Chapter 211

the rain comes down in a deluge.

But the inner city guard still insists on their duty of patrolling all districts.

On the seventh street of District 2, a small team of the second guard team responsible for the inspection of District 2 today talked about the blood fight on the street of District 3 not long ago when they set foot on this empty street.

"It's said that it's a student who participates in the point spirit conference. Just walk in the street and kill him all the way!" The one in the middle, as if he had seen it with his own eyes, was drawing and pointing forward in the long street. Then his man suddenly stopped, was stunned and stared straight ahead.

"And then?" Someone asked.

"There's something ahead..." He said in a tone of disbelief.

Everyone turned their eyes and was surprised.

This is the neighborhood they often visit, and they are familiar with almost every inch here. But now, at the corner of the block, where they are facing at this time, a lot of vines grow here at some time. At this time, he was drenched by the rainstorm and hung on the wall, but in them, a human figure could be seen, standing with his arms open and his back motionless.

"Who!" The strange scene made the team on alert immediately. The people took out their weapons and shouted, moving forward carefully.

No one answered.

The man with his back against the wall still didn't move. After the wind and rain, the vines on him swayed.

A little closer, everyone finally saw that a dagger was deeply buried in the man's chest. The blood had been washed away by the rain, and there was not even a penny left on the ground.

A team member stepped forward, explored his nose and pulse, turned around and shook his head regretfully to the people. He poked away the vine and saw Songquan's dress.

"It's from the hospital supervisory committee." He cried.

"From the hospital supervisory committee?" The team leader came forward and looked at the suspicious white face.

"The fourth commander of the hospital supervision committee, Songquan..." he recognized the man.

Everyone took a breath.

There are not many places for their escort team to deal with the hospital Supervision Committee. The functions and powers of the two sides are different, and the system is also different. The escort team is under the command of the city masters of each jurisdiction; The court supervisory committees of each jurisdiction are directly responsible to their higher imperial court Supervisory Association, and do not accept the charge of the city master's office.

However, they all know the level and strength of the commander of the hospital Supervision Committee. But now, the fourth commander of the hospital Supervision Commission, who is not low in status and has good strength, was hung on the wall?

"Notify the NRC." The team leader commanded. He did not do too much disposal. It is most appropriate for the hospital supervisory committee to deal with the affairs of the hospital supervisory committee itself. He was just curious that the Academy supervisory committee was a special organization for the college. Generally speaking, it would not provoke people outside the college system, and the college would be scared to death of any inspector of the Academy supervisory committee. Who was this, who killed the command of the Academy supervisory committee and hung it on the roadside?

Is this a demonstration? The team leader stretched out his fingers and fiddled with the vines. He thought a little too much when he was not careful.

"Anything else?" The captain asked the other members of the search.

"Not yet." Everyone replied so. The heavy rain washed away the traces of Maureen's departure.

"Leave two people here and the others continue to patrol with me." The captain ordered. Somehow, he suddenly remembered the bloody fight in the streets of the third district just mentioned by the team members. In the inner city, such an event had not happened for a long time. He couldn't help worrying that more things would happen in the second district today.

Xifan ran to an intersection. He has never been able to get rid of the commander of the hospital supervision committee who chased him behind him, and the distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer. After all, Xifan's spirit of power realm is only triple heaven, the speed is not too fast, and he has no rich escape experience like Maureen. But Xifan knew that these were not the main reasons.

The main reason is that he doesn't want to escape at all.

Some die, others live. The living avenge the dead?

He doesn't want this result. He wants everyone to live.

He wants to protect everyone, but he also knows that his ability is limited. Teacher chumin knows this, so even if she has to work hard, she doesn't say any comforting words. She just hopes that her hard work will win more opportunities for everyone.

Xifan is not afraid to work hard. But unlike Chu min, he has at least the same level as the other strong. He is only a single soul. Anyone who chases them should be above him. Work hard, but also talk about methods. You can't send yourself directly to each other's crowd.

But now, here comes the opportunity.

Scattered escape makes the enemy scattered. One on one, if you have to work hard, this is the ultimate opportunity you can win.

Hide at this intersection and ambush.

Xifan has made up his mind. When he comes to the intersection, he has to turn left. Suddenly, his eyes brighten!

The knife light came from the left side of the intersection, and the splashing rain had hit Xifan's face in an instant. The intersection he wanted to ambush had already hidden the enemy ambushing him.

Xifan hurriedly slides to the right, and the knife light falls. Fortunately, he was in the middle of the street and had a distance from the enemy hiding behind the turnstile wall. This knife did not split him in half, but cut off a corner of him.

"That's it." The other said.

Senhai, the sixth commander of the hospital supervisory committee, was holding a second-class magic weapon to cut the iron. As he said, the attack did not stop. Because they saw the power of this Xifan.

Broken marks!

The legendary power and the isolation of memory make people who are higher than Xifan very afraid of him. So for him, Zong Zhenghao directly assigned two commanders and two double broken practitioners to deal with him.

One person is in hot pursuit, but the other has wound to the front of Xifan at a faster speed.

Senhai doesn't need the nickname of the sixth knife to kill. He has no face to use it again. When dealing with Lu Ping, he made a full 28 knives until he overdrawn, but he couldn't succeed. He watched Lu Ping go away.

Humiliation, absolute humiliation.

So this time, Senhai won't count six or seven knives. His trivial myth has been broken. Only by killing his opponent can he appear not so useless. And for Xifan, he makes me afraid. He must attack, so that Xifan has no energy to show the broken mark.

The power of the spirit of essence moves with the thought at any time, and it is the fastest to start, but it needs absolute concentration. Senhai frantically performed his evasive voice cut, and he had made six knives in an instant, which was the critical point that he would feel very ashamed if he couldn't beat his opponent in the past. But he has completely forgotten this. All he wants is to let Xifan fall without any room to fight back.

Seventh knife!

The rain was lifted by the wind and flew out obliquely. The seventh knife finally hit the target, but the road was flat!

Senhai was shocked. He knew the power of his blow. The other party was completely unmoved. There was only one possibility. He had been hit by the broken mark. What he hit by his knife was only his memory.

"Where is it!" The forest sea roared, and a series of water splashes from the rain in the air hit from a distance, breaking the air. Sen Hai twisted his body and cut out again with the sound of the flying knife.

"Yes!" Senhai roared, and the bigger spray spread in the air with the fall of his knife, but Xifan had been moving long ago and flashed aside to avoid the knife. He knew the profound meaning of Senhai Dun's voice chopping, which was to chase the sound to produce a knife, and this knife, he was chasing the flying knife shot, not his Xifan.

Who would have thought that when he pushed aside, the flying knife in the air suddenly turned. Xi fan couldn't avoid it any more. The flying knife hit and ran away. He chased the direction of the flying knife and came straight after it.

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