At this moment, the sky has darkened, and the deep mountains and old forests are even darker, and only vague figures can be seen. Qian Hao followed the two of them very carefully until they reached the tree where they had been hiding before, and the two people in military uniforms were a little surprised to see that Qian Hao had disappeared. But as a professional killer, the basic reaction is also extremely fast, and the two of them didn't want to scatter and jump to both sides, so as not to encounter a counter-ambush.

But at this time, it was too late, and one person was directly locked by a huge force and dragged back, followed by a crisp sound, the whole head turned around, and a gloomy face was seen. For the enemy, Qian Hao didn't have any mercy, and he made a dead hand as soon as he made a move.

'Poof. ’

The extremely low sound of gunfire came in his ears, Qian Hao kicked the person in his hand out, and he stepped out quickly, directly in front of the other person, and at this time he was thinking about loading and firing the second shot, which was obviously impossible.

Qian Hao clasped his neck with one hand and asked coldly, "Who sent it?" ”

"The one who wants your life." It was a woman's voice from under the mask.

"Xu Wenhu?" The only thing Qian Hao could think of was him, but he had been missing for so long, it was impossible for him to suddenly appear and send a killer to deal with him.

But who else but him would kill him.

Just as Qian Hao was still guessing who it was, a little black blood dripped on his arm and wrist.

looked at it again, and the other party died violently in his own hands.

Tearing off the mask, his cold face was already a little distorted, and thick black blood stains overflowed from the corners of his mouth, which was obviously suicide by taking poison. And such a situation is in Qian Hao's memory, only seen on TV. The killer places poison in a denture, which is then bitten through a failed mission.

Qian Hao searched for it, but didn't find any clues, he wanted to use the pill to resurrect one for torture, but after thinking about it, forget it, since the other party can commit suicide, it is estimated that he will still commit suicide after resurrection, which is no different from waste, and there are only three pills left, and Qian Hao has to save it.

took off the military uniforms of the two of them, wrapped Xu Xiaofeng, and disposed of the bodies of the two at will, then carried Xu Xiaofeng out of the mountains and headed straight towards the funeral home.

Back in the funeral home, put Xu Xiaofeng on the dressing table again, all he has to do now is to give Xu Xiaofeng plastic surgery.

Otherwise, if the family comes over tomorrow, the two holes on the face and the back of the head will not be easy to explain.

took off Xu Xiaofeng's clothes, changed her into a white plain dress and covered her body again, and under the light, Qian Hao realized that Xu Xiaofeng's entire back of his head was almost peeled off, and the big hole was the size of a child's fist, but the front was just a big black dot on his finger.

Although the wound is large, it is nothing for him as an undertaker, but it is still a little difficult to avoid being noticed by his family.

Ready for the needle and thread and some filling, Qian Hao began his work.

Facial wounds are easy to treat and can be concealed by stitching them directly on the makeup, mainly on the back of the head.

The insertion of the filler, the torn cortex, and the replacement of the missing parts with animal leather, are a bit complicated, and they must be extremely similar, and even need to be extended, which can really cover up the wound.

After finishing this series of 'repair' work, it was almost early in the morning, and fortunately Qian Hao had completed Xu Xiaofeng's plastic surgery. The next step is to wash and dress up and some ceremonial stuff.

Removing blood stains and reapplying makeup is not difficult and can be done in less than an hour.

By the time he got out of the funeral home and got in the car, other colleagues had already begun to come to work.

"Hey, Wang Jie, I'm a little uncomfortable today, take a day off." Qian Hao dialed Wang Jie's phone, hung up the phone after a simple word.

Before Wang Jie on the other end could ask what was wrong, the phone had already begun to beep.

"." Wang Jie scolded, threw the phone aside, and twitched vigorously in his lower body.

"Ah, yes, who? Ah~~" Huahua, who was pressed under him, asked while groaning.

"It's your business." Wang Jie scolded, his body began to twitch faster, and his moaning suddenly became louder.

When Qian Hao returned to his residence, he locked the doors and windows, and placed the retrieved things in the hall one by one.

"Alchemy furnace, five spirit grasses, ten spirit pills." Looking at these things, Qian Hao directly poured out a pill of Hui Ling Pill and took it.

Suddenly, Qian Hao's face was ruddy, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and the spiritual power in his body gradually filled.

With one hand on the ground, the Ding furnace flew up, and with Qian Hao's silent recitation, the Ding furnace began to grow larger, and within a moment, a large Ding furnace fell directly into the hall. Without thinking about it, the five spirit grasses were also thrown into the Dading furnace by Qian Hao one by one, and then sealed it.

With both hands pinched, and between silent thoughts, I saw a purple flame ignited on the tips of Qian Hao's closed fingers.

Just as he was about to drive the flames towards the Ding Furnace, a light breeze blew, and the flames dispersed into the air.

Qian Hao also suddenly collapsed and fell to the ground.

"Huhu" Heavy breathing, ugly face, Qian Hao fell to the ground without physical strength.

Qian Hao knew that this body had reached its limit. This situation made him a little disappointed, he thought that he could last a little longer, and this time, the remaining nine Hui Ling Pills showed their preciousness.

Moreover, the Hui Ling Pill only relies on the external force of the pill to recover part of the spiritual power in a short time, but it cannot be stored in the body, let alone restore his incomplete spiritual power.

Therefore, he can only be used on the cutting edge.

It's noon.

Wang Jie came to Qian Hao's residence, and when he entered the door, he was startled when he saw a big tripod in the center of the hall.

"You're a little too special for this ornament, isn't it?" Wang Jie walked around Dading and said.

"Just buy it. It is usually used to burn some incense. Qian Hao casually made up an excuse.

"Do you think your home is a temple? Is it so big to burn incense? This is the Laojun's alchemy goods, right? ”

Qian Hao glanced at Wang Jie and smiled bitterly.

"Alas, it's good to burn some incense for a line. By the way, what's wrong with you? Pale and ghost-like? Wang Jie looked at Qian Hao lying on the sofa, asked with a little concern, and put down a large bag of fruits and snacks in his hand by the way.

"Nothing. Can you help me look things up? Qian Hao got up with some difficulty and asked.

"What's the matter?"

"Check to see if Xu Wenhu is back."

"He? How dare he go back here? Did you hear something? Wang Jie asked with some curiosity.

"It's nothing, it's just for you to help check it out."

"Okay, I'll let the brothers below help inquire in a while, that kid still dares to come back, find someone to kill him, anyway, he is also a wanted criminal." Wang Jie said viciously.

"I'm sorry for you."