Douluo's assassin becomes a god

Chapter 133 Han Xiao’s terror!

"It's here!"

A black-robed man's expression brightened, he punched out, and the entire carriage was instantly shattered.

However, to their surprise, Xue Qingwu was not in the carriage.

"not good!"

The two knew that they had been tricked, and turned to hide, but the sudden burst of intense white light completely blinded them.

boom!

Along with the flash bombs, there were countless explosions of fragment mines.

It turned out that Han Xiao had already made preparations in the carriage. As long as the carriage was severely impacted and destroyed in an instant, the small arsenal buried in the carriage would explode completely.

As for whether he will hurt himself, Han Xiao doesn't have to worry at all.

His insurance is very tight. An explosion will only happen in a major accident. Even falling off a cliff or overturning a car, as long as Han Xiao doesn't take the initiative, these things will be like death, and there will be no movement.

The two sides flew backwards in the violent aftermath explosion.

Han Xiao and Zhou Tong looked at each other, and each appeared behind a black-robed man, making up the knife.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

There was a shrill and terrifying roar, and the soul king's legs were covered with splinters, dripping with blood, which was extremely terrifying.

Zhou Tong gave him another blow just now, and now he has lost the ability to escape.

"Just him."

Han Xiao looked at the Soul Sect below him, and activated his hands, his throat was directly twisted, and he died with regret.

Sitting next to the soul king who was in pain, Han Xiao said expressionlessly: "From now on, I will ask you to answer, and I will pull out a fingernail."

After speaking, Han Xiao waved his hand towards the shadow in the distance.

Xue Qingwu ran over panting with an iron box, skillfully opened the box, and handed a terrifyingly huge vise to Han Xiao's hands.

"Who asked you to come?"

Han Xiao asked calmly.

"I, I don't know." Soul King looked at Han Xiao in horror and said out of breath.

As soon as the words fell, the vise in Han Xiao's hand accurately pulled out the nail of his index finger, bloody and terrifying.

The pain of his fingers connected to his heart made him want to scream, but Zhou Tong was even more quick-sighted, and immediately stuffed a ball of rags into his mouth.

The soul king who couldn't scream could only tremble desperately to relieve the severe pain.

The soil under him has been kicked out of two pits.

"I'll ask you again, who?"

Zhou Tong roughly took out the rag from his mouth.

"I, I really don't know."

"very good."

Han Xiao nodded without blinking, and pulled out two nails this time.

This time the soul king's face became paler than white paper, his limbs had no strength to struggle, only his body was twitching instinctively.

"medicine."

Before Han Xiao could speak, Xue Qingwu handed over a tube of transparent glass bottle with a tacit understanding.

"This is a stimulant. After taking it, you may feel that your whole body has strength again, but the pain in your body will also be magnified tenfold."

Han Xiao shook the light yellow liquid in his hand: "I don't have much Nexin, if you don't answer this time, I will pull out all your remaining nails, then take them back to my mansion, and place you in the bar In the cellar, your daily life will be like hell."

Having said that, only fear remained on the soul king's face.

The man with a cold expression in front of him was like a devil in hell.

He shuddered.

As a soul king, there are many people who can make him tremble, but the soul master is the first one.

"The Heaven Dou Imperial Family is a member of the Heaven Dou Imperial Family. Apart from this, I really don't know who he is."

The soul king's voice was extremely weak.

Heaven Dou Royal Family.

Han Xiao's expression turned cold.

Could it be that Xue Qinghe did it?

"Second question, who are you?"

Just when Han Xiao asked the second question, the sound of complicated footsteps came in from outside the alleyway: "The guards are doing business, retreat quickly!"

Zhou Tong's pupils shrank, and he looked anxiously at Han Xiao.

"Walk."

Han Xiao didn't have the slightest melancholy, and the dagger in his hand was directly inserted into the neck of the soul king.

Then he simply destroyed the scene, turned around and was about to leave.

"Please, don't kill me."

The soul master who had fought against Han Xiao had completely lost his fighting spirit at this time, begging bitterly.

Han Xiao's lips twitched, and before he could say a word of kill, Xue Qingwu, who was closest to him, had already sent the dagger in his hand into his fragile throat.

Her face had a coldness somewhat similar to Han Xiao's.

"Let's go."

Han Xiao didn't say much, and left first.

This laneway is extremely hidden, and the old buildings around it have been demolished long ago and have been idle for a while.

Logically speaking, there is no one here, so how could the Royal Guards appear here by such a coincidence?

There is only one possibility, this group of people knew early on that the man in black would attack here.

Is it Xueqinghe?

Han Xiao's expression was extremely cold.

Besides Xue Qinghe, who else can use the Royal Guards?

Not even Avalanche has that right.

You must know that although Xue Beng is the prince, compared with Xue Qinghe, his authority is much smaller.

It is impossible to think about using the Royal Guards to help him do things in the gutter.

The three of them left the alley and came to the noisy place, Han Xiao's expression was always gloomy.

Zhou Tong and Xue Qingwu were very understanding and did not speak.

The three circled around three times and returned to the mansion after confirming that no one was following them.

"My God, what happened?"

Tang Tang, who was watering the flowers in the garden, saw the two of them and exclaimed.

Han Xiao's clothes were better, with only a few scratches, Zhou Tong was miserable, because the clothes on Yi Yi Di Er's body had been shredded into rags, and the bronze-colored muscles were faintly visible.

"Dismiss all the servants, call Chen Mo, and hold a meeting on the second floor."

"Yes."

Seeing the dignified faces of the three, Tang Tang didn't dare to continue watering the flowers, put down the kettle in his hand and ran into the room.

On the second floor, all the staff were present, with serious expressions on their faces.

Han Xiao had already changed into clean clothes. Xue Qingwu looked down at her toes, wondering what she was thinking.

"Hiss, can we be gentle, it hurts."

Zhou Tong grinned, the wounds on his body were hideous and terrifying.

"Be patient, how can it be better if it doesn't hurt."

Tang Tang rolled his eyes and continued to smear the wound.

Chen Mo stared straight at this scene.

"Zhou Tong, why wasn't I following the young master today?"

He said with a look of regret.

Having not fought for a long time, his hands were already itchy, and he looked at Zhou Tong enviously.

"Don't worry, I'll make you enough."

Han Xiao tapped the table lightly, expressionless.

He turned to look at Xue Qingwu with cold eyes: "What do you think?"

Xue Qingwu, who was aware of her concern, opened her mouth and looked at Han Xiao in shock.

Those dead gray eyes seemed to read people's hearts.

(End of this chapter)