Zhao Feng returned to his home in Yingming Community, put Yang Han on the bed, looked at the time, it was already 8:44, and there were only less than twenty minutes left before the start of the task, so he immediately changed into a black hoodie, left the house and locked the door.

Lowering the black shirt and hat, Zhao Feng did not choose to take the elevator downstairs, but rushed down from the safe passage, and flashed out of the dark corner of the entrance and exit of the underground garage, even if there was surveillance at the entrance, Zhao Feng would not be photographed.

Under the moon, Zhao Feng's running speed is getting faster and faster, and he finds that when his running speed is maintained at ten meters per second, the consumption of physical strength is the same as the recovery, that is to say, his physical strength will not be lost in the slightest, and his limit can reach about thirty meters per second, and in the extreme sprint state, the physical strength is enough to last for five minutes, and after the physical strength is exhausted, it will be fully recovered after one minute.

The night in the city is very lively, in order not to attract attention, Zhao Feng entered the more lively area, so he switched to normal walking, all the way to Nanshan No. 1 Middle School.

The gate of No. 1 Middle School is normally closed at 10 o'clock in the evening, but because tomorrow is the anniversary, some of the equipment built in the school may attract the covetousness of some bad people, in order to avoid unnecessary losses, the school gate will be closed at 8 o'clock tonight.

Zhao Feng bypassed the main entrance of the school and walked directly to the back door from the side path, which was actually a slit between the residential building and the school wall, no more than one meter wide, and even the sunlight rarely shone in it on weekdays, and at night, it was so dark that he couldn't see his fingers.

As soon as he walked into the slit path, Zhao Feng felt a sharp pressure coming towards him, like a half-out dagger, and the extreme killing intent was accurately suppressed in the most difficult state to be detected.

The edge has not reached the extreme, and the killing intent is waiting for you!

Zhao Feng lowered his head slightly, covering his face with a hoodie hat, and his five senses seemed to fluctuate invisibly after getting the Xuanyin amplification, with Zhao Feng as the core, scattered in all directions, and even every note of the "Bolero" being played outside the Internet café three or four hundred meters away three streets away was clearly transmitted into his ears.

In the crescendo symphony, mixed with the noise of the downtown area, the sound of the wind coming and going, and the heartbeat of the self, the killing intent hidden in it approached from behind Zhao Feng......

Scold!

The edge was revealed, and a dagger with a silver and white moonlight seemed to appear out of thin air, approaching the back of Zhao Feng's heart!

Suddenly, Zhao Feng's cold hair stood on end, and the sixth sense's sense of crisis made him almost subconsciously pounce forward, and then rolled over to find a position with his back against the high wall and squatted, because he was wearing a black hoodie, so he blended into the darkness and was vigilant around.

Just at the moment of the stalemate, a figure appeared at the end of the trail, and the figure came from the backlight, like an erosive drunk, floating and swaying from side to side, but Zhao Feng noticed the abnormality: the eyes of the "drunk" flashed with a strange blood light, obviously not an ordinary person.

"Blood...... Blood!!"

The mysterious drunk groaned, and then without warning, he pounced on the dark corner on Zhao Feng's right hand in a frenzied manner!

Hmmm——!

A cold light swept across the drunkard's neck, and the cold light stagnated in the air for a full two seconds before dissipating, although it was only for a moment, it still allowed Zhao Feng to glimpse the true face of the cold light hidden in the darkness: a slender figure completely covered by a black tights, only a pair of equally blood-red pupils reflected the scene of the drunk being blocked by a blow.

After a glance, he returned to calm, and at the same time, two different blood smells were smelled by Zhao Feng at the same time: the first blood qi came from the direction where the drunk man fell, and the second blood qi was in the corner ten meters away on the left hand side.

Both blood gases have a strong smell of rust, but the blood of the former is mixed with a rancid stench, while the blood of the latter has a faint medicinal fragrance attached to it.

Zhao Feng raised his head slightly, looked at the source of blood qi on his left with his golden demon pupils, peeked through the darkness, and saw a half-kneeling figure gasping slightly, even if he was breathing, he didn't make the slightest sound, and on the right abdomen of this person, there was blood oozing out of the tights, obviously he had been injured a lot before.

"Blood...... Blood!!"

At this time, the drunk man who should have been killed got up again, and his still weird body swayed and turned around, and slaughtered in the direction of the second blood qi!

"Tsk!"

An extremely unwilling lip smacking sound came out, and immediately, the man in black endured his injuries and prepared to fight back, but this time he obviously had no strength to hide his figure anymore, even though she knew that there was another crisis hidden in the darkness.

Swish!

The dagger converged three points of chill, but the lethality was not weak at all, the two were staggered twice, and one right arm flew up and landed on the ground.

The wound in the black's abdomen cracked open with the movement, and the extreme pain forced her to half-kneel again, and even the dagger fell to the ground with her hands, and before she could react, there was another life-threatening roar behind her-

"Blood !!"

In a strange scene, the drunkard whose throat was cut by a sharp blade and whose right arm was separated from his body was even more bloody, waving his left hand and rushing towards the man in black, the nails of the five fingers of his left hand instantly became slender, ten centimeters long, and the nails were shiny with blood, full of danger!

"Oops!"

The black-clothed man secretly said in his heart, he didn't need to look back to know that there was a crisis behind him, his left hand covered the wound on his right abdomen, and his right hand wanted to pick up the dagger on the ground, but he couldn't do anything.

Whew!

Five bloody claws pierced the air, and the man in black knew that he was afraid of nine deaths tonight, so he subconsciously turned his head to look at the approaching drunk, but he saw a black shadow rushing towards her at a faster speed.

Zhao Feng on the side decided to make a move, obviously, the drunk man was no longer a "person", in this case, he couldn't sit idly by, he immediately rushed to the side of the man in black, picked up the dagger as quickly as possible, the unexpected heaviness, and didn't care about guessing the material of the dagger, and directly shook it back!

——!!

In the black-clothed man's field of vision, he only saw a cold light passing over the five blood claws, and the next moment, the mysterious black shadow blocking her in front of her turned the dagger in her back to the right with skillful techniques......

At this time, Zhao Feng glimpsed an illusion in his magic pupils: a dagger pierced into the drunkard's heart.

"I see...... I thought I was glimpsing the future...... Not really...... What I see is death. ”

Zhao Feng came to his senses, and immediately stabbed out with a dagger, pointing directly at the drunkard's heart, and at the same time, the symphony echoing in his ears reached its climax-

"Blood !!"

The half-foot-long dagger blade completely sank into the heart, and the drunk man screamed, but the body's functions began to gradually decay when the heart was damaged, and the last life in the body was also gone......

The blood in the drunkard's eyes was hidden, and he returned to the original darkness, completely becoming a corpse.

Zhao Feng pushed the drunk man forward violently-

Thump!

"You...... You're not Cai Jie...... Who are you?"

Behind him, there was a question from the man in black, it was a woman's voice, the tone was slightly hoarse, but the owner who could hear the voice was not very old.

Zhao Feng didn't answer immediately, and it was known from the words of the man in black that it was not an accident that Cai Jie would have been attacked here, but was targeted.

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Feng thought that the black-clothed killer behind him was the only breakthrough at present.

"Let's make a deal...... Trade your life for a piece of information......"

Zhao Feng lowered his voice and made an extremely low voice.

When the man in black heard this, he laughed secretly in his heart, thinking: Although you have a little kung fu in your hands, it would be too naïve to think that you could threaten me like this!

But then, the person in front of him slowly turned his head, and a pair of eyes shining with golden brilliance were revealed under the deliberately lowered coat and hat, and from these eyes, the man in black saw inhuman indifference-only the baptism of countless deaths could give birth to the chill under this eye!

"Who the hell are you?" The man in black didn't notice that her voice was already trembling slightly, she had already seen the illusion from the magic pupils: a river of blood, corpses like a mountain, a person standing on the top of the mountain, his face was unknown, only a pair of golden eyes, looking coldly.

"Speak up about your employer, and I can get you out in peace. The colder Zhao Feng's voice became, and a trace of killing intent appeared in his heart.

"I don't know, and I won't say ...... Kill me......" The man in black shook his head, not daring to look at those eyes again, and he couldn't have the idea of resisting, so he could only bow his head and accept his fate, anyway, for her, she was ready to sacrifice before every mission.

“...... Give up the assassination of Cai Jie, can you live, accept?"

Zhao Feng retreated to the next best thing, at least to ensure Cai Jie's safety for the time being.

"It seems that you should know Cai Jie...... As soon as I cancel a mission, other killers will take over the order...... The mission was required to be completed within a month, and I had already spent ten days gathering intelligence and scouting the terrain...... I won't be on a mission for the next twenty days...... Tasks will also not be cancelled actively...... That way, the other killers won't be able to take on the task, I ...... That's all I can do......" The man in black said with his head down, his voice and breath getting weaker and weaker.

"Yes. ”

Zhao Feng nodded, and with a wave of his hand, the Circular Sphere and Immune Body Xuan Seal that had been hanging beside him fell into his palm.

Da ......

The man in black noticed that Zhao Feng was approaching her, and his heart tightened suddenly, thinking that the killing machine was coming.

Zhao Feng struck the Xuanyin at the black-clothed killer's Heavenly Spirit, and then turned to leave......

A quarter of an hour later, the man in black came back to his senses and found that the injuries on his body had fully recovered, and even the scars and acne on his body that had been on his body for many years had disappeared.

He ...... Who the hell is it?"

The man in black looked up, looked at the light at the end of the path, and muttered to himself.