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MTL - I Am Supreme-Chapter 35 Assassin, order, feast!
Over there, Laomei has come to the top with a strong momentum.
The people in Tsing Yi did not say anything, and they jumped up and raised their hands. A colorless silk thread came straight out of their hands.
At the same time, the left hand is accumulating and welcoming Laomei.
The old plum body Dapeng generally fell, and the two palms thundered and smashed down.
The Tsing Yi people greeted with one hand, and the bang banged. The old plum body was stagnant in the air. Just about to chase it again, I saw that the Tsing Yi people fluttered and flew out, and retired. Then it flashed again and it was gone.
Laomei ignored the world and went straight to the ground. He wiped out a blue smoke in the air, and the man had already become a little black spot in the distance.
The other party is obviously ready. A hit is not a hit, that is, a thousand miles.
When Laomei came back, his face was hard to see. Assassin's cultivation is obviously weaker than himself, but with the magical thread, it is able to go away in an instant, but he is powerless.
"Assassinate me..." Yun Yang was spotless on the purple clothes, and frowned slightly: "Who is going to assassinate me?"
Over there, Fang Mofei walked step by step, his face dignified.
"Old party, can you see the origin of the assassin?"
"The son, this assassin, is not from Sen Luo Ting." Fang Mofei first said this sentence affirmatively.
"What is the solution?" Yun Yang asked.
"If it comes from Sen Luo Ting, there will inevitably be a king of the king; and the king of the king will be the proof of the mission, and the second is to remind himself that this work is mine, and others should not intervene. This is the same as the Sen Luoting silver killer. According to the rules, this person is not weak, it should already be a gold medal killer, but from this person, I did not feel the existence of Wang Wangling." Fang Mofeidao.
Yun Yang nodded: "This person uses a flying knife."
"It may not be a blood knife hall." Fang Mofei said: "As we all know, there are many killers with ruthless buildings and swords. There are many killers with blood knife, but this is not a measure; there will be exceptions. Moreover, flying knives are hidden weapons. Not a legitimate blade."
"So the next guess is that this person is very likely to come from a ruthless building." Fang Mofei said.
"Relentless building." Yun Yang contemplative; "clear code price, take money to kill people, do not ask right and wrong, regardless of cause and effect; head is a card, not endless!"
"Yes." Fang Mofei said: "As long as the ruthless building picks up the task, the goal is not dead, the ruthless building will not give up, only a batch of comers. The difference is that to support them, people need to provide a lot of money..."
Yun Yang’s face showed a smile like a smile, saying: "Well, I don’t die, I like it."
......
Immediately, Yun Yang entered his room.
When he came out again, there was already a new nine-day order, which was passed down like a big net.
"Nine days have orders, check! The world's killer, who is in the Tiantang, characteristics, weapons... Who hired the killer to assassinate the son of Tianhou Yunhou..."
A command goes on.
Tiantang City underground world, suddenly turned over the sky!
"I am going out for a walk."
Yun Yang threw a sentence: "You two are at home to watch the house. Fang Mofei hastened to recover..."
"Don, I will follow you." Old Mei looked serious: "The assassin..."
"No!" Yun Yang looks firm: "Lao Mei, you have your responsibility, I have my persistence. The more I am in crisis, I should stick to my persistence."
Laomei has not waited for this remark, Yun Yang has stepped out of the door and disappeared into the crowd.
I have my responsibility, you have your insistence... Laomei wants to say a word for a long time: but my responsibility is to protect you...
When I thought of this sentence, Yun Yang had already disappeared...
Then Laomei suddenly remembered: "The son, those few bets... If the sons are coming..."
But the crowds outside the house are surging, where can you see the trail of Yun Yang...
Lao Mei looked back without a word, and was seeing Fang Mofei laughing at his chin.
"Laughing and laughing?" Laomei’s fierce and savage walked over: “Do you think that I can’t do things well? Don’t see that you are really better than me, but I can hit you now!”
Fang Mofei smiled and said: "I didn't laugh, you won't do things, but it's just a bit strange. When I was in the singularity of the rivers and lakes, I asked the sword, when did I become the housekeeper of the Yun family..."
Lao Mei didn't sigh with a good breath: "Do you manage it? I am happy!"
He looked up and down Fang Mofei: "The housekeeper is smashing the ground? You are the heart of the sword, not to the kneeling?"
Fang Mofei is ridiculous.
"Be honest in the future!" Lao Mei squinted: "Respect to the immediate boss!"
Fang Mofei: "..."
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After Yun Yang went out, he got into the crowd.
When he wants to be noticed, even if he is among the thousands of horses, he can make himself a conspicuous center; but when he wants to hide, even if he walks alone in the broad daylight, he can Do not pay attention to anyone.
Yun Zun’s hidden method is unparalleled in the world!
With the crowd, he seems to be in the direction of drifting, but after three turns and two turns, he has reached a small road. At the end of the path, it is a hill.
Under the hill, covered in a thick fog.
This is the original nine-story house, which is the original nine-day array. Since the nine incidents, this nine-day array has been inexplicably covered in thick fog.
No one can enter or leave.
No power can be destroyed.
During the year, at least hundreds of thousands of people came here or in the dark, but no one could enter. Slowly, it was also deserted here.
The candles are everywhere, the rows are neat, and the sweep is clean.
There are countless disabled soldiers, who are arranged in 12 shifts around the clock, and are working diligently, every moment, every moment.
They are absolutely not allowed, the heroes in their hearts are buried in the dust!
In their hearts, the nine nobles should always shine!
Yun Yang looked far away and saw that there were countless single-armed people, holding the shackles with one hand and carefully sweeping the ground; they gently laid the rafts and slowly dragged them through the whole process. Even a little dust will not fly.
Their expressions are so religious.
Jiu Zun, nine days, is the holy place in the hearts of these veterans!
Yun Yang took a deep breath and held back the tears that almost came out, and slowly walked under a shadow of the tree, standing quietly.
Looking at the white mist in front of him, Yun Yang only felt that his heart was boiling; the blood was burning.
He stood still and stood until the dusk. In the middle, many veterans swept through his feet with a shackle, but they did not find it at all. There is still a person here.
In the nine days, this thick fog locked everything.
"Perhaps, in this whole world, I have only myself... I can go in." Yun Yang closed his eyes: "But I... I dare not go in now."
He seems to have seen, eight brothers are waiting inside to ask themselves: Four Seasons Building, annihilated? Have you revenge for us? Lao Jiu, are you now, OK?
Yun Yang took a deep breath, and the tears finally slid silently down the corner of his eyes.
"I will come see you, but I don't want to go when I come..."
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The old Marshal of the autumn sat alone in the hall, and there was some anxiety in the look.
Seeing that the sky is already dusk, the guests invited have not arrived yet.
Mr. Wang is also a brow.
The old Marshal’s treat, in the Yutang Empire, is definitely the first person in the military under the 10,000-person squad, this kid actually dare to be late?
"Would you like to send someone to remind you?" Mr. Wang asked some dissatisfaction.
"No." Autumn old Marshal Bai Mei Yi Xuan: "No matter, your Majesty has not yet arrived."
"Your Majesty also comes?" Mr. Wang was surprised.
"Yes, I have the same question in my heart." Qiu Jianhan, the old Marshal, gently said: "Why did this Yunyang front foot just hit someone, and the hind foot passed the nine-day order?"
Mr. Wang said: "This..."
"No matter what, this Xie Wuyuan father and son made a lot of evil. Before, it was difficult to write a book. Why didn't you see the order of nine days?"
"Maybe this is a coincidence..." Mr. Wang said with a hard time: "After all, this Yun Yang is just a jealous..."
"Where is the world, how can there be so many coincidences? Even if it is a coincidence, there must be problems in this." Qiu Jianhan, the old Marshal, said seriously: "So today this meal... is very important for the old. Even though It is worth waiting for a while."
Mr. Wang sighed and no longer persuaded.
The old Marshal of the autumn looked at Mr. Wang and he sighed in his heart.
Mr. Wang was born in the cold, and he came out with his own strength. Until now, Bai Yi is proud of his patriarch, and he is profound and far-sighted. He is definitely a world-class figure. However, Mr. Wang has a deep-rooted view in his heart. He has changed it for so many years, but he has not changed it. Other than that, everything is fine.
The shortcoming is: Mr. Wang instinctively believes that the second generation of the official children, the second generation of wealthy businessmen, are all children!
Not able! No skill! In addition to bullying men and women bullying the hegemony, nothing else is useless...
For this view, the old marshal is only speechless.
For example, in the case of Yun Yang, Mr. Wang did not see the doubts, but he was stubborn in thinking that he did not work with this.
There is only a sigh in this autumn Jianhan.
The doorstep reported: "Marshal, squat down."
Qiu Jianhan hurriedly stood up and greeted him.
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The night has come.
Yun Yang’s hand was carrying a box of fruit, and Shi Shiran came to the door of the Marshal’s Mansion. This is what he bought on the road.
The guard at the door looked straight and jumped.
The old Marshal treats, how big is this face, this kid is holding a few broken skins, so it is so arrogant?
"Please also inform us." Yun Yang is polite and courteous, said: "Yunjia Yunyang came to the feast and sent a gift."
The guard looked at the fruit in Yun Yang’s hand, and the mouth was pumping and counting. It seems that there are only five peaches? Not a black line: "You wait a moment."