The Great Tao Chronicle

"hehe."

An Qisheng smiled back, hung up the phone, and Shi Shiran walked to the second floor.

The experiment in the dream may not affect the reality, but he already has an understanding of Ruan Xiuping. This person is always in a state of anxiety, sensitive and suspicious.

The more he didn't say anything, the more frightened he became, and he didn't dare to escape.

Sure enough, in the monitoring room on the second floor, Ruan Xiuping looked at the man in the hood who was not in a hurry, and sat with a gloomy expression, not daring to move rashly.

Who is this?

Are there any accomplices outside?

How many people are in ambush at the end of the dark passage?

While Ruan Xiuping was thinking about it, An Qisheng slowly opened the door and walked in, sitting relaxed and casually opposite him.

It's like meeting old friends and saying hello without the slightest hostility:

"Ruan Xiuping, a native of Yue, has been hiding in Daxuan for 20 years. At first, he was involved in the business of selling human organs. Later, he joined the Fusang people and became an intelligence dealer..."

"who are you?"

Ruan Xiuping's body was tense and highly nervous.

"You still don't know who I am? It seems that your intelligence collection is very poor!"

An Qisheng tapped the table with his fingers, seemingly casual, but in fact it was loose on the outside and tight on the inside.

He sat vacantly, but in fact was not next to the chair, like squatting, tapping the table with one hand and holding the edge of the table with the other, ready to explode at all times.

"Are you a law enforcement warrior? Or a special team?"

Ruan Xiuping's chest rose and fell, and his palms slowly stretched down.

"You still want to struggle?"

An Qisheng raised his eyelids and said lightly:

"Do you think the pistol in the dark compartment of the third drawer on your left is enough for you to escape?"

"you!"

Ruan Xiuping finally couldn't help it, he opened the drawer with a "clatter" and was about to grab a gun.

boom!

An Qisheng, who had been waiting for this moment for a long time, suddenly stomped his feet and lifted his strength from the ground. The palm supporting the lower edge of the table suddenly rose up, overturning the table to the ground.

bang~

The file computer on the desk fell to the ground.

At the same time, he tapped the five fingers on the table and stabbed them forward, slapping Ruan Xiuping's throat like a tiger pounced on food.

One foot, one hand to hold, one hand to enter, it is the three-point hand of Baji Yingmen.

"what!"

Ruan Xiuping stumbled when he was hit by the table, and before he could stand up, he felt itchy throat.

Seeing An Qisheng's ferocious approach, he couldn't help lowering his waist, bowing, his hands passing through the flying documents, his five fingers like Zhang Feizhang, like chickens pecking at rice, they held An Qisheng's lower back.

"Ah!"

Looking at the pictures he had seen many times in his dreams, An Qisheng couldn't help but smile.

Its protruding arms were raised and bent, and one elbow suddenly slammed down, hitting Ruan Xiuping's neck heavily.

The eight-pole elbow is like a spear,

This heavy elbow from top to bottom is like an ancient general who rode a big horse and shot a small soldier from top to bottom.

Just hearing a 'click', Ruan Xiuping's neck was interrupted!

"Hoo~~~"

As soon as Ruan Xiuping's hand touched An Qisheng's clothes, he slammed on the ground with a thud. The broken back of his neck was folded in half, and the head, which was only connected to the flesh, was thrown on his back like a ball.

The bloodshot eyeballs stared at An Qisheng, unable to rest.

"Huh!"

It was not until Ruan Xiuping was completely dead that An Qisheng let out a breath.

As for the technical killing method, there are only three moves and two types of fighting, but only oneself knows the danger in it.

Ruan Xiuping was a fugitive who fled from the Yue Kingdom. He was very good at a pistol. Fortunately, his kung fu was only average. Although he was bright, he was not his opponent.

He was killed on the spot with two tricks under his conscious calculation.

boom!

An Qisheng raised the table and took out a pistol that Ruan Xiuping was hiding from the mezzanine of the drawer.

"Unfortunately, it doesn't work for me."

An Qisheng played with them twice. He had entered Wang Anfeng's dream, and naturally he could play with guns.

It's just that in Daxuan, it's hard to walk an inch with a gun, but it's not as convenient as a fist.

Putting down the gun, he did a hasty search. After finding nothing, An Qisheng took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"It's done?"

On the other end of the phone, Wang Zhixuan's voice was hoarse.

"You are hurt?"

An Qisheng frowned slightly.

"Shan Zhuang has a senior brother who is a master. It took a little effort to beat him to death."

Wang Zhixuan took a deep breath and said calmly:

"The line behind Ruan Xiuping is related to several foreign forces. Don't stay too long, I will deal with it later."

An Qisheng agreed, hung up the phone, and cleaned up a little.

Afterwards, he came to the front desk, apologetically knocked out the frightened little girl, deleted all the monitoring about himself, and walked out of the homestay.

At this time, the moon is full in the sky, and the bright moonlight covers the earth.

An Qisheng turned around and glanced at the hotel, hurriedly walked into the moonlight, and returned to the hotel.

"You have murderous aura on you."

In An Qisheng's room, Feng Mingtao squinted slightly, sensing that something was wrong.

This is a very subtle feeling, others may not be aware of it, but Feng Mingtao is keenly aware of it.

"I'm lucky to meet a fugitive on the wanted list."

An Qisheng said something lightly, walked into the bathroom, and started to take a shower.

"So lucky?"

Feng Mingtao raised his eyebrows.

He wandered back and forth for a long time without any gain. This kid went out for a while, and he actually gained something?

After washing up, An Qisheng walked out of the bathroom, the breath on his body had calmed down.

Except for the real murderer, no one feels good after killing someone.

For An Qisheng, who has experienced the countdown to life, the feeling of killing life is not so wonderful.

"This time in Wudang Mountain, we are afraid that we have come for nothing~www.novelmt.com~ Feng Mingtao sighed.

"What's wrong?"

An Qisheng frowned slightly.

"Do you know who took over the task of killing Mu Longcheng?"

Feng Mingtao glanced at An Qisheng, did not sell anything, and said directly:

"It's Mr. Gu."

"Gu Changsheng wants to kill Mu Longcheng?"

An Qisheng was shocked.

He once saw Gu Changsheng in the martial arts hall, the three masters of Huajin, who were easily beaten into a dead dog by him.

But what kind of people are in Mulong City?

In the alchemy realm who died under his hands in the past 30 years, there are not a few people with astral energy. One enemy and two were killed, one was not bad, and the other was seriously injured and closed for decades.

Even if Gu Changsheng sat on the straddle with a pill, he would not be his opponent.

"In the evening, probably before or after you went out, Mr. Gu stood up, talked to Mu Longcheng, and made a three-year appointment."

A touch of admiration appeared on Feng Mingtao's face, but it was also a pity:

"Mu Longcheng's goal of coming to Daxuan has all been received by Mr. Xiaogu to the Wushu General Hall. Although Mulongcheng came to Daxuan, he may not necessarily come to Wudang Mountain."

"Then the boxers on Wudang Mountain shouldn't leave? They've all come, so it would be a pity to leave like this."

An Qisheng didn't care whether Mu Longcheng would come, but only whether the masters gathered in Wudang Mountain would disperse.

"I probably won't go away. There are a lot of masters who came to Wudang Mountain this time, and Daoist Juechen from the Wudang faction has all left. It is estimated that most of them will visit his old man tomorrow."

Feng Mingtao said and stretched:

"Go to bed early today and visit Daoist Juechen tomorrow together! I have never seen a great master in the realm of immortality."

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