Chapter 1093

Name:The Genius Author:Win-win
Fengyun Hotel, a luxurious suite on the fifth floor, a bedroom for practicing martial arts, full of nearly 100 white candles.

The burning of candles makes the room bright and full of heat and candlelight.

In the middle of the candle stood the blood shadow of his bare arm. He held a knife in his hand. The blade was sharp and the blade was red, as if stained with blood.

Xueying's hand holding the knife is as steady as Mount Tai, as if nothing can be shaken. With his long hair tied up, he no longer has the arrogance and arrogance of the teahouse.

There was only silence and concentration on his face. He looked around at nearly a hundred candles, and his eyes reflected the shadow of the candlelight, which seemed to be engraved in all of them.

Thirty seconds later, Xueying stretched out his hand and pulled down the blindfold on his head to cover his cold eyes. He could no longer see anything in the room.

He made a turn and a half, then stood still, bent slightly, ready to go.

"Hoo

Just as the night wind was blowing through the window, the blood shadow suddenly called, moved out, and waved the blood knife forward.

As soon as the light of the knife flashed, a row of candles in front of the room were cut off. The wick of the candle was cut off. The eleven point candle went out under the knife, and the room was darkened.

After a successful move, the blood shadow didn't stop here, but the side step slipped again, the blood knife was waved repeatedly, and the shadow of the two cross swords flashed away in the candlelight.

"Pa Pa Pa!"

Twelve irregularly placed candles were cut out in the light of the knife, and the burning wicks fell to the ground with the wind, and the room was dark for two minutes.

As soon as the blood shadow's step turns, one side of his body spins like a top, and then the blood knife is waved, and the three rows of Pinyin shaped candles are extinguished

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

Nearly half of the candles were extinguished in one breath, but the blood shadow was not complacent at all. With a shake of the wrist, another string of knife flowers knocked out the candles in several corners.

Although he was blindfolded, he seemed to be able to see everything. His figure moved back and forth in the room, and the blood knife kept blooming. It was very beautiful in the dark.

"Rush

As soon as Xueying kicked the wall and floated to the ground, the blood knife waved and swept to the side. The last candle was cut, but the light didn't go out.

A piece of wick and a touch of wax oil are cut at the same time, but they don't roll from the tip of the knife to go out. Instead, they stop at the sharp tip of the knife to make the blade more bloody red.

The candle flashed twice, stretched a flame, and then burned tenaciously. It was very beautiful

"Rush

Xueying reached out and took off the black eye mask. Looking around, he was very pleased. All 98 candles were cut out by him, and each incision was smooth.

Then it fell on the burning wick at the tip of the knife, with an indescribable pride in his eyes.

"Pa!"

Blood shadow still holding a blood knife, went to the door and turned on the headlight. Just when the light was on, the candle burned out the last drop of wax oil and went out.

The blood shadow wrist shakes, that black ash falls to the ground.

"Congratulations to the king of heaven, you can make another 10% of your skill."

When Xueying put the knife into the sheath and walked out of the door, several people sitting in the hall saw a scene from the monitor, they all went up to greet him and called out.

"Thank you all. You are also responsible for my achievements. You have solved many troubles for me so that I can concentrate on my practice."

Blood shadow nodded to them: "you are the people I believe and value most. I will pass on all my skills to you and make you strong."

In the afternoon, he was beaten by Ye Tianlong. Xueying was very upset and was ready to cultivate a cadre of Diezhong.

"Thank you, heavenly king," said several of his subordinates

Xueying pulled a coat, put it on, drank the hot milk, then looked at the door and asked a bald man:

"hasn't group leader Wang come back yet? Isn't she already judged at dusk that the boy was admitted into the ward in a coma? "

He was very unhappy: "to kill a nobody for six or seven hours is a waste of my respect for her."

The bareheaded man was Zhao Wuji, who was introduced to Xueying at the beginning. His name was Zhao Zixiang. A year and a half later, he became the most valued person in Xueying.

Zhao Zixiang has a flexible mind. He is familiar with the affairs of the gang. He can observe his words and put himself in a correct position. He has dealt with many problems for Xueying and won her trust.

Hearing Xueying's question, Zhao Zixiang respectfully replied: "two hours ago, she called and said that there were many people visiting the target."

"She can't find the time to start at the moment."

"I thought she was trying to turn off her cell phone, but now she's trying to call me."

Blood shadow sneered: "there are a lot of visits, it seems that the boy has a little history, also, without any details, how dare he challenge me in public?"

"It's a pity that he offended me who shouldn't have offended me. It's doomed that he will become a corpse tonight."

He walked slowly to the window and opened a curtain to check: "if I'm not afraid of a long night and many dreams, I don't want to do it myself and let the sixth master perform."

After coming to Jiangcheng for so many days, I saw only a few backbones of Ouyang Jinyue, but the sixth master didn't see them at all, which made Xueying very angry at the arrogance of the sixth master.If it's not for Ouyang Jinyue who sends the news that LiuYe has a full moon, Xueying really wants to take someone into LiuYe's garden and let him straighten out his attitude.

As one of the eight heavenly kings of the thirteen leagues, an old man in Jiangcheng dares to neglect himself in this way. It's really unwise for Xueying.

"Heavenly king, just ask the sixth master for help."

Zhao Zixiang replied with a smile: "it's said that the sixth master is in a mess. Two generals and more than 100 men have been killed."

"He's also involved in smuggling, drug trafficking and robbing cash vans. Let him help us. Either the lion will give us a big mouth, or he will send waste to deceive us."

He went to the kitchen and brought some food to Xueying for supper: "it's not as efficient as we do it ourselves."

"I also have this consideration, so I don't have to trouble him."

After drinking the milk in the cup, Xueying snorted coldly: "but on the night of full moon, if he doesn't recognize the honor and refuses to surrender, I will kill him."

Zhao Zixiang quietly took over the topic: "although he is old, but not confused, should not refuse our request."

"Now the North has 13 leagues in the world, and the most powerful one in the south is Dai hulang. Other gangs are insignificant."

"As long as the sixth master is obedient to us, we will help him unify the southern underworld and become the leader of the southern underworld."

His eyes narrowed slightly: "in return, he only needs to pay 200 million yuan to the 13 League every year to show his status as a minister."

Blood shadow faint voice: "I don't understand, why Zhao alliance leader choose him as agent, we directly transfer elite sweep the south is not better?"

"Heavenly king, this is the old way of the alliance leader."

Zhao Zixiang is obviously the confidant of Xueying. He analyzes Zhao Wuji's intention in a low voice: "it has been many years since the South had no leader."

"The reason for this situation is that the southern gangs are not eager to forge ahead. It must be that the water inside is too deep and it's hard to mix up to form a multi Gang coexistence."

There was a light in his eyes: "the death of the thin nun and the fat Toutuo also proves that the southern underworld is too weird, so it's not cost-effective to fight for the thirteen leagues."

Xueying thought of the two people who had been trained by herself but had died, and there was a trace of pain or ridicule in her eyes.