Twilight covered the land, people had returned to their homes after a busy day, and the streets began to empty.

A knock on the door sounded, and Song Zhi went to open the door as usual.

Outside the door were several strange men with cruel smiles on their faces.

Song Zhi also smiled.

This group of people is the manpower transferred by the Song family to Zhao Guanqian, two martial artists led the team, twenty full warriors, and their team of 11 people rushed to Yicheng first, and was sent to carry out the task of kidnapping Lin Shizheng's family.

The leader of the martial artist stood downstairs and waited quietly, and there were still people watching behind the building, the information showed that Lin Qingyue was only a low-grade warrior, and this mission was nine out of ten when Lin Shizheng was not at home.

"Boss, did Boss Zhao look down on us and give us this little job? I thought we were going to kill Lin Shizheng directly. A confidant stood next to the leader and looked for a topic.

"You know a fart, Lin Shizheng is not only in the martial arts realm, but also the director of the Dongshan Prefecture Public Security Bureau, even Boss Song dares to say that he can move him."

The man known as the Boss paused and said, "You think it's easy to send us?" Hmph, he Zhao Guanqian just asked us to set up a military order, and tied up Lin Shizheng's family, so we must be obedient. ”

While they were talking, the old residential building in front of them suddenly lit up.

"What's going on? Did any of them bring flashbangs? The eldest asked the younger brother.

"I didn't ...... No, what are you doing with that...... "The little brother is not sure, after all, people like them play with everything.

After another ten seconds, the boss's eyes flashed, "No, hide it first." ”

This boss has also been on the rivers and lakes for many years, and there must be demons when things are impermanent, so he didn't choose to go into the building to check, but chose to hide for the first time.

The two of them shrank into the darkness of the corner and secretly looked at the non-moving residential building.

"It's not out yet, there's a problem, call Liuzi." The boss commanded in a low voice.

The younger brother took out his mobile phone and dialed a call, and a crisp ringtone sounded in the silent darkness.

The two looked up in horror, and a woman with a faint light all over her body descended from the sky like a heavenly maiden.

The two of them were horrified, and before they could react, the woman was in mid-air, stretched out two fingers, and two beams of light sank into the foreheads of the two, "poof" twice, and the little brother's head was pierced.

The body of the boss of the martial arts realm is obviously stronger, but a blood hole also appeared on his head, and his body shook, "Bright Great Magician......

"Poof" Another beam of light sank into the wound on his forehead, and the bottom of the car pierced his brain.

Behind the residential building, two squatting men smoked cigarettes and complained in a low voice, there was never a good life for the two of them.

"Brother Hei, do you feel that it has suddenly become dark, there is no light at all, and the power has gone out?"

"It's not a power outage, there's always a moon in a power outage."

Suddenly, the two of them heard inaudible footsteps, "Be careful! One of them exclaimed, but received no response, except for the sound of gurgling as if he was drinking water.

He was familiar with this sound, which is made by people who cover their mouths after being wiped on their necks.

Brother Hei hurriedly condensed Zhenqi and threw a punch towards the darkness, and the dull sound of the fist hitting the body came, and he could feel the body that was hit being knocked away.

But he didn't relax in the slightest, that punch should have hit his brother.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that all his skin began to ache sharply, like countless insects gnawing at him.

Brother Hei's heart was flustered, and the true qi poured into his whole body, and the feeling of corrosion weakened.

Brother Hei was scared, his fist panicked towards the darkness around him, and suddenly his body stiffened, and a dagger had been inserted in his throat, and the strength of his body was draining.

A few minutes later, Song Zhi, Lin Qingyue, and Zhou Yiyao returned to the community, as if nothing had happened.

There are a few more sets of men's clothes in the community, and the wind is constantly rolling on the ground, which looks particularly terrifying under the dim street lamps.

Pingyang Town, Police Department.

Liu Zhengjing turned off the lights of the entire security office, and it was a fool's business to turn on the lights when he knew that someone wanted to assassinate him.

If there is great terror in the darkness and you have no light, the easiest and most effective way to do it is to merge yourself into the darkness.

In the enclosed room, a few rudimentary monitors showed several video recordings from the police station.

At one point, a figure wearing a mask suddenly fell into the courtyard and swaggered towards the main entrance.

With a flash of the knife, the lock between the two doors of the main entrance was cut open, and the figure swaggered into the police station.

This is a killer who sneaked into Pingyang Town during the day, and has been watching here for a long time, and has seen Liu Zhengjing's figure through the telescope several times, and he knows that Liu Zhengjing is hiding in this building.

I just wanted to search room by room, but I felt like I had tripped over something like a rope on my feet.

There was a strange sound above his head, and the killer could only infuse Zhen Qi and slash upwards with a knife.

But he didn't hit anything. A large sheet of liquid splashed all over his body.

A sniff of the nose, a discoloration of the face, alcohol!

Before he could react, a line of fire burst out of the darkness, and in an instant, the killer became a burning man.

Terrible screams echoed through the hallway of the police station, and the killer ran out of the door in a terrible howl, like a huge moving torch.

As soon as he ran out of the gate of the police station, an imperceptible sound of breaking the air was heard, and a short arrow more than ten centimeters long sank into the back of the burning man's head.

The screams stopped abruptly, and the burning man fell to the ground without a sound, only the flames were still burning.

A few minutes later, the flames were extinguished, and a charred corpse lay in front of the police station with smoke still smoking, and the clothes on its body were burned into dry scars and adhered to it.

The police station was still silent, the black rumbling, and the windows on the second floor were all open, like the mouths of beasts about to choose people to devour.

Time passed little by little, everything was quiet, and the corpses on the ground gradually stopped even the smoke.

A tall figure landed in the courtyard, and when his feet hit the ground, he made a dull sound, which showed the weight of the man.

This is a man with a big waist and a round waist, nearly two meters tall, looking at the charred corpse on the ground with an expressionless face, and he doesn't look very bright.

"Big brother is right, it looks like there are no peers coming back tonight." The strong man muttered, and when he looked up, he saw a camera in the hall of the police station, and there was a dim light in the lens.

The strong man grinned, stepped forward, and just took a step, there was a "whoosh" sound that broke the air.

There is a short arrow on the strong man's forehead, and the short arrow is dark all over, about ten centimeters long.

But this time the strong man did not fall, stretched out his hand and dragged it on his forehead, and took the small arrow in his hand, there was a shallow wound in the middle of his forehead, and a bright red blood flowed down his face.

The strong man stretched out his tongue and curled it, with a hideous smile on his face, and looked up at the second floor.

Under a window on the second floor, Liu Zhengjing struggled to adjust his breathing and minimize the sound he could make.

In his hand, he held a small crossbow, and a short arrow had been wound.

Liu Zhengjing didn't try to sneak attack again, and the strong man in the courtyard was an extremely rare defensive martial artist.

Martial artists have given birth to countless schools in the development of 10,000 years, but in fact, the most important ones are the defense flow, the sensitive attack flow, and the balanced flow, and there are dozens of subdivided subschools under these three schools.

For example, the flow of equipment, this type of school mostly uses some cold weapons, and enhances its own strength through the practice of weapons.

For example, the combination of guns and firearms, which is much stronger than ordinary warriors and ordinary gun wielders.

For example, the ninja flow, using various environments to hide itself, is extremely fast, and is very good at assassinating and sneak attacks.

After tens of thousands of years of development, some genres have been eliminated by history, and some have also declined.

For example, the Extreme Defense Flow, also known as the Extreme Body Refining Flow, gives up all flashy martial arts, simply pursues defense and strength, and often adopts the simplest and roughest fighting methods.

This genre was flourishing thousands of years ago in the era of cold weapons, and there was once a heavily armored army composed of all extreme defense streams, which created a great reputation.

But this genre has obvious flaws, extremely high requirements for talent, and speed is a flaw, and after entering the age of firearms, few people have left this genre.

Who would have thought that Liu Zhengjing would meet one tonight, his hand and crossbow are very powerful, and the warriors at close range will not be able to dodge, and the strong man below will block it with his body alone.

Liu Zhengjing thought about the strategy of retreating from the enemy.

At this moment, a majestic wind blew, and a faint body odor came from the nasal cavity.

Liu Zhengjing didn't dare to think about it, and hurriedly rolled on the spot, and a dinging sound came, and on the ground under the windowsill where Liu Zhengjing was hiding, three steel needles were inserted, flashing cold light in the night.

There was already a thin figure on the windowsill.

It's dangerous, there is more than one killer, the strong man is just a target, so that he can expose his position, and the other person secretly attacks.

Liu Zhengjing was afraid after hiding behind a desk, and the thin figure quietly approached the windowsill without making a sound.

If it weren't for the fact that he had a nose that was more agile than a dog, I would have died at this moment.

This guy turned out to be a needle player.

"Hey, this brother, it's a big crime for you to break into the police station at night, the cameras here have already captured you, and it's still too late to escape." Liu Zhengjing was talking to attract the other party's attention, and at the same time, he took a hand from his calf and wound the crossbow.

"Video? Our brother's wanted portraits have long been all over Daqin, do you think you care about these? The thin figure made a gloomy voice, like a ghost.

Liu Zhengjing listened to the sound and identified the position, this person had already come to the center of the room, and there was no sound at all.

"Then you have to let me be a ghost, the two of you leave a name, and I will know who to seek revenge in the next life." Liu Zhengjing continued to delay time, but his hands were busy.

"It doesn't hurt to tell you, we are the famous 'hit on the head, hit the nail on the head' in the killer world." The thin man replied. He and the strong man downstairs were the two killers who asked the old farmer for directions during the day.

Is your name really serious?

No, I'm stalling for time, this thin man can approach himself quietly, why do you want to talk nonsense with yourself?

Liu Zhengjing sensed that something was wrong. The villain dies of talking too much, which can only happen in movies.

The killer was also delaying time, and Liu Zhengjing thought of the strong man downstairs, and his heart couldn't help but tighten.