Silent Killing

After all, Xu Hongfei was a successful martial artist of Qi Practitioner. Although he was hacked by several dartists who had been fighting with Old Daoist in the beginning, he eased off and immediately fled them.

At this point his face was already dark, but he walked up to the beaten boy and reached out to help the other person.

“I don’t need people to help.”

But the young man looked away and pushed his palm away, climbing up silently. Xu Hongfei looked at the stubborn back of the boy, a flash of mischief flashed on his face. In the end, he could only move back towards Zuo Zhicheng.

Seeing Xu Hongfei coming over, his face was purple and blue, Zuo Zhicheng said indifferently: “Remember in the future, before your fist is not as hard as a sword, no matter what kind of battle, find a weapon first.

Even the table legs, writing brushes, abacus, formidable power are much better than your soft fists. “

“I see.” Xu Hongfei said with his head down.

Paused, Zuo Zhicheng went on to say: “Although you have won those darts, they may not dare to mess with you again. But the little hanker is expected to be retaliated.”

Xu Hongfei raised his head: “How could …”

Zuo Zhicheng’s voice seems to have a magic power: “I told you before that they are the bottom of the rivers and lakes. Their strength is weak, so they can only find people who are weaker than themselves. At that time, I am afraid it will not It ’s so simple today.

Xu Hongfei immediately responded. Although he didn’t want to admit it, he knew in his heart that Zuo Zhicheng was completely right. He asked subconsciously, “What should I do?”

“The easiest way is to kill those dart masters.” Zuo Zhicheng said shrugged.

Xu Hongfei immediately changed complexion: “But … they don’t sin.”

The fatty on the side didn’t say anything from beginning to end, but when she heard the conversation between Zuo Zhicheng and Xu Hongfei, she thought in her heart: ‘So it ’s like this, is this kid? But my Master was not so gentle at first. He was given a knife directly, and he was held with a death sentence prisoner for five days and five nights. ‘

Xu Hongfei has a bit of justice, or a teenager’s longing for light. Justice, chivalrous feelings.

Zuo Zhicheng has no opinion on this feeling. I don’t think this relationship is bad. However, since Xu Hongfei was taken over by him, there will obviously be many conflicts with these things in the future.

So while Xu Hongfei was young, he was still loyal to him, and he was better at brainwashing. Zuo Zhicheng planned to subtlely change his values ​​a little to make him more suitable for doing things in the dark.

“You decide for yourself,” Zuo Zhicheng said casually, “what you do. You bear the consequences yourself.”

Xu Hongfei’s eyes flashed with contradictions, and he looked towards the beggar boy who was still wandering in the inn. The idea of ​​each and everyone emerged, and each and everyone was overthrown by him.

At this moment, Zuo Zhicheng suddenly frowned and looked towards the doorstep of the inn. It was a team of young and old, male and female, looking plainly dressed, and even a bit shabby.

Seeing Zuo Zhicheng look over. Fatty asked, “Sir, what’s the problem?”

“Look at these guys. Are they Hell Sect?”

That fatty hearing this shakes my body. I followed it, and his eyes of intelligence for many years were very poisonous, and immediately saw a lot of problems.

“I’m not sure, but there are definitely problems. The clothes don’t fit, and they don’t look like their own. The luggage is too heavy, but it doesn’t look like an ordinary person can pick it up, and the protruding parts under the clothes seem to be soldiers blade……”

Zuo Zhicheng also looked at these issues. But the biggest problem for him was still in the infrared line of sight. That same flow of strength with several Hell Sect martial arts, reveals a trace of Hell Sect.

“If there is a problem,” Zuo Zhicheng suddenly moved towards the pair of horses registered in the inn said, “Are you from the north?”

The head of the team was an old man with a big white hat. Hearing these words, he said, “Yeah, the north is too messy now, and we all fled all the way.”

Zuo Zhicheng took a sip of water, slowly said: “It’s been a mess recently, but the real besieged are all Hell Sect.”

The head of the old man flashed an undetectable loss one’s head out of fear, and suddenly laughed and said, “This hero, you ca n’t joke around, how can we, the old, weak, and sick, be Hell Sect? . “

People from the side of the river and lake also heard this. For a moment, people seemed to be looking towards the old man in all directions of the entire hall. He could not help but drip cold sweat on his forehead.

There are cold rays of light in Zuo Zhicheng’s eyes, staring closely at the old man and saying, “Hell Sect is the deity of Hell Yama. If you aren’t, just call Hell Yama a waste.”

Hell Sect is an evil sect, a religious sect. Everyone in them believes in Hell Yama, respecting the sect master as Yan De Holy Son, and letting the old man insult Hell Yama is obviously a good test method. .

The old man heard Zuo Zhicheng’s words, and a glimmer of cold light flashed in his eyes, but he was still groaning and never spoke. Seeing him like this, all the people around the rivers and lakes immediately became agitated, calling and insulting Hell Sect’s voice is constant.

Even the young people behind the old man showed anger on their faces, and the little children were all scared.

‘Too tender. ‘Zuo Zhicheng saw everything in his eyes, pinched off one corner of the table, put the triangle in his hand and tossed it, and then moved towards the old man.

With this throw, everyone could only see a flash of black shadow, accompanied by the sound of gusts of wind and thunder. The old man took a shot with his palm at a critical moment, blocking it in front of a teenager, but when he touched a wooden block with his palm, he only felt empty, and there was no formidable power.

“be cheated!”

Obviously, the power calculation of Zuo Zhicheng is very clever. When the wooden block fell on the head of the young man behind the old man, his strength had been exhausted, which was not enough to hurt people.

With a palm shot, after receiving this piece of wood, the old man immediately expected that it was Zuo Zhicheng testing whether he would martial arts, but when he expected this, it was already too late, almost At the moment he patted away the wooden block, Zuo Zhicheng had pinched it again and opened three wooden boards, and moved towards old man one after another.

There was obviously a little more effort at this moment, and the old man couldn’t react at all. He only heard three sounds of pā pā pā. A wooden block had broken his hat, and a lot of dark and beautiful hair fell apart. When he came out, the second quick wooden block rubbed his cheek, and the torn air directly scratched his skin mask, exposing a touch of white and tender skin.

The last piece of wood was directly swinging off the clothes on his shoulders, letting his coat fall completely, revealing a green dress and a bloody red bracelet.

Fat’s eyes widened instantly, and shouted, “It’s a lingering messenger, a ghost!”

Obviously, this Hell Sect’s team was disguised and wanted to escape from the North Famine, but they did not expect to be found here by Zuo Zhicheng.

All of a sudden, everyone in the lobby of the inn came out with a sword, and everyone looked towards the team of Hell Sect with a kind of greedy look.

“After catching the ghost!”

“None of these demons can let go!”

But just as they were about to rush up, Zuo Zhicheng’s eyelids dropped slightly, the frozen runes behind him had risen, and Ice Soul Frozen Demon Field started.

Words like Cold Ice Hell instantly brushed across everyone’s face, and the chill that penetrated the bone marrow shrouded everyone present.

“The Shadow Corps handles things, irrelevant people give me away.”