Crett walked around irritably.

fu*ck, sooner or later you will look good!

The pent-up anger in his heart was already like a balloon about to burst.

Last night, the two waited all night, and Cao Zhenhua didn't come over in the end.

He is an orphan who has been cultivated since childhood by the Pantheons from all over the world, and for him, the Pantheons is like a home, and he is usually most accustomed to those who are selfish and perfunctory to the organization, and what makes him even more unaccustomed is that the status and importance of these people in the organization are higher than him.

However, no matter how angry he was, he could only endure it.

......

Time passed minute by minute, and soon it was time to go to work, and cars drove into the door of the Third Investigation Bureau one after another.

However, he didn't see Cao Zhenhua at all.

After ten o'clock, he finally couldn't hold back anymore and walked to the security room.

"Are you looking for Director Cao?"

A young security guard gave him a strange look.

"Yes, I made an appointment with Director Cao to meet today, brother, help. Crete handed over a stack of money.

The security guard accepted it quietly and said, "Don't you know that Director Cao had an accident yesterday?"

"What's wrong?" said Southeast Asian, chuckling in his heart and hurriedly asked.

"He was killed yesterday and died in the parking lot here, don't say I said it!"

......

Crete walked briskly towards the black van on the side of the road, his face ugly, and his heart was cold.

Exposed?

No, I have to leave Hedong City today.

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became, and as soon as he got into the cab, he quickly started the car.

The car runs all the way.

More than half an hour later, the car drove to a mid-level villa area in the suburbs, and soon stopped at the door of a villa.

At this time, he suddenly felt a little strange, he quietly glanced into the sight glass, and his hand slowly touched the long sword next to him.

He didn't see anything out of the ordinary, but he trusted his instincts for danger.

As soon as he grasped the hilt of his sword, his eyes sharpened, and he slammed his sword and swept it behind him, and the seat in front of him was instantly split in two.

"Dang!"

With a cacophony of metallic sounds.

In the back seat, a figure suddenly rose.

"Damn, I'm being followed. ”

Crete was furious in his heart, and his sword slashed at the figure, but was instantly blocked by the other party.

The distance between the two was only half a meter, and between square inches, the two fought at high speed.

The sword is thrilling, and the slightest carelessness may lead to life and death on the spot.

Countless sponges, like scattered flowers of the Heavenly Maiden, scattered in all directions, and the whole car shook violently.

The two swords frantically clashed, and the sounds were almost connected, bursting into a dazzling spark.

"Boom, boom" twice.

The front and rear doors burst open one after another, and two figures, one after the other, burst out.

Xu felt that his speed was inferior, and the Southeast Asian in front of him quickly stood still and turned around after running more than ten meters.

A deep blood mark extended directly from the bones of his face to his chin, a huge gap appeared in his entire mouth, blood flowed from his face, and his face was fierce: "Who are you?"

Chen Shouyi, who had done the disguise, had a cold face, did not make a sound, his speed did not decrease, and he rushed towards him quickly.

At this moment, there is a race against time, there is very likely that there is another accomplice of the other party in the villa, and it will be dangerous to play one against two at that time, and he has no time to waste.

A second later, the two fought again.

Compared to being in the car, this time the movement was much smaller, only the silver sword light, the sharp roar that pierced the air, after seven or eight swords, Chen Shouyi's body was slightly biased, avoiding the other party's direct stab, and at the same time, the long sword was like a poisonous snake from the bottom to the top, electric and flint.

"Look for death!"

With a thunderous shout, a tall figure with a sword sprang out of the villa.

Chen Shouyi's body suddenly retreated a few meters, put away his sword and looked at the bald head that was approaching quickly, and stood still.

At this time, the blood mist on the Southeast Asian in front of him exploded, and then the body split into two halves diagonally and slid to the ground, filling with a strong smell of blood.

"You're the only one left. Chen Shouyi sneered.

The bald man slowed down quickly, and walked towards this step by step, the anger on his face gradually faded, his face became calm, and he said in a deep voice: "So Cao Zhenhua is also dead?"

Chen Shouyi tiptoed, and a small pit exploded in the grass in an instant, and his body shot out like a frenzy: "Go to hell and ask!"

"Arrogant! you're still a little tender!" the bald man snorted coldly, and suddenly drew his long sword, slashing his stabbing blow with a single sword.

"When!" Chen Shouyi took a few steps back, and his hands were numb.

Chen Shouyi's face flushed a little, his internal organs were a little shocked, and his feet had just stood still, and a body rushed forward.

The sword light slashed at his throat, and Chen Shouyi had to retreat again and again.

Last night in the memory space, Chen Shouyi was absorbed in the other party's powerful body, and the strength was roughly estimated to be three or four percent greater than him, but he didn't care much about it at that time.

In the past two days, he has fought several great martial artists one after another, and he found that his agility far exceeds that of great martial artists, no matter how strong his strength is, he is just a target if he does not have high-speed reflexes.

But at this moment, he realized that when a great warrior has such power, it is such a terrible thing, and with just one blow, his sword almost came out of his hand.

Coupled with a stronger reaction ability than the previous ones, facing this person made Chen Shouyi feel pressure for the first time.

After he took a few steps back one after another, he quickly stabilized the opponent's ferocious attack, his body flexibly dodging the opponent's attacks again and again, and at the same time, the long sword was like a spirit snake.

The fight between the two is a completely different style.

One is fierce and unscrupulous, opening and closing, and the other is fluttering and agile, as fast as lightning.

This Chen Shouyi took a step back slightly, avoided the other party's slash with a sword, his chest hurt, his clothes were invisibly torn, and a deep blood mark was cut on his chest.

"Sword Qi, damn it! The other party can also use sword energy, but it doesn't seem to be able to use it at any time like himself. ”

Chen Shouyi was furious in his heart, roared in a low voice, and took advantage of the pause between the opponent's movements to stab sharply.

"Boom!"

A sonic sword, like an electric light, avoided the bald head sideways, and the clothes on his body exploded instantly.

Chen Shouyi took a step forward in an instant, bypassed the other party's side, and once again slashed his long sword at his throat.

The bald head retreats again.

Chen Shouyi pressed forward step by step, with a faster reaction ability than the other party, he took out his sword again and again, forcing the bald man to keep retreating, and soon approached the corpse of the East Asian, but he seemed to have long eyes behind his back, and stepped over the corpse with a step back.

The ground here was soaked with the blood of the corpses, and shallow puddles of blood had formed around them.

Between the lightning and flint, Chen Shouyi's heart moved, and the soles of his feet slammed on.

There was a "boom", as if it exploded, and countless blood, mixed with mud spots, splashed everywhere.

The incident happened suddenly, looking at the blood and mud that was flying all over his face, the bald man blinked subconsciously and lost his mind slightly.

"Not good!"

When he opened his eyes again, his feet had just been raised, and he was about to retreat sharply, when he saw a vague sword shadow, rapidly approaching in front of him, and his eyes were stinged by the strong wind.

In the next moment, his mind came to a complete standstill.

A long sword stabbed straight into his skull, blasting the size of a baby's fist.