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As if he was trying to verify Xiaoqing's words, blood slowly flowed out from the corner of Hei Sha's mouth.

Pain! It was very painful! It was extremely painful!

The Black Fiend was an orphan, or so he thought.

With a stagger, Black Demon's body collapsed to the ground. He struggled to get up, knelt down on the ground, picked up the knife, and stabbed it into the hard ground, supporting his tottering body with the support of the crumbling pillar.

At this moment, a minute had just passed. Lehman only felt his vision blur, and by the time he could react, he had already regained control of his body.

"Thunder" Mu Wanjun, who was at the side, worriedly shouted.

Lei Ming shook his head, indicating that he did not need to worry. However, he did not continue attacking the Black Fiend. Instead, he silently lit a cigarette, walked up to the Black Fiend, and asked, "Do you want to smoke?"

"Pull!" The Black Fiend said coldly.

Lei Ming stuffed the cigarette in his mouth into the Black Demon's mouth. Then, he took out another cigarette, lit one for himself and took a deep drag.

"My name is Lehman." Lei Ming crouched down and stared at the Black Fiend.

"I know." Hei Sha sucked in a deep breath and looked at the knife, "It's called Soul Stealing. It has been by my side since the first time I killed it. It's been seven years now."

"Well, do you still have a wish?" Lehman immediately sat down. If it weren't for the blood-red shirt on Lehman's chest, he would have thought that the two of them were good friends that were drinking and chatting along the roadside.

"If I give it to you, will you treat it well?" The Black Fiend looked gently at Soul Stealing.

"Alright!" Lehman took a deep breath on his cigarette.

After a pause, Lehman continued, "May I ask who it is that wants to kill me?"

"Rachel …" Xue Sha said these two words and no longer made a sound.

whoosh * Lei Ming let out a breath and threw away the cigarette in his hand. He took away the soul from the hands of the Black Fiend. Only then did he stand up, looked at the Black Fiend, and softly muttered, "Let's go!"

"Thunder!" Seeing that, Mu Wanjun walked over and shouted softly.

"Director Mu, let's go." Lehman let out a bitter laugh, and with Mu Wanjun's support, she walked towards the Seven Incense Carriage.

"What?" The Black Demon is dead!? "

When Gui Ying heard his subordinate's reply, he angrily slammed the table and stood up. He angrily looked at the subordinate reporting the news, took two steps forward, and grabbed his collar as he wildly shouted: "Are you sure this news is true?"

"Yes, yes." The assassin was so scared that his entire body started to tremble. He knew that the leader was a cruel and ruthless person. Even if he was slightly unruly, he would still hit his subordinates or scold them.

"A Rachel Group of the Mahogany Wall actually dares to plot against me like this!" Gui Ying pushed the reported killer away and scolded him angrily.

How could he not be angry? The Black Fiend was a subordinate that he focused on training, and his achievements in the future would definitely not be inferior to his. At the beginning, he thought that this was a simple mission, and coincidentally, the Black Fiend was also in the sea of clouds.

"Leader, how about we report Lehman now?" The assassin asked nervously.

"What else can I do? I don't believe it, I can't even kill an ordinary person like you!" Gui Ying's eyes turned cold as he sinisterly said.

At that moment, a middle-aged man walked in. He wore gold-rimmed glasses and wore a suit that looked like a white collar.

"Leader, no matter what, even though we are in need of money right now, I don't think we need to be so concerned about that nobody." Middle-aged man indifferently said as he pushed the frame.

"Then what do you think we should do?" Gui Ying waved his hand, signaling the assassin who reported earlier to withdraw. Then, he frowned and asked.

"I think we should not act rashly right now. You have to understand that the country's security is also investigating us. If our whereabouts are exposed, the entire organization might be destroyed." The middle-aged man pointed out the key issue.

"Then how do you explain it to Rachel?" Spiritshadow's frown deepened.

"Need an explanation? Leader, we are assassins, if someone from the outside spread the news that the Rachel Group is working with us, do you think we would be the ones panicking? " The middle-aged man smiled.

Pausing for a moment, the middle-aged man continued with a smile: "Besides, I'm afraid that Rachel Group values the Life # 1 more. As long as we finish the Life # 1, I believe Rachel Group will not say anything about us."

"That's right, we can't mess around." Spiritshadow shook his head, trying to keep himself awake. He sat back down on the chair, lit up a cigarette, and took a deep breath.

Moments later, Gui Ying ordered the middle-aged man: "Tell the people below to stop their plans for the Xiang Guo Group for now."

"Yes, leader." The middle-aged man responded respectfully and left.

Spiritshadow was sitting on a chair and his expression kept changing between dark and bright. The smoke coming out of his cigarette made him choke, but he ignored it and just sat on the chair in a daze.

"Lehman, I'll let you live for a while longer!" Moments later, Spiritshadow threw away the burnt cigarette in his hand, clenched his fist, and viciously said.

Lehman did not go to the hospital, although Mu Wanjun had advised him to, Lehman did not go. It was not because it did not hurt, but because there was no money, and since Lehman only had a few hundred dollars, how could he dare to go to a place like a hospital where money burned?

Resisting the pain that came from all over his body, Lehman first brought Mu Wanjun back to the workshop.

After that, he spent 30 gold coins to change out of his tattered clothes that he had been wearing and took out a set of clothes from a stall on the ground.

The process of changing his clothes almost made Lehman cry from the pain. There was no more blood. Only, his blood-stained clothes had dried up long ago. They stuck tightly to his wounds, causing Lehman great pain.

Lehman did not go to the Xiang Guo Group, but went back to the inn he rented.

"S" he took off his red clothes, and once again, he took a deep breath of cold air from the pain. He walked in front of the mirror and looked at the wound on his chest.

"Lehman, why aren't you healing yourself?" Xiaoqing asked doubtfully.

"I want to as well, but I don't have any money!" Lei Ming wiped his wounds with a cold towel and said snappily.

"Money?" How easy it is, I have it! " Little Qing said generously.

"You do? "What a joke, why don't you take it out?" Lehman pursed his lips. He didn't believe Little Qing at all.

"Hmph, you're still looking down on me." Little Qing coldly snorted.

At the same time, a system notification chimed in. Lei Ming immediately opened it: 'New White's Legend' quest Xiao Qing wants to amazingly transfer 1 tael of gold to its users, it requires 200,000 points and not enough points. s can be used to exchange for points and every bit of snake spirit can be exchanged for 10,000 points.

Seeing this, Lei Ming's face lit up. That's right! In the White Wife's era, gold was still used. That was really gold and silver!

However, when Lei Ming saw the price of 200,000 points, his mouth twitched. What the hell, one tael of gold would cost 200,000, then wouldn't 10 taels of gold be 1 million points?

Furthermore, based on the current price of gold, a tael of gold would only be a few hundred yuan worth of money …

After recalculating a bit in his mind, Remington felt that it wasn't worth it and quickly replied to the system.

"Hey, why don't you want it?" Xiaoqing asked doubtfully.

"Are you stupid? I can just go get some medicine from your sister. " Lehman rolled his eyes at Little Qing, then suddenly thought of a plan.

"What a pity. I still want to go to your infirmary to take a look!" Xiaoqing said leisurely.

Alright, Lehman was speechless again …

He opened the software, and before he could even reach the White Lady, Chef Fairy's profile picture lit up.

, I'm so bored, what are you doing? Talk to me.

"I'm injured, I'm about to heal." Lehman's reply was half real and half fake.

As he replied, Lei Ming tentatively asked Xiaoqing: "Xiaoqing, do you know what I'm doing now?"

"I'm not blind. Of course I know what you're doing." Hearing Lehman speak as though he were an idiot, Little Qing said unhappily.

"Then what do you think I'm doing?" Lei Ming was not the least bit angry as he continued to ask.

"Didn't you lie down watching TV? Didn't I say you had a fever?" Little Qing doubtfully asked.

Hearing that, Lei Ming let out a sigh of relief. He was sure that Xiao Qing didn't know he was using his phone, but for some reason, Lei Ming didn't want anyone else to discover his secret.

"Nothing, I was just bored and wanted to chat with you." Lehman laughed as he replied.

"Is this how you chat?" I say, are you? "

Just like this, while Lei Ming was playing with Xiao Qing in his mind, he was also talking to Zi Ling on his phone.

"Ah?" Are you hurt, or not? I have a pill that Old Lord Taishang refined himself, do you want it? " Zi Ling asked nervously.

Seeing the message that Zi Ling had sent, Lei Ming's face lit up. He really had a pillow that was about to fall asleep.

In just one or two seconds, the system notification rang again: Chef Fairy Zi Ling of the Heavenly Court wants to send the highest quality healing pellet to the user with one shot, it requires 5000 points. Do you agree?

Lei Ming was overjoyed and quickly pressed confirm. Just as his hand pressed down, a golden light flashed in the room and a small ceramic bottle appeared out of nowhere in Lei Ming's hand.

When Lehman opened the bottle, there were only three pills the size of soybeans. A fragrant smell wafted out and he couldn't help but feel excited. Lehman took one pill out and swallowed it before quickly closing the bottle again.

As the pill dissolved in his mouth, it turned into a warm current that rushed through his throat and into his internal organs. The warm energy nourished his thunder-like meridian, causing him to feel as if his entire body was brimming with energy.

After a quarter-hour, Lei Ming finally opened his eyes. With a flash of light in his eyes, the wounds caused by the blade of the Black Demon had already healed. The blade was even smoother than before.

"What the f * ck!" Seeing his chest recover to its original state, Lei Ming couldn't help but scold, then smiled and said, "As expected of someone that Old Lord Taishang personally cultivated. This effect is outrageous!"

"Zi Ling, I really have to thank you this time. My injuries have already healed." Lei Ming thanked Zi Ling as he picked up his phone.

"It's good that you're fine. I was afraid it wouldn't be good to use it." Zi Ling replied, her cheeks slightly red, it was unknown what she was thinking.

After that, Lei Ming laid on the bed with all his heart, talking nonsense with Xiao Qing and chatting with Zi Ling while watching the boring foam drama.