Free Web NovelChapter 349: Chapter 173: Cat and Mouse, Encirclement and Reinforcement_3
The short, strong Golden-Faced man, Jin Ershiqi, struck with his palms, and it was like striking a defeated leather, bang...
The Flowing Gold Gang Wall only trembled slightly, and the energy of ice and fire was rebounded outward.
Even faster and more fierce than the incoming force.
"Grand..."
His heart was shocked, only able to utter two words, his 206 bones had all shattered, half of his body turned to charcoal, and the other half to ice...
Wow...
The aftermath shook his body, scattering it across the ground.
"Only three late-stage Innate ones came. This really is disappointing for a person named Chen. This is too much underestimating me, isn’t it?"
He bent slightly, picked up the golden face and looked at it, discovering that this mask was exquisitely made, made of soft gold, and felt light as nothing when worn on the face.
He slightly turned over the clothes of the two with a sword sheath, finding that besides the weapons and the golden face, they carried nothing good on them.
Chen Ping shook his head, slowly walking forward.
Not minding the burning flames ahead, he passed through the flames and magma, through the smoke and ash.
Ahead was a pine forest.
At first, he could still see some footprints, but gradually they disappeared.
Even the breath was gone.
"Escaped quickly, didn’t you? How unrighteous."
Chen Ping looked at the quiet pine forest in front of him and looked towards the distant Changhe Mountains, speechless for a moment.
...
"Hoo..."
Qiuguan was drenched in sweat, his clothes sticking tightly to his front and back.
It wasn’t because of using Lightweight Skill too urgently that his Qi and blood boiled, causing him to sweat with heat.
He was scared.
The previous relaxed calculation and self-satisfied mood had all disappeared, leaving only panic...
As an elite assassin of the Wind and Cloud Pavilion, tasked with solo assassinations aiming at the top twenty targets on the Earth List, there was still a fifty percent success rate.
Every golden-faced assassin underwent extremely strict evaluations, slowly advancing through one hard task after another, with none pretending to be among them, each reaching late-stage Innate, the level of Heaven-Human Sensing, and Mastery of Martial Intent, top figures.
Of course, since the evaluation to become a golden-faced assassin was so hard, there were naturally equal benefits.
When not on a mission,
they had endless Divine Skills to learn, the most handy Divine Weapons, Jiangnan Thin Horses, and Northern Heroines to enjoy at will.
Let alone delicacies of mountain and sea, luxurious expenditures.
In the Wind and Cloud Pavilion, as long as you had enough Martial Force and could complete enough missions, all kinds of enjoyment were there to experience, beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
For this reason.
On the surface, some people might be Great Heroes, heirs of prominent families, or elders of gangs.
In secret, they might just be the top assassins of the Wind and Cloud Pavilion.
This time, they had considered the target extremely high, dispatching not only three golden faces in coordinated action but also setting up hidden traps, all in an extreme effort from every angle.
Qiuguan admitted that if he were facing such an assassination, he might not survive the first encounter.
Where was the slightest Vitality left?
However, the previous experience was like a nightmare.
If possible, he would rather never have accepted this mission.
From beginning to end, besides the young girl’s mind being triggered, leading to delivering a poisonous Golden Carp, everything else seemed to be under the control of the other party.
No matter how he escaped or lured, it was all to no avail.
The young man younger by eight or nine years than himself was like a lazy big cat.
And he was just a mouse.
From start to finish, only trying to survive under the opponent’s claws.
And without even meeting face to face, he lost an arm first.
Then he watched as the opponent effortlessly broke through the trap, avoiding the explosion.
Moreover, he witnessed as the person nonchalantly crushed both Jin Shiba and Jin Ershiqi like two ants.
At this point, Qiuguan no longer had any illusion.
He only hated his parents for not giving him more legs.
Not daring to escape to the vast mountains and rivers.
Just feeling the vast world had no place for him.
"Earlier, dealing with that little girl, I was a bit ruthless, not only exploding her spirit but also planting a primer, detonating her muscles and bones..."
A Qiuguan with countless lives under his hands, a Wind and Cloud Pavilion assassin claiming to have never regretted, now rarely had a touch of regret.
If I hadn’t been so reckless, could it have been an easier escape?
Even after entering the city again, with no one chasing behind,
he still felt a chill all over, without a trace of safety.
"Master Yun Qi, yes, only he can protect me."
In a panic, Qiuguan selectively forgot a general knowledge, that encountering danger should never lead to finding his group’s head superior, that absolutely hidden base.
He still had a bright future, with immense wealth awaiting.
He didn’t want to die.
...
Recently, the winds and clouds had changed in Xingqing Prefecture, with many prominent families reshuffling, and heads rolling every day.
As for the merchants in the city, in such a situation, they didn’t all leave in haste, evacuating Xingqing, not at all.
At least a group led by Longchang Trading Company and Shihai Trading Company lived well.
They were the first batch to donate half of their assets to assist Grand General Chen in recruiting troops and resisting the Hu People, thus gaining special commendation from the General’s Mansion, and their business not only didn’t decline but became even more flourishing.
Just at this moment.
The city was searching everywhere for the rebellious Martial Artists.
Outside the Yun Family gate of the Shihai Trading Company, there were more than twenty Xuanwu Guards guarding... And out there people came and went, with shouting and killing heard now and then.
Inside the residence, peace and tranquility prevailed, with not even a hair harmed.
"Jin Manshan, Silver Mountain, cannot compare to a Master’s wealth in Xingqing. Haha, a joke, it is such a joke. Who knows the hardships behind what should be my property?"
The slightly overweight Master Fan sat lazily on a grand master’s chair, holding a top-grade Queshe Tea, watching the rising steam, pondering something unknown.
Dozens of maids and servants stood quietly outside the hall, far away, not daring to make a sound.
Afraid to disturb their master’s thoughts.
Just then, a wind arose in the courtyard, and a shadow swept by like flowing light, without alarming the servants in the courtyard.
With a flash, it entered through the window, whispering: "Yun...Master Fan, quick, where is the secret chamber, let me hide first."
The originally leisurely and lazy Master Fan changed his face, swept a sleeve slightly.
The light and shadow around interlaced, with Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi roaring, securely locking doors and windows, sternly saying: "Zang Yanqiu, you dare show up here, flee far away if the mission fails, won’t you? You actually come to my house, what a fool!"
Master Fan clenched his palm gathering strength, almost killing this punk with one palm.
"Master Yun Qi, please save me once, if not for my sake, at least for my grandfather’s. This time we truly poked a hornet’s nest, the intel was seriously wrong, that Chen Ping, he is not late-stage Innate, he’s a Grandmaster, he’s a Grandmaster..."
Zang Yanqiu’s voice was almost tearful.
He understood more than anyone that by himself, the hope of escaping from a Grandmaster in the Physical Body Realm was basically nonexistent.
He even suspected the opponent purposely wasn’t killing immediately, surely secretly following to surround aid, pulling out a string of his accomplices.
If his accomplices showed up, he might live. Once all his side’s power was exhausted, then it was his end.
The opponent was employing an open strategy.
Unbreakable.
I let you run, run as you please.
If you find a master to save you, you live.
If not, you die.
In this case, what choice is there, isn’t it clear?
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