Sugree is a killer and is ready to retreat after missing a hit. fired two shots in a row, and the target Su Chen's hair was not injured by a single one, he didn't know that this was not an enemy he could deal with, so he didn't want a gun, turned around and fled.

Su Chen sneered, he stepped over to the thrown sniper rifle in a few steps, and didn't chase after Su Gree, just raised the spear in his hand, squinted his eyes, the muzzle of the gun pointed obliquely downward, and the chip in his mind kept calculating the wind speed, the resistance of the wall, the speed of the bullet, and the amount of the enemy's running in advance.

"Woo ......"

A bullet whizzed away.

Sugree, who was running rapidly on the nineteenth floor, suddenly slammed into the ground after a few diagonal steps forward, completely immovable, and his temple was hit by a bullet that passed through the floor slab obliquely into a bloody hole, causing a commotion downstairs.

Su Chen casually threw the gun and walked back to the hall on the twentieth floor, only to see many guests still squatting on the ground in fear.

The battle that took place after Su Chen's shot was too fast, and before they could react, they had already been saved, only to see seven or eight dead outside the crowd, and everyone was very frightened.

Not everyone is very scared, there is still an exception, the woman Luo Sger that Su Chen met downstairs walked towards Wen Sanrang's fallen corpse by the door, Su Chen was a little strange, raised his eyes, and saw Wen Sanrang revealing the corner of the scroll in the placket.

"A silk painting!"

Su Chen's heart moved, he thought of what Yuan Jie had said that Miss Roman had come to the hotel for this silk painting, and it seemed to be some kind of 'Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Map'.

Su Chen was very curious, he heard that this painting can make people hallucinate and live, and there is infinite magic in it.

Although he didn't believe it, seeing that Miss Roman was so concerned about this picture scroll, Su Chen still took two steps to pick up the scroll in Wen Sanrang's arms, opened it and took a look, only to see that it was painted with the ancient road of people and horses, and the flag was fluttering, and it was suddenly a picture of the march of soldiers and generals in ancient times, with delicate and elegant strokes. There is a sense of grandeur in the face.

"This is an ancient painting, well, Wen Ji returns to Hantu. "On the painting, several ancient li's names are written on the silk paintings, and there are the seals of the famous masters of the Ming and Qing dynasties on the left.

Su Chen was a little puzzled. Didn't you say that this was the 'Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Diagram'? It didn't seem to be, he looked up at Roman, and saw that the woman's expression was very unnatural, and her eyes were a little shrunken.

"Strangely, Roman doesn't know if I'm a good guy or a bad guy at all. She is not short of money, and she can't be so young that she loves to paint, how can she still want to secretly get her hands on the painting when I have killed so many people? There is only one explanation, that is, this painting is too precious, she wants it very much, she wants it, she wants to gamble, bet that I don't care about this picture. ”

Su Chen opened the chip and carefully scanned the picture scroll in his hand, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and his heart jumped wildly......

What kind of 'Wen Ji returns to Hantu'? Sure enough, there is a secret that no one knows. Through the layer of fine silk cloth on the outside, he could scan that there was a layer of painting scrolls inside, and Su Chen was very familiar with that stroke, including the texture of the silk cloth.

When Su Chen killed Wen Lianggong, he once searched for a silk painting 'Hanmei in the Snow', whose strokes are simple and elegant, with a noble temperament, and also a faint inexplicable atmosphere, which is very similar to this painting. It's just that the picture is still beautifully composed, but this picture is a little gloomy. The painting on it is a dark cloud covering the sky and a building of human figures.

Since the "Cold Plum Picture in the Snow" is a Taoist inheritance of cultivating spiritual power, this painting should also have a unique and wonderful use, and it depends on the style of the brush. Not surprisingly, it should come from the same person, or from the same lineage.

This is a rare treasure that must not be given to others.

"No wonder it's called 'Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Map', and the portraits in the painting really have a bit of ghost flavor. This should also be a kind of drawing that requires mental power to be stimulated?" Su Chen was very excited. He knew that this kind of drawing must not be seen with the naked eye, and he could not see anything coming out, and he could not care about many people looking at it at the moment. Psychic power probed in.

"Boom!" suddenly felt a flash of thunder in his spirit, and then a bolt of lightning, and the first vague figure on the screen suddenly moved, and a bright light flashed. I saw the rocks collapsing, rumbling towards me......

Su Chen snorted, shook his body, and took two steps back.

"This turned out to be swordsmanship, where is the night walk of a hundred ghosts, it is completely based on false rumors, nonsense, these figures are practicing swords, and the dark clouds in the sky are pulling the vitality of heaven and earth. ”

In Su Chen's spiritual induction, the nine figures painted on the map are all very strange sword postures, and they can't be used to practice with their spirit or body, but they are an incomparably advanced skill that combines the two.

He couldn't see too many mysteries for a while, but Su Chen was very happy, as if he had obtained a treasure.

The more esoteric and complex it is, the more precious and inexplicable it is.

"The painting is mine, I bought it. Roman gritted his teeth and said stubbornly.

She saw Su Chen holding the scroll and looking at it for a while, her eyes were excited, and she took two steps back for some reason, as if she had found something very important, and knew that if she didn't open her mouth again, she might not come back.

"Huh?" Su Chen was surprised, how this woman was not afraid of death, she dared to ask for a picture scroll just after escaping death, could it be that the act of killing people just now couldn't make him afraid.

Did he touch his cheek, or did he say he looked harmless?

"Did you say that it was yours, is it?I seem to have picked it up from Wen Sanrang's body just now?" asked Su Chen.

This painting is useless for others to hold at all, and without strong spiritual power, they can't discover the mystery at all, and they can only vaguely feel the strangeness in it.

Of course, no matter whether others could discover the secret or not, Su Chen would not hand it over, because he found that the silk painting might be a Taoist inheritance, and there was a feeling in the dark that this thing was extremely important to his cultivation.

Besides, the loot he snatched from Wen Sanrang, even if he took it without asking, it was a matter of course.

"Is this dead man's name Wen Sanrang? He snatched it from me. Romansger's voice grew louder.

Su Chen's brows and his face became gloomy.

"I don't need to say that, I remember that if I hadn't killed them, let alone painting, your life might not have been saved. Su Chen remembered that when he had just rushed down, Roman Sgel was being held hostage by Wen Sanrang's soldiers, a proper and important hostage.

"You, come out and ask you a question. ”

Su Chen beckoned, pointed to a middle-aged fat man and said.

The fat man was still trembling at this time, and when he saw Su Chen's order, he hurriedly walked over, looking at the horror on his face, for fear that Su Chen would kill again.

It's no wonder he thought about it, just now Su Chen descended from the sky like a divine soldier and killed people, Wen Sanrang and the others were already fierce and vicious, but in his hands, no one took a move, and they all killed them cleanly.

Moreover, everyone in the hall heard the gunshots outside, and this young man should not only kill the gangsters in the hall, but also chased and killed the gunmen who were in ambush outside.

How dare he not answer such a fierce question?

"This ...... Sheng, what's the matter?"

"Let me ask you, whose painting is this?" Su Chen's tone was cold.

"It's yours, it's the spoils you just got from killing the gangsters and acting bravely. The fat man hurriedly replied, he was afraid that if he spoke slowly, he would make Su Chen angry, and maybe there would be complications at that time.

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