Singapore, Lowton Residences, is one of the top high-end mansions in the Lion City, with mountains and rivers in the background, purple air from the east, and extremely prosperous feng shui. The clouds are gone, the rainbows are in the air, the air is surprisingly fresh, and there are bursts of frogs chirping from the lotus pond. A three-story villa next to the pond, the sky garden is full of greenery, and under the parasol sits a short-haired young man in pajamas, who has his back to the pond and flips through a French version of "The Three Musketeers" in his hand. There was no wind, there were ripples in the lotus pond, and the young man who was reading slowly raised his head from the book, and his face was even more delicate and moving than that of a woman. His ears moved silently, and after a moment, he slowly lowered his head again, and once again indulged in the biography of the knightly columns of the Bourbons.

The windless rippling pond suddenly burst into a string of bubbles, and a face like a hibiscus out of the water slowly rose from the dark green water, biting a sharp dagger between its teeth. Her voice was extremely soft, and her movements were extremely slow, so gentle that even the lotus flowers that seemed to be sleeping a few meters away were not alarmed. She was like a duckweed, suspended in the water, and like a nimble koi, she silently passed by the lotus lotus. The water surface rippled, like flowing crystal gems, it was a mixed Asian and European face, and what was even more amazing was that her hair color was a rare pale red, and at this time, strands of red hair fluttered in the water, like colorful but poisonous jellyfish. It's just that most jellyfish live in the water, but she jumped up from the water abruptly, but the cable by the pond instantly landed on the wooden plank path next to the pond, and quickly approached the mansion and villa by the pond with very light steps.

She was as nimble as a fish in the water, but when she reached the shore she was surprisingly swift, and with little effort she crossed the wooden gate of the courtyard of the mansion, and the woman climbed up the wall of dry granite stone like a gecko, and in the twinkling of an eye she was under the balcony on the third floor. She clasped one hand on the edge below the balcony, and the other hand held on to the borrowing, and the sound of flipping books in the hanging garden was already close at hand. She slowly adjusted her breath, trying to blend in with her surroundings with every breath and breath, and her mixed-race face was full of coldness. Like a predator with excellent patience, she temporarily perched under the balcony in a very difficult and dangerous way, and her pale red hair seemed to change color at this time, and it also blended into the environment of the villa walls.

When the book turned the one hundred and thirteenth page, the woman took a deep breath abruptly, bent her knees slightly, and exerted her arms and legs at the same time, drawing a very beautiful arc in the air, and falling like a fallen leaf in the green hanging garden, the dagger that had just been clenched in her mouth was now held in her left hand, but there was a black leather whip in the palm of her right hand that I didn't know where she had just been hidden.

When he read the original sentence on page 113 of the book, the handsome young man did not reply, but the red-haired woman stopped and did not dare to step forward. When she reacted, there was more anger in the woman's eyes, and a cold light flashed, and the dagger had already stabbed straight into the young man's neck.

"Alas!" the young man who was reading the book sighed, leaning slightly to the side, the sharp dagger grazing his collar awkwardly, "How many times have I explained to you, I am not the one you are looking for." The young man rolled the book into a bucket and patted it lightly on his white wrist, and the woman seemed to be electrocuted, and the dagger in her hand fell to the ground with a "clang".

"Smack!" was the sound of the whip breaking through the air, and in the next second, the whip like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter had hit the young man's neck again. The young man, who was a hundred times more beautiful than a woman, smiled faintly, reached out and easily grabbed the ghost-like whip, the pitch-black whip seemed to be instantly restrained by a seven-inch poisonous snake, unable to move.

The red-haired woman let out a coquettish cry and secretly exerted her strength, but the whip held by the young man did not move at all.

"I've said it many times, you're no match for me. If you practice for another fifty or sixty years, you may still have a chance to fight with me, but with your current ability, even if you come to ten times, the outcome will not be much different!" the young man smiled, like a green lotus blooming in the sun.

The red-haired woman's face was complicated: "Even if I am not your opponent, as long as I am alive, I will definitely avenge my family, unless you kill me." The red-haired woman spoke Chinese poorly, with a foreign accent.

The young man couldn't help but laugh: "How many times do you want me to explain it to you?" and he said in French, "I didn't kill your family, you have found the wrong person for revenge." ”

The red-haired woman said hatefully, "I watched you kill Elena, Jacques, and Lily! I don't believe you, I only trust my eyes, because it won't lie to me!"

The young man shook his head and said, "My master said that the things in this world are more false and less real, and your eyes can see the appearance, but they can't see the inside. ”

The red-haired woman gritted her teeth, "Die!" She threw away the whip in her hand and rolled over in the air, a false elbow strike, only to hit the young man in the middle of his legs.

The young man frowned slightly, took a step back like lightning, and patted his palm on the red-haired woman's knee, the red-haired woman was in pain, and hurriedly retreated a few steps. It seemed to be an easy palm, but it seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, at this time she only felt that the leg that was slapped seemed to lose consciousness instantly, but after regaining consciousness, it was as heavy as being poured lead into someone's moment.

"Aphlodide, you will go to hell!" the red-haired woman said with a glint of hatred in her eyes, "I can't kill you, I will hunt down and kill the people of your Holy Sect, and my children and grandchildren will also devote themselves to killing you demons who disregard life." ”

The young man, whose face seemed to be more delicate than the woman, threw down the black whip and stood with his hands in his hands: "I repeat, I am not the Aphrodite you are looking for. Maybe he looks exactly like me, but I'm not him, my name is Li Huiyou, and I'm a Chinese businessman. ”

The red-haired woman's green eyes flashed with disbelief, but when she thought of the scene when her adoptive relatives were brutally murdered by the red robe, her expression became firm again: "My eyes won't deceive me, it's you who killed my family." ”

Like his brother, Li Huiyou has never lacked patience, and when he saw that the woman was still stalking and fighting, he was not angry, and said lightly: "When did your family die?"

The red-haired woman's face was gloomy, and she said dejectedly: "This time last year. ”

Li Huiyou said: "In Paris?"

The red-haired woman did not hide the hatred in her eyes at all: "You know everything, why do you still ask me?"

He suddenly said to the bedroom in the hanging garden, "Tell her where I was at this time last year." ”

Suddenly out of the bedroom came a blonde European young man wearing beach slippers, with a relaxed and smug expression: "Master, we were in China at this time last year. George took out a worn-out smartphone, opened the photo album and flipped through it randomly, and soon held up the photo in his hand and said to the red-haired woman, "Beauty, you see, this is the photo I took with Master on Lushan Mountain at this time last year." ”

Li Huiyou frowned slightly: "After reading it, I deleted it." ”

George grinned: "Okay, okay, delete it after reading it." George, who was born in the French "swimming pool", naturally knew how stupid it was to leave photo evidence for those who did their job, he just felt that it was a pity that there was a master, him, and the woman in purple who was killed in the photo.

The woman in red took the phone suspiciously, and sure enough, the photo of the two men and a woman in purple in front of her was a large screen in the background, showing the time of the day when Elena and them were killed last year. She looked at the picture, and then looked up at the young man who was as handsome as a woman, could there really be two people in the world who looked so alike?

Li Huiyou saw the hesitation of the woman in red, and continued: "I can understand your desire for revenge, but I am indeed not the cardinal you are looking for. In fact, I'm looking for him too. He slowly walked to the balcony and looked up at the blue sky and white clouds, "It's also important for me to find him." He sighed, the three brothers were adopted by the old lama Karma Pakshi since childhood, the eldest Gongjiao, and the old Sanyun Dao have all found their families, and only themselves are left, and they are like a leaf of duckweed in the ocean, and it seems that they will never find where their roots are.

The woman in red also seemed to have calmed down at this time, and the young man in front of her followed her for three months, assassinating no less than six times, and each time she was caught, but the young man in front of her never embarrassed herself. The scene of Elena being easily twisted off her neck by the red robe is still vivid, although her appearance is almost the same, she has clearly felt that the young man in front of her who calls himself Li Huiyou really does not seem to be the murderous demon in the red robe. But he said that he was a businessman, which she didn't want to believe, an ordinary businessman could escape safely in his six assassinations? An ordinary businessman could subdue himself with a single face? His strength could rank among the top three in the roundtable mutual aid group, but he couldn't even hold a face in front of Li Huiyou, how could he be just a simple businessman? And this blonde young man who follows his ass all day long, she can keenly capture the murderous aura of the blonde man, and she has also tried to fight the blonde, the other party's fist and foot kung fu is very mixed, including Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, Japanese karate, and even military fighting skills.

Li Huiyou turned around: "You and I are not the only ones who are interested in the Holy Sect in this world. The Holy Religion is the largest and most secretive organization in the world, and its tentacles may have penetrated into every aspect of each of our lives, but we are not aware of it. ”