The footsteps stopped abruptly.

Zheng Biwan almost exclaimed.

The footsteps downstairs were so soft, it was obviously not a man.

But when the figure appeared around the corner of the hallway, the answer was revealed.

Zhuo Shaoqing.

It was Zhuo Shaoqing who came.

Saying this, Situ Jing was defeated.

Xu Bohao let out a long sigh, and the last hope was gone.

"Zhuo Shaoqing!" Zheng Biwan shouted.

This nasty guy finally didn't die.

Zhuo Shaoqing laughed, that kind of smile of disregard appeared on his face again, and he said: "What is the fuss, I said it a long time ago, no woman in this world can kill me!" ”

Wu Tongguang and the others have never seen Situ Jing's skills, but Xu Bohao knows very well that this person can actually kill Situ Jing, which is really shocking.

But why is his footsteps so light?

Everyone noticed the unnaturalness of his form.

He's hurt. He held on to the wall with one hand, blood dripping down the wall rapidly, and his entire back robe was wet with blood, and he could still laugh.

Zheng Biwan was about to cry at this moment, this was the second time in her life that she saw Zhuo Shaoqing injured so badly, the first time was when the three of them worked together to assassinate a big boss of Wang Jingwei's puppet government secret service, Zhuo Shaoqing was like the leader of the team, covering for her and Li Qingfeng, and then he was hit hard, and in the process of escaping, he was fortunately helped by Professor Zhu and hid him.

After many years, Zhuo Shaoqing was injured again, and it can be seen that the vicious fight outside is really shocking!

Zhuo Shaoqing gave Situ Jing a move, but Situ Jing made a move, but he was not polite. I saw a flash of cold light, she threw an iron dart, her shot was so fast that there is no way to describe, a few hours ago, she relied on a chopsticks that she grabbed casually, knocked down the half-life Rong Ma Liu shopkeeper.

This iron dart is an ordinary dart.

It is a dart used by practitioners of almost all genres.

With the gradual ebb of the era of cold weapons, this kind of dart can only be seen in the exhibition hall, most killers use pistols that suit them, Situ Jing is also good at using firearms, but compared with firearms, she prefers the hidden weapons in cold weapons, because she feels that killing people with bullets is not enjoyable.

When this iron dart hit him like a meteor, Zhuo Shaoqing had no time to think, the assassin's instinct made him realize the danger, and he subconsciously rolled to the left, trying to avoid the vital point.

"Grab-" There was a muffled sound, and the iron dart still hit him, but he finally escaped the vital point.

A sneer spread across Situ Jing's face, as if he was laughing at him.

Zhuo Shaoqing was still laughing and said, "Look at it, I said that no woman can kill me, and you still didn't aim at my vital point." ”

Situ Jing said: "That's because you did give me a move." But as I said, those who dare to make me make a move are dead. ”

"Am I no different from a dead man in your eyes?"

"That's right!"

As soon as the word "mistake" came out, the second and third iron darts came out again, Zhuo Shaoqing concentrated his spirit, dodged left and right, and avoided the vital point, but the iron dart still hit his body, and the blood was gurgling, and Zhuo Shaoqing's sweat beaded in pain.

He gritted his teeth and continued to taunt Situ Jing: "I thought you were shooting fast, but it turned out to be nothing more than that." He laughed.

"You're hiding fast, but you're not that fast right away."

"Oh? After many years of stabbing in the downline, he is very confident in his own body. ”

"Assassins are also human beings, and if they are human beings, they will bleed, and the more they bleed, the physical strength will decrease, and their reactions will slow down, but the darts behind me will only get faster and faster!"

As soon as Situ Jing's words fell, he kept in his hands, and continued to make moves, Zhuo Shaoqing had no chance to fight back at all, and it was estimated that he would not be able to dodge ten darts if he continued like this. Situ Jing was right, as long as he continued to bleed, he Zhuo Shaoqing would be slow to move.

Zhuo Shaoqing was waiting, he avoided the key point and used his body to catch Situ Jing's shot, so that he could have the opportunity to observe Situ Jing's flaws from the front. The fourth and fifth iron darts also hit Zhuo Shaoqing one after another, and the excessive bleeding made his face a little pale.

Situ Jing is like a cat catching a mouse, always unwilling to bite the mouse to death in one breath, she is happy to tease the target in her hand for a while, only to see her slowly raise her hand, and another iron dart is issued.

Zhuo Shaoqing finally found a flaw! The moment Situ Jing raised her hand, all her energy and attention were focused on her shoulder, which showed that the force point of her rapid launch of the iron dart was not the forearm used by ordinary people, but the shoulder, and her arm almost only transmitted the effect of force.

And when she fired an iron dart, before the new force was exhausted, there was hardly any defensive movement on her shoulders - she never thought about any defensive movements herself, because she had great confidence in the speed of her shots.

Zhuo Shaoqing pounced forward, and the sixth iron dart hit his chest, if he hadn't been slightly short, this iron dart would not have hit his shoulder blades, but his heart.

He shouted, and had already pounced in front of Situ Jing, a quick dodge, had already circled to Situ Jing's right side, her right hand that had just fired the iron dart was still outside, naturally she couldn't turn back and hit him, and he held a sharp short sword in his hand.

This short sword was given to him by Zheng Biwan back then, and he never forgot it.

"You ......" Situ Jing exclaimed, she underestimated Zhuo Shaoqing's speed, he pounced forward, dodged the dart, and then went forward, and then went around to the right side, incredibly fast, and the iron darts that hit his body did not hinder his figure.

There was only a soft sound, and the short sword was plunged straight into her shoulder, and this sword was enough to kill.

Situ Jing endured the severe pain, used his last strength, and his palms came out together, causing Zhuo Shaoqing to fly out.

The ground was full of the blood of the two men, and the bloody battle did not seem to be enough to describe the danger of the battle.

Zhuo Shaoqing stood up tremblingly, trying to smile, the wounds all over his body hurt badly, he had already heard Xu Bohao's voice, Zheng Biwan was captured. He said to Situ Jing: "Am I right, in this world, no woman can kill me?" However, I never kill women. ”

Situ Jing didn't speak, and the blow directly made her faint.

Zhuo Shaoqing glanced back at the horses in the Secret Bureau, he was covered in blood, and with the power of the sword just now, it was like a god descending, where did the horses dare to step forward.

He glared angrily, and was so frightened that several of the horses in front of him fell to the ground.

He straightened his clothes and was about to rescue Zheng Biwan, so he walked to the door and stepped softly on the stairs upstairs......