The moon is sparse, the autumn breeze blows across the earth, and the ocean tens of thousands of kilometers away from the heavenly city is sparkling, reflecting the bright moonlight and the searchlight of the castle on the island, which is not too large or small, but it has many buildings, among which a medieval castle is the most conspicuous.

The building is majestic and magnificent, the defense is extremely tight, the walls around the castle are set up with heavy machine guns and small-caliber machine guns, as if as long as there are unknown people approaching, you have to try the bombardment of artillery fire, on the lawn within the wall, from time to time there are people in white leading vicious dogs to patrol, and there are some guards in strange costumes around the castle to patrol.

This, not to mention ordinary people, even ancient warriors are difficult to break through.

At this moment, in the study of the castle, the atmosphere seemed a little heavy, and seven or eight men in white suits stood in the study, not daring to breathe, just lowering their heads as if looking for ants on their boots.

"Smack!"

Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the study, and the eight figures all trembled, eager to bury their heads in the soil like ostriches, afraid of the gaze of the old bald head that slapped the table.

The old bald head in a black suit and white slacks ...... his face was full of extreme anger, and his two cloudy little eyes were about to squirt out, opening his mouth as if he was reprimanding, as if he was scolding again, and the original words translated were, "Waste, a group of waste, so many people can't help a little scrap." ”

No one dared to speak, and everyone was silent.

Seeing this, the old bald head was even more furious, and in front of a middle-aged man in the aisle, he roared angrily, translating, "Omura, tell me how many company members have been lost!" ”

When the middle-aged man heard this, he immediately raised his head, didn't dare to wipe the spit on his face, and said loudly: "Since the SSS-level assassination mission, we have lost a total of one hundred and twenty-seven elites, including three heavenly ninjas, twenty-seven earth ninjas, and the rest are samurai and upper ninja ......."

"Okay, good, after losing so many elites, then Omura, can you tell me, is the target still alive at the moment?" When the old bald man heard this, he asked angrily.

"Goal, goal, still alive." The middle-aged man stammered, his clothes were already wet with sweat, he could feel the murderous intention, he sensed the danger, but it was a fact, he couldn't hide it and didn't dare to hide it.

When the old bald man heard this, a slap "snapped" directly on the middle-aged man's face, and suddenly, a bright red palm print appeared, and the old bald man raised his hand again, and the middle-aged man didn't even dare to hide, so he just let the old bald head slap again. Pumped in his face.

After slapping the middle-aged man twice, the old bald head walked to the middle of the study, "Shame, this is the shame of our Tianzhu company!" ”

"Yes!" A group of people immediately said yes, did not explain, and did not dare to explain anything.

After the old bald head finished his anger and calmed down, he said: "Murakami, withdraw all the assassination members, contact Gennobu Watanabe, and tell him that as long as the assassination is successful, he can leave the company!" ”

"Yes." The middle-aged man with palm prints on both sides of his face nodded, he knew that if he couldn't complete this single task, then they couldn't escape the responsibility of the major shareholder, but he didn't expect that this old bald head would make such a big determination to invoke the ultimate force like Xuan Ren......

The old bald head, who got the middle-aged man's reply, waved his hand, and asked everyone in the study to leave, randomly, he walked to the window, looking at the vast and boundless ocean, in his heart, it was difficult to calm down, he knew why the three major shareholders gave the task, because he was afraid, but he could understand this fear, because he was also afraid that the fish that slipped through the net twenty years ago would find him and kill him......

It is necessary to kill the descendants of the Xiao family, at all costs.

At the same time, outside the Heavenly City where the autumn wind was blowing, a majestic black back was sniffing the smell on the ground, and next to it, Wu Feng was standing on crutches on the side, and he still hadn't found the controller who was countered by him for more than half a month, but although he didn't find the extremely powerful controller, according to the positioning provided by Han Qi, he eliminated one hundred and twenty assassins, and by the way, killed more than thirty controllers who intended to interfere with the training of students.

In the past two days, no attackers have arrived at all, which has made Wu Feng a little unaccustomed.

Bored with a yawn, pestle on crutches to keep up with the reserve rations, kill the attacker, he has nothing, Han Qi, Han Bin, Meng Biao They are growing rapidly, with the accumulation of actual combat experience and the ability to absorb the blood seal of the Demon Emperor, their progress is fast, I believe that it will not take long for them to steadily enter the acquired realm.

However, what made Wu Feng most happy was not this, but a kind of student who made his plan bankrupt.

Originally, he planned to eliminate one or two hundred people, but unfortunately, the performance of the students made him have to give up, with the hard and harsh training, and a large number of pills to assist, the strength of the students has grown rapidly, in just more than 20 days, most of the students have a sense of qi, and there are a handful of talented top-notch people, who already have their own experience and understanding, although this is still far from the goal, but Wu Feng believes that the real ancient martial artists will soon appear among the students.

Because, he already planned to help the top man sort out the meridians, of course, it was not that he Wu Feng found out with kindness, but that the matter of opening a sect had been prepared.

According to his Wu Feng's idea, just find a place and hang a plaque, the problem, Han Qi is unwilling, saying that he must find a good place, and the result also makes Wu Feng smile bitterly, Han Qi actually took a fancy to a scenic spot, that place is the place where the legendary Changmei Patriarch opened a sect, and it is also a Bodhisattva dojo......

However, Wu Feng also agrees very much, the reason is very simple, go to the deep mountains and old forests to start a sect, ghosts do not come to learn art, there are many benefits in famous places, easy to find and remember, and there are a large number of buildings, only need to clean up the zombies occupied and then build, it is an excellent place, however, some problems cannot be avoided, that is, there are already ancient martial arts sects nearby.

Wu Feng still had some doubts when he came, but he was immediately dispelled by Han Qi's words, and Han Qi's original words were, "I welcome legitimate competition, play conspiracy, hum, junior sister, I will destroy them......"

still remembers Han Qi's fierce speech at that time, Han Qi put down everything and stayed by his side, making him almost forget how the female hero with the name of Wu Ji eradicated the threat, and Han Qi said it well, competition, welcome, competition can only develop, but if you want to make a stumbling block secretly, it is a big deal to destroy the surrounding ancient martial arts sects, and it is just right to start the signboard......

With these thoughts, he slowly walked towards Celestial City, and the tail of the reserve ration that tracked the smell had begun to shake, and a low roar of excitement gradually came out of his mouth......