Chapter Ninety-Three
As soon as the sharp blade pierced Yin Qingzhu's chest, Xiaohong let go, and his body retreated at the same time, and he retreated as far as three feet!
Yin Qingzhu stared at Xiaohong with both eyes, and blurted out, "You ......"
The word "you" exited, and Xiaohong danced on a willow tree next to her like a butterfly.
Yin Qingzhu was taken aback again, and said, "It's so light!"
Xiaohong smiled and asked, "This time, the 'Immortal Guidance' is fast enough, right?"
Yin Qingzhu sighed and said, "That's enough." ”
His right hand was on the flute, but he didn't pull it out.
For he knew that as soon as he pulled it out, his people would die instantly.
And now he is really dead.
He sighed and continued, "Not only is it fast enough, but it is ...... It's as fast as hell. ”
Xiaohong smiled: "In your heart, it must be very strange now." ”
"It's very strange!" Yin Qingzhu smiled bitterly: "Who the hell are you...... Who is it?"
"Little Red. ”
"Is the real surname Nie?"
"Really. ”
"Ni Yu is really your uncle?"
"It's a fake. ”
"What enmity do I have against you?"
"No grudges. ”
"So you...... You kill me......"
"Just because I'm a professional killer, someone pays for your life. ”
"Who is it?"
"I don't know. Xiaohong seemed to be a little sorry and said, "I'm just responsible for killing people." ”
"Someone else at the joint?"
"Exactly. ”
Yin Qingzhu sighed again: "I don't live a nonsense life, how can I die so nonsense?"
Xiao Hongjiao smiled: "Isn't it rare to be foolish by yourself?"
Yin Qingzhu said: "Although your martial arts are not bad, but this is not the case, I am afraid that it will not be so easy to kill me." ”
"I know. ”
"How did you come up with this?"
"Someone told me about your weaknesses. ”
"My weakness?"
"It's just. Xiaohong raised her hand and stroked her temples lightly and said, "I especially like that kind of poetic girl." ”
Yin Qingzhu smiled bitterly: "That person must be my good friend." ”
Xiaohong said: "I heard that you usually behave like a gentleman. ”
"So only good friends know about my weakness. Yin Qingzhu couldn't help but ask, "Who told you?"
Xiaohong said: "Gao Songgu." ”
Yin Qingzhu was stunned and said, "It turned out to be him." ”
"Is he a good friend of yours?"
"Yes, he is. Yin Qingzhu bowed his head and said: "I still remember what he once said......"
His voice snapped, and he raised his left hand in pain, covering his chest.
Xiaohong said curiously: "What did you say?"
Yin Qingzhu let out a breath and said, "Sooner or later, I will die in a woman's ...... of the hands. ”
"He must remember saying that to you, so let me kill you. ”
"He ......"
"He's actually a professional killer and belongs to the same organization as me. ”
"No wonder he has suddenly become so generous in recent years......" Yin Qingzhu suddenly laughed. "Anyway, he ...... me It's finally enough friends. ”
Xiaohong looked at Yin Qingzhu in surprise.
Yin Qingzhu said: "If he comes to kill me in person, he won't be enough of a friend." ”
The blood gushing out of his chest had stained his chest, but he still laughed and talked.
Xiaohong really admired it.
Yin Qingzhu laughed and said: "Being able to die at the hands of a beautiful girl like you, even if you die, you have no regrets." ”
He suddenly pulled out the flute with his backhand!
The blood was marked at the same time, and the body was under two guts, and finally fell.
Xiaohong looked at Yin Qingzhu falling, and said quietly: "You really have no regrets?"
Said to wipe his hand and wipe off the bloodless face.
It turned out to be just an elaborate mask of human skin.
The face behind the mask was not pretty, and it was covered with scars, and every inch of muscle showed an indescribable cruelty.
Yin Qingzhu didn't see this face.
By the time Xiaohong's beautiful human skin mask was peeled off, he was already dead.
That's why there was still that satisfied smile on his face.
The willow wind is light.
Although it was light, it finally dried the blood on Yin Qingzhu's chest, but it couldn't blow Yin Qingzhu's smile.
Xiaohong's figure had long since disappeared with the wind, but there were two more people next to the corpse at this time.
Shen Shengyi and A Fiber.
Seeing Yin Qingzhu's corpse, they knew that it was too late, but they were extremely strange when they saw Yin Qingzhu's satisfied smile.
Shen Shengyi leaned over to inspect Yin Qingzhu's body for a moment, and said unconsciously, "Strange?"
Ah Xian couldn't help but ask, "What's strange?"
Shen Shengyi said: "The wound on his chest was obviously cut out by the flute in his own hand. ”
Ah Xian said: "Suicide?"
Shen Shengyi said: "If not, he is willing to hand over the flute to the other party, let the other party stab it in the chest, and then reach out and pull it out by himself, which is actually no different from suicide." ”
Ah Xian said: "Could it be that the other party took away his flute?"
Shen Shengyi said: "There are no traces of a fight around here. ”
Ah Xian nodded and said, "Yes." ”
Shen Shengyi continued: "Looking at his appearance, it doesn't look like he has fought with people before, and he still has a smile." ”
Ah Xian said: "Therefore, I don't think he committed suicide." ”
Shen Shengyi said: "Suicide is indeed not something worthy of his joy. ”
Ah Xian said: "If he is killed, judging from the names on that list, I am afraid that the only one who killed him is that Xiaohong." ”
Shen Shengyi nodded and said, "I'm afraid." ”
Ah Xian said: "That Xiaohong must be a very beautiful woman. ”
"How so?"
"Xiaohong should be a woman's name, isn't a beautiful woman often able to make some men swoon?"
Shen Shengyi smiled indifferently.
Ah Xian said: "If the murderer is really Xiaohong, she and the other six people on the list are the murderers." ”
Shen Shengyi shook his head: "We still can't be sure for the time being." ”
Ah Xian said: "Brother Shen is saying that the murderer may be Yin Qingzhu, who made a mistake in his plot and killed himself?"
Shen Shengyi said: "Not every murderer can succeed. ”
Ah Xian bowed his head and said, "This is also the case." ”
Shen Shengyi stood up from Yin Qingzhu's corpse: "No matter what, we're late." ”
Ah Xian said: "So what should we do now?"
Shen Shengyi said: "I just hope that Brother Zhao can be luckier than us." Let's go to the place where we plan to meet first. ”
Ah Xian said: "Okay!"
It's the same willow forest, but this willow forest is lively.
It was Le Zhong who brought this excitement.
Le Zhong is only twenty-six this year. At the age of twenty-six, he has become famous, and the soul chasing knife is said to have never met an opponent.
He is a person who likes to make friends very much, coupled with his bold personality and righteousness, the young people of Lianghe like to make friends with him.
So no matter where he goes, there will always be a large group of friends left and right, not to mention that he left Jinling today.
Almost all his friends came to see him off, most of them out of the city, and some of them all the way to this willow forest five miles away.
There was a small restaurant in the willow forest, and the fourteen of them filled the restaurant.
This small restaurant was originally owned by Old Man He and his wife, and it was not the first time they had visited, but now they didn't see Old Man He and his wife, only a woman who had spent her money for a long time.
Although the woman is not very beautiful, she is still moving, a willow waist is simply softer than a wicker, three steps and one twist, all kinds of amorous.
But she was not slow to do things, beckoned Le Zhong and them to sit down, and soon brought them wine and side dishes to accompany the wine.
Fourteen of them are all young people, and there are no elders around them, so it's strange that they are not lively.
When Zhao Ping'an walked into the small restaurant, they were laughing together and preparing to drink happily.
Le Zhong had already raised the wine glass to his lips, and when he saw Zhao Ping'an walking into the store, he groaned slightly, put down the wine glass in his hand, and greeted Zhao Ping'an: "This brother is also here to drink? ”
The rest of the young people also put down their wine glasses and looked at Zhao Ping'an with eager eyes.
They are all people who like to make friends very much, not to mention that now their leader Le Zhong has sent an invitation to Zhao Ping'an.
Zhao Ping'an didn't answer Le Zhong, but asked a very strange question: "Did any of you drink?"
Le Zhong was stunned and said, "Not yet." ”
Zhao Ping'an smiled and said, "It seems that I am not too late." ”
Le Zhonghui was mistaken, and laughed: "Of course it's not too late, this jar of good wine has just been opened, and it is just right to drink it with my brother." ”
Zhao Ping'an sighed, and said in a loud voice: "The wind blows the willow flowers all over the store, Wu Ji presses the wine to call the guests to taste, and the children of Jinling come to see each other, if you want to do it or not, ......you can do it;
The poem is a poem that leaves the old one, but when it comes out of Zhao Ping'an's mouth, it carries an indescribable killing meaning.
The woman who delivered the wine had been standing at the counter with a spring breeze smile on her face, but after hearing Zhao Ping'an's words, the smile suddenly disappeared, and there was no expression on her face.
Her eyes also became indifferent, as if hiding a kind of coldness like ice and snow.
Ruthless and vicious!