There is a wooden building on the edge of the quiet Huaihai Lake, which is antique and is a private bookstore.

There are still many people reading books in the bookstore, quiet, elegant, and leisurely, no matter who sits in front of the elegant rosewood table and chair, holding a book, I feel that the whole person is a lot nobler.

In addition to books, the bookstore also offers coffee, drinks, and food.

A middle-aged man with eyes was sitting by the window reading a book, and through the bright window he could see the bustling crowd on the street.

The middle-aged man had a hardcover book in front of him, a steaming cup of coffee on his right hand, and a piece of duct tape wrapped around his wrist.

His face is a five-crowned and upright face, and the blue stubble makes him look mature and stable.

He was dressed in a clean Versace suit, his hair was combed and shiny, and he looked like a white-collar worker who had been in the office for many years.

Xu Xiangbei also picked a book, sat down opposite the middle-aged man, and the two looked at each other, ordinary glances, but like two high-voltage currents intertwined.

Xu Xiangbei recognized that the middle-aged man who was reading the book was the killer of the Sword Palace who was beaten away by him in the grove that night, and of course the killer also recognized Xu Xiangbei.

Although the two didn't make any movements, their eyes were just intertwined, but they exuded a powerful murderous aura all over their bodies, like two storms colliding together.

The people around them felt uncomfortable, and they lifted up, looking for the source of this bad feeling, but found nothing.

This kind of murderous confrontation is like substance, which makes many people feel uncomfortable.

Many people returned the books to the shelves and left the bookstore, and no one dared to linger within ten meters of the two of them.

Xu Xiangbei said with a hippie smile, "I'll invite you out for a cup of coffee, okay, the environment here is a bit poor, not elegant enough." ”

Xu Xiangbei didn't really want to invite him to coffee, but asked the killer of the Sword Palace to go out to fight, not to destroy the tranquility of the bookstore, and it was not that he didn't think it was elegant enough, but it was too elegant to fight.

The Sword Palace killer sneered: "Ten minutes later, there is a small courtyard by the lake, the owner is not at home, I can just invite you there to have a cup of tea, let's go." ”

The two of them were like a pair of old friends who had just met, and they walked together towards the courtyard that the Sword Palace Killer had said.

The Sword Palace killer also saw Zuo Mu in the crowd in front of the bookstore, his smile became thicker, and his murderous aura became heavier: "Very good, I'm still looking for you everywhere, you actually came together, so I don't have to look for it everywhere." ”

"Whoever is looking for everyone is the same, are you alone? Do you want to find a few companions?"

"No, three of my companions are dead, and one companion may not have escaped your clutches, I have become the commander of the light pole, and I am alone. ”

"Yes, that's so worry-free, the whole family is not hungry when one person eats, even if you die, no one will shed tears for you, one hundred deaths, it's very worry-free." ”

The killer of the Sword Palace showed a sharp killing intent in his eyes: "Yes, it is not certain who will kill the deer, do you think that the two of you, if there are more people, there is a chance of winning? I can't beat you alone?"

"Did we fight that night, did you fight in the woods, can you still hold a sword in your wrist, do you want to wait until your injuries are healed?"

"Will you be willing to let me go back to recuperate? ”

"It's not that easy, I want to avenge my junior brother. ”

Zuo Mu also surrounded him from behind, and the three of them walked to the small courtyard together, the door was open, and it opened with a light push.

Just after the Sword Palace Killer walked into the small courtyard, the Sword Palace Killer rushed forward and fled into the house.

Zuo Mu was just about to chase after him, but was stopped by Xu Xiangbei.

"Be careful, this guy is very cunning, if you chase him in, I'm afraid you'll fall into his trap. ”

"You can't just watch him slip away. ”

"I'm in front, you're behind me, keep a little distance, don't follow too closely. ”

Xu Xiangbei shook his hands, and rushed into the house with four iron galls in both hands.

As Xu Xiangbei expected, the Sword Palace killer designed a trap, and as soon as he entered the house, he heard the sound of whirring wind coming from the house, and the sound of hidden weapons was everywhere.

The four iron balls danced impermeably, clanging gold and iron gnaws for a long time, and a layer of hexagonal diamond-shaped darts fell all over the ground.

Looking at the sharp hexagonal darts all over the ground, Zuo Mu was scared into a cold sweat, if it wasn't for Xu Xiangbei pulling him just now and letting him break in first, I'm afraid he would have turned into a big hedgehog.

Xu Xiangbei whispered: "This building is an abandoned unmanned office building, this guy has already set up an organ, we are on Huang Mao, I feel that Huang Mao and him are in the game." But being able to kill us is the layout, it can't kill us, it's just a difficulty, as long as we are careful, we can get through it safely. ”

There was a loud sound of music coming from the room, I don't know where it came from, like a speaker was stuffed in every corner.

Zuo Mu sneered: "What does this guy think, he wants us to listen to music?"

Xu Xiangbei showed a contemptuous sneer, but he also secretly admired the killer's amazing observation, he obviously wanted to interfere with his hearing.

This killer had known that he was good at listening to swords since the battle in the grove last night, and he couldn't help but feel some pressure.

Whoosh, two sword lights flashed up, and two ninjas wearing identical black night clothes, holding cold and shining long swords, stabbed towards Xu Xiangbei.

Xu Xiangbei raised his hands one by one, and a pair of iron balls were hit diagonally, but he heard an extremely crisp sound of glass breaking.

No, it's not two killers, it's actually just one person, and the other is just a reflection in the mirror.

Seeing is believing, hearing is false, but here, seeing is false, and hearing is believing.

Two sword lights, two killers, one is fake, it is a phantom.

Which one is true and which one is false, we must not only see with our eyes, but we must see with our hearts and hear with our ears.

Xu Xiangbei heard a faint wisp of sword qi coming from the left, and felt a wisp of cold qi on the left side of his neck.

He dodged to the right, and the iron ball in his hand struck to the left.

Dang, a loud sound of gold and iron sounded.

The Sword Palace Killer let out a cruel smile: "Yes, if you are really a sword master, no wonder you can win Ono Kazejiro." Even their master, Yamai, is probably no match for you. Sure enough, he is a master in China. It seems that I am not worth the trip. ”

Boom, a cloud of smoke rose, a piece of glass shattered on the ground, and the Sword Palace Killer had disappeared without a trace.

Zuo Mu wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, just now, he thought that Xu Xiangbei was going to be killed by the killer on the right with a sword piercing his heart, it turned out that the killer on the right was a phantom.

When he came, he was full of anger and wanted to avenge his junior brother, but he only entered the small building less than ten meters away, and his anger disappeared, and his heart was more frightened and worried.

(End of chapter)