Chapter 100: The Killer Strikes

Wang Yan doesn't want to be mixed with them for the time being, Zhao Huaian and Ling Yanqiu are the protagonists of the movie Longmen Feijia, and their comprehensive strength is obviously a lot worse than Yuhuatian, but now Yuhuatian is seriously injured, which can be regarded as leveling the gap between the two.

Wang Yan needs Zhao Huai'an to kill Yuhuatian, and then he can come to make a yellow finch to pick up cheap.

And Su Huirong is harmless to humans and animals on the surface, but in fact, her heart is darker than anyone else. Wang Yan had to resist the urge to kill her, so as not to be targeted by Zhao Huaian and Ling Yanqiu, and he also had to guard against the other party's black hand, he was too tired.

As for Fenglidao, Gu Shaotang, Buludu, and Hagang Tongga, they are slightly better, but they are all front-line combatants, and it is too risky to be with them.

Therefore, Wang Yan planned to leave alone, find a hidden place to stay, pick up cheap if he can, and hit soy sauce if he can't. His target is Yu Huatian and Zhao Huai'an, wait for them to fight, it's too early to get involved.

However, just because he didn't want to cause trouble didn't mean that trouble wouldn't come to the door, just when he turned around and was about to stay away from these people, Su Huirong actually came up.

"This hero, you ......"

Su Huirong had a gentle smile on her face, but as soon as the words were spoken, she didn't hold back, and the smile on her face instantly turned into horror.

"Go any further, and I'll kill you!"

Wang Yan will hold a long sword, and he will only be able to stab Su Huirong's neck closely.

"You're a man...... She's just a weak woman, and she's pregnant......"

Seeing Wang Yan's move of drawing his sword without hesitation, coupled with the undisguised murderous intent in his eyes, Ling Yanqiu, who was overflowing with love, immediately pulled Su Huirong back two steps.

"Ling Yanqiu, it's only been three years since the Dragon Gate Inn was burned down, have you even burned your brain? Or do you feel sympathy when you meet someone who is also an outcast? ”

Su Huirong's acting skills are so good, not only Ling Yanqiu, but even he, a reincarnation who knows the plot, can't find fault at all, but Su Huirong's ruthlessness and ferocity when she exposes her true nature has always been deeply imprinted in her mind.

What impressed Wang Yan the most in the entire Longmen Flying Armor, in addition to the domineering Yuhuatian, was this pure and harmless Su Huirong who was fierce and vicious on the inside.

"Yuhuatian is menacing this time, and with your little people, I'm afraid you won't even be able to make a little waves. Do it yourself, don't lose your life because of impulse. Remember, what you think is safe is not necessarily safe, and what you trust is not necessarily trustworthy. ”

After Wang Yan finished speaking, he turned around and left, not caring about Zhao Huai'an and Ling Yanqiu's reactions.

He was completely indifferent to Ling Yanqiu, but he sincerely admired Zhao Huaian in his heart.

Fighting against the behemoth of Dongchang with his own strength, even if there is endless darkness ahead, he did not hesitate at all, nor did he retreat at all.

The so-called heroes are nothing more than that!

Wang Yan is not a hero and doesn't want to be a hero, but it doesn't affect his admiration for heroes.

is like the national hero Yue Fei and Yue Pengju, in Wang Yan's heart, Yue Fei's behavior is very stupid. If it were replaced, he would not have dealt with the tricks of Song Gaozong Zhao Gou and Qin Hui at all, and the herald would kill one by one, and two would kill a pair, and if he was provoked, he would directly throw feces at the door of Zhao Gou and Qin Hui's house.

However, disapproval is disapproval, in Wang Yan's heart, Yue Fei will always be a national hero.

It was, it is, and it will be.

Under Wang Yan's almost ruthless reaction, Su Huirong retreated decisively and hid behind Ling Yanqiu like a frightened cat.

And Zhao Huaian was thoughtful, not knowing what he was thinking.

It's getting close to midnight, and it's a good time to rest.

With 5,000 elite soldiers and a few hundred brocade guards, it was easy to besiege a small post station.

Wang Yan didn't go over to join in the fun, nor did he go back to the inn fifty miles away, but moved in the direction of staying away from the two, intending to go around in a circle.

After destroying this post station, Yuhuatian will rush to the inn fifty miles away as soon as possible, and the first thing to do after that is to clear the field.

If Wang Yan passes now, he will be blocked by Yuhuatian as soon as his front foot arrives and his back foot, what is the difference between being sent to death.

So all you have to do now is to avoid this whirlpool and find a place not too far away to squat.

After all, there are several splitting nukes. The bullet is buried under the inn, and it would be a waste if you don't get a shot.

The desert is vast and vast, and there is nothing but yellow sand.

"It's boring, when will it end, I want to go back to watching TV!"

Wang Yan muttered, his expression extremely decadent. However, in the next second, he was like a chicken blood, and the whole person instantly came to his senses.

"Whoosh!"

The yellow sand flew up in the bright moonlight, and what was hidden behind was a chilling murderous machine.

More than a dozen masked men in sand-colored night clothes broke through the sand, and their sharp swords shrouded towards Wang Yan's head.

"Whew!"

There was no shouting and killing, and there was no angry shouting, there were only swords and swords, and blood was splashed everywhere.

The figure stepped back to avoid the sharp sword, and the nanofilaments swept out.

The nanosilk was much sharper than the sword, and these killers couldn't see Wang Yan's attack, although they were alarmed, how could they dodge it when they were caught off guard.

"Poof!"

The nanowires tore through the flesh, and the bodies of these fierce and cruel killers were broken in the middle, and they did not forget to throw their weapons out as they lay on the ground and struggled.

These assassins are dead soldiers, with no feelings, no fear, and no meaning in life other than completing the mission. They're not so much people as tools.

There is no need to keep alive these dead people, for nothing can be asked in their mouths.

In the night, there was a dead silence.

More than a dozen killers did not speak from beginning to end, and Wang Yan did not make any sound.

The wind and sand whistled by, stained bright red by blood, reflecting a faint light in the bright moonlight.

"To be able to cultivate such a dead soldier must be an extremely powerful force. So the question is, where did I provoke them? How did they catch me? ”

Wang Yan pondered, and after thinking about it, he pointed the finger at the middle-aged man who was full-time selling intelligence.

These people are pervasive, they have eyeliner in the court, and through the fall of Dongchang and the defeat of Yuhuatian, it is not impossible to know his identity.

Wang Yan has only been in this world for a few months, and he has been targeting the East and West factories from beginning to end, and he has not done anything bad otherwise. If you think about it this way, it must not be because of hatred, then the only possibility is profit.

An organization dedicated to intelligence trafficking is certainly not short of money, what will they lack?

Martial arts cheats? Divine weapons?

Wang Yan has taken up two things, and it is normal to be watched, not to mention that he also has a powerful puppet.