"Lu Laohu is dead!"

Along the way, Hu Run's face was very ugly, his withered face was even more hideous, his body exuded a murderous aura of yin and yin, and the subordinates next to him were silent and did not dare to speak. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"If you're dead, why are you dead?"

Entering the mansion, Hu Run waved his hand, went back to the bedroom alone, sat on the chair next to the square table in the four corners, muttered to himself, and still replayed Lu Laohu's death in his mind.

"The body was paralyzed in the study, with a large hole in the chest, as if the heart had been taken away directly with a claw, there was no trace of struggle, a fatal blow, and there was no trace of a fight in the room. The strength of the murderer is either much higher than that of Lu Laohu, or he is an acquaintance, and Lu Laohu is defenseless. Also, I didn't find an invitation on Lu Laohu, could it be taken away by the murderer? ”

"Why the hell, is it the same person as the person who killed the stone hall master? So what is the purpose of killing Lu Laohu? ”

This doesn't make sense, if the death of the stone hall master is related to the spirit stone, then what Lu Laohu is for, he doesn't know. The more Hu Run thought about it, the more confused his mind became, he only felt as if he had touched something, and as if he had fallen into a fog, looking left and right, not knowing how to move forward.

"Hey! What an eventful time! Hurun sighed, stretched his brow slightly, opened a jade cup, put in a pinch of tea leaves, lifted the teapot from the charcoal stove, and poured boiling water.

A stream of steaming smoke wafted out of the cup, with a faint fragrance of tea, Qin Hao's eyes were condensed, and his eyes watched Hu Run's movements through the gaps, without blinking, like a cheetah lurking in the grass waiting to be preyed, ready to attack the unaware prey at any time.

The tea was boiling, Hurun's thumb and forefinger held the edge of the cup, swaying clockwise, and a pair of eyes looked at the tea swirling in the cup, and the tea leaves tumbled up and down, and they were soon brewed.

Hu Run's eyes seemed to be blank, his thoughts seemed to have wandered away, as if he had no intention of drinking for a while, Qin Hao pursed his mouth lightly, his face was solemn, he was not in a hurry at all, and his heartbeat was steady like a dead man.

Preying on prey, the most important thing is patience, and the importance of patience for assassination is also repeatedly mentioned in the knowledge instilled in Basic Ninjutsu.

Qin Hao is no longer a rookie who is a fledgling, he has been stained with blood, he has killed more than one or two people, and after a few escapes from death, he is now a qualified powerhouse, a killer who walks in the dark, and a powerful elite ninja.

"Gollum!"

Hu Run's lips curled on the edge of the teacup, took a sip, and then, a banging sound came, the wardrobe exploded, and countless pieces of broken wood **** came out, shooting towards his vest, and behind the broken wood, a black figure, like a black lightning, with a terrifying murderous aura, rushed over in one step.

"Look for death!"

Suddenly encountered a sneak attack, Hu Run's face was not the slightest panic, the corners of his mouth let out a sharp roar, the whole face was like a ghost, turned around suddenly, his feet stepped out of a pattern on the ground weirdly, his body snorted, with a black smoke, ghostly, like catkins in the wind, without a trace of strength, swinging to the side.

Dodo!

The shards of wood struck the opposite wall, making a series of sounds, and the wall trembled, bringing cracks and countless ashes with them.

The corners of Hu Run's mouth furrowed, his body twisted in place, staggered the dagger that stabbed at him, and his right hand carried bursts of black smoke, which seemed to have a corrosive aura, and grabbed at Qin Hao's head fiercely.

The sound was strong and heavy, where was there the slightest sign of poisoning, Qin Hao's eyes were sharp, his feet did not retreat, but advanced, his left hand was raised, aimed at the ghost claws that attacked above his head, and bombarded it without fear.

With the blessing of the suit, his current strength has made a qualitative leap, how can he be afraid of a fourth-order psionic master in hand-to-hand combat, even if the other party is a Yin psionic master, he is still tough.

The fists and claws collided, the white wave of qi exploded, Qin Hao snorted, stepped on his feet, and then twisted his left wrist, and smashed it at Hu Run's head with a tooth for a tooth.

"Damn, how can you have so much strength, aren't you afraid of pain?"

Hu Run's face changed, and he screamed in his mouth, his voice was like the cry of a crow, harsh and ugly, the black smoke on his claws was not a decoration, it was the breath of a rotting corpse, to put it bluntly, it was the breath of a dead man, and it was the most vicious.

Ordinary people will have musculoskeletal ulceration at the slightest touch, and the pain that pierces the heart will cause even half of the strength of the body to be unable to exert one's strength.

Hu Run's feet were wrong, and his body slid out of an arc in the air, with bursts of thick black smoke, widening the distance between him and Qin Hao, and a pair of eyes widened, staring at the back of Qin Hao's hand incredulously.

On the white jade-like fist, there were indeed some small dots in the pits, but Nima only broke the epidermis and splashed a little blood, and the epidermis was still healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In contrast, Hu Run's own claws were broken by 5 nails, his fingers were red and swollen, and he was shivering in his sleeves, his face was hideous, his voice was high and piercing, and he cursed loudly: "Hell, do you know how long it took the old man to get such a pair of nails out of Wen Yang?" Now it's all ruined by you. Damn, shit, shit! ”

Hu Run's voice was sharp, like a magic sound that filled his ears, and his voice was in the entire corridor, Qin Hao's ears twitched slightly, and a bunch of footsteps gathered together were rushing towards here.

"You're not poisoned? How did you find me? ”

This is the only thing Qin Hao doesn't understand, he obviously saw Hu Run sipping the mouth of the teacup, even if he didn't drink the tea, he should be poisoned.

"Poison, hahaha! The old man is full of rotting corpse gas, and he is a strange poison body, poisoned? The tonic is pretty much the same. Hurun seemed to have heard some big joke, laughed weirdly, stretched out his hand to Qin Hao, and shouted: "Kill him for me." ”

Glancing at Hu Run's bark-like, disgusting face, it looked like he had practiced evil skills, Qin Hao snorted coldly, flipped his right hand lightly, and the beheading big knife immediately appeared, aimed at a disciple of the Little Knife Society who rushed over, and slashed it with one sword.

Poof!

There was a tooth-souring sound, it was the sound of all the skeletal muscles being chopped apart, and a running body was suddenly split in half, as if it had been frozen, standing in place, still maintaining the movement of running, and suddenly, a blood line connected from the top of the head to the soles of the feet.

A blood-stained red knife, with a vivid centipede, came out, the blood exploded, the two corpses bounced to the sides like cannonballs, and the two gangs flew upside down and hit the wall, their sternums shattered, obviously unable to survive.

Like the characters who broke the picture and stepped out of it, but this picture may be too bloody, Qin Hao with a cold smile on his face, stepped out from behind the corpse, and with a horizontal wave of the big knife, a row of human heads rose to the sky, full of a shocking violent beauty.