Death Sutra

The Dutch woman showed many assassination techniques she had learned at the Carving House. It was Gu Shen’s missed thing to learn again.

The carving wood house not only teaches martial arts, but also has dozens of singular knowledge such as easy tolerance, tracking, interrogation, and oral skills. Apprentices can choose some of them according to their own abilities and abilities. No one can learn all, but no one. Stupid to one does not learn.

The lotus girl did not have a good capacity, but she had made a heavy makeup. Even so, no one could recognize her. Gu Shen was the first time she saw the lotus girl wearing a red dress. She couldn’t believe her eyes.

The change is not only her appearance, but also temperament. The lotus girl seems to have changed one person from the inside out. The eyes flow, the tenderness is like water, and there is no half-killer.

Perhaps this is also one of the wonders of the professor at the Carving House. Gu Shenwei has to admit that this technique is very useful. Who can think of such a wonderful lady with a savage sword hidden under the skirt?

Unfamiliar Dahan Song Lao San almost destroyed the entire assassination plan, but also made the prostitutes dressed as a woman more authentic.

As soon as she entered the small room upstairs, the Dutch woman took out the dagger from her sleeve and killed Song Laosan. The subsequent voices were all sent by her alone.

There is something in the eyes of the knife **** Huang Shian, so that the woman is sure that this man will come up to the hero to save the beauty, that kind of thing is called chivalry, or dignity, or purely want to prove his male strength, just compete with the male beast The female beast is like the fight of your life and death.

The Dutch woman plays a one-man show and waits for the prey to be hooked. If the "hero" who comes up is not Huang Shi'an, but another man, she can only kill one innocent person and then quickly evacuate.

This is the longest quarter of an hour spent by the Dutch woman. Like the Huannu, she is the killer of the minions. She knows that she has a powerful force, but she has to count on how much this power is stronger than her opponent. They still have to Consolidate confidence with successes.

Huang Shenan, the knife god, went upstairs and pushed open the door. He found that there was no light in the room, and he couldn’t help but see it.

"Close the door." There is a soft woman voice on the opposite side.

Huang Shidao closed the door, but pulled out the knife. He is the top knifeman. He can find danger by feeling. He is still a arrogant knife, not afraid of killers, not afraid of female killers.

"I hope that you will have the energy to do something else later."

This is the last sentence of Huang Shi'an, the **** of the scorpion. In the darkness, a tidal wave of murder is suffocating, causing him to suffocate and his hands and feet to be soft.

But the knives are still out of the knife, cut to the murderousness that the avalanche is generally pressing, and want to make a hole for breathing for himself.

Then he no longer needs to breathe.

The chest is like acupuncture, a slight pain, nothing left, he knows that he is about to die, his mind has two thoughts: I don’t know who this woman is; the debts owed are not returned. .

The Dutch woman was only a little faster than the knife god. When her sword stabbed the target, Huang Shi'an's knife was only a few inches away from her. At the last moment, the force was wiped out, and her arm fell obliquely.

The Dutch woman did not take a thorough assassination method. She needed the sword to achieve the best condition, so that she could use this murder to improve the sword.

The Dutch woman turned the red dress and turned into a mysterious man wearing a black cloak and wearing a hood. She cut off the head of the man and walked out of the room when she was not watching the downstairs. She slowly went downstairs and left.

Her dress is a common style in Nancheng. It has not caused anyone's suspicion. A few drops of blood have fallen on the ground and it was discovered afterwards.

The red female killer’s name rose, but the halo did not fall on the lotus girl. In Saitama, few people knew her existence. Everyone heard the two female sons of Shangguan’s family.

When Shangguan Yu was the first to be considered a beautiful and unparalleled female killer, many of her guesses turned to Shangguanru because she was obviously taller.

Shangguan does not matter, even feels very interesting, Yu Gongzi can be a little unhappy, "I will be the kind of woman? I..."

She can only talk about it here, can no longer express dissatisfaction, because all the means used by the lotus woman are taught by Jinpengbao, because one of the Jinpeng killer's precepts is unscrupulous. If a person cares about identity and looks, how can he become a An excellent killer?

The female son of Shangguan’s family inadvertently revealed that she was not the real killer.

Many people have smelled the wind and rain, and the unexpected hegemony has not been carried out immediately.

Yushe regretted that the sword **** was erected as the treasure of the town. They swallowed the bitter fruit of their own brewing. Although Huang Shi’an rarely participated in the battle, it was the psychological pillar of all the slashers. His death made many people tremble with fear. There are no more than five people in the group, and they don’t even dare to go out.

Ye Silang refused to play in the name of Yushe, but he went to the Yushe several times with his own sword, followed by a group of good deeds, and each time he was told that the killer Yang Huan was absent.

The company spent a lot of effort to find the whereabouts of the slaves. The methods of exploration and purchase were used. Many people who had a little relationship with the slaves made a small fortune and were also coerced by the sword. The fact that Huannu is indeed not in the Shushe, nor in the North City.

Gu Shen avoided the war, and the Dutch woman escaped from the scorpion, and the rice-faced hooded rice shopkeeper rented a small house in the name of others in the name of others. The two have been hiding there, planning the next action. .

Gu Shen made up his mind, no matter how others look, he must act secretly, never accept the open challenge, and the decisive battle with Ye Silang is glory, that person is only to remove the nails from the Mengwu son.

The reputation of the killer Yang Huan has fallen to no more. He is now a despicable and incompetent person, only hiding in a dark corner and stealing.

Gu Shenwei does not explain to anyone, even if he does not go to the north city to see the ten sons, he is discussing swordsmanship with the lotus girl every day, and taking turns to monitor Ye Silang’s residence at night.

Gu Shen made a guess that Ye Silang must hide the protector. This speculation was confirmed after several days of observation.

"He is very good at light work." The lotus girl first discovered the trace of Chu Yangjun, and his evaluation was such a sentence.

"You lose more than the sword. You win when you kill." Gu Shen whispered this sentence and became interested in the Peng Xianren who had never met.

The swordsman is always too proud. Ye Silang let Chu Yangjun secretly protect himself. It is already the biggest concession he made on his own safety. If no assassin appeared, Chu Yangjun would not show up. These two people disdain to play. Intrigues, so I will never agree to the use of Ye Silang to set up traps.

Gu Shenwei thinks that he and the woman have won.

The entire South City has been strained by the long battles that have been delayed. Every day in every pub, there are people who can say with certainty that the war is going tonight.

One of the pubs is only a half-street away from Ye Silang’s residence. It’s dirty and small. It’s huddled in a pile of palatial brothels and casinos. It’s unremarkable. The guests have never been much, and the days are even more deserted. But ushered in a repeat customer.

The repeater showed up every morning, and the treasurer personally gave him a pot of homemade rice wine, a dish of marinated peanuts, and a plate of cooked beef. The style never changed. The guests would spend a long time eating the little food and then borrowing from the pub. The room was small, and there was nothing but a bed in the room. It was very neat and tidy. He left in the evening, did not return all night, and occasionally disappeared during the day.

The guest’s black robe hangs down. Even when eating, the face is hidden in the hood. Never talk to anyone. The treasurer never takes the initiative to pick up the food.

This is the first Yang Jun, who is guarded in the vicinity of Ye Silang every night. When Ye Silang goes out during the day, he is also mixed in the crowd following him. Observe the clues and never let the assassin win the second time.

He never thought that he was the target of assassination.

On the evening of the fifth day of February, the pedestrians on the street were like the tide. Nancheng was stretching like a resurrectional beast, and it continued to scream. Chuyangjun went to Ye Silang’s residence and fulfilled his duties. It was his willingness to even be happy. The next task.

Everyone has a face, and it will become another pair at any time. Indifference becomes enthusiasm, joy turns into anger, and tenderness turns into hatred. Suddenly, one pair will become a killer.

The steel dart was sent out from a few people, scratching a man's clothes, flying over the arm of a woman, and neither of them noticed that they continued to walk.

Chu Yangjun's body is slightly side, and the steel dart hits the scabbard across the cloak.

He saw the assassin, the same black cloak, but at the moment of the darts, he showed a bright red dress, it was a woman.

Chu Yangjun dexterously squeezed through the crowd, trailing the red woman outside the ten steps. If someone wants to compete on the light, he will not admit defeat.

The woman in red was hiding from the east, and she used all the means to avoid the tail behind her. So she turned several turns and entered the alleys where the pedestrians were scarce.

This is in the middle of the beginning of Yang Yangjun, he speeded up, intends to take the assassin to live in twenty steps.

The woman in red seemed to be in a hurry, walked into a dead end, and saw nowhere to hide. She jumped on the roof and prepared to speed up. At the same time, she was leaping, but she ushered in a sword.

The feet are three feet away from the ground. Chu Yangjun understands that he has a trap and three feet. He pulls out the sword and his heart is calm and fearless. When the body is beyond the roof, he has already stabbed the target, whoever I think that the first Yang Jun can not be a sword at any time, that is a big mistake.

The long sword stabbed, and the tremor that occurred when the target muscles contracted from the tip of the sword was like the last dead leaf in the late autumn falling on the calm lake. The ripples that were stirred were not visible, but they could spread to the other side.

The swordsman will not let the sword in his hand stay in the enemy, and the sword is as important as the sword.

Chu Yang’s heart was sour, as if his favorite flower was red and ruined, bringing the loss and sorrow of the moment. He loosened the hilt, did not take back the sword, and the body fell down and fell to the south city. Above the dirty snow, that is one of his most disgusting things.

Looking up, the black killer stood on the roof and looked down. The sword swayed up and down on his chest. The first Yang Jun recognized the identity of the killer, revealing the last smile, such as a woman's quiet face without the slightest resentment.

"Tell Shiro, bury me under the peach tree."

Gu Shenwei only heard the last words of the swordsman dying, did not see his smile and face.

(Seeking for advice)