Qin Xiaochuan's expression was tense, he had already sensed the strong murderous aura of the killer hidden in the darkness.

After the killer misses the blow, he lies dormant in the night. He had a wishful thinking, and when Qin Xiaochuan couldn't hold it back, he would give him a fatal blow.

Qin Xiaochuan didn't plan to compare patience with the killer, so he groaned and slowly took off his undershirt.

Qian Xiaomei and Qin Xiaochuan have been intimate more than once, but tonight Qin Xiaochuan gave her a completely different feeling than before, seeing him in a critical moment, protecting himself with his body, I felt very happy.

Such a man is the man she needs for the rest of her life.

Ogawa...... Who are you?" At this moment, seeing him take off his clothes, Qian Xiaomei asked puzzled.

"Call the police!" Qin Xiaochuan whispered, and then threw the sweatshirt in his hand from behind the rock in the direction where the killer was hiding.

"Poof!"

With a muffled sound, the undershirt in the air was hit, emitting green smoke, and fell to the ground.

At the moment when the gunshot rang out, Qin Xiaochuan had already captured the killer's hidden position, he rushed out, raised his right hand, and a stone came out of his palm, directly hitting the killer's eyebrows.

This killer is too cunning, he hides in the bushes, wears black clothes, and almost blends in with his surroundings.

But the road is one foot high, and the magic is one foot high.

The killer didn't have time to identify what was flying towards him, so he hurriedly fired, but he didn't know that he happened to fall for Qin Xiaochuan's plan and exposed his hidden location.

Hurry!

Under the impetus of the aura, the stone shot like a bullet out of the chamber and shot towards the location of the killer.

The killer was extraordinary, almost at the same time as Qin Xiaochuan made a move, he rolled over, dodged the incoming stones, and repeatedly clasped the jet-black pistol in his hand.

Poof!poof......

Several dull gunshots rang out one after another, and several bullets went straight to Qin Xiaochuan's head, chest, and other vital points.

Qin Xiaochuan's expression was tense, his body was erratic, and suddenly more than a dozen figures appeared, and several bullets missed one by one.

The killer was stunned, he had always been conceited about his marksmanship, and he didn't expect the other party to dodge the dense bullets.

In the next second, Qin Xiaochuan had already appeared in front of him.

The killer was stunned and raised the gun in his hand.

But it was too late.

As soon as his hand moved, he only felt that the acupuncture points on his head, arms and other places had been hit, and he stiffened, lying in the grass like a corpse.

Qin Xiaochuan calmly walked up to the killer and dragged him to a slightly brighter place.

"Tell me, who sent you?" Qin Xiaochuan said coldly.

The killer's expression was indifferent, he stared at Qin Xiaochuan without saying a word.

"I have many ways to make your life worse than death, and that companion of yours enjoyed 'Manic Death' with me in the afternoon, and if you're stubborn, I don't mind casting it on you again. Qin Xiaochuan said.

"Xiaochuan, I've called the police. Who is he? Why did he kill us?" Qian Xiaomei was shocked and ran to Qin Xiaochuan.

Qin Xiaochuan shook his head. He was basically sure that the killer must have been sent by Peng Peirong, but he didn't want to talk nonsense until the killer confirmed it.

"Say, 'Who sent you?' Qin Xiaochuan asked.

"From now on, you will never have peace!" The killer looked at Qin Xiaochuan coldly and said, suddenly his eyes rolled, his taste foamed, and his neck was crooked to the side.

Qin Xiaochuan was taken aback, and hurriedly went to take the killer's pulse, but saw that he was already lifeless, and he couldn't die anymore.

"Dead. Qin Xiaochuan stood up indifferently.

Qian Xiaomei only felt a chill down her spine.

Who is the other party? Why do you want to kill yourself? What does he mean by "Never-Ending......

Five minutes later, the police rushed over, and Liu Yongkun personally led the team, and he was also taken aback when he saw this scene.

"Xiao Chuan, why did you provoke the 'Seven Colors' assassination organization?" Looking at the tattoo on the killer's chest, Liu Yongkun's face changed.

"Seven-color assassination organization?" Qin Xiaochuan frowned and muttered.

"Ahh

Qian Xiaomei screamed, her face changed suddenly, and her body was shaky.

Qin Xiaochuan immediately hugged her and said with concern: "Sister Xiaomei, what's wrong?"

"Five years ago, Master Qian, that is, your little sister's father, was hunted down by the 'Seven Colors' assassination organization and unfortunately died. At that time, it was the case I handled, and the murderer has not yet been apprehended. ”

Liu Yongkun pointed to the seven-color pattern tattooed on the killer's chest and said: "This is the symbol of the 'Seven Colors' assassination organization, this organization is very mysterious, and ordinary people will not know it." Xiaochuan, who did you provoke?"

"Brother Kun, could the killer be here for Sister Xiaomei?" Qin Xiaochuan asked rhetorically.

Liu Yongkun shook his head and said resolutely: "No! If it is aimed at Mr. Qian, when they killed Mr. Qian five years ago, they could do it, why wait until now?"

Qin Xiaochuan nodded.

Liu Yongkun's analysis is indeed very reasonable, Qin Xiaochuan can be sure that the killer is running for himself. So, who will be the one who hires the killer?

Liu Minghao? Or Peng Peirong?

The figures of these two people immediately appeared in Qin Xiaochuan's mind. He thinks he's only offended these two people so far.

Liu Yongkun looked at Qin Xiaochuan solemnly and asked, "Do you want me to send someone to protect you?"

"Brother Kun, no need. The killer is coming, and ordinary police officers can't deal with it at all, and it will only increase casualties. Qin Xiaochuan shook his head and said.

Liu Yongkun nodded, he understood that Qin Xiaochuan was telling the truth, patted Qin Xiaochuan's shoulder, and said solemnly: "Xiaochuan, then take care of yourself." ”

"Brother Kun, don't worry, these miscellaneous pieces can't help me. Qin Xiaochuan glanced at the killer on the ground and said lightly.

"Okay, you guys go first, we'll take care of these things. ”

Back at the villa, Qian Xiaomei seemed preoccupied.

Qin Xiaochuan pulled her to sit down on the sofa, hugged her and said, "Sister Xiaomei, don't worry about me, those killers can't help me." ”

Qian Xiaomei leaned on his arms, was silent for a while, and said with a melancholy face: "Xiaochuan, I found that the 'Seven Colors' assassination organization is like a ghost, hidden around me, lingering. ”

Qin Xiaochuan said: "You talk to me about the murder of your father five years ago." ”

Qian Xiaomei recalled it for a long time before she slowly opened her mouth.

"Five years ago, I was twenty-two years old and still in college. I don't know exactly what happened, and my mom didn't want to say more, except that my dad was killed by an assassination organization called 'Seven Colors'. I don't understand how my dad was just a businessman who got into the assassination organization. ”

Qin Xiaochuan pondered for a long time, guessing that he might have offended a certain bigwig in business, which caused him to be killed. But it was attacked by killers in the afternoon, and it was staged again in the evening. He couldn't help but tie the two things together.

It's too coincidental, just offended Peng Peirong, and he was assassinated by the killer in a row?

The encounter in the afternoon has been confirmed to be hired by Peng Peirong, but unfortunately he didn't pay attention to whether the killer's chest had a seven-color pattern at that time, could it be that Peng Peirong was the main messenger behind these two things today?

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