Jin Yixuan's martyrdom tragedy plunged the entire military compound into panic and chaos, Jin Xueliang picked up his weak breath and rushed out like crazy, everyone in the Jin family quickly came back to their senses, and they didn't care about greeting the distinguished guests, and directly mobilized the military vehicle to rush to the hospital.

The festivities faded, panic shrouded, and the engagement banquet, which was originally enough to cause the re-ranking of the forces of all parties, was aborted in such an unexpected situation, and the unknown people temporarily put down their wine glasses and put away their blessings, and quietly inquired about the reason for the matter, while the smart people slowly came back to their senses, and this marriage seemed to be not as simple as it seemed.

Could it be that the Lin family forced the Jin family, so that the fierce Jin Yixuan committed suicide to resist the shackles of fate? But Jin Xueliang's previous joy was not fake, and the Lin family didn't seem to be strong enough to force Jin Xueliang. Could it be that Jin Yixuan has another lover? Otherwise, why did she dress up and commit suicide again, as if she was still holding a tattered male dress in her arms? But who is that man? Who can have such charm and let the talented daughter of the Jin family die for it.

In short, with Jin Yixuan's hospitalization and Rong Yumei's coma, the banquet was suspended, the marriage was suspended, and all kinds of gossip will spread like a fog throughout the Huaxia high-level from tonight, this is not a farce, nor is it a joke, since it happens in their huge families, its influence may sometimes exceed everyone's imagination.

On the same night, T City, Sichuan!

As the night deepened, the lights went out, the tired people slowly fell into a deep sleep, and the whole city fell into silence after a day of noise, with vehicles and pedestrians in sight.

In the early hours of the morning, the largest three-story mansion in the eastern part of the "Lingshi County" residential area in the south of the city is also the residence purchased by Tianmen for Di Cheng, Yin Yin has already slept, Ye Wantong, who has been guarding her, snuggled up to her, and has also slept, there is silence inside and outside the house, even the brothers in charge of the realm on the periphery are a little drowsy, and the long-term tranquility and the premise that there has never been danger make them nervous from the depths of their hearts.

The breeze blows, rolls up the dead leaves, brings up a burst of coldness, and six figures suddenly appear on the empty street, one person in front, two people in the center, and three people in the back, like a triangle walking slowly forward, the goal is directly pointed at "Ling Shijun".

Da, da, da......

The footsteps are forward, raised synchronously, and falling synchronously, the sound is neither light nor heavy, but it is like the scalp drum used in ancient spiritualism, the same frequency, the same tone, bringing out an inexplicable chill. The six of them were wrapped in black robes, their bodies were straight, their heads hung slightly, and their depressed and dull breath was escaping outward in the slow forward, flowing through the street with the rolling breeze.

The first two rows of three people wore golden masks, covering all their faces, only the hollow eyes spit out cold and cold light like snakes, and the back three people wore silver masks, and their momentum was not as smooth as the golden mask people, with a bit of stiffness, but there seemed to be a terrifying explosive force surging in the stiffness.

The six of them walked slowly without saying a word, leaving only the sound of the street clattering.

After a while, the footsteps stopped in unison, and the footsteps were unimaginably neat, as if the movie was playing suddenly pressed the pause button, and the picture was frozen at that moment.

The person at the front slowly raised his head, the golden mask reflected in the light, and the maple leaf mark on his forehead was clearly visible, indirectly indicating his fierce identity - Wu Nonggu, one of the four "divine guards" of the "God of War Roar", a gold-level mid-level powerhouse!

The two in the middle also slowly raised their heads, and their seemingly godless empty eyes fell on the large villa looming in the pine garden, and the forehead of the golden mask also reflected the imprints of mountains and water under the light, which also clearly indicated their identities - the god of war roared among the six "god sons", Shui Yuanli, a gold-level junior powerhouse.

The identities of the three people in the back are naturally clear, they all belong to the God of War Roar, and their strength is one high-level silver level and two middle-level silver levels.

Three gold-level powerhouses, three silver-level powerhouses, for this hunting operation, Skynet organized a shocking and powerful lineup behind the scenes!

Losing Di Cheng, Yang Jing and other masters, Tianmen ...... How to be able to stop their sorties.

Removing the sharp golden claws from his waist, Wu Nongu put them on his hands in turn, his movements as gentle as a woman's. Looking at the front quietly, Wu Nonggu took a deep breath of the cool air of the early morning, pointed his hands to each side, and the end of the sentence and the others spread out in turn, as if five sharp swords were suddenly unsheathed and stabbed fiercely into the dense forest in front of him.

Poof~~ The footsteps stomped on the ground, making a slight sound, Wu Nonggu volleyed in the air, lightly climbed over the iron fence, like a black cloth fluttering, in this dark night appeared strange and gloomy.

Puff, puff, the footsteps under the black robe skillfully used the power of the rebound, towards the woodland in front of the mixed tree species, fluttering and flickering, like a black cloth between the branches silently and rapidly, the light fluttering body and the terrifying speed are simply beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Behind the oak tree less than ten meters in front of Wunonggu, a man with a fully automatic submachine gun was looking at the dark surroundings with his eyelids open, shaking his head from time to time, reminding himself to be conscientious, and when he really couldn't lift his spirits, he took out his mobile phone, looked at the news a little, and brought himself back to his senses.

Just as he snorted and stretched......

Burst......

A bloody claw suddenly rushed out of his entire face, thick blood shot outward along the tip of the outstretched claw, and after a moment of pause in the left eyeball, it fell to the ground along the tip of the claw, and his drowsy thoughts completely stopped, and everything in front of him returned to darkness.

The whole scene looked weird and terrifying, originally a good head, was pierced by a sharp claw in the blink of an eye, and the still handsome face seemed to suddenly grow a red ghost claw.

Spooky and terrifying!

A golden claw pressed lightly on the back of the man's head, slowly pushing, and the claw inserted into the skull pulled out with the crunching sound of bones rubbing.

The corpse of the dead of life slammed into the ground, and just as it was about to collide with the ground, a foot suddenly thrust in, padding it and slowly lowering it to the ground.

A success, silently!

Wu Nongu closed his eyes and breathed deeply, his mask full of expressions of enjoyment, as if he wanted to suck the smell of blood out of the air.

Poof~~ A heavy long knife slashed at the head of a guard in the branch, and blood and brains spurted out, spilling the desolation of the ground. The Tianmen brothers, who were in charge of vigilance, returned to the earth without even discovering a figure, and died in the garden.

Raising his foot and stepping on the corpse's head, the long knife was slowly drawn out in a swaying manner, but the criminal officer never glanced at the guard who was killed under his own knife. If it weren't for the fact that there were only six of them on a mission today, he would definitely not have bothered to attack such a weak person.

One, two, three...... The six people of Wunongu are like ghosts in the night, wandering around the villa silently, uprooting one dark whistle after another, and their strength reaches their kind of vigilance, and the so-called dark whistle cannot play the slightest blocking role. In less than ten minutes, all the seventeen guards who were arranged outside the villa by Peng Hou were beheaded.

Slowly flicking the blood stains on the tips of his claws, Wu Nonggu's strange gaze fell on the villa in front of him with a faint soft light, delicate for a moment, and suddenly started to accelerate, from static to moving instantly, giving people an extremely abrupt sense of stagnation.

The body swirled, and the body under the black robe jumped directly onto the balcony on the second floor in a few steps, and at the same time, after solving the secret whistle, the five Shui Yuanli also tightened their weapons, quickly rushed to the villa, and relied on their own methods to enter inside.

However, this time, the expressions behind the masks of the six people are no longer so casual and disdainful, according to the intelligence, there are two strong people guarding it, and the strength is roughly estimated to be at the gold level, which should not be underestimated!

Well...... Mutter......

When the six Wunongu quietly broke open the door and entered the villa, one of the seventeen guards who died tragically had a strong-willed brother who shook his body slightly, opened his blood-stained eyes, and hazy touched the mobile phone in front of him, and with the last residual consciousness, he found Gu Ziwu's phone number, and pressed it tremblingly, but ...... A simple action exhausted all his strength and life, and a stream of blood spurted out with the last powerful throbbing of his heart, his eyes were scattered, and life ...... Evanescent......