"Goal, determine."

Meng Xuan, who was in the green forest, put the telescope in his hand back into the big bag on the side, and took out a standard steel knife from it.

"It's time to start ······"

He took a deep breath, he knew how dangerous the operation was.

But, this is something that has to be done.

One day Aisya lives is a great threat to him and his family.

Only when she is dead can he put his mind at ease.

Bang bang bang!

His heart began to pound violently.

Adrenaline begins to overdose, and a sense of tension rushes over me.

But there was no fear in his heart.

Instead, he felt that the three information clusters representing the strange senses, the blood source, and the heart eye in the sea of hearts were in full rhythm at this time, as if they were cheering and jumping.

Every cell in the body, from head to toe, seems to be activated.

That's what it feels like, what it's like to be alive.

Beyond the ordinary life, beyond the calm of the world.

As if he was born to be like this.

Meng Xuan held the Hundred Refining Steel Knife in his arms, took out two stainless steel daggers, pinned them to his waist, and faced the courtyard wall of the villa, which was about five meters high.

Sprint!!

Meng Xuan's speed was extremely fast, turning into a shadow in the dark night, and he crossed a distance of more than twenty meters in three seconds, and quickly came to the wall.

With a kick on his feet, he jumped nearly three meters high.

It's a little bit away from the eaves.

Zheng!!

The stainless steel dagger in his hand flashed with cold light, Meng Xuan waved fiercely, and the dagger pierced deeply into the wall, and he also used the power of the dagger to pierce into the wall.

The whole set of actions took only three or four seconds, and even the Angel Gang guards in the villa guardhouse staring at the surveillance did not react!

Meng Xuan was not an agent in his previous life, and he had not learned any infiltration skills, so instead of wasting time, he chose the most crisp and neat method.

Direct Invasion!

Sou!!

Meng Xuan's body fell straight down from the wall more than five meters high, and the huge movement immediately attracted the attention of the two bodyguards in suits guarding the side of this wall.

"Enemy ······!!"

Their hands subconsciously touched their waists, and at the same time they were ready to shout for help.

However, their eyeballs suddenly fluttered violently, and the sound of wanting to shout was stuck in their throats.

A sense of extreme fear as if they were facing a natural predator made their minds go blank and their bodies trembled like a sieve.

This feeling lasted for about a second.

But it was a fatal second.

A cold sword light quickly amplified in their eyes.

Whew!!

The sound of a blade slicing through the flesh cleanly sounded.

Gurgling ······

The two bodyguards clutched the hideous crack in their necks, gurgling sounds, and fell to the ground, the bright red liquid slowly spreading on the ground.

Meng Xuan's eyes didn't have any waves, it was like slaughtering two chickens.

He knew why he came here today, and there could not be any softness.

He kicked his feet and quickly left the place.

His goal is the third floor of the villa, Althea's room!

After all, the movement here attracted the attention of the heavily guarded bodyguards of the Angel Villa.

Another team of bodyguards in pairs spotted the movement, two bodies lying in pools of blood and the strong smell of blood irritating their nerves.

"Enemy attack!! Enemy Attack!! ”

The two of them shouted at the top of their voices.

"Enemy attack!! Enemy Attack!! ”

The bodyguards staring at the surveillance in the monitoring room also began to roar, and the security team of the entire villa all moved in an instant.

On the balcony on the third floor of the Angel Villa, Aisyah, who was at the highest point of the entire Tiantai Mountain, was slightly stunned when she saw the chaotic mess of his subordinates below.

Who will it be at this time?

A sense of crisis rose in her heart.

Sense of crisis······

can actually give himself a sense of crisis.

Aithea was stunned, and her face became solemn.

She was born with a certain keen intuition, somewhat similar to Meng Xuan's strange feelings, which was the reason why she was able to flee with Isis for a long time after her father's death, and perhaps the reason why that person took a fancy to her.

In the battle of the arch bridge, she did not dodge the blade that Meng Xuan fell, just because she did not feel the crisis, which proved that Meng Xuan had no killing intent at all.

But this time was different, the invasion of the other party actually made her feel a sense of crisis.

She immediately walked into the room, picked up a walkie-talkie, and pressed the call button.

"You and Cheng Shan will come to my room immediately."

Althea said into the walkie-talkie.

"Yes, miss."

Shi Yong's hoarse voice came from the other end of the intercom.

In less than five seconds, Shi Yong and Cheng Shan, who were guarding the room next to Aisya, entered Aisyah's room.

"I'm going to see who wants me dead."

Aisya slowly sat down on her soft sofa, calmly stroking the fat white cat stretching her waist.

She wanted to see who could threaten her life under the protection of two powerful professional ranks.

No, it's three powerful pros.

Althea calmly reached into the shawl she was wearing, and felt the two stainless steel daggers she had carried.

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In the courtyard of the villa, Meng Xuan ran wildly on the lawn, turning a corner, trying to find a platform that could jump up to the second floor.

"Here!!"

Suddenly, at another corner of the main building of the villa more than ten meters away, five or six gunmen with black pistols appeared around the corner.

Meng Xuan's expression froze, and a strong sense of crisis surged up.

Firearms, the greatest threat to martial arts fighters.

As soon as the guns rang out, the martial arts declined.

He remembered what Zhao Chuanwu had said to him at that time.

Manpower is sometimes poor, how can flesh and blood be able to defeat guns?

Even if you are a powerful professional level, you must be restrained when facing more than three guns at medium and long distances.

Is the limit of humanity really here?

No! That's just because you're all too weak!!

Meng Xuan raised his head suddenly, and the six gunmen on the opposite side had a feeling as if they were being targeted by a beast for a moment, and their bodies trembled unconsciously.

Intention! Deterrence!

The ability of the heart eye is to erect spiritual power, within the distance of being able to look at each other, to produce a powerful psychological deterrent to the enemy, and to induce many negative emotions such as fear, awe, cowardice and so on in the depths of the enemy's heart!

However, this loss of consciousness caused by fear and fear lasted only half a second.

There are too many people, and half a second of deterrence is already the limit of Meng Xuan at present.

But that's enough.

Bloodborn!!

The Bloodborne status is instantly activated.

In just half a second of trance, the six gunmen were horrified to find that the enemy was only seven or eight meters away from them.

This is definitely not the speed that people should have!!

At the same time, a kind of fear arose in the hearts of the six gunmen, and they frantically pulled the trigger at the rapidly approaching figure.

Bang bang!!

A series of deafening gunshots rang out, but the black shadow was like a ghost, swaying left and right, and not a single bullet could hit him.

Alien sense, blood source, heart eye, the three abilities are one and complement each other.

After these three ritual abilities were completely superimposed, an extremely terrifying effect erupted.

The Shadow had managed to get within three meters of them.

Within three meters, the firearm had completely lost its threat to the black shadow.

They didn't even get a picture of what the shadow looked like.

They were greeted by an overwhelming cold light.

Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof!

A series of blades sliced through the air with a dull thud of flesh.

The bodies of the six gunmen resembled shattered ragdolls, their stumps splashed in the air with bright red blood.

Meng Xuan snorted, used another dagger, and jumped onto the window on the second floor, without looking at the six gunmen who fell in a pool of blood.

The bullet is fast.

But the speed at which you pull the trigger is too slow.