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He cried out in fright, and the alcohol in his body evaporated in an instant.

After living for so long, he had never believed in ghosts and things like that. He never expected that he would run into one this time.

Hu Xiao'er took out the Yin-Yang Bird and placed it on the windowsill, watching the situation of the female ghost from time to time.

After that, he revealed himself and jumped up onto the roof, ready to leave.

In the end, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

So fast!

Hu Xiao'er had never seen anyone with such speed before, except for himself.

However, the system did not give him an evil alert, so he was certain that the other party was a human.

How could a person's speed be so fast? He must be an expert.

Moreover, it was very suspicious for him to appear here at this time, so he had to go meet this person.

He ran towards the man.

Three darts flashed with a silver light as it flew towards Hu Xiao'er, causing him to jump out of the way.

The two chased after him like cats and mice.

Hu Xiao'er followed closely behind, and steadily landed behind him.

"Who are you?"

The katana immediately blocked, the sparks produced by the friction between the cold weapons constantly flashing.

Following the fight, Hu Xiao'er saw the man's face clearly.

A completely blue coat covered him, and he wore a pure white mask on his face.

The word "dark" was printed on the back of the coat.

His skills were unusually good, and although Hu Xiao'er did not use all of his strength, he was basically unable to gain an advantage after a few rounds.

Hu Xiao'er decided to hold the other party hostage and teleported to the front of Mask Man. The man was obviously a little surprised, and took a few steps back.

Hu Xiao'er immediately raised his hand and placed the blade on the man's neck.

"Do you want me to take off your mask, or do you want me to take it off yourself?"

Mask Man did not speak, and only pointed to his chest.

Hu Xiao'er lowered his head slightly, only to see countless of infrared spots hitting his chest.

This was a sight on a gun.

Suddenly, a bold guess emerged in Hu Xiao'er's mind.

This could very well be a trap. This Mask Man came to find him in the first place.

He was the fish that was destined to take the bait.

"Defend your weapon!" A voice came out from the darkness. A dozen Mask Man who were dressed exactly the same as the one in front of them walked out.

Each of them had a silenced rifle in his hand, and the infrared device on the rifle was locked on him without exception.

It looked like an organization. How could they find out?

He had intentionally left behind a pair of eyes, while the rest of his body was covered in black.

Logically speaking, no one should be able to recognize his identity.

Hu Xiao'er did not understand, but he had no time to think about it now.

"Is this a trap?" Hu Xiao'er asked suspiciously.

"Smart!" A shadow stepped out of the darkness.

Unlike the others, this person wore a black mask.

He should be the leader of these people.

"You think you can threaten me like this?" Not only did Hu Xiao'er not let go, the katana on the man's neck was getting closer and closer.

The shadow slowly walked over with his hands behind his back.

"I can see that you are different from the other Daoists, but the difference isn't too big. If you don't want to die a horrible death, I advise you to obediently put down the blade in your hand. "

An old Daoist priest? He knew he was a Taoist.

Suddenly, a glint flashed across Hu Xiao'er's eyes.

Could it be, the Faceless female ghost was the real bait!

"What kind of organization are you?" Hu Xiao'er asked.

The Mask Man replied, "An organization specializing in charging money to kill Taoists."

The other party was not concealing the nature of his organisation at all.

"A designated target or a random target?"

Faced with Hu Xiao'er's inquiry once again, the person did not reply.

"I don't like talking too much with people who are about to die. I'll count to three. Just put down your blade." The person raised his hand, "One, two …"

Hu Xiao'er knew that as long as he wanted to escape, he could definitely do so.

But facing dozens of rifles, he still had to be careful.

When Mask Man was about to count to three, a bold voice dropped in front of Hu Xiao'er.

"This Penniless Priest came as well!"

Hu Xiao'er looked at the black clothed man who suddenly appeared in front of him and laughed, "Timely Rain!"

"How can a master forget the safety of his disciple!" The man in black said with his hands on his hips.

Seeing that there was reinforcements, the person hesitated. In the end, he did not say the word "three".

"Another one here to die?"

The man in black sneered, "If you don't try, how are you going to know who's going to die?"

He then looked at Hu Xiao'er, "Disciple, Master will teach you one move this time, look carefully!"

With that, he began to form a seal with his hands, like a ninja within the fire shadows.

He then took out a Yellow Talisman and held it in his hands, and suddenly clapped his hands together, and over a dozen of identical black clothed men appeared in front of the black clothed man.

This was practically a shadow clone.

The man in black was shocked as he charged towards the group of Mask Man s.

Gunshots rang out in an instant, but those men in black seemed to understand the trajectory of the rifle and quickly dodged the bullets.

A few seconds later, all the Mask Man s fell to the ground.

The black clothed man then returned to his original form, a long sword sliding out from his sleeve and pressing against the leader's body.

"Now you know who's going to die?"

Hu Xiao'er was ecstatic in his heart. Damn, my master is actually that awesome.

Eh, by the way, how did he know he was here?

Despite being fully armed, he actually knew that I was in danger.

However, Mask Man who was being held hostage by Hu Xiao'er spoke out at this time, "It's useless, everything is futile."

It was a girl's voice.

"What did you say?" Hu Xiao'er was suspicious.

"Just watch." The Mask Man said.

Hu Xiao'er's master reached out to take off that person's black mask.

As soon as he took off the mask, he saw that there was nothing under the clothes.

A trace of gas flew out from his clothes, and soon all that was left was a pile of clothes.

The body was gone.