Chapter Eighty-Seven: Serial Assassination

The night is dense and the air is cold, and this is the transition between summer and autumn, and the gradual fall of more and more leaves adds a bit of gloom to the silent night.

With the evening breeze caressing, the campus of Haida is extraordinarily quiet.

Zhao Yi came to the upstairs of the library alone, still holding a can of beer in his hand.

Leaning against the cold railing, Zhao Yi squinted his eyes and quietly felt the quiet and cool night. He took a few breaths of cool air, poured a few sips of beer against the cold wind, and let the bitter and cold liquid flow down his throat, down the corners of his mouth, into his stomach, and drip on his body, spreading this feeling from the inside out, until the whole heart......

Zhao Yi gradually sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes closed and his back leaned against the bar, and the beer cans that had already been drunk were thrown upstairs casually, looking drunk but not drunk.

Wine is not drunk everyone is drunk, the real intoxicating is not the wine, but the deep pregnancy in the bottom of the heart, long time not seen the day, always in no one is open, is unforgettable drunk!

The cool breeze blew softly, bringing up a fragmented memory upstairs: "It has been nearly a year since I left Yancheng Prison in a blink of an eye, and during this time, I came to the bustling city of Haicheng alone and started my new life......"

"Kexin, Zhao Min, Su Peng, it's good to know you......"

Unconsciously, the voice gradually fell until it stopped, the thin wind was still blowing, but Zhao Yi looked quiet and peaceful, and had already fallen asleep.

In the shadow of the corner of the building, which Zhao Yi was not aware of, the figure of a woman flashed out like a ghost at this moment. The woman was wearing a black trench coat, and with the woman's rapid rise and fall, she didn't make a half-sound, only the corner that was lifted by the wind could faintly reveal her hot and proud body curves, which was enough to make any man can't help but think of Piandan!

If Zhao Yi woke up at this time, he would definitely find that the woman standing in front of him was the Jindee who had already assassinated him once!

Kingdee came to Zhao Yi's side, through the spilled moonlight, you can see that her eyebrows are tightly locked, her expression is complicated, it seems that she is making a difficult choice, a dagger in her hand is shining in the moonlight, she raised and put it down several times, and the trembling handle has already been wet with sweat in her palm!

Kingdee knew that his actions at this time were a fatal mistake for a professional assassin who had been in the killer world for many years! It's just that at this moment, she is at war between heaven and man, and she can't control herself......

"Hmm-" Zhao Yi suddenly let out a murmur and turned around with his mouth shut.

Call! This frightened the nervous Kingdee, and the knife in his hand accidentally fell to the ground with a "clang".

Kingdee's heart was pinched up at once...... Fortunately, Zhao Yi was still asleep, and there was a low snoring echoing in the quiet night, as if he didn't notice anything.

After waiting for a while, Kingdee's heart was relieved, but after this experience, she no longer had the initial determination, her expression became calm, and she quietly put away the dagger.

Jindee's expression gradually calmed down, and Zhao Yi's murmur echoed in her ears, she carefully and gently looked at the young man who fell into a deep sleep, the delicate face with a trace of youthful childishness that could not be concealed, and some firmness and stubbornness, and unconsciously, in her eyes, it seemed that two figures gradually coincided together.

Kingdee's heart suddenly rose a little calm and happy, and there was also a little fear......

After a moment of silence, Kingdee left quietly, just as she had come quietly.

"Are you gone?" After waiting for a while, the snoring stopped, and Zhao Yi, who had already fallen asleep in Jindee's eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, and then got up with a grunt, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his expression suddenly became complicated.

If Kingdee insists on making a move, with his ability, although he can wake up and dodge at the first time, he must use all his strength to successfully escape. He had just fought a vicious battle with Lin Fang, and his agility was already much worse than before, and Zhao Yi could not guarantee that he would be able to get out safely when the time came.

Unexpectedly, the other party seemed to give up in the end! Zhao Yi's heart moved, he forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, and waited for confirmation for a while, then he was relieved to get up!

Who is this woman? How is it so scary! Zhao Yi patted his chest and walked towards the dormitory downstairs, and at the same time, he couldn't help but ponder in his heart......

Zhao Yi thought about it, and did not go back to the apartment he rented off campus, but strode towards the dormitory building where he lived.

Back in the dormitory, Zhao Yi kept silent about the assassination just now, laughed and scolded Wang Hu and a few other roommates, and then yawned and walked towards the bedroom!

"Uh-huh! I'm really tired today, I have to rest for a few days! ”

Zhao Yi muttered as he turned the handle and walked into the dark bedroom!

Groping for the switch, Zhao Yi wanted to turn on the light.

However, at the moment when he stretched out his hand and pressed it, the light suddenly turned on, his heart was cold, and hair suddenly exploded on his body, and a feeling of extreme danger suddenly spread all over his body.

Ignoring the stinging eyes, Zhao Yi's figure shrank and quickly retreated to the right side, but he was still a little too late. There was an incomparably sharp sword ray, which crossed the boundary between darkness and light in an instant, piercing the air like lightning, and shot straight at Zhao Yi with a crisp sword roar.

"Stab" sounded, and Zhao Yi, who couldn't dodge, was stabbed fiercely, but because of his good alertness, he dodged quickly, but the long sword that was shot at his heart was avoided by Kan.

With a sharp light, the long sword still drew a long cut an inch deep between Zhao Yi's left chest and shoulder blades!

"Roar!" Severe pain, mixed with anger and shock, Zhao Yi frowned and roared, the unstoppable blood on his body flowed down like a gurgling spring, soaking his clothes red, and the strong smell of blood spread throughout the bedroom.

"Zhao Yi!"

There were screams from Wang Hu and others outside, and when they heard Zhao Yi's roar, they finally discovered the abnormality here and rushed over.

Zhao Yi endured the severe pain, coldly looked at a short masked figure opposite, the figure's eyes were filled with a cold and desperate light, and the long sword in his hand was completely disproportionate to his height, and the tip of the sword was dyed with dazzling blood red.

The assassination was unsuccessful, and a faint look of regret flashed in the eyes of the short assassin, and he once again rushed forward unwillingly with his long sword, vowing to kill Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi pressed the hideous and terrifying wound on his chest, causing the blood to slowly converge and the blood to stop. His face was pale, he didn't dare to relax at this fateful moment, his body twisted back a few times strangely, and he unleashed his ethereal body technique, only to hear the sound of brushing, he had already broken through the limit of vision and disappeared again, a sword light pierced the air at the next moment when it disappeared, piercing an afterimage of Zhao Yi, and even made him feel the tingling coldness of the sword body.

The assassin failed in another blow, without the slightest hesitation, and his figure disappeared as soon as he moved, leaving only an afterimage that gradually dissipated in the air.

"Bang bang...... Table tennis...... Rumble......"

A violent sound sounded in the room, and the afterimages collided with each other in the air, dissipating into nothingness, and the whole room seemed to be devastated by a typhoon.

In a few breaths, the two of them had already exchanged dozens of moves, and Zhao Yi was a little defeated after all. Under his careful perception, he actually found that the assassin's strength was enough to achieve a dark strength, which was even higher than him, and he was injured again, so the more difficult it became, and in the end he could only parry weakly, and the assassin hit more and more fiercely, adding a few new injuries to Zhao Yi's body, and he was about to die.

"Bang!"

At this time, the door of the room was slammed open, shattering into a pile of sawdust, and the fat man and the others roared, and rushed in with a terrifying arrogance.

The assassin looked stunned, frowning obviously because he felt extremely difficult, and he was worried that he would attract more people, he stared at Zhao Yi with a fierce gaze, and there was a terrifying chill in his eyes, and finally with a little unwillingness, he blasted open the window and flew away.

"Grandma's!" The fat man Wang Hu trembled angrily, he stared at the messy window, and was about to get up to chase after him.

"Don't chase the fat man! You're no match for him! Zhao Yi sucked in the cold air, endured the severe pain, and stopped the fat man with a trembling voice. His whole body was covered with scarlet blood at the moment, and the hideous wounds rolled up, revealing the red flesh inside, as well as a few white bones, and a strong smell of blood permeated the bedroom room.

"Come on! Zhao Yi, hurry up and go to the hospital with us! Han Ye and Liu Han followed closely and stepped forward to support the crumbling Zhao Yi, seeing that Zhao Yi was seriously injured, their hearts were also pinched up, and their faces were filled with anger and concern.

Wang Hu stared at the window hatefully a few times, couldn't help but snort coldly, and finally restrained himself, he turned around and looked at Zhao Yi angrily: "Go!" Let's go to the hospital! Also, hurry up and report this to the school! It's fucking lawless! ”

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The dwarf assassin, resembling an arrow, scurried through the dormitories, flashing through the dark streets of the campus, speeding towards the outside world. This mission failed, he didn't expect that Zhao Yi's strength would be so high, even he was almost planted, thinking of this, he cursed the employer with hatred, and didn't remind him of Zhao Yi's true strength.

Suddenly, a chilling aura suddenly emerged, and he couldn't help but tremble, and his body stopped.

Meet the strong! He thought helplessly in his heart, and then he raised his head, and saw a beautiful woman in a trench coat walking towards him, the woman's figure was extremely hot, and with the full twin peaks of walking, it was like two fat white rabbits were about to tear their clothes and jump out of their arms, which made his mouth dry when he saw it.

He pulled himself together and tried to divert his mind from the woman's body.

This is a strong man! He secretly admonished himself in his heart, narrowing his eyes and staring at the person in front of him.