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Xiao Nianqing continued to sneer: "I'm not very capable, but I'm not small."

"Whether I'm capable or not, you don't know?"

Xiao Nianqing: "..."

The smirk on Chen Anning's face slowly solidified.

Because he found that the smile on Xiao Nianqing's face gradually became meaningful.

……

It turns out.

Cheers come at a price.

Because today.

Definitely a sleepless night.

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154. Today's killer's target is...Chen Anning? !

late at night.

There are always some furtive shadows lurking in the shadows.

Sharp eyes without any killing intent fell on the not-so-luxurious mansion not far away, and the shadow hidden in the darkness gently raised the dark red dagger.

It was the color of blood, the color of death.

As an assassin, he once assassinated a powerful person who was two realms higher than himself.

As a killer, he has missed no more than three times so far.

As a killer, he understands that this task is not difficult.

The line of sight moves down slightly.

Although there is no cold wind in the winter night, there are still no pedestrians walking on the street.

He didn't worry at all that this desolate and remote city could have any power to reach the sky. With his means of hiding his breath and hiding his body, he was confident that he could enter and leave the City Lord's Mansion at will, and do whatever he wanted in this city of flowers. .

He even faintly felt that the high-ranking official who hired him was a little too cautious, so cautious that he wanted to laugh out loud.

A majestic killer at the Heavenly King Realm, but was assigned to assassinate an ordinary mortal.

ridiculous.

Mind this.

He gently took out the thick leather portrait from his pocket.

Accompanied by the bright and clear moonlight splashing on the portrait, the bright and light blue light illuminates the man in the portrait.

His appearance is not handsome, and his demeanor is not detached.

Dressed like an ordinary doctor, his eyes were somewhat lazy and simple.

The name of the dying person is also engraved in slightly distorted ink characters below.

Chen Anning.

"Even those characters are coming to take his life... It's really strange."

The killer licked his dry lips, and slowly put away the portrait.

Under the moonlight, that already pale face looked even more frightening.

He silently covered his face with a black cloth, and murderous intent gushed out of his eyes like an overflowing lake.

The moon is dark and the wind kills the night.

"Today is a good day."

The killer lowered his eyes and sneered, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the eaves.

……

Killing is an art.

Killing silently is a masterpiece of art.

For him, harvesting the target's life silently, and then leaving quietly like entering and exiting no one's land.

It was not until the second day that the body was discovered by others, and there was a shrill scream from the silent mansion.

That shocking, terrified scream was the highest praise in the world for him.

He will not be like other killers in the same organization-

He is an assassin in name, but in fact he just rushes to the door of someone's house with a knife in his hand, kills everyone who sees him, and finally kills the target.

Is this an assassin?

Is this the Shadow Killer?

This is clearly a butcher!

Assassination is not so unartistic.

He had argued with his companions about this matter before, but the other party threw him a sentence: "As long as you kill all the people who witnessed you, won't no one know that I sneaked in?"

He pondered for a long time but couldn't figure out how to refute this sentence.

Think about it later, that's all, different ways don't conspire with each other.

The assassination he longed for was silent killing, which was the real, ultimate art.

now.

He has already escaped into the huge Chen family mansion.

In his line of sight, he saw a young man striking iron hard in the side yard. His strength was deep and full of rhythm. It sounded like a skilled craftsman, but judging from his breath, he was very weak and not something worth noting. .

Secondly, there are several houses near the gate in the mansion, where monks obviously lived.

A man and a woman, among them the male monk is practicing.

"Sword repair?"

The killer frowned, and secretly said something strange.

Why is there a sword cultivator in this mortal doctor's mansion?

Moreover, the true energy of the male swordsman is quite strong. Although the realm is not high, he is a first-class genius compared to his peers.

As for that female sword cultivator... I don't understand what she is doing.

From the very beginning, she has been dealing with ore-like affairs, and she has also taken out paper, ink, pens and inkstones, and is constantly writing and recording something.

Can't understand, he really can't understand what this female sword cultivator is doing.

Has the current sword cultivator already tried all kinds of fancy tricks in order to realize the sword?

As expected of a young man, he really knows how to play.

"Forget it, don't care about these people."

His goal is always only one.

That is the mortal doctor in the portrait.

Thinking of this, he quickly moved his figure and came to the upper eaves of the mansion.

His eyes fell vertically, and he saw the scene of the inner hall directly through the tile roof.

The pupil technique with the perspective effect is the best way for the killer to determine the target's position.

In the end, it didn't matter if he didn't look at it, he almost didn't get frightened enough to swear.

"Where did the dog come from?!"

He was shocked to find that there were large canine monsters sprawled in the hall one after another.

But soon he realized that he seemed to be wrong. These were not dogs at all, but...

"Thunder Wolf?"

Hell.

This doctor...is he still a veterinarian?

Otherwise, who would put so many thunder wolves in their house?

But the problem is that the information about Chen Anning didn't mention that he was a veterinarian, let alone that he had worked in the Beast Controlling Sect.

Where did these Thunderwolves come from?

Moreover, the killer with sharp eyesight also discovered something extremely weird.

Among these Thunderwolves... seems to be a fox?

veterinary.

This Chen Anning is definitely a veterinarian!

The fox's hind leg was injured, and it was bandaged, obviously by Chen Anning.

In addition, there would be no Thunder Wolf in a normal doctor's house, so he could be sure that Chen Anning was a veterinarian.

Damn dark web.

Even a mortal's intelligence can go wrong.

The killer cursed inwardly for the unreliability of the intelligence network, and then cast his sight further into the room.

That is the back room, mostly the house where the owner will live.