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The summit of a huge mountain, where someone has completely removed the top of what should have been a rugged mountain peak, and turned it into a wide and flat platform, the sky is still clear, but there is no bright sunlight and blue and white sky, replaced by the most common pale red blood mist in the last days, shrouding the sky to give people a sense of oppression. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the edge of the cliff of this huge summit platform, a well-dressed man stood at the very edge, his posture standing tall and revealing a sense of dignity, like an innate king.

He faced a vast view of mountains, and his age and appearance were not discernible from his back, except for his short blue to purple hair.

In the distance of the huge platform behind him, there was a helicopter that was the best in the last century, and there were people sitting in the cabin, looking nervous, and the propellers were still sliding slowly, apparently not long after they stopped.

And three meters behind the blue-haired man, Ye Zibo's figure was prostrate on the ground, his knees were already on his knees and sore, and his forehead was deeply touched to the ground, trembling all over, and cold sweat continued to pour down his forehead.

The atmosphere was eerily quiet, no matter how much Ye Zibo behind him trembled and how exaggerated his frightened expression was, the blue-haired man standing in front of him was unmoved from beginning to end, just looking at the mountains in the distance, as if he was bent on looking at the scenery.

In this depressive atmosphere, the helicopter propeller in the distance had completely stopped spinning, and the wind and clouds seemed to flutter for several rounds.

The blue-haired man with his back to Ye Zibo slowly spoke, his voice was unexpectedly young, without any emotional color, but he could hear the fear from the bottom of his heart: "I asked you to kill Chu Han, but he is now appearing on the fourth-order combat power rankings, can you give me a proper explanation?" ”

"Young Master spare your life!" Ye Zibo desperately knocked his forehead on the ground with a bang, grinding out an extremely deep blood mark, and his pupils continued to contract, which showed that the panic had reached the extreme.

A casual chuckle came from the mouth of the man in front of him, he didn't turn around, but when Ye Zibo's fear reached its peak, his voice sounded flatly: "Chu Han's assassination continues, increase the intensity, I can provide you with twice as much funds, this is your last chance." ”

As soon as these words came out, the surprised Ye Zibo hurriedly kowtowed again as if he was about to be amnesty: "Young Master Xie!" Young Master Xie! ”

"Second thing." After a pause, the blue-haired man spoke again: "Since the people of the Gao family have already shown their faces at the survivor base in Shangjing, then Gao Manqiu's reputation no longer needs to be afraid to spread the rumor that she is a, and it is best for everyone to know about it." ”

Ye Zibo was subconsciously startled, his lips trembled for a moment, and then he asked with a little hesitation: "Young Master, is it really impossible to have an accident if the reputation of their Gao family is so bad?" ”

Wow -

The breeze that blew the blue-haired man stopped suddenly, the clouds fluttering in the sky strangely stagnated in place, and the occasional shaking weeds and leaves around were also brushed and silent in an instant, and the whole world seemed to have entered another dimension, everything centered on the blue-haired man stopped, and there was absolute silence in his ears, only Ye Zibo, who was suddenly frightened into cardiac arrest, was breathing heavily and panickedly.

In the midst of such a huge depression, the blue-haired man, who had never looked back, suddenly turned around, and a face that was unusually young and had a certain extremely superior posture appeared, and it is worth mentioning that his pupils were also like the weird short blue hair, blue like two brilliant sapphires.

The young man's face did not show any emotion, and even the expression in his eyes did not change in any way, he looked at Ye Zibo kneeling on the ground, as if he was looking at a dead thing, and the dead thing that he could not cause any emotion could be discarded and killed at will.

The moment the young man turned around, Ye Zibo was extremely frightened, sweating like rain, his face was as pale as paper in an instant, and his heart was as if he had been pinched.

"Stupid human, you are not qualified to ask me questions and question them." The blue-haired man spat out the words in a voice that was so calm that it was outrageous, and then-

Brush!

I don't know where a hurricane flew from, condensed into a blade, and slashed at one of Ye Zibo's hands without warning!

Burst!

A splash of blood spilled on the ground, and the severed hand was separated from the wrist with a click, and it instantly became extremely cold when it fell to the ground.

"Ahh Ye Zibo let out a strange sound from his throat in horror, full of deep fear and despair.

He didn't dare to scream too loudly, and he didn't even dare to make any gestures of resistance, looking at his left hand, which had disappeared in an instant, and the flat cut of his wrist was still spurting out a column of blood, and in a short time it was red to the ground.

"." Looking at the blood stains on the ground, the blue-haired man's face was still flat, as if it was not a person's hand that had just been severed, but just the hands and feet of an ant.

"Yes! Young Master Xie! Ye Zibo hurriedly got up, picked up the severed hand that had already dried up the blood on the ground, and bowed while retreating, looking extremely respectful.

Zhao Weihao, who was staying in the helicopter in the distance, looked extremely frightened, he saw the whole process, but because he was far away, he couldn't hear what Ye Zibo was talking to the mysterious man, but the moment Ye Zibo's left hand was suddenly cut off, Zhao Weihao's heart was suddenly shocked, he was sure that he didn't see the blue-haired man make a move, nor did he see any blade.

How did Ye Zibo's hand break?

"Quick!" At this time, Ye Zibo had already climbed into the helicopter sweating profusely, and his body was filled with a strong smell of blood: "Hurry up, get out of here first, and then bandage me!" ”

Wow -

The two pilots, who had long been frightened, hurriedly started the helicopter and moved away from this place as fast as possible, everything here was too weird and terrifying!

Just after the luxurious helicopter flew away, the cold blue light in the blue-haired man's eyes flashed, and his feet stepped out step by step towards the bottom of the mountain, each step seemed to be just a small step, but within a few seconds his figure had already appeared on the way down the mountain beyond the platform.

If this scene was seen, he would definitely be frightened and ruined, and at the same time, he brought up a pair of dusty black boots with every step, and the whole picture was revealed in this alternating step.

This is a pair of black boots that are so delicate that they seem to condense all the art in the world, and the texture is so fine that even in the dust on the ground, there is not a trace of dust.

And on the outside of this pair of black boots, a text that is so old that it can be traced back to 5,000 years ago is engraved on it, and those who don't understand it only think that this is a pattern, but those who understand it can see at a glance that this is an ancient character: white.

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