guest officer cut the most trendy hairstyle in the whole of Korea, wow."

While speaking, Li Xuan took a few taels of broken silver handed over by Han Fei in one hand, and pulled Han Fei to the Dabaoding hair salon.

"The guest officer can rest assured that he will definitely cut the most trendy hairstyle in the whole of Korea."

"Let the guest officer you become the dream of the entire Xinzheng City, all girls."

The smile on his face stiffened.

At this time, Han Fei was completely confused.

Could it be...

Didn't this person in front of him see that the ghost soldier who was already getting closer and closer, suspended and in the air?

No matter how hard life is, when you encounter this kind of thing, you don't dare to mix it in, right?

The people of Korea...

In Xinzheng City, there are such stupid people.

Alas......

Sure enough, South Korea's hidden disease is too serious.

Seemingly......

I can only have a showdown with the other party to see if I can deter these ghost soldiers in the night.

Just thinking.

Several ghost soldiers wearing ancient armor and shrouded in black fog had already arrived in front of the two.

Standing at the door of the Da Po Ding hair salon, blocking the door of the Da Po Ding hair salon.

Under the black mist, faint green eyes stared at Han Fei.

As for Li Xuan...

In their opinion, an ordinary person is just an ordinary person.

After that, feel free to kill.

Straightened my clothes.

Han Fei stepped forward, looked directly at several ghost soldiers, and said in an elegant tone:

"A few brothers."

"This is the royal capital of South Korea, Xinzheng."

"Ben Gongzi is the ninth son of Korea, please give Ben Gongzi a face, don't implicate innocent people."

"Otherwise..."

As he spoke, a coldness and threat appeared in Han Fei's eyes.

"Ben Gongzi, don't you dare to guarantee that you will do anything."

"At that time, what choice will the people behind the brothers make?"

Han Fei's threat made the ghost soldiers who were originally approaching couldn't help but glance at each other, and a trace of jealousy appeared in their eyes.

Although they knew that Han Fei had a lot of contradictions with the people behind them.

However, it was all a game between big people.

At least, before completely tearing the skin.

It is absolutely impossible for the people behind them to completely ignore Han Fei's identity as the ninth son of Korea.

If it really annoyed Han Fei, let Han Fei bite up

I am afraid that the people behind them will abandon them without hesitation!

Just when several ghost soldiers retreated.

Li Xuan, who was dressed in a white sweatshirt, raised his eyebrows at several of them, and said in an extremely unhappy tone:

"Hey."

"A few of you, block the door of the store."

"Don't you get out of the way yet?"

"I want to give this objective haircut to the most trendy hairstyle in the entire Seven Kingdoms."

As soon as the words came out.

At the scene, it suddenly fell into a strange silence.

Han Fei, who was dressed in a purple luxurious robe, stared at Li Xuan with his eyes wide open.

Now he is sure...

The owner of this strangely shaped Big Baoding hair salon in front of him must have some problems in his brain!

It's hard to do.

Didn't he see that these ghost soldiers were in such a terrifying shape?

Didn't you hear your exposed identity?

This kind of scene, replaced by any normal Xinzheng people, I am afraid that they dare not say such words, right?

No wonder......

No wonder this boss still comes out in the middle of the night to open the door to do business.

Several ghost soldiers saw disbelief in each other's eyes.

Even before they pretended to be ghosts.

The image of being dressed in black and holding a sharp blade is enough to make those ordinary people in Xinzheng City, holding their tails and being people, dare not take a second look.

Outcome...... (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

This man whose decoration and shape are quite strange actually dares to speak to them like this?

This is still the first Xinzheng people who dare to be so arrogant...

"Oh..."

Sharp blade, glowing with cold.

One of the ghost soldiers really couldn't bear this humiliation, and with a sharp blade in his hand, shrouded in black fog, he slashed at Li Xuan.

"Stop!"

Seeing that the ghost soldier who had been just scaring himself, he directly attacked Li Xuan.

Han Fei hurriedly opened his mouth to stop it.

However, the ghost soldier turned a blind eye and his speed did not decrease.

The cold light flickered, and the blade glowing with cold moonlight slashed through mid-air, straight to Li Xuan's head.

This made Han Fei's eyelids jump wildly.

As a Korean commander.

He actually wanted to watch these people in the night and commit murder in front of him, but there was nothing he could do.

This......

It is simply provoking his power as a commander and provoking the laws of Korea!

Come over this time.

He must let those in the night know.

Xinzheng, not completely shrouded in night!

However.

In my imagination, the picture of blood splattering did not happen.

Face the whistling blade.

Li Xuan dragged Han Fei with one hand, held the scissors in the other, and the scissors in his hand were slightly raised.

"When..."

The crisp color of collision is particularly loud in this lonely night.

The mediocre scissors collided with the blade of the ghost soldier from mid-air.

The ghost soldier did not leave a knife in his hand, and he couldn't shake it in the slightest, the seemingly extremely inconspicuous scissors.

"How is that possible!?"

See this scene.

Han Fei, who had been pulled by Li Xuan, his pupils contracted slightly.

At night, there are no generalists, and every one of them is an outlaw.

Not to mention, there is also this ability to pretend to be a ghost.

There must be a bit of sluggishness

Outcome.

An elite in the night, the power of a knife, was actually seen by this seemingly ordinary barbershop owner in front of him.

With a pair of mediocre scissors, blocked?

Under the moonlight.

The blade that was more than one meter long formed a strong contrast with the scissors in Li Xuan's hand.

When.

Any boss in South Korea has this kind of strength?

As the ninth son of Korea, how did he not know that they were so powerful in Korea?

"Hey, hey, hey..."

Ignoring the surprise in Han Fei's eyes.

Li Xuan held the scissors in one hand and easily blocked the ghost soldier's sword, while saying with a slight dissatisfaction:

"You guys."

"Block the Edi storefront, disturb the Edi business."

"Actually, you still want to strike at the forehead?"

"Hurry up and go away, otherwise the forehead will start a fire, but it is very terrifying!"

The ghost soldier who held a sharp blade but could not break through the scissors in Li Xuan's hand, his face under the black mist was slightly ugly.

The blade in his hand was raised high, and then it brought a burst of frost and fell down.

In his eyes, he reflected the blade that fell at an extremely fast speed.

In the depths of Li Xuan's eyes, a hint of anger emerged, and his tone was extremely irritable:

"Ebel, this Xinzhengcheng has been opening a store for half a month!"

"That's only two guests."

"You guys, you actually want to bother with business!?"

The scissors in his hand flashed a touch of blue, and the arc flashed.

The originally ordinary scissors turned into a blue electric arc and broke through the air at a desperate speed.

Cut through the atmosphere, in the air, a blue electric current.

The blue current flashing at an extremely fast speed, in an instant, had already arrived in front of the ghost soldier who struck.

"Poof..."

Next second.

The blade flashed, and blood burst out.

The scissors with a blue arc slashed through the ghost soldier's wrist like an invincible divine weapon.

His palm was cut off, and Yin red blood splashed everywhere.

Sen Leng's blade slashed through mid-air and stuck on the ground several meters away.

The entire palm was cut off, the ghost soldier's painful face was distorted, and the black fog around his body could no longer cover his figure.

A middle-aged man dressed in black with a gloomy face was revealed.

Seeing the middle-aged man's dress under the black fog, Han Fei was not surprised at all.

With his wisdom, he had already guessed that this ghost soldier was simply a ghost behind the night.

On the contrary, it was Li Xuan...

The other party is not an ordinary person in Xinzheng, South Korea...

Also......

The ordinary people of Xinzhengcheng, where do they dare to come up with this kind of thing.

And what people dare to pull and pull on him, the ninth prince...

He should have thought that the other party could not be an ordinary person!

"What are you?"

"Dare to meddle in the affairs of nightfall?"

"Could it be... Not afraid of nightfall!? "

"Don't you hurry up and retreat!?"

Half kneeling on the ground.

This elite of the night, covering his broken wrist with one hand, raised his head, stared at Li Xuan's appearance, and questioned coldly.

In Xinzhengcheng, the name of the night is very good, and almost not many people dare to offend the largest black force in South Korea.

Therefore, even if Li Xuan cut off his palm with extremely terrifying means, he was not afraid at all!

With the appearance of this ghost soldier exposed.

The black fog around the remaining ghost soldiers also began to disperse.

The figures of several nightfall elites were revealed.

Hearsay.

Han Fei on the side also stared at Li Xuan and couldn't stop looking.

Before returning to Xinzheng, he had already covered Xinzheng and even the whole of Korea.

Among them...

But there is no such weapon as scissors, and the strength is not weak.

Could it be...

This person, not Korean?

The seven kingdoms of the world are connected to each other.

It is not surprising that occasionally some people who are not weak in the rivers and lakes walk the Seven Kingdoms.

At the very least, the strength that Li Xuan has shown at present, although it is okay.

However, it was not to the point of making Han Fei pay attention.

However, it is still a novelty for Han.

After all, where would people open a barbershop in the evening and then go out to solicit customers?

Even, using a pair of scissors as a weapon, I have never heard of it.

As soon as he heard the words of this ghost soldier, Li Xuan was stunned for a while, and after tidying up the white sweater on his body.

The azure arc flickered, and the scissors with arc flashed quickly in mid-air, and finally landed on his hand.

Holding the scissors and spinning in his hand twice, Li Xuan's expression was full of filth

"My name is Wu Liuqi!"

"Senior Hairstylist at Da Po Ding Hair Salon."

"The best at cutting air bangs!"

"It has always been loved by everyone with high-quality service and affordable prices."

"The current emotional situation is: single."

"In addition... Still an assassin! "

"Assassins of the League of Assassins!"

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"Ask for flowers", "Ask for tips", "Ask for collections", "Ask for monthly passes".