Teahouse after the moon.

"You're not going to let me kill in front of you, are you?"

Wei Xiaobao looked at the knife that had gradually gained the upper hand in the field, and said with a smile, he said it to Jiang Yirong.

"What do you say?!"

Jiang Yirong turned her head to look at Wei Xiaobao, who understated the murder, with a serious face.

"Isn't it okay for bad guys too?"

Wei Xiaobao continued to probe.

"You don't seem like a good person, do you?"

Jiang Yirong pursed her lips and said.

Wei Xiaobao shook his head and smiled bitterly, it seems that if you want to make the woman you like obedient, you can only do it after some hand-to-hand combat.

At this moment, there was a muffled snort from the field, and then I saw the knife retreat a few steps one after another, his chest was already stained red with blood, and a bloody wound was imprinted in the eyes of the two spectators.

The knife was defeated.

The killer seems to be undying once the war starts, and even if he is no longer a killer, the courage not to admit defeat seems to be there all along.

The injured knife gritted his teeth, clenched the knife in his palm again, and stared coldly at his opponent, intending to launch the next wave of attacks.

"Enough. ”

Wei Xiaobao looked at the knife and shook his head. Then he changed to the killer with good strength.

"Your opponent is me, why bother to hurt the innocent. ”

The killer turned his head to look at Wei Xiaobao, with a blazing heat in his eyes, his face was expressionless, and his fighting spirit was full of intent. Generally, people who claim to be masters always like to challenge the strong.

And Wei Xiaobao is obviously a strong man, this is the sixth sense between masters.

"I've heard people say you're strong, I don't believe it, let me see if you're as strong as they say!"

This is the first thing the killer has said since he appeared.

"You'd better strike first, if I strike first, you'll die!" But I promised others that I wouldn't kill you today. ”

Wei Xiaobao spread his hands helplessly, and turned his head to look at Jiang Yirong behind him.

"Be careful!"

At the moment when Wei Xiaobao turned around, Jiang Yirong suddenly exclaimed!

Because at the moment when Wei Xiaobao turned around, the killer suddenly moved, and the long knife in his hand stabbed directly at the back of Wei Xiaobao's neck!

Wei Xiaobao looked at Jiang Yirong who exclaimed in surprise, blinked, and did not turn back in a hurry, but a majestic murderous aura suddenly emanated from his body, instantly permeating the entire teahouse.

The killer also felt this strong murderous aura, and the body that rushed forward unconsciously paused.

Just as the killer was slamming into the moment, Wei Xiaobao, who was originally facing the killer sideways, suddenly turned his toes as an axis, his body rolled to the side, and the other foot kicked out like lightning, kicking the killer's lower abdomen!

The killer snorted, and his body flew out uncontrollably, opening his mouth and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Before the killer landed, Wei Xiaobao had already rushed to the killer's side like a ghost, and suddenly slapped a palm and slapped it on the killer's chest!

The killer, whose body was still in mid-air, was slammed to the ground by this palm, and there was no more sound.

The difference in strength is visible to the naked eye.

Jiang Yirong looked at Wei Xiaobao who was standing there with her back to her, she couldn't believe her eyes, she didn't expect Wei Xiaobao to be so powerful, this was the first time he saw Wei Xiaobao make a move.

"Dead?"

After a long time, Jiang Yirong, who had come to her senses, rushed to the killer in surprise and asked loudly, wondering whether to catch Wei Xiaobao, who actually killed in front of her.

With a hint of luck, Jiang Yirong probed the killer's snort and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The killer was still alive, but a pitch-black palm print appeared on his chest, and Wei Xiaobao's palm directly smashed the clothes on the killer's chest, leaving a palm mark, and the killer's exposed skin was already pitch black.

Jiang Yirong turned to look at Wei Xiaobao, who had just lit a cigarette, with a face full of surprise. She also felt the invisible pressure just now, and she knew that it was emanating from Wei Xiaobao's body.

Who the hell are you? Jiang Yirong thought to herself, and couldn't help but be even more curious about Wei Xiaobao's identity.

"I mean what I say, I didn't kill him, I'll leave a life for you to go back and have a good trial. ”

Wei Xiaobao spread his hands and said with an innocent face.

"I know what to do, I don't need you to teach me. ”

Jiang Yirong said, took out her mobile phone, and dialed the number in the bureau.

Wei Xiaobao smiled, glanced at the knife standing in the distance, and turned around and walked out.

"Thank you. ”

Just as Wei Xiaobao was about to walk to the door of the teahouse, he heard Jiang Yirong's voice coming from behind.

Hearing this 'thank you', Wei Xiaobao was stunned for a moment, then a satisfied smile appeared on his face, and he strode out.

Jiang Yirong, from now on, you can't escape from the palm of this lord's hand.

Outside the teahouse.

"Can you still resist?"

Wei Xiaobao glanced at the knife that was still bleeding from his chest, and asked with a frown.

"It's fine. ”

Knife shook his head and whispered.

In the battle just now, Xiaodao saw it in his eyes, and he had a little more awe for Wei Xiaobao in his heart.

"Go to the hospital. ”

With the roar of the sports car, it sped away in the direction of the hospital with the injured knife.

For Wei Xiaobao, the killer that Wan Jia was looking for happened to meet Jiang Yirong was an accident, and it was also a gain, because in this way, Jiang Yirong would find Wan Wan. It's not for him, it's because Jiang Yirong herself is J Cha and won't sit idly by.

......

Wanji Group.

Wan Jun sat in an office on the third floor, drinking non-stop, and looked a little depressed.

He hadn't had a good look on his face since he heard that the third assassination had failed again, and he had been in the office for the past two days, not even returning home.

"Young master, someone is looking for you. ”

At this time, Qian Feng pushed open the door and walked in, standing at the door and whispering.

"Don't you see that I'm annoyed?

Wan Jun glared at Qian Feng impatiently.

"It's J Cha. ”

Qian Feng peeked out of the door, turned his head to Wan Jun and said in a low voice, keeping his eyes on it.

Hearing that Qian Feng said that J was looking for him, he scolded secretly, put the wine in the drawer, tidied up his clothes, and nodded to Qian Feng.

After a while, two policemen, a man and a woman, came in from outside the door.

Jiang Yirong!

"Hello, we are from the city bureau, we suspect that you are buying a murderer, please follow us back to J for investigation. ”

Jiang Yirong frowned, waved her hand, drove away the pungent smell of alcohol, and opened an arrest warrant.

"What? Are you mistaken?"

Wan Jun stood up directly from his chair in surprise.

"If it's a mistake, go back with us and find out as soon as you investigate. ”

Jiang Yirong said coldly.

The killer who was knocked unconscious by Wei Xiaobao finally confessed to the crime and said the name of the buyer after 48 hours of continuous interrogation by Jiang Yirong and at the same time.

It's Wan Jun, no doubt.

"I want to see a lawyer. ”

Wan Jun sat on the chair with his butt and didn't plan to leave just like that, but his eyes were a little flustered.

"Just let the lawyer go directly to the city bureau, now you have to go with us, you are being arrested, not to assist in the investigation, it is better to find out the situation. ”

Jiang Yirong's face was expressionless, and her voice was cold.

If Wei Xiaobao hadn't been present that day, she might have died in the teahouse, how could she easily let go of the people who hired the killers, although those two killers were going to Wei Xiaobao.

Wan Jun had no choice but to watch himself being taken away. Before going out, he glanced at Qian Feng, who had been guarding the door.