In the middle of summer in August, the evening breeze is hot and dry.

The stars and the moon were dim on this night.

In the Xuanyuan Manor outside the city of Nantian City, there was a fierce fight, this fight did not last long, with a few screams, this huge manor far away from the hustle and bustle of the city returned to its former silence.

"Who are you, what do you want?" Han Zhu, the housekeeper of the manor, asked calmly as she looked at the uninvited guest in front of her, a man with an inch of hair and an evil face.

"Miss Han, don't treat me as an ordinary little thief, I'm not here today for money, and I'm not for color..."The inch-headed man wiped the blood on the short blade in his hand, paused and said with a dark smile: "I'm here to send Miss Xuanyuan on the road!"

The Miss Xuanyuan he was talking about was named Xuanyuan Lingmeng, and she was the daughter of the wealthy businessman Xuanyuan Ming. Xuanyuan Mingheng died in a car accident more than a month ago, and Xuanyuan Lingmeng was as sick as a child like Xizi, his body was weak and weak, and he suddenly learned the news of the loss of his father and fell into a coma with black eyes.

Until now, he is still in a trance, almost in a vegetative state.

Some people even say that she will definitely die soon.

After this incident spread, Xuanyuan Ming's industrial technology company founded by Xuanyuan Ming suddenly fell into chaos, the high-level began to fight for power, the middle level stood in line, and the grassroots level was mostly concerned with their own attitude, coupled with the robbery of competitors, the huge company soon fell into the danger of the building about to collapse.

Hanzhu knew very well how much those people in the company wanted Xuanyuan Lingmeng to die, and only when Xuanyuan Lingmeng died could they seize the company more justifiably. The reason why it has not been done until now is probably not that those people are benevolent, but that their struggle for power and profit has come to an end.

Who sent you?" asked Hanzhu with a frosty face.

Without Xuanyuanming, how can there be the current Xuanyuan company. But not long after he died, those people already wanted to kill his daughter and seize the company, which was really chilling.

"Miss Han, our Xiuwu League will not disclose the information of the employer. The inch-headed man made a rather helpless look, "Actually, it's useless for me to tell you, because even I don't know who the employer is." ”

Hearing this, Han Zhu's heart was even colder.

As the largest and most mysterious criminal organization in China, Xiuwu League has naturally heard of it, just like the inch-headed man said, the killers who are sent out only know who they want to kill, and they don't care at all about who they kill and why.

Moreover, once the Xiuwu League receives the money, it will not give up the mission.

In other words, even if the inch-headed man failed tonight and didn't succeed in killing Xuanyuan Lingmeng, the Xiuwu Alliance would continue to send killers to carry out an endless pursuit.

Therefore, there is a saying: Being targeted by the Xiuwu League is equivalent to entering a mortal situation.

It seems that the person who wants Xuanyuan Lingmeng to die has no intention of leaving her any way to live.

Tonight, there is less bad luck.

When the inch-headed man reported to the mountain gate, Hanzhu already knew that no matter whether she was tempted by heavy money or begged for mercy, the inch-headed man would not let go of Xuanyuan Lingmeng. Despite this, Hanzhu didn't have any idea of leaving Xuanyuan Lingmeng and running away alone, because when she was expelled from the army and was in prison, Xuanyuan Lingmeng's father saved her, otherwise she might have to spend the rest of her life in prison, this kindness can only be repaid with death, only in this way can she be worthy of Xuanyuan Ming under Jiuquan.

Seeing Han Zhu's concentration and looking like he was going to fight hard, the inch-headed man smiled happily, because it was more interesting for him, "I heard that Miss Han was born from 'Martial Spirit', let me have a good understanding today!"

With that, he had already shot out violently, and the short blade in his hand slashed through the air with a cold light, straight to the throat of Han Zhu.

Monk of the Casting Stage!

At the moment when the inch-headed man's aura burst out, Han Zhu judged his cultivation.

But although he is in the same god-casting period as him, judging from the fact that he slaughtered more than 30 security personnel in the manor in a very short period of time, I am afraid that he has already achieved the completion of the god-casting period, and he is only one step away from stepping into the foundation building period

Thinking about it like this, I will definitely not be able to get any benefit from going head-to-head with him.

Hanzhu's mind turned sharply, and his reaction was not slow, and he immediately jumped back on his back. Seeing this, the inch-headed man touched the ground on his toes and approached again reluctantly. At this time, Han Zhu's body suddenly twisted one hundred and eighty degrees in the air, and after dodging the short-bladed blade in the inch-headed man's hand, he hooked the hilt of his instep and kicked the short-blade into the ground with the power of his own forward rush.

There was no gap, Hanzhu turned around again, and kicked the inch-headed man's face door again. The latter couldn't avoid it, so he could only raise his hand to block it.

"Bang!"

The inch-headed man was hit by this kick, and his body fell out uncontrollably, slamming heavily on the railing of the staircase, and the wooden railing was broken in a large section, and sawdust flew everywhere. But then he got up from the ground, slapped the sawdust on his body and laughed, "I really underestimated you." ”

Although she won a round, Hanzhu not only did not relax but became more nervous, because she also knew that the inch-headed man just now was not serious and was taken advantage of by herself, and I am afraid that this situation will not happen again.

"I wanted to give you a good time, but you kicked my knife off. The inch-headed man picked up a severed railing from the ground, shook his head and said helplessly: "Now I can only use this half of the wood to beat you to death." ”

After speaking, he smiled, and suddenly rushed towards Hanzhu again, the speed was more than twice as fast as just now, and he was in front of Hanzhu in the blink of an eye.

Han Zhu obviously didn't expect his speed to be so fast, he was stunned for a moment, and then there was a sharp pain in his calf, it was the man with the inch head who deliberately hit her leg with the half of the railing, and the force was so great that the half of the railing turned into powder.

This heavy blow naturally made Hanzhu lose his center of gravity and balance, and fell sideways to the ground, but the inch-headed man didn't intend to stop there, and raised his hand to make a knife and slashed at Hanzhu's abdomen.

"Bang!"

Hanzhu was smashed to the ground, and a large piece of delicate floor tiles were smashed. The tip of her throat was sweet, and she couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. Then, she was again kicked in the abdomen by the inch-headed man mercilessly, and her body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, knocking a pile of expensive furniture in the living room.

Hanzhu's consciousness was dazed after being kicked, and at the last moment before fainting, she meditated in her heart: "Uncle Ming, Reimu, I'm sorry. ”

And the inch-headed man didn't mean to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, so he glanced around and picked up a railing and walked towards Hanzhu.

At this moment, an extremely faint shout suddenly came from the staircase on the second floor, "Don't..."

"Ah, it's Miss Xuanyuan. ”

The inch-headed man looked back and saw Xuanyuan Lingmeng, who was only seventeen years old, standing at the top of the stairs in a thin pajamas, her figure was thin, her face was like gold paper, she was panting slightly, and her tears were dotted, almost not like a living person.

"Please, don't kill Sister Hanzhu, you're here to kill me, right, please let Sister Hanzhu go. ”

Xuanyuan Reimu was extremely weak, like a delicate flower in a storm.

"I'm a very trustworthy person, and if I say that I want to beat Miss Han to death, I will definitely beat her to death. The inch-headed man pretended to be very embarrassed, "Forget it, for the sake of Miss Xuanyuan, for your pitiful sake, I will be merciful and give her a good time." ”

As he spoke, he pulled his short blade from the ground.

"Don't..."Seeing this, Xuanyuan Ling dreamed of rolling down the stairs in a hurry, and couldn't stand up anymore.

"Miss Xuanyuan, don't worry, I'll send you and Miss Han on the road later. The inch-headed man smiled evilly, no matter how hard Xuanyuan Lingmeng begged, he raised the short blade in his hand and was about to stab towards Hanzhu's heart.

But just as the short blade of the inch-headed man was about to fall, his face suddenly changed greatly, and then his face turned red and his ears rose, and he actually looked breathless and painful.

"How... Who is going on!!"

The inch-headed man only felt that an incomparably powerful invisible force was wrapped around his body like a giant python, and even the aura in his body was tightly restrained and could not be urged.

Soon he heard the flapping of his wings, and with great difficulty he saw a black crow fly in from outside the house, circle twice, and then land on the sofa in front of him.

Xuanyuan Reimu also looked at the black crow that suddenly flew into the house in surprise, but he didn't know what was happening.

The black crow is like the night, and the black feathers all over its body are shining with metallic luster, but the most strange thing is its eyes, these eyes are uncertain, unpredictable, as if they have spiritual sense, and they seem to be through the nine hells, from which they exude a cold and abnormal gaze, which makes the inch-headed man's heart have a boundless creepy feeling.

His fear didn't last long, he only felt the giant python wrapped around his body slam hard, and then his consciousness froze.

He exploded into a cloud of blood.

And Xuanyuan Reimu was directly frightened to death by such a terrifying scene.

Seeing this, the black crow hurriedly flew in front of her, opened its mouth and spit out a bright red vermilion fruit, pecked through the peel and squeezed a stream of rich and sweet juice into her mouth. As if immortal qi had entered his body, Xuanyuan Lingmeng's face immediately returned to a little blood, and his breathing gradually calmed down.

Then, the black crow exploded, turned into a thick black mist like ink, enveloped Xuanyuan Reimu, and flew towards her room. It was a long time before the crow fluttered its wings and flew out of the window, skimming the sky, and soon disappeared into the night.

And when Xuanyuan Lingmeng woke up the next day, he didn't remember what happened at night at all, and Hanzhu only remembered that he was knocked unconscious by the inch-headed man, and he didn't know what happened behind him.

Later, this incident became a mystery, and it was named 'Manor Night'.