Rain cats and dogs.

But the Inner City Guards still insisted on their duty to patrol the districts.

On the 7th Street of the 2nd District, a certain team of the 2nd Guard Team, which is responsible for patrolling the 2nd District today, was talking about the bloody fight that happened on the street of the 3rd District not long ago.

"I heard that it was a student who participated in the Dian Lu Conference, so he went to the street and killed all the way!" The one in the middle, as if he had seen it with his own eyes, pointed to the long street while gesturing forward, and then his person suddenly stopped, stunned on the spot, and stared straight ahead.

"And then?" asked someone next to him.

"Front...... There is a case. He said in a tone of disbelief.

Everyone turned their eyes to look at it, and their hearts were suddenly shocked.

It's a neighborhood they often patrol and are familiar with almost every inch of it. But now, in the corner of the block, where they were facing at this moment, a large pile of vines had grown here for some time. At this time, the rain was drenched and hung limply on the wall, but in the midst of them, a human figure could be faintly seen, standing there with his arms outstretched, and his back unmoving.

"Who!" The strange scene immediately put the team on alert, and everyone drew their swords and shouted as they cautiously moved forward.

No one answered.

The man with his back against the wall still didn't move, and the vines on top of him swayed as the wind and rain blew.

Closer, everyone finally saw that a dagger was buried deep in the man's chest. The blood had already been washed away by the rain, and there was not even a trace left on the ground.

One of the team members stepped forward and sniffed his nose and pulse. He looked back and shook his head regretfully at the crowd. He tossed the vines apart. Then I saw Songquan's costume clearly.

"It's someone from the Board of Supervisors. He shouted.

"From the Yard Supervisors?" the team leader stepped forward. Looking at this miserable white face with a skeptical face.

"The fourth commander of the Courtyard Supervision Committee, Song Quan......" He recognized this person.

Everyone gasped.

There are not many places where their escort team and the hospital supervision committee deal with each other, and the powers of the two sides are different, and the systems are also different. The convoy is under the command of the city lords of each jurisdiction, and the court superintendents of each jurisdiction are directly responsible to their higher level of the imperial court and the general council of the court of supervisors, and do not accept the responsibility of the city lords of the jurisdiction.

But they all know what level the commander of the Prison Supervision Committee is and what kind of strength he has. But now. The fourth commander of the Courtyard Supervision Committee, whose status is not low and his strength is good, was actually hung on the wall like this?

"Notify the Board of Supervisors. The squad leader commanded. He didn't do too much to deal with, and it was most appropriate for the Supervisory Committee to handle the affairs of the Supervisory Committee itself. He was just curious, the Academy of Supervisors is a special institution for the Academy, and usually it does not provoke people outside the Academy system, and the Academy will be afraid of any inspector of their Academy Supervisory Committee to death, what kind of person is this, who actually killed the commander of the Academy Supervisory Committee and hung it on the side of the road?

Is this a demonstration? The team leader stretched out his fingers and played with the vines, thinking a little too much about it.

"Anything else you've found?" the team leader asked the other team members who were searching around.

"Not yet. The answer was the same. The heavy rain washed away all traces of Morin's departure.

"Leave two people here. The others continued to patrol with me. The squad leader ordered. For some reason, he suddenly remembered the incident of the bloody street fight in the third district that the team members had just talked about. In the inner city, such an event has not happened in a long time. He couldn't help but have some worries, and I am afraid that there will be more things happening in the second district today.

Sivan ran to an intersection. He has never been able to get rid of the commander of the Prison Council who is chasing after him, and the distance between the two sides is getting closer. After all, Xifan's strength realm was only three heavens, and his speed was not too fast, and he did not have the same rich escape experience as Mo Lin. But Sivan knew in his heart that none of these were the main reasons.

The main reason was that he didn't want to run away at all.

Someone dies, someone lives. The living avenge the dead?

He didn't want that to happen, he wanted everyone to live.

He wanted to protect everyone, but he also knew that his abilities were limited. Teacher Chu Min also knew this, so even if she wanted to work hard, she didn't say any comforting words, just pinned her hopes on her hard work to win more opportunities for everyone.

Sivan is not afraid to fight hard. But unlike Chu Min, he at least has the same realm as the other party's powerhouse. He was just a single person, and anyone who chased them would be above him. Desperately, you also have to talk about methods, and you can't send yourself directly into the other party's crowd.

But now, here's the opportunity.

Scatter and flee, so that the enemy becomes scattered as well. One-on-one, if you want to work hard, this is already the ultimate opportunity that can be obtained.

Hide at this intersection, ambush.

Sifan made up his mind, and when he walked to the intersection, he was about to turn left, and suddenly his eyes lit up!

The sword light struck from the left side of the intersection, and the splashing rain had already hit Xifan's face in an instant, and the intersection where he wanted to ambush had already hidden the enemy ambushing him.

Xifan hurriedly slid to the right, and the sword light fell. Fortunately, he was already in the middle of the street, some distance from the enemy hiding behind the turntable wall, and the knife finally did not cut him in half, but only cut off a corner of him.

"That's it. The other said.

The sixth commander of the Courtyard Supervision Council, Sen Hai, holding a second-level divine soldier to cut iron, he said, but the attack did not pause at all. Because they had seen the power of this Sivan.

Breaks!

The legendary ability, the isolation of memory, makes even people whose realm is higher than Xifan very jealous of him. Therefore, for him, Zong Zhenghao directly assigned two commanders and two cultivators who had broken through to deal with him.

One person was in hot pursuit, but the other had already circled to the front of Sifan at a faster speed.

Senhai, he doesn't need the nickname of the sixth knife to kill people, he has no face to use it anymore, to deal with Lu Ping, he took out twenty-eight knives, until he was overdrawn, and he couldn't succeed, and watched Lu Ping go away.

Humiliation, absolute humiliation.

So this time, Senhai will not count six or seven knives, his insignificant myth has been shattered, and only by killing his opponent can he not seem so useless. And for Sivan, he is jealous. He had to rush to attack, so that Sivan didn't have the energy to cast the fracture.

The spirit of the spirit's ability can move at any time, and it is the fastest to activate, but this time it requires absolute concentration. Sen Hai frantically unleashed his escape slash, and in an instant, he had already made six slashes, which was already the critical point at which he would feel ashamed if he couldn't defeat his opponent in the past. But he had completely forgotten about this, and all he wanted was for Sivan to fall without the slightest room to fight back.

The Seventh Knife!

The rain was picked up by the knife wind, and flew out obliquely, and the seventh knife finally hit the target, but the road was not flat!

Sen Hai was shocked, he knew the power of his blow, the other party was completely unmoved, there was only one possibility, he had been hit by the fracture, and what he had slashed with this knife was just his memory of staying here.

"Where!" Sen Hai roared, and the rain in the air splashed in a series of water, striking from a distance, and the sound of breaking through the air sounded. Senhai twisted his body, and with the sound of this flying knife breaking through the air, he escaped and slashed out again.

"Medium!" Sen Hai roared, and a larger splash of water spread through the air as his knife fell, but Sifan was already moving, dodging the knife in a flash. He knew the mystery of Sen Hai's slash, which was to chase the sound of the knife, and this knife, he was chasing the flying knife that was shot, not him Xifan.

Who would have thought that just as he stepped aside, the flying knife in the air suddenly turned, and it was too late for Xifan to avoid it, the flying knife hit, and he slashed with a sound, and chased the change of direction of the flying knife, and chased straight over.

Laptop is broken, crying...... (To be continued......)