The Secret to Picking Up Girls

Ling Wei looked in horrified shock at the mysterious figure who had stood up before her, wearing a strange mask. Although she didn't know the exact extent of this person's strength, judging from that palm strike just now, Ling Wei estimated that this person definitely possessed the strength of a Level Six. If he had attacked earlier, she and the others would have been absolutely unable to stop him.

Hiding on the side, Zhang Yuze was secretly shocked to see the Grim Reaper finally appear before him, but he still forcibly restrained himself from taking action, because he knew that even if he went out, he probably wouldn't be able to change anything. If he could find an opportunity to strike and retreat immediately, perhaps he could still achieve some results.

The Grim Reaper slowly walked towards Ling Wei with his blade in hand, his figure carrying a hint of desolation. In Ling Wei's eyes, this person seemed like a blade that had not yet been drawn from its sheath, a blade that was waiting to be unsheathed.

The Grim Reaper looked at Ling Wei, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"Today, all of you must die!"

With a "shua!" sound, the Grim Reaper's blade was suddenly unsheathed, a dense, almost tangible killing intent emanating from it. The blade was slightly red, and it trembled gently, emitting a sense of excitement, obviously having drunk the blood of many people.

"Pfft! Sizzle!" Without saying a word, the Grim Reaper swung his blade down at the two other members of the State Security Bureau on either side.

Fast! The Grim Reaper's blade was truly too fast, just like a true scythe of death.

The two members of the State Security Bureau didn't even know what was happening when they felt a chill on their necks, and blood spurted out wildly. In the next moment, their bodies went limp.

Before Ling Wei could cry out in grief and indignation, with a whoosh! sound, the Grim Reaper's blade slashed down at Ling Wei in the next second. What made Ling Wei feel strange was that this blade didn't carry the slightest hint of fiery energy. Ling Wei's expression became even more solemn, because she couldn't even judge the trajectory of the katana. It gave her a feeling of being able to penetrate everything, and she didn't know where to direct the soft sword in her hand. Unable to do anything else, Ling Wei had no choice but to close her eyes and rely on her innate intuition, which was stronger than that of ordinary people, to slash in one direction.

With a "clang!" sound, the blade shadow conjured by the Grim Reaper's blade instantly dissipated.

A strange look appeared in the Grim Reaper's eyes, and he nodded, saying in an odd voice, "You're not bad, but this is just a warm-up."

After saying these words, the Grim Reaper changed completely, and a dense, almost tangible aura emanated from his body.

"Sizzle!" The blade was still that unadorned strike, but the blade contained an endless sword intent, making Ling Wei feel a deep sense of powerlessness. She had already sensed the arrival of death. In this instant, she thought of everything from her childhood to the present, and couldn't help but close her eyes, a bitter smile appearing on her beautiful face.

At the last moment, a blade that seemed to have come from beyond the heavens appeared out of nowhere and collided with the Grim Reaper's long sword with a "clang!" sound.

Zhang Yuze had made his move. Although he knew that he was definitely not his opponent, at this moment, he found that he still couldn't sit idly by. Although the relationship between Ling Wei and Zhang Yuze was definitely not good, and could even be said to have a lot of misunderstandings, Zhang Yuze still absolutely couldn't tolerate letting such a beauty die in front of him.