Chapter 155: Ambush on a Rainy Night (Part II)

The sky was covered with dark clouds, the brilliance of the moon and stars was completely obscured, lightning and thunder roared, and the big trees were blown by the strong wind, crumbling, which also made the vision worse, if it were not for the five senses of the martial arts practitioner were particularly keen, walking could have hit the tree. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½

It was too late, but it was too late, and a drop or two of rain fell from the sky, and then it started to fall in an uproar. The situation was really like the Milky Way falling, the Yao Pond collapsing, the strong wind blowing the water column swaying, and the water column was like countless water snakes writhing wildly, so it was not mad.

Zhang Fan was drenched in soup in an instant, the cold air in the mountains and forests at night was pressing, and a gust of wind blew, Zhang Fan couldn't help but shiver. Although he was already so embarrassed, Zhang Fan still couldn't suppress the urge to laugh in his heart, because he saw the dawn of life again.

Although he had never figured out how the killer team was tracking him, he clearly felt that since the rain, the killer team in the dense forest had begun to stumble around like headless flies, and he had lost his good sense of direction. It was clear that the sudden rain had effectively interfered with their tracking.

The silent clouds once again spit out a dazzling firelight, and another slender zigzag electric light plunged down like a sharp sword lower overhead, and its front end was not hidden in the thick black clouds, but turned into a terrifying spark of lightning that quickly shot straight towards the groundβ€”

A moment of light was enough, and the smile on Zhang Fan's face froze.

About twenty paces in front of him, a young man of medium stature stood quietly, his hands pressed calmly on the end of the hilt, the simple sword was not unsheathed, and the tip of the scabbard was stuck in the ground.

His wolf-like eyes stared at Zhang Fan in the dark night without blinking, and under his expressionless gaze, Zhang Fan actually had a feeling that he had been completely seen through by it.

Although the sword is not unsheathed, it seems that it can be swung from the palm of the hand at any time and place! The faint murderous aura exuded by the short young man seemed to merge with the surrounding darkness and wind and rain, which was suffocating.

The sky suddenly flashed with a silver and blinding white light, and in the blink of an eye, there was an earth-shattering thunderclap.

Zhang Fan finally saw his face clearly: an ordinary face, scorched yellow and black skin, and a dark and dense beard, looking like an ordinary farmer. But the slightly sunken eyes are as deep as the sea, and they are ordinary and extraordinary.

Zhang Fan also recognized his identity, and he had caught a glimpse of this person who was undoubtedly the leader of the assassination team who gave orders to the killer team.

This is a master, and a master he can't match.

Zhang Fan is not judged by the identity of his leader, but since he is the leader, even if he is not the strongest among this group, at least he is at least one of the top three. His expression at this time conveyed a message - he was a true master.

This person is different from other assassins in several ways, first, everyone except him is masked in a black scarf, black clothes and black armor, but he only wears a tight-fitting black dress and black pants, and is not masked.

Secondly, the others were solemn, cautious and nervous. But he didn't. And this person doesn't have the heat and excitement in his eyes.

The whole person is extremely relaxed, showing a mockery of all things in the world and an omnipotent sense of contentment, which is a domineering attitude that plays with fate in the palm of his hand and treats others like mustards.

This is definitely a master of extreme arrogance and even conceit and overconfidence.

It is estimated that he may feel that his companions are not worthy of him at all, so as the captain, he threw off his companions from the other fifteen squads and found Zhang Fan alone, and disdained to sneak attack, but waited for him to face him head-on here.

As such a disciplined team, the assassination force this time actually let such an unreliable person be the leader, and everyone still obeyed him, which fully shows how terrible his own strength is.

Even in his heyday, Zhang Fan knew that he was no match for the bearded male leader in front of him. What's more, at this time, after many fights, his strength is about to be exhausted, and his left arm is stabbed, so he will not be his opponent no matter what.

Zhang Fan took advantage of the flash of lightning to try to find a way to escape, but he didn't expect the bearded man to smile and speak:

"Is General Zhang looking for an escape route? Then I advise you to forget it, right? The contemptible person's surname is Tu Mingshen, I killed the first person at the age of eleven, and I officially started to be a killer at the age of thirteen, and you happen to be the seven hundred and forty-one people I killed, and no one has ever escaped from me before today...... If you want to escape from me, unless I do! Die! Finish! ”

His voice was low and hoarse, barely audible in its ebbulation, except for the last sentence, which accentuated the tone, as if narrating a normal thing in a normal tone.

"Butcher?" Zhang Fan recalled carefully, as if the tea secretary had never mentioned this person's name, and seeing that he was so conceited and proud, he should not have reported a fake name, which only showed that it was very likely that the people who heard this name were dead.

Zhang Fan figured out his arrogant character, while taking the opportunity to recover his physical strength and internal strength, he deliberately provoked him with words:

"Tu Ash, since you're so powerful, why don't you do it yet? Isn't it waiting for support from a peer? ”

Tu Shen still said with an indifferent expression:

"Companions? Support? You can rest assured, you really have to thank me, I deliberately pointed them in the wrong direction, and it is estimated that within an hour, there will be no second person who will find this direction......"

Zhang Fan was skeptical: "Why are you doing this?" ”

Tu Shen said as a matter of course: "Of course, it is to enjoy the glory of killing you alone." You don't know, I've never picked tasks, from the important ministers of the society, princes and grandsons, down to beggars, ruffians, and peddlers...... I have killed all kinds of men, women, and children. ”

Ember was a little excited, "But I've never killed a monk. I'm talking about monks who really know magic, not charlatans who swindle. So you mean so much to me that I refuse to share this honor with anyone......"

Although I feel that this idea is very weird, but like him. Any perverted thoughts of the social personality are understandable......

The recovery of internal strength is very slow, and Zhang Fan can only continue to pull:

"I've always wondered, how the hell did you find me?"

Tu Shen seemed to see Zhang Fan's conspiracy to delay time and take the opportunity to recover his strength, but he did not debunk it, and began to explain along Zhang Fan's words:

"At that time, when the first round of crossbow arrows was fired, the arrows of several arrows were specially made, and after impact, a colorless and odorless medicinal powder would be sprinkled, although the shield blocked the arrows, but the medicinal powder was also stained on your clothes and skin......"

"Although we can't smell this medicinal powder, we have a Gu worm that can track this special smell, we only need to follow the direction indicated by the Gu worm, and we can find the direction you escaped......"

Zhang Fan nodded, "I see." ”

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Thanks to Chenvic, the sea peak loop turns to reward 500 starting coins, water like a song, anss, three soldiers leave the country, potato and pork ribs rice reward 100 starting coins (to be continued.) )