Jiangnan Bank

Experts who hit one or two fingers are mostly killed immediately, but they just took advantage of Mr. Liu's distraction and hit 91 fingers in a row, but they didn't expect him to be able to talk and laugh freely after he fell to the ground.

They just came back to their senses in an instant.But Meng Xinghun's years of experience gave him an intuition, which made him instinctively regret that maybe these people made an incalculable mistake and missed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

But the strange thing is that he didn't really feel regret in his heart.

When the killing intent of the two divine monks revived, Xiao Qiushui, who had contributed the most before, stood aside, with obvious struggles in his eyes, but it was hard to speak again.

Meng Xinghun has seen many dark human natures in the arena, and he has also seen many so-called decent people, who will pretend to show off when they have the chance to win.From his point of view, it is extremely ridiculous to first plot against others and then feel guilty, but at this moment, he can clearly see that the sadness in Xiao Qiushui's eyes is actually from the heart, not a fake.

What was even more absurd was that when he heard that the dying man was still comforting the person who plotted against him, the young man in Tsing Yi said leisurely that killing Tai Chan was also a plot against him, and it is fair now, not to mention that he is not dead yet.

The Tianmu monk was furious when he heard the words, and wanted to take his life immediately with Ananda's finger.But an unexpected change happened again. The Fifth Young Master Liu, who was supposed to be helpless, killed the Tianmu Divine Monk with a single blow.

When everyone reacted and stepped forward to besiege again desperately, the members of the power gang had also arrived and took over their offensive.

Among the people present, only Meng Xinghun was not surprised by such a change, but the moment he was distracted by the sudden scuffle, he discovered that the young man in Tsing Yi had disappeared.

He didn't even see how the man had disappeared.

Does such light work really exist in this world?

He felt that his palms were sweating again, but he had no time to think about it. Seeing that the two sides had fought into a melee, they fell silently from the tree and submerged into the river without anyone noticing.

[-]. First encounter by the Huanhua River

Meng Xing's soul went upstream, and after crossing the river, he was far away from strife, leaving the tragic fight and sad life and death behind him.

He walked around blankly and aimlessly, and when he realized that someone was following him, he was already some distance away from Huanhuaxi.

He was sure that no one noticed when he disappeared into the water, and it was impossible for someone to follow him across the river.But if it was a coincidence for no reason, he couldn't convince himself.

His eyes lowered slightly and landed on the stained shoes and socks, and he understood why he was followed.

At this time, the clothes were almost dry, but after swimming in the river, it was inevitable that there would be water marks and footprints along the way.

He had just arrived, and when he came to a world that was isolated from everything in the past, it was inevitable that he would be a bit slack in his mind, thinking that there was no one who knew him here, so there would be no possibility of his grievances being involved.

But he also forgot that this also means that no one can prove his identity. If he is unlucky, he may be mistaken for someone in the opposing camp by black and white people.

He sighed in his heart, but he didn't stop on his feet, he just walked ahead unhurriedly as if he didn't realize it.

The two people behind him also seemed to be hesitating, they never made a sudden attack, and followed him at the same distance all the way.

Those two were skilled, but they lacked experience in the world, so it might not be difficult to get rid of them.

Meng Xinghun was thinking secretly, but he hadn't waited for a good opportunity.

He stopped abruptly.

He didn't change direction and disappear into the jungle on both sides, and he didn't turn around sharply to preemptively strike.

The result of such a reckless stop is likely to be the target of the two people behind him. Even if the two people have not made up their minds, they will think that their whereabouts have been discovered in an instant and attack him based on their instincts.

But he had to stop.

In front of a few poles of green bamboo in front, there are light green clothes fluttering, the person leaning on the bamboo, slowly raised his head, a pair of eyes as light as spring water, just looked over without any emotion.

Before Tai Chan died, he looked in a haze, and only saw a young master who was graceful in the secular world.With just one glance, the elegant and dusty look seems to be integrated with the bamboo forest, and the light green shirt seems to be in front of me, but it is so quiet that it seems to be in a very far away place, as if it should not be disturbed by the world.

This was not the reason why Meng Xinghun stopped.

The man looked at him calmly, just like the unchanging smile in his eyes.But Meng Xinghun's intuition, which has always been more sensitive to danger than ordinary people, told him that as long as he took another half step forward, he might have to lie down.

Even at the moment when that person was seriously injured and should have been exhausted.

Just thinking of this, I saw the young man in green raised his right hand. Under the sunlight shining through the bamboo forest, his fingers were white and clear. There was no hidden weapon between his fingers, but there were two strong winds blowing towards him. .

Meng Xinghun didn't move, and he didn't blink his eyes. Two strong winds brushed the side of his neck, and then he heard two miserable cries from behind.

Meng Xinghun didn't turn his head to take a look. He clearly knew that as long as he made a slight move, he would end up the same as those two.

After the young man in Tsing Yi killed the two of them lightly, his eyes with a deep smile fell on Meng Xinghun, and he only stopped for a moment, without showing any special meaning, he just turned around and left.

However, Meng Xinghun knew that he had made a turn before the life and death hurdle, and he did not look back at the death conditions of the two people in the end, because he had already heard the sound of the wind when the clothes were swept away, and he knew that more than one person came towards him. Came over here.

He looked at the pale green figure who was about to disappear in front of him, and followed him almost without hesitation.

Although the person he followed was the most dangerous, it was better than staying behind and being mistaken for the murderer.

Besides, what he was looking for was that person.

First-rate killers generally have outstanding lightness skills, and Meng Xinghun is no exception.So when the person in front didn't show the astonishing lightness kung fu of Jiang Bian, he could barely keep up.

For a moment, Meng Xinghun couldn't help but suspect that the man made him follow on purpose.

That person is not someone he can read through his mind. After realizing this, Meng Xinghun stopped thinking about it, and even deliberately kept his brain as blank as possible, just like before the war was approaching, letting his physical strength and the surroundings Environmental perception is raised to the highest level.

The young man in the light green clothes never looked back, as if he didn't even care about the fact that someone was following him, or maybe the people in this world were not worthy of anyone except those who were about to be counted by him He thought about it.

It wasn't until the two sat opposite each other that he asked the first sentence:

"Who are you?" The gentle and elegant voice did not carry any pressure, as if it was an accidental encounter and friendship in the green mountains and green waters.

"Meng Xinghun." It was almost an instinctive answer. For him at this moment, there was no difference between his real name and his pseudonym.It was just that his hand brushed his sword unconsciously, as if it was the only existence that could prove his identity.

Of course no one has heard of this name, even Liu Wugong from the Power Gang knows all about martial arts people in the world, and even Xiao Qiushui, who was previously unknown, can guess his name, but he is sure he has never heard of it There is such a number one person in the arena.And with this person's skill, if he had appeared in the arena, even if he used a pseudonym, he would not be unimpressed.

Even so, he just smiled lightly and said, "You want to kill me."

This sentence is not a question, but a very affirmative tone.

Meng Xinghun's expression remained unchanged, but his left hand that was holding the scabbard suddenly tightened.

Killers like them can't see anything special from the outside. In fact, in order to hide themselves, they will try their best to make themselves look like ordinary people who can't be more ordinary.

Only their kind can distinguish them from the crowd at a glance, and they will never mistake their companions' breath at any time.

The young man in Tsing Yi in front of him raised his finger to kill like a feather, but he didn't look like them in any way.

However, Meng Xinghun was not surprised that he would see through his own secrets, and even had a feeling that even the most complicated and difficult human heart would be easily seen through by this person in front of him.

Meng Xinghun seemed to be able to hear the deep sigh in his heart, he tried his best to relax himself, even at the moment when he was betrayed by human beings, he hoped that he would not appear so embarrassed.

Yes, at the banks of the Huanhua Creek, when he heard the name of Fifth Young Master Liu from the righteous people, he already knew that this most terrifying master he had ever seen in his life was the mission of his trip.

This is also the most unbelievable mission he has ever received. It was so bizarre that he almost thought that he was no longer alive for a while. He broke into such an inn inexplicably on the way to the underworld by the bull-headed horse face. .

But he clearly heard someone asking him if he wanted to go back.

go home……

Of course he wants to go back, Xiaodie and the child are waiting for him at home.What he promised, no matter what happens, he will go back.

But now he felt that this might not be as simple a task as he had imagined. In fact, he wondered if there was any killer in the world who could kill this person?

Maybe he should have figured this out when he accepted the mission in the inn.

Because of this assassination mission, there is no deadline.

When a killer receives a deal, there will always be a deadline attached.This is not just the limit of the patience of the customer, but also the assessment of the ability of the killer who takes the order.

When Meng Xinghun killed a person, it would never take more than three months.