This winter, the temperature is on the high side, and the weather in the capital has been a little abnormal.

Since the beginning of autumn, there has not been a little rain, let alone snow, the climate is very dry, and several fires have broken out in the nearby mountains, causing some damage.

In terms of forecasts, there is no mention of snow today.

Looking at the snowflakes the size of osmanthus flowers, falling densely from the sky, Lin Xiao's mood also had some very special feelings.

This is probably the first snow of the winter in the capital, and it will also be the last snow before the Spring Festival.

In a few days, the Spring Festival will be here.

This time flies so fast, in a blink of an eye, another year is about to pass

The street lamps reflect the sky a little yellow, and in the light, you can see the snow flakes in the distance, scattering the light in the sky into a halo of light, which makes people feel some fairy tale colors.

Lin Xiao stretched out his hand, as if to touch the snowflakes floating in the air.

Wherever his fingertips touched, he saw the crystal clear hexagonal snowflakes, like elves, dancing on his fingertips, and then disappeared suddenly, as if they had never existed.

Suddenly, Lin Xiao felt that the sounds around him seemed to have disappeared in an instant.

The whole space seemed to be enclosed by something, and it became a dead silence.

"It's kind of interesting." Lin Xiao suddenly turned around and laughed.

He could see clearly that the snowflakes in front of him seemed to be suspended in the air, just floating around, not falling, and the surrounding sounds seemed to have encountered some invisible barrier, and they could no longer be heard.

Almost instantly, six men with knives and black clothes suddenly appeared on the snow, wrapped in black night clothes, and surrounded him.

Lin Xiao didn't make any moves, just smiled and watched them appear, watching them raise the long knife in their hands, as if they were watching a movie, calm and calm

And after those black-clothed people surrounded Lin Xiao, they didn't attack, as if they were waiting for something.

"You killed Jiro Abe?" At this time, a voice sounded from behind Lin Xiao.

Lin Xiao turned his head and saw an old man in a white robe, who looked a little thin and thin, his beard was already completely white, and he looked like he was over ten years old.

It's just that this old man's eyes are bright and sharp like lightning, and a single glance can pierce people's hearts.

The old man wore only a plain white robe, with a linen belt wrapped around his waist in the middle, and clogs on his feet, which looked a little strange.

How to say it, seeing this old man is like seeing a person asking for food, the only difference is that this old man's body is very clean, and it can be said that it is clean.

It's hard to believe that on this snowy night, he traveled all the way to come here, and while interrogating Lin Xiao about the truth about Abe Jiro's death, he was able to maintain a decent dress and clean image, which is really a bit admirable.

However, when Lin Xiao saw him, he didn't show the slightest respect, he just looked at the white-robed old man with some curiosity, and then asked with some suspicion, "You Japanese are also very wealthy, why do you dare to come to my China Kingdom without even wearing a pair of underwear?" ”

The white-robed old man was putting on a master's posture, stepping on the snow without a trace, and suddenly stopped Lin Xiao's words, and he was immediately deflated, and the clogs under his feet made a "crunch" sound, obviously landing on his feet.

"Gah!" The white-robed old man suddenly became angry.

What annoys him the most is talking to these laypeople, because of Abe Jiro's matter, the country is angry, and after investigation and investigation in all aspects, he finally targeted several tourists in Huaxia Kingdom, thinking that they are the most likely murderers to kill Abe Jiro.

Because of this incident, the old man in the white robe crossed the sea to China, just to find out the culprit who killed Abe Jiro, and then bring him back to Japan to pay tribute to Abe Jiro's soul.

But the whereabouts of these people became a mystery, and they immediately lost their traces after arriving in Huaxia, and it took them a lot of effort to find the relationship in Huaxia and confirm Lin Xiao's identity.

Tonight, they came to find Lin Xiao's bad luck.

"Who are you? I don't know Jiro Abe's. Lin Xiao smiled and said, "I only know that it is not a good thing for you to appear on the streets of the capital in the middle of the night with an extended watermelon knife in your hand." You must know that the chengguan of the capital is known as the world's first combat effectiveness, let them be caught, not to mention that you are unlicensed hawkers who have no business power, even if you have a license, you will inevitably be arrested by them and will be re-educated through labor for three years! ”

"You are nonsense, I have seen your news in Huaxia, and you have abolished the re-education through labor system!" A man in black with a knife next to him couldn't help but retort.

The white-robed old man immediately turned his head and glared at him, so frightened that the man in black with the knife immediately shrank back, not daring to say anything more.

"I know, your name is Lin Xiao, and your family is a very powerful family in Huaxia." The white-robed old man looked at Lin Xiao and said, "However, you are suspected of killing Abe Jiro of our Maiju Society, we can't sit idly by, are you honestly taken away by us, or are you honestly taken away by us after being enlightened by us first?" ”

"I'm not going with you." Lin Xiao looked up at the sky, the snowflakes at this time were still condensed in the air, refusing to fall, which greatly ruined Lin Xiao's mood of stepping on the snow and admiring the moon, "It's just that if you don't know how to be interesting, you will only get yourself into trouble."

"Joke, I, Mai Ju, will be a vigorous walker Nanchuan Justice, how can I be intimidated by you little hairy child?" When the white-robed old man heard this, he laughed and said, "Since you refuse to comply, then don't blame us for being ruthless!" ”

As soon as the white-robed old man's voice fell, the six black-clothed men with knives around him surrounded Lin Xiao and killed him.

Their feet were as agile and fast as stepping on a skateboard, and they circled around Lin Xiao, and the snowflakes around them finally moved, no longer stagnant in the air as before, and were destroyed by the knife qi of the man in black one after another, turning into invisible water vapor.

"Shuffle!" As soon as the white-robed old man waved his hand, the man in black rushed towards Lin Xiao

Speaking of which, they are still a little cautious in this action.

After all, Abe Jiro himself is a martial arts master known as the "Sword Saint" in the Japanese martial arts world, and he would actually die at the hands of Lin Xiao, which in itself is a very incredible thing.

At least before the old man in the white robe came to Huaxia, he had received a warning from China, thinking that Lin Xiao was a person with great ability, otherwise, it would be impossible to kill Abe Jiro, and he also had the record of winning a billion dollars in daggers from Nomura.

If you look at it from any aspect alone, Lin Xiao is not worried, but if all kinds of things are combined, they have to pay extra attention to it, this is a mysterious opponent, and it is very likely to have legendary abilities.

Otherwise, it would be absolutely impossible for Abejiro, the great martial arts master, to be defeated at the hands of his unknown junior.

It's just that although the six black-clothed men were very fast, and the sword light was even more like lightning, when they rushed over, they found that Lin Xiao, who was criticized, was just a ball of air.

"Nani, how is this possible?!" When everyone saw it, they couldn't help but look at each other, and they all showed incredible expressions.

Lin Xiao seemed to melt into the air, and under their noses, he disappeared without warning, as if he had been chopped into air by them

But the next moment, Lin Xiao quietly appeared outside the circle.

The white-robed old man discovered Lin Xiao first, and couldn't help but be surprised, "Demon magic!"

The kung fu that Lin Xiao had just performed was similar to their legendary ninjutsu, but it was more advanced, and without any signs at all, the whole person disappeared completely, and even the afterimage remained in place.

Such an ability, in the eyes of the white-robed old man, can only be attributed to the first-class witchcraft, which is impossible for normal people to do.

Even Japanese ninjutsu is now lacking in inheritance, and not many people can practice it.

Although these black-clothed men have mastered some skills, if they want Lin Xiao to disappear in place like this, it is also beyond their strength, or there is no such possibility at all.

The white-robed old man saw that Lin Xiao was so young and had such a ability, and it was obvious that he could do it by relying on the side door, so he immediately attributed Lin Xiao to the first-class demon arts.

But the more surprising thing was still to come, and in Lin Xiao's hand, a submachine gun suddenly appeared.

"Hex? Hehe, is this a witchcraft? Lin Xiao laughed, but the submachine gun in his hand rang out, bullet casings flew, and the six men in black were shot one after another and fell in a pool of blood.

Some of them wanted to dodge, but Lin Xiao seemed to be able to predict the other party's escape route, and the muzzle of the gun turned around, and the people in black seemed to rush towards those bullets themselves, drinking and hating on the spot.

On the originally snow-white road, six black corpses suddenly appeared, and it looked a little shocking.

After doing this, Lin Xiao said to the white-robed old man, "Originally, I was worried that it would not be convenient to use a gun, and if the voice was too loud, it would attract the police. But you've made a soundproof barrier, so I'm sorry if I don't use a gun. ”

Looking at the white-robed old man in a daze, Lin Xiao asked again, "I use a gun, don't you mind?" ”

"Gah!" The white-robed old man stopped for a long time before he couldn't help but scold.

He has lived for such a long time, and he has never seen such a shameless character as Lin Xiao, it stands to reason that Lin Xiao can kill the martial arts master Abe Jiro, which is enough to show that his strength is strong.

But such a powerful character actually used firearms to solve the black-clothed people besieging him, such an act, in the eyes of the white-robed old man, is simply the biggest blasphemy against the word warrior.

How can there be such a character? Looking at Lin Xiao, who was still smoking from the muzzle of the gun in his hand, the white-robed old man couldn't figure it out. This text is provided by the courtesy of the applicant. If you like this work, you are welcome to read it and vote for the work for a monthly ticket. Your support is the biggest motivation for me to continue creating!