Chapter 683: Shadow Assassin

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On the way back to the hotel, Bing Zhixie looked at the small golden palm in his hand: "Perhaps I should also go to Beiwangpo, maybe it's really related to Dragon Zero. By the way, those mercenaries said to find a guide , It seems that the place is not easy to find."
At this time, the sky was almost bright, and the night like a shady night had slowly turned into a dark blue. Bingzhixie walks under the water blue magic street lamp. Generally, few cities have pure light magic crystal stones to make street lamps, so the night will be too dazzling, even if there are mixed with other element crystal stones. .
"Linda asked me to rush to Sindmore as soon as possible. She must have made important discoveries there, but I have been on the road for almost a month. Should I go to Beiwangpo to see?" Walking, Bing Childish evil stopped and glanced back and forth: "Oh, I seem to be lost. Is the hotel turning right or left?"
He was about to fly high into the sky to see the direction of the road, and suddenly saw a few people coming in front of him. Bingzhixie didn't pay much attention to it, but he found another group of people behind him, which made him have to pay attention. At this time, it was almost dawn, and people were basically no longer visible on the street, but this group of people walked one after another on the street that was no longer there. Obviously, it was not as simple as a walk in the middle of the night.
Bing Zhixie stood not far from the street lamp, and his bright light made his shadow very conspicuous.
The two groups were getting closer and closer, and finally stopped under the street lamp where Bing Zhixie was located. These people are not the same as those who assassinated Bingzhixie in the town. They didn't mean to hide their identity. They may be killers or not, but whether they are or not, their purpose is clear.
The killer does not necessarily have to be assassinated, as long as they can kill people, they are all killers. Perhaps in their eyes, so many of them have to work together to kill a teenager, which is completely a matter of hand.
Bing Zhixie looked at them, and they looked at Bing Zhixie. Bing Zhixie said: "Can I ask you a question before I start?"
The group of people came to silence for a while before saying: "What are you asking?"
Bing Zhixie said: "I just want to confirm whether someone hired you to kill me?"
"Now you know what else to ask."
Bing Zhixie suddenly laughed, which made these people who came to kill some people confused. Bing Zhixie smiled and said: "I feel sorry for you. The people who hired you know that you can't kill me and hire you. They just want you to try me to see my injuries over the past 20 days. Okay, does he still have a chance to kill me."
The killers also laughed and laughed: "It's funny, I've never heard such a funny joke. You said we can't kill you? Just now I thought that person spent so much money to hire us so many people to kill you Is this kid's brain burnt out?"
Bing Zhixie laughed: "It's not that his brain burned out, but you are too stupid. The people who hired you are not only smart, but also cautious. He knows that this kind of thing does not need to be done by himself, and he is even more worried about what will happen to him. Killed." Bing Zhixie knew that the person who hired the killer must be Rehoge's brother, but it must not be him himself. With his ability, he didn't need to play these tricks. Bing Zhixie said to them: "I will give you a chance to live, from where you come back and where you don't appear before me."
The killers were a little bit angry and angry, and a guy raised his sword and said, "You boy, you have such a big tone." He chopped off his head.
Bing Zhixie's eyes were cold: "This is what you asked for, don't blame me for not giving you a chance." While he was still talking, the killer's neck was suddenly cut with a big mouth and a broken throat. A large amount of blood was ejected from the tube and carotid artery, and the blood column was more than one meter high.
The killers were startled: "What's going on?" They didn't even see Bingzhixie's hands, they didn't even move, and they didn't feel the wind blade cut, how could the companion die at once, is it his speed? So fast that I can’t even see it?
It was this stunned that two people's throats were cut open. They covered their necks in horror as blood ran out of their fingers and kept bubbling. Then three more people were attacked, still with a big throat cut.
The remaining five people were stunned, and within a few seconds of this moment, six people had their throats cut one after another, and the tricks were invisible.
Bing Zhixie looked at them with a two-pointed smile, and said nothing, but these five people seemed to see the devil laughing, and all of them were faceless.
Two of them responded quickly and turned their heads to run, but before they ran away two steps, they encountered the same thing as before.
Bing Zhixie said: "I gave you the opportunity, and once the opportunity passes away, I will not come again."
The other three hurriedly covered their necks, and each face was frightened, as if they saw a ghost. There was a timid crotch, a sullen anger burst out, and he sat on the ground slack, and suddenly found that there were many shadows on the ground, people's shadows.
The timid man was shocked. There were clearly only four people alive. Why are there seven figures on the ground? He glanced at his eyes and found that the three shadows on the ground were exactly the same as the shadow under the feet of the white-haired boy in front of him, except for the shadows of himself and his two companions.
The timid man opened his mouth in horror, trying to say what he saw, but his fear made him say nothing. Looking at it again, I don't know when, the three extra shadows suddenly took out a shadow dagger in their hands. They walked behind their shadow and used their other hand to pull away the shadow of the hand that covered their neck. They suddenly felt that their hand was pulled away by a powerful force, and then their throat was cold...
Not far away, a person who secretly watched shook his head and sighed: "It's more than twenty days late, it's not easy to kill him. Forget it, I've been busy for so many days, and I haven't hired more powerful masters. , I hope the boss will not punish me for being too heavy. However, when did he learn the shadow magic, there is no such thing in the message said by the boss."
Looking at the dead bodies on the ground, these guys' guardian warcraft ran out one after another, some launched an attack on Bingzhixie, but were quickly killed by the shadow, and some escaped. Bing Zhixie fumbled over their bodies and found nothing valuable. In this line of work, the quality of a person's equipment is often proportional to their strength. It seems that these people are just for temptation, not a powerful role.
Bing Zhixie just got up and was about to leave. Suddenly, a severe headache hit him: "Ah...!!!" He knelt down on the ground in pain, with his hands in his head as if breaking him apart Brain. He curled up holding his head tightly, and the strange pain in his heart made him roll on the ground.
At this time, the shadow that he rolled on the ground stood up, and a pair of bright eyes suddenly opened, and then the shadow opened his mouth again, and showed an evil smile...
I don't know how long after that, Bingzhixie gradually woke up. He was already in the hotel when he woke up. He couldn't remember how he came back to the room last night. He only had a headache in his memory. He shook his head. It seemed that there was still yesterday's pain in his head. He climbed out of the bed with difficulty. There was another dizziness and nausea in his head. He had never been so uncomfortable. The pain yesterday was still fresh in his memory: "This Is...is this a side effect?" He knows that this pain will get worse with time, and the side effects of "shadow" are not just that. This is just the beginning, the beginning of tragedy.
After washing, Bing Zhixie felt more comfortable, opened the curtains, and the sunlight outside the window fell directly. It was already noon. There were many people on the street. Wealthy people drove cars, and those with no money walked the road. When they met acquaintances, they greeted each other. This is the life he longed for, and the life he could not achieve.
Out of the room, I went to the hotel restaurant and ordered some food. Bing Zhixie found that many people in the restaurant were talking about the dead last night. It is said that the law and order in this city has always been very good. Last night, there was such a serious throat-cutting homicide, which obviously caused a dispute among the residents in the past business trips. Even the waiters of this hotel got together to discuss this matter at their leisure.
Bing Zhixie beckoned, called a waiter, and asked, "How far is Beiwangpo from here?"
The waiter glanced up and down at first, and then said, "It will be thirty kilometers southwest."
"Thirty kilometers southwest." Bingzhixie is going to Sindmore to go northward. However, Beiwangpo is not far from here, just a little more roundabout, which is not related to his itinerary. conflict.
The waiter said: "Sir, you are going to Beiwangpo. I advise you to give up this idea. Recently, a lot of things happened in Beiwangpo. Many powerful mercenaries went there in groups and disappeared for no reason. Never come back again, and those complex terrain, there are many fierce beasts, but there is no recent thing, there is also a dangerous place. I think you are a foreigner, if you travel, just go shopping elsewhere Don’t go there anymore. You...you are so young, you don’t need to take such a big risk."
Bing Zhixie nodded gently and smiled, "Thank you, I didn't want to go to that place, but I heard people talking about it yesterday, and I was a little curious and asked."
"It turns out that way, that's good."
Bing Zhixie sees that he is very concerned about the safety of others' lives, and he doesn't want him to worry too much, and to say something else, so he panicked. In fact, he has planned how to go to that place.
The waiter hasn't left yet, he said: "Do you need anything else?"
Bing Zhixie thought for a while and asked, "How do the nearby mercenary unions go?"
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