Chapter 12: The Man in Black
"Wang Jie."
In Qian Hao's shouting, Wang Jie consciously glanced at Qian Hao's direction, but he couldn't use the strength to turn his head anymore.
Seeing Wang Jie fall to the ground, Qian Hao came to his side almost instantly.
And Wang Jie has been killed and is not breathing.
A small red dot shot in Qian Hao's left eye, Qian Hao looked at the red light, and saw a person crawling opposite the tall building, and a sniper plane was facing him.
When Qian Hao raised his head, the other party even waved his hand, and a wicked smile rose at the corner of his mouth.
Another black-clothed man beside him was holding a telescope in his hand, and he also looked at Qian Hao, only to see the corners of his mouth move, the fingers of the person holding the sniper rifle moved slightly, and a muffled sound hit, Qian Hao almost saw the trajectory of the bullet breaking through the air and shooting towards him. And at that moment, Qian Hao disappeared in place.
"Gone?"
"Where are you hiding?" The man with the sniper asked in surprise.
The man in black threw away the binoculars, turned to look behind him, and then said coldly: "If you can escape, you can escape, if you can't escape, you will be unlucky." ”
"What are you kidding?" The other replied disdainfully.
Suddenly, I only felt a chill behind me, and then I realized that my companion's words were not joking.
"When?" He couldn't sense when Qian Hao had arrived behind them.
"Momiji?" Qian Hao's cold voice was cold to the bone.
"You don't deserve to know who we are."
"Really? Anyway, you're going to be none of you right away. After Qian Hao finished speaking, his body shot towards the two of them like a phantom.
The man in black looked startled, and a long knife in his hand slashed out horizontally, slashing straight at the cross. The speed is also extremely fast.
And the person beside him hurriedly shot at Qian Hao's phantom.
But because of this shot, he lost the best opportunity to escape, if he could jump from this building just now, he still had half a chance to survive, but now, this opportunity has been wasted, Qian Hao's hand was like lightning, and a fruit knife slid through with a touch of coldness.
Until the head hit the ground, his eyes were still staring at the front with disbelief.
Several streams of blood spurted in unison, like the moment a fountain opened the valve, scrambling to be the first.
In just a few seconds, the entire body was buried in bright red. Then he fell in a pool of blood.
The man in black glanced at his companion who fell to the ground, and there was not the slightest sympathy in his eyes, but he said lightly: "No. 18, 19, you also killed it, right?" ”
"You're next." Qian Hao's eyes were bloodshot at the moment, and he had already opened his murderous intent.
"I'm afraid you won't be able to do it." The man in black holds a knife in both hands and stands upright on his chest.
Qian Hao's face changed slightly, the Huiling Pill he took was gradually losing its effect, if he couldn't take him in a short time, his body would be overdrawn by the physical strength that his body couldn't bear at that time, and his life would be entrusted here.
"A declining cultivator, how much terror have you seen on this shijie?" As he spoke, the man in black saw a sudden flash of red light in his left eye, followed by a horizontal slash, seemingly casual, but in Qian Hao's eyes, he saw dozens of black knife shadows waving towards him from all directions.
This black-clothed man can have this ability, which made Qian Hao also secretly surprised, but only one of the shadows of this knife is true, Qian Hao can still see it, and then block it horizontally.
'Khoo. ’
In the firelight, the fruit knife snapped, and the black knife shadow slashed straight towards the neck.
When he was about to touch, Qian Hao's single fist had already smashed on the chest of the man in black, and he saw that the body of the man in black seemed to be hit by a truck, and a wave of energy swept through his body, twisted and deformed, and then smashed backwards.
'Smack'
Several grooves were directly smashed out of the wall, and the man in black twisted his body and slowly got up.
"That's all for today, we'll be zaijian." The man in black said as he dropped a bead in his hand.
Qian Hao knew that it was not good, so he slammed his feet and punched straight towards the face of the man in black.
A mist filled the air, and for a moment, Qian Hao seemed to see the face under the black clothes, and he couldn't help but tremble in his heart. It wasn't a human face at all, or rather not like a human face, a blood-red single eye that shimmered with a faint light, and it was extremely eerie.
In the midst of looking at him, Qian Hao even felt a chill from hell, a feeling that can only be felt when his life is threatened.
The punch missed, and the man in black disappeared.
The fog dispersed with the wind, leaving only a headless corpse lying quietly on the platform.
Qian Hao returned to the house, but at this moment he had lost all his strength and fainted at the door.
When he woke up, he was already lying in the hospital, and next to him was Yingying, who used to live in a boarding house, and several police officers were asking questions.
"How are you?"
"The police called me and said you fainted, so I rushed here, your friend..."
"Hello, I'm from the XX Public Security Bureau, my name is Guo Ming, it's like this, you fainted, this comrade was called by us, do you feel sober now? Is it convenient to record a confession? A policeman walked up to Qian Hao and asked.
"Hmm."
After a series of procedural questioning, it was to the point.
"Where were you when Wang Jie died? Do what? Guo Ming asked.
"I'm at home and I'm talking to him." Qian Hao replied.
"And then what happened?"
"He fell, and I fainted. What happened in the meantime, I don't know, woke up and got here. Qian Hao thought for a moment and continued to reply.
"Didn't hear anything else?"
"Nope."
"Okay, don't be too far from home during this time, if you have any questions, I will contact you immediately." Guo Ming frowned and returned to several colleagues.
Several people discussed and left, taking several plastic bags.
"They've sampled you." Yingying said.
"Oh. xiexie you come. ”
"What do you say xiexie, it was originally a friend. I heard that you didn't say hello when you moved, do you have any enemies? I heard that the group seemed to have had infighting and died. Yingying asked with a frightened face and a curious expression.
"Listen to whom?"
"Those policemen just now. I heard it while they were discussing. It seems to be terrifying, and the heads are cut off. Yingying deliberately lowered her voice, looking imaginative.
"Where is Wang Jie?"
"I was taken home by his father, and the funeral will be held tomorrow, and your colleagues have also come to see you, and I hope you will also attend the funeral."
"Got it, Xiexie."
"Do you want me to help you get out of the hospital?" Yingying asked.
"Okay, I'm sorry for you."
After completing the formalities, Qian Hao independently found a hotel to live in, because his home was the first scene of the crime, and he couldn't live for the time being.
didn't bring Yingying to the hotel, not because he didn't want to take her, but because he didn't dare, maybe there was a gun aimed at him in the dark, and bringing her was equivalent to sending her to the muzzle.
When he arrived at the hotel, Qian Hao had a sad face, and promised Wang Jie that he would see himself clearly, and he had no ability to protect anyone around him, not even himself. Now he is like a waste. This feeling made him deeply uneasy.
"Eighth Master." Qian Hao suddenly remembered something, got up and walked away.
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