Vol 6 Chapter 785: Kill the assassin

Lu Yang touched his nose awkwardly, not knowing how to explain to the enthusiastic aunt, he was speechless for a while.

He looked at Han Bing, Han Bing lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes cast a fan-shaped shadow on his eye sockets, and he kept silently lowering his head to eat wontons.

Lu Yang had no choice but to look away, but suddenly saw an acquaintance, Liang Ma!

Ma Liang was holding a basket sneakily and looking around from time to time, seeing no one was paying attention, she hurried away.

Lu Yang's heart turned sharply, guessing that Liang's mother should be going to meet someone who can't be exposed. He suddenly stood up and was about to follow.

Suddenly, two people appeared in front of him, Xue Bin, the second son of the Xue family, and the girl Shi Xiuyun who met yesterday, and they walked out of the city together.

After Lu Yang had a meal, Shi Xiuyun and Xue Bin were both heavily involved in the "Resurrection" case, and Shi Xiuyun had an enemy with Xue Bin, and he might do something stupid.

No matter what, since he has intervened in this matter, he should follow it and see, but Liang Ma can't help but follow.

Lu Yang patted his forehead, a little distressed.

"I'm finished." Han Bing put a silver coin on the table, got up and raised his leg to leave.

"Wait!" Lu Yang's eyes lit up and he found the person following Liang's mother.

He quickly grabbed Han Bing's wrist and smiled at her and said, "Next, I beg you to do me a second favor."

Han Bing shook his hand away, frowned slightly and asked, "What's busy?"

Lu Yang worried that Han Bing would be partial to let Han Bing follow Xue Bin and Shi Xiuyun, so he asked Han Bing to follow Liang's mother.

Han Bing followed behind Liang's mother who was hurriedly carrying the food basket.

Han Bing's father had been stubborn when she was three years old. She couldn't remember his father's voice and smile, but knew that his father was kind to her.

She didn't want to get involved in Lu Yang's bad heart, but she could think of Zuo Qinghou, she was moved, and she was willing to help this poor father.

Han Bing's light work is very good. It is precisely the "nameless" body technique used to track people silently. Even the top masters in the world will not notice her at all.

But Han Bing did not expect that the oriole would be behind when the praying mantis hunted the cicada.

She was following Liang Ma, and a group of people in black would follow the pollen on her sleeves and block her in the alley.

Naturally, needless to say, Liang's mother was also lost.

Han Bing was very annoyed, but the more annoyed she was, the calmer she would be. On the contrary, it seemed that the more relaxed and happier she was, this was a characteristic of her Han family.

This group of people in black didn't know.

They looked at Han Bing soft and weak, as if the wind blows down, and the sun melts into drops of tenderness. How can they not hook the person in front of him with the martial arts master who caused the assassin leader's black robe to suffer.

So they forgot everything that a qualified assassin should have. They underestimated the enemy, they were slack, and they felt that any of them could easily kill Han Bing.

The leader among them came out, with compassion for the weak in his eyes, the will to control the power of life and death, and the arrogant attitude of solitaire.

auzw.com He said coldly to Han Bing: "You, how do you want to die?"

Han Bing's hand was clenched, and a crack appeared on her cold face, and she was obviously angry.

Han Bing doesn't like killing, and no normal person likes to kill, but that doesn't mean she can't kill, especially when she can't bear it.

She slowly pulled out a sharp Miao knife from her wide sleeves. Normally, when she drew the knife, it meant that she was going to kill.

The reason for her anger is simple, as simple as you think she shouldn't be angry.

She always seems to be angry about things that others don't care about, but she is calm and unconcerned about things that others care about.

Because she is a true nobleman.

Han Bing abandoned the sword and followed the sword for only three short years, but her sword technique is much better than that of swordsmanship, and she has become a first-class master in the martial arts.

You can hardly imagine that a weak and weak girl can handle such a domineering and ruthless weapon, and has reached the state of "lifting light and heavy" at a young age.

If she cultivates wholeheartedly, perhaps in another ten years, she will break through to the realm of "the unity of man and knife".

Unfortunately, she has so many things to do, she is destined to not be able to concentrate on practicing the knife.

And now, her knife exploded a sharp flower in the sun, and a red blood flower bloomed on the chest of the leader among the assassins.

The black assassin couldn't stand his eyes. He didn't understand until he died, he had clearly figured out the path of the sword when he fought, why was he still a dead soul under the sword?

Han Bing wouldn't tell him that the most peculiar thing about her swordsmanship was not how fast and cruel it was, but that there were clearly trails and tricks to follow, but she couldn't escape or escape.

The atmosphere in the alley finally became serious and stagnant, and the black-clothed assassins finally understood why the leader ordered them to kill Han Bingli when they saw Han Bingli.

But, it was too late, and the strongest of them had turned into a cold corpse lying on the ground. They should have known that to underestimate the enemy is to deal with Lord Yan.

All the people in black knew that Han Bing was very strong, but they still surrounded Han Bing from all around.

They don't have the right to retreat. Instead of being tortured by the terrible punishment after the mission fails, it is better to die easily.

Han Bing had a knife and swept across the army, piercing a line of blood on each assassin's neck, and a cloud of blood exploded in the air.

"Ping Pong Pong" The weapons in their hands fell to the ground one after another, all of them turned into corpses.

Han Bing glanced indifferently over the corpse in front of her. She stood with her hand holding her hand, pointing her knife to the ground, her waist as straight as a gun.

The look on her face is elusive, sad and ironic.

She regretted a bit at this time, why didn't she stay alive, forcing them to ask who was behind them.

"Hey, old bug! Hahahaha, I didn't expect that you can be caught by me if you hide here!" A bold and rough voice came from the other side of the alley, sounding behind Han Bing.

Han Bing didn't turn her head, she was cold, holding the knife in her right hand, the tip of the knife hit the ground, and the blood battered into the soil along the blade.

Han Bing's expression was like a devil coming out of hell. ..

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