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Ye Zheng nimbly hid behind the tree, only to see a few trident members holding onto automatic weapons dashing over, their movements were extremely proficient, their coordination was almost perfect, one look was enough to tell that they had undergone a strict training.

However, Ye Zheng's speed was simply too fast, all of the enemy's concentrated bullets missed.

Knowing Ye Zheng's "undercover seven-pointed star"

The plan only involved three people: the Commander Tang of the N Army Sector, the Trident Leader Murong Xin, and Murong Xin's son, Murong Longbiao.

To the core and middle ranked officers, "Kill Ye Zheng"

It was just one of many orders, and it had to be strictly carried out.

Puff puff puff!

A few bullets with a diameter of 5.56 mm drilled into the tree trunk in front of Ye Zheng.

Ye Zheng knew that although these types of bullets had a strong penetrative power, they still couldn't penetrate the trunk of the tree.

However, not far away, he saw a strong looking "Trident".

The soldier produced a shoulder-fired missile.

"This is too much!"

Ye Zheng cursed as he jumped out of the tree and started rolling on the ground.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the sturdy tree was blasted into pieces, and debris flew everywhere.

"Kill Ye Zheng! Kill this shameless traitor! "

Five trident soldiers fanned out.

But just then, Ye Zheng disappeared.

Just when they were looking at each other in dismay, Ye Zheng's figure suddenly descended from the sky like a ghost, his punches and kicks everywhere, the pursuers were beaten into a mess, and they all fainted on the ground.

Although Ye Zheng's attacks were fast and violent, he did not use his full strength when attacking.

Murong Xin had told him before that in order to act more realistic, he could kill him.

However, Ye Zheng did not listen to his suggestion.

Half an hour later, in a remote hotel, Ye Zheng lied on his bed and opened a bottle of beer.

This kind of beer from the East Ocean, was extremely bad, but Ye Zheng was too thirsty, and drank most of the beer in one go.

trigeminal tissue "Capture Ye Zheng!"

As expected, the order had already been detected by the seven-pointed star's intelligence agency. For Ye Zheng, this was an "undercover seven-pointed star".

The plan was a good news.

"Sir, clean the room. "Thank you."

A soft female voice came from outside the door.

"No need."

Ye Zheng's body did not move.

The footsteps outside the door gradually faded away.

Suddenly, Ye Zheng felt that there was an extra person in his room.

Then, a cold and sharp dagger was placed on his neck.

"Ye Zheng?"

The owner of the dagger was a young woman. She wore an ordinary floral dress and her eyes were ice-cold.

The voice she spoke in was the voice outside the door asking to "clean up the room".

The waitress.

This woman's face could not be considered ugly, but in Ye Zheng's eyes, it was a little awkward.

Ye Zheng looked at her with rapt attention, looking for the "awkward feeling"

of the data.

"Trident?"

Ye Zheng did not move, and asked indifferently.

"Mr. Ye, your head is worth two million and four hundred thousand dollars."

The young woman's face broke into a grin.

Ye Zheng finally understood why he felt that this woman was a little awkward: Her chin was too firm, and didn't seem to fit the upper half of her face.

"Haha, I want to know how valuable my brain is. I cut it off long ago to exchange for money and went to a big city to buy a villa."

Ye Zheng laughed at himself.

"Very oily and extremely boring."

The young woman said coldly.

"If that's the case, why didn't you make a move?"

Ye Zheng asked.

"The living are worth three million."

The young woman giggled. "I've never cared about money."

"What is it? Do you want to save money for cosmetic surgery? "

Ye Zheng taunted in a spicy tone: "Do you want to curve the airport, or do you want to cut your wide chin?"

The young woman was furious and she fiercely pulled on the blade with her hand, causing the blade to cut across Ye Zheng's neck.

She didn't use all her strength in this cut. She only wanted to make this hateful man bleed a little to show her that he was on guard.

However, she did not hear the sound of a blade slicing her skin, nor did she see the splatter of blood. Ye Zheng had actually disappeared into thin air!

The young woman was shocked: Is Ye Zheng a human or a ghost?

Ye Zheng appeared on her right, and said indifferently: "Enough is enough."

A cold light flashed, the short blade slashed slanted towards Ye Zheng's chest from bottom to top, with great force and speed, as though it was going to cut his stomach open.

The young lady seemed to be determined to put Ye Zheng, the dangerous prey, to death. As for the amount of the bounty, it was not worth it.

Ye Zheng's hand suddenly probed into the shining blade light. His movements had abandoned all fancy tricks, and there was only one "quick".

Words.

The young lady's blade was actually grabbed by Ye Zheng's fingers, and could no longer be pulled out, as if it was embedded inside a rock.

Ye Zheng did not have the intention to kill, but in the eyes of this young lady, his actions were nothing more than a cat catching a mouse.

The woman suddenly let go of the short blade. Her body bent down and both her hands shook agilely, and two exquisite short blades appeared in her hands. Two rays of cold light swept out at almost the same time, hooking onto Ye Zheng's legs.

Something unbelievable happened: Ye Zheng's body flickered, he was so fast that no one was able to catch his movements, he was already standing behind the young lady.

He had to admit that the assassin's technique and speed was close to perfect. If it was the Ye Zheng of two years ago, even if he won, he would still have to experience a bitter battle.

However, the current Ye Zheng was no longer the same as before, his fighting strength had reached an unprecedented realm, and against such an opponent, it was easy, easy, and effortless.

Ye Zheng hoped that her opponent would retreat after knowing the difficulties he faced, but this young lady did not understand his good intentions. He suddenly leaped up, spun half a circle, his skirt fluttered in the air as his heels fiercely kicked at Ye Zheng's temples.

She was wearing a pair of flat leather shoes with iron soles and toes. Once she kicked a vital point, it would have a fatal effect.

Ye Zheng extended a finger and knocked her ankle with his knuckles. The other party fell to the ground in a sorry state and staggered two steps, almost falling down.

Ye Zheng made another clever hook kick that landed squarely on the female assassin's leg. She lost his balance and fell hard on the ground with his back.

"Do your best."

Ye Zheng warned.

"As expected of Ye Zheng, his martial arts are so exquisite."

The young woman was lying on the ground in a seductive pose as she stretched out her hand to untie the front of her dress.

"Enough. "Get dressed."

Ye Zheng coldly snorted.

Although this female assassin had a bit of charm and beauty, when compared to Gao Xiaowen's beauty, and Xiao Chuhuan's weirdness, there was a huge gap. She was not able to pique Ye Zheng's interest in her at all, only a bit of disgust.

Suddenly, a cold light flew out from the female assassin's mouth and pierced Ye Zheng's throat.

Her original intention was to distract Ye Zheng's attention and then give him a fatal blow.

With such a short distance, even an expert would find it difficult to avoid a concealed weapon, but Ye Zheng's reaction speed was fast, his head tilted to the side, and he easily dodged the attack. A poisonous needle that flickered with blue light pierced into the pink wall behind him.

At the same time, a cold light flashed into the house from outside the window. It went into the female assassin's chest as fast as lightning. She groaned as she fell on her back with a thud.