He turned his head and looked at Su Changge, who was pointed at by the dark guard with a sword, and said lightly: "Do you know, why don't we have this finger?"

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Without an order, the dark guard just pointed his sword at Su Changge, who had no ability to resist, and did not go any further.

Dou Zhong came out of his memories, looked at Su Changge, who was embarrassed, and asked lightly.

Su Changge didn't answer, but Dou Zhong didn't care about revealing the dusty past many years ago.

Including that fragrant night, that bloody severed finger, and the painful experience after the loss of another part of the body.

Without exception, slowly.

From a little beggar to Su San'er, from Su San'er to Fu'er, and now to Dou Zhong, the Marquis of Huaiyin, he is so lonely that tonight, he will talk about his secretive past with the assassins who came to kill him for revenge.

Even if the dots are properly placed, it is difficult to eliminate people's covetousness and jealousy for that huge wealth. In order to take revenge and please his godfather, Lefuer deliberately hit the place that brought him countless fantasies and endless shame.

A bloodbath went on silently.

Because of the sharing of benefits, the people involved turn a blind eye to this.

Leffle invited herself to go and become the leader of that bloodbath. A family of thirty-eight people, all of them were wiped out, and only one person who was left behind was in front of him at this moment.

The uncle of the Su family, who was ordered by him to surround his head, was greatly stimulated after seeing so many familiar faces, and after crying for a while, he was killed on the spot.

That's a scumbag brother who doesn't have much ability, and Laifuer wanted to let him go, so that this unsuccessful thing can live and suffer soberly.

Who would have thought that this man, who has always been temperamental and uncompetitive, doesn't even have the courage to survive.

"I didn't kill your father, but he didn't want to live. You want to avenge the thirty-seven members of Su Mansion, I have no objection, only your father's revenge, you should not seek it from me. Dou Zhong concluded.

After listening to this, Su Changge just glanced at Dou Zhong lightly, and stood up again calmly with his sword. After standing firm, the sword, which had been broken, was raised again.

"You really don't look like your father at all!" Dou Zhong looked at the seriously injured in front of him, and Su Changge sighed softly.

Another round of attack, and under the shining shadow of the sword, there were two equally calm souls.

The dark guard looked at the person in front of him and couldn't help but admire. Obviously, he was already physically exhausted and seriously injured, but the flying sword shadow was not chaotic at all, and the progress was still in order.

If it weren't for the difference in position, we would have to have an honest discussion.

It's a pity.

The sword moves came out faster and faster, and in the end, it was all instinctive swinging the sword, picking, stabbing, and blocking, and there were several deep wounds on the dark guard's body. This made his face become serious.

Gradually, the physical strength of the dark guard was also consumed. But Su Changge is like an iron man who will not get tired or hurt, and the longer time passes, the more stable and internal his sword will become.

Obviously, he is the one who has consumed most of his physical strength after the previous battle.

If it weren't for the dull sword, if it weren't for the previous battle, I am afraid that I would have been killed by him in less than a hundred rounds.

Thinking of this, a cold sweat broke out on the back of the dark guard, and the sword became more and more powerful.

Finally, as if his strength was overexerted, Su Changge's sword move turned weak, and at the moment of blocking, the empty door in his abdomen was exposed.

There was a wound on him, and with just a turn of the sword, the person in front of him would immediately lose his combat effectiveness.

The dark guard hesitated for a moment, then resolutely withdrew his sword and slashed, turning and stirring, and blood poured out of the wound.

As a secret guard, protecting the master is the first duty. Nothing else, it doesn't matter.

Who would have thought that this person who had been silent suddenly showed a faint smile at this moment.

The dark guard had bad instincts, and was about to retreat at the moment, but his body stiffened, and he realized that it was too late.

He looked at the bleeding wound on his chest, and turned his head with difficulty, and the broken sword was stuck in his back in great pain.

The Dark Guard turned his head again, looking at the assassin with a calm face, and finally understood in his heart that this empty door was a death invitation deliberately sent to the door by the person in front of him.

This half-truncated sword was picked up and held as early as when the two were fighting, just waiting for the right time to hit with one blow.

The Assassin was already exhausted, but he showed no signs of fatigue.

On the contrary, it is a more and more stable style of play, which makes me impetuous.

With a thud, the guard fell, and before he died, he cast a desperate glance at the moonlit room.

Dou Zhong watched the last knife beside him being cut off, and finally couldn't help but panic.

He was very afraid of death, otherwise he would not have encountered a professional assassin assassin again, and spent a lot of money to invite ghost spiders.

At this moment, not only the ghost spider, but even the number one master of Ouchi, who was most trusted by him, was killed, and Dou Zhong finally couldn't maintain his demeanor that he had carefully cultivated for more than ten years.

"Someone, someone, there's an assassin!"

Dou Zhong shouted.

But in the courtyard late at night, there was no sound.

Dou Zhong panicked, he finally remembered that the ping-pong in his room had been ringing for so long, and no one had come to check or ask.

There is only one situation, this time, it is not only the remnant of Su Mansion in front of him, but also the world's number one killer organization behind this kid - Dark Owl Hall.

Dou Zhong was finally like ashes.

"Kill me—"

Su Changge didn't be silent this time, and asked, "The Zhao family, you also ordered it?"

"No, it's up to the godfathers to decide. If you don't die, the huge wealth will fall into your hands, and they won't want to. And I'm just trying to get revenge. Do you believe it?"

Dou Zhong smiled bitterly.

"Letter. ”

After waiting for a long time, Dou Zhongfang waited for that short answer.

"Where is Yanran?"

Su Changge asked.

"Who?"

"Zhao Yanran. ”

"Miss Zhao family. ”

"A five-year-old girl. ”

It is rare, Su Changge added again and again, and took the initiative to say so many words.

"I don't know. All I know is that the bandits in charge of this matter were all wiped out in the end. ”

Su Changge was silent.

"Come on, let me die a little more painfully. In this life, I have gone from a hungry little beggar to a feudal marquis, and I can be regarded as living enough. ”

Knowing that he would not escape death, after Dou Zhong panicked, he calmed down and said fearlessly.

Su Changge picked up the sword that was shot down by the secret guard, clenched it, turned around, took two steps, paused, and raised his hand, the sword passed through the blade and flew towards Dou Zhong.

Puff -

The dull sound of a sword entering flesh.

The red blood flowed down the broken sword full of gaps, and soon a small stream swam out in front of Dou Zhong.

The wind crackled through the windows, making a clicking sound.

The night is finally over.