Chapter Forty-Eight: Keep Killing

At the end of the unitary hour, the sky was dark.

The intersection of Xiangfu Road and Xining Street.

Fan Minghui stood in front of the dead shopkeeper Shen, with a wooden face, his expression was not sad or happy, and his eyes were deep.

And so, it's been a while.

Next to him, a righteous spirit of his subordinates bowed their heads and bent over, staring at their feet, silent.

It was very quiet, and there was still a faint smell of blood wafting through the air.

Not long after the shopkeeper Shen died, the people of the Yiqitang arrived, and the net he had set up to find Suningan came in handy at this time, and it didn't take long for Fan Minghui to rush over from the helm and burn incense after the death of the shopkeeper Shen.

Then, he stared at the corpse of the shopkeeper Shen in a trance.

No one knew what he was thinking.

Not far away, the sound of hurried footsteps came from Xiangfu Road, and the man turned the corner and came to Fan Minghui.

"Hall master, the masked murderer walked out of the city gate before a stick of incense, went to Xiguan, and after that, he disappeared without a trace......"

"Really?"

Fan Minghui snorted.

"Hall master, please rest assured, the second master has arrived in Xiguan, and the brothers have all dispersed, and that person will never be able to escape."

The man hesitated, then said.

"A brother who has seen the back of the murderer said that the difference between the height and size of the person and the target of this operation seems to be ......."

"What's more, today during the day, the target used to haunt the Golden Hook Tavern, and it is possible that he is stepping on the point, so bold, the death of the three masters is very likely to be done by that guy."

Fan Minghui frowned.

"Changning Guan, a martial cultivator who has only just obtained the Dao Certificate, can so cleanly kill Shen Laosan, who is protected by two Dirty Realm martial artists?"

He stared at his men like a torch.

"I can't find the real murderer, just find someone to take the blame?"

Fine particles of sweat appeared on his foreheads.

Well, he did have that in mind.

The assassin started cleanly, and it took a very short time, and he finally found a clue, and he was not lying, he just retold the discovery of his subordinates, and he was involved with Suningan, but it was just a smooth push.

"Hall Master, this is the most reasonable guess."

"Shopkeeper Shen has always lived in a simple place, there are few enemies, recently, only worried about that matter, a few days ago, Yixin Hall was destroyed, Master Wu was killed, at that time, there were also two martial artists in the Dirty Realm, and Master Wu was killed in his backyard, and he didn't even have time to activate the protective array......"

"That time, the assassin moved extremely fast, just like this one!"

With that, the man stooped down.

Fan Minghui groaned.

"Whew!"

In the west of Cixi County, fireworks suddenly rose into the sky.

It is the unique alarm fireworks of Yiqitang, which are used to determine the location of each other, and according to the location of the fireworks, it is already several miles away from this place, but it is certain that it is still the category of Xiguan.

"Found that guy!"

Someone shouted excitedly.

"I'll go first, and I'll be there later."

Dropping these words, Fan Minghui soared onto the roof like a big bird, and in an instant, he swept along the ridge towards the city gate, and after a few ups and downs, he disappeared from the sight of a group of people.

His speed was far faster than that of his subordinates, and in order to hurry, he naturally went first.

Before half a stick of incense, Xiguan Wharf.

At this time, Suningan had already taken off his mask.

At the time of the assassination, he was wearing civilian clothes, and soon after quickly passing through the city gate, he changed into the green robe of Changning Guan in a no-man's land, and in his opinion, there was no flaw in what he did.

The assassination was seamless.

After all, no one knew that he had a system to navigate, so he could ambush and kill him in one fell swoop.

Unfortunately, while the plan is perfect, there are also surprises.

On the way to the Mizukuma Inn, he met two members of the Righteous Spirit, and these energetic members of the organization also had their own uniforms, gray-blue samurai suits, and the words "Righteous Spirit" were embroidered on their left chest.

The level has to do with the ribbon pinned under those four words.

In addition to the three masters, the guy with the four ribbons has the highest position.

The two people Su Ningan met were wearing two ribbons, and they were middle-level cadres of the Yiqitang, and when they saw them, they were looking around, as if they were looking for something.

Suningan was not weak-hearted, so he did not choose to avoid, but moved forward generously.

Then, he staggered past the two men, and after not going far, he noticed that something was wrong, and the two men turned and followed him, their tracking techniques were clumsy, and their actions were rather blatant, and they did not even appear to be sneaky at all.

What's the situation?

Is it exposed?

Turning into an alley, Su Ningan unfolded the goose walking technique and threw the two people away.

Then, a shrill whistle was heard, and at the same time, hurried footsteps were heard from the other side of the alley, accompanied by an equally sharp whistle.

Su Ningan didn't know that these were the people sent by Shen's shopkeeper to find him, he thought that his assassination was exposed, and those guys reacted very quickly, pulled up a big net, and caught themselves.

It is worthy of being a local snake, and the reaction is really fast.

Su Ningan continued to move forward, and at the end of the alley, several figures appeared, all of them were dressed in righteous qitang, and the number of ribbons pinned to their chests varied, most were three, and some were not, all of them were holding weapons.

Swords, guns, swords, halberds, long and short weapons.

Seeing Suningan, everyone was excited.

Although, the three masters said that they only need to determine the location of the target, but the target obviously found something wrong and wanted to escape, since this is the case, they can only do it, kill the other party, the official will be promoted to one level, and the reward will be one hundred taels of silver.

"Die!"

Rush to the front with a spear in hand.

It is not the Zhangba spear that is mostly used in the army, and the spear used by the people in the rivers and lakes is slightly shorter, and the barrel of the gun can be put on or separated for easy carrying.

The red tassel under the head of the gun was thrown into a red line, and the head of the gun flashed with cold light, and it went straight towards Suning.

This shot is fast, accurate and ruthless, and it has two flavors.

It's fast and ruthless, but it's not allowed.

Or it was accurate, but it was not allowed to meet Suningan.

Suningan's pace was not chaotic, he still maintained his speed, only turned sideways slightly, and the shot stabbed past him.

Before the man could change his skills, a ray of white light fell.

"Choke!"

Hearing the sound of the slanted blade unsheathed, the man was already staggering and spinning and falling.

A big hole was cut in his neck, blood gushed like a spring, splashing in the narrow alley, Suningan rushed through the rain of blood, bent down, dodged the blade that swept overhead, and the oblique knife in his hand dragged diagonally, cutting a gap in the waist of the person holding the knife, the man threw down the knife, wailing and fell to the ground.

Swords come and go, but there is no sound of blocking.

The alley is very narrow, and it can only accommodate two people side by side, so even if there are many people on the other side, there are not many people Sun Ningan faces, not to mention, his knife speed is much faster than that of the other party, as if it is three times the speed.

Therefore, in just a few breaths, it was completely killed.

Behind him, there was a field of crippled people wailing and moaning.

In the depths of the alley, the whistle stopped, replaced by a piercing scream, accompanied by skyrocketing fireworks.