Mei Man Knives

Chapter 108 Assassination
As usual, he walked into the villa and looked around.

The corner of Zhang Jun's mouth curled up slightly, he put his backpack on the sofa, and stretched his waist.

"So tired! Go take a shower and go to bed early!"

As if he was jumping, he walked up the stairs with small steps.

Hiding in a dark corner, Ao Zunu, wearing a black dress and covering his face, stretched out his hand to signal.

Wu Shi nodded to show he understood, and he nodded sideways.

Immediately, two masked ninjas with samurai swords followed Takeshi with their backs against the wall and went upstairs silently.

They pricked up their ears and listened carefully to the movement upstairs.

Make sure Zhang Jun entered the room,

They walked up the stairs very quietly and patiently, slowly and silently.

There was the sound of running water in the room.

The target should be taking a shower.

Takeshi stretched out his left hand and moved forward, motioning for his men to sneak in.

But after waiting for two or three seconds, he didn't find that his subordinates obeyed the order to sneak in.

Wu Shi was very angry.

Whether it is not listening to instructions.There was still no wink, and he didn't even notice his order.

In the Ninja Assassin Order, there are unforgivable mistakes.

Must be severely punished.

When Wu Shi turned his head and wanted to remind his subordinates.

What about people?

He turned around and looked around, where did his two men go?
Takeshi didn't see his men.

He was puzzled.

Could it be that he hid in a dark corner, ready to assassinate the target?

Damn idiot!
Although the target knows martial arts, the Chinese warriors have abandoned the spirit of bushido.

In addition to grandstanding, they make some fancy.He didn't take it seriously at all, and worked hard to hone his martial arts.

Even if the goal is better, we have a good player today.

Sneaking in, taking advantage of the other party's unpreparedness, you can kill the other party with random knives.

The subordinates hid, and it was difficult to find them for a while.

Takeshi decided to do it himself.

As the best of the younger generation of ninjas.Takeshi is very confident in himself.

Holding a samurai sword, he stepped cautiously into the room with his feet crossed.

Walked in and saw the bathroom room was not closed.

Bursts of hot air came out from the door.

very good!

This saves me a lot of things.

Wu Shi stood on tiptoe, walked to the door of the room, took out a small glass mirror from his waist, squatted down, stretched the glass piece through the corner of the door, and wanted to see the situation in the bathroom.

The mirror stretched out, and Takeshi craned his neck to take a look.

Ah!
What about people?

Takeshi moved the lens left and right and found that there was no one in the bathroom.

He was horrified.

be cheated!
Takeshi hurriedly threw away the glasses, stood up, and gripped the samurai sword tightly.

The moment Wu Shi stood up, a soft voice sounded behind him.

"Are you looking for me?"

Takeshi was so frightened that he turned around quickly, and slashed fiercely with the samurai sword.

However, he missed with one strike, and hit nothing except the air.

Takeshi's eyes widened, when he tried to find the enemy in horror.

A cold light flashed.

Wu Shi saw the blood donation splattered and floated in front of his eyes.

My neck hurts sharply, and the donated blood gushes out like a spring.

Takeshi involuntarily stretched out his hand to cover his neck.

Covering his neck with one hand, and pressing the samurai sword against the floor with the other, trying not to fall down, Takeshi looked at the target with the saber in front of him.

Wu Shi couldn't believe it.

impossible!
This is impossible.

We are the kings in the dark, the strong assassins.

When did he get close to him, and why he couldn't notice it at all.

Takeshi didn't know, and he would never know.

In less than 5 seconds, after he lost blood, he fell into a coma and fell into a pool of blood, slowly dying.

After killing three assassins, Zhang Jun dismissed them.

Even the fireflies dare to compete with the moonlight!
Zhang Jun took the saber and jumped out of the window.

It was about to fall to the ground, so Zhang Jun stepped on the wall and jumped out with all his strength.

In the air, Zhang Jun was like a civet, turned over on the ground, and landed lightly.

Holding a saber, Zhang Jun quietly walked into the villa through the floor-to-ceiling glass door in the hall.

Ao Zunu was waiting in the dark corner downstairs, waiting for his subordinates to take the head off. After completing the task, he could return to the country and explain to the higher authorities.

But after waiting for 3 minutes, I didn't hear any movement upstairs.

He immediately felt something was wrong.

Ao Zunu made a decisive decision and prepared to retreat.

When he was about to leave without a sound, he suddenly felt vigilant, pulled out the samurai sword behind his back, and was about to turn around and strike at him.

But in the next second, he swung his knife and slashed directly in front of him.

Clang!
The sound of metal clashing sounded!
Zhang Jun said with some surprise. "I didn't expect you to be able to find me. You have some skills!"

If Zhang Jun knew how to read minds, he would definitely know the shock in Ao Zunu's heart.

He didn't find Zhang Jun's trace just now, and this knife was an intuition he had cultivated for many years.

That's how he escaped.

Seeing the target in front of him, Aozunu's mind continued to spin.

The target who was originally on the second floor came to him quietly.

Needless to say, all the men on the second floor were dead.

Even the target has been standing here for so long, and none of the other subordinates have stepped forward.

It seems that they are all sacrificed.

Who the hell is this guy?

Why is he more proficient in assassination techniques than us?

Could it be that he is the descendant of an ancient Chinese sect?

The leader of Aozunu regretted his care very much now.

It should be investigated and acted upon.

Now there is no other way but to fight.

Ao Zunu clenched the samurai sword and started it suddenly. The samurai sword in his hand slashed towards Zhang Jun like lightning.

Clang!
The saber held the opponent's samurai sword, and his left hand stretched out like a poisonous snake like lightning, grabbed the opponent's wrist, and twisted his waist.

Zhang Jun grabbed the opponent's hand, pulled him hard, lifted him up, and fell to the ground over his shoulder.

boom!
Ao Zunu was thrown to the ground heavily.

Several bones were broken.

He stubbornly kept himself from shouting.

"Who sent you here? Tell me!"

If he didn't want to find out the news, how could Zhang Jun have kept him alive until now.

Hearing that the enemy actually wanted to find out information from his own mouth, Ao Zunu sneered at the corner of his mouth and remained silent.

Seeing the opponent's toughness, Zhang Jun was about to break the opponent's arm.

Just as Zhang Jun stretched out his hand, Ao Zunu suddenly waved his hand, spewing out a burst of dust.

Zhang Jun was afraid of being poisoned.He held his breath and stepped back quickly.

After Ao Zunu scattered the dust, he suddenly turned over and dropped a few black beads.

touch...

A slight explosion sounded, and a puff of smoke filled the hall.

When Zhang Jun saw it, he waved his palms again and again to disperse the dust.

After the smoke disappears, there are no traces of the enemy.

He searched around, but he didn't hear the enemy's voice, nor could he feel the opponent's breath.

It seems that the other party also has some skills, and understands the technique of holding one's breath.

Zhang Jun held his saber and was vigilant about his surroundings.

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