Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

The blue car galloped in the night, the surrounding wind roared, and the scenery quickly receded.

No matter how Ren Zhanghe thinks about it, I am afraid that there is a figure strolling in the courtyard thousands of meters behind this car, but it exceeds the speed of the car and follows it leisurely.

After driving for nearly a thousand miles, Zhang He stopped, he got out of the car with a pale face, his arms were simply stopped bleeding and no more bleeding, but the pain of the broken bone still made his brows frown involuntarily.

The surrounding area was a wilderness. After Zhang He got out of the car, he scanned the surrounding area and ran in one direction.

Qin Xuan looked calm in the back, staring at Zhang He's figure in the distance with cold eyes.

He followed, silently, until Zhang He sank into a densely forested mountain.

Qin Xuan entered the forest, followed the trail, and saw Zhang He.

At this moment, he has taken off his mask and sat under a tree, adjusting his breath.

Qin Xuan was not in a hurry, standing tall among the branches in the distance.

Zhang He adjusted his breath for several hours, and then slowly got up until the morning glow filled.

After that, Zhang He stepped on his capacity and climbed the mountains.

He nearly traversed hundreds of miles, until he stopped in front of an abandoned factory in the city.

There was a low whistle sound, Zhang He's face was gloomy, and he passed the factory gate directly. The surroundings were silent, and the whistle disappeared.

After going all the way to the abandoned factory, Jang Hyuk went underground through a secret door.

This is a secret base, with rooms around, and even masks.

They were a little surprised to see Zhang He not covering his face with a mask.

Zhang He ignored these surprised gazes and strode to the deepest part of the room.

Going to the deepest point, Zhang He looked up at the camera.

The camera is face recognition. In this era, even if you are a warrior, as long as you are in the world, it is inevitable that technology is convenient. Even Ning Ziyang used it, not to mention other warriors, this is something that has long been popular.

The door slowly opened, and what fell in front of Zhang He was a man with a white mask and no pattern.

"The task is completed?" The man's voice was deep, and it came out slowly.

"It's done!" Zhang He took a deep breath and replied with confidence: "Qin Wende was hit by the hand of the broken soul, he will definitely die!"

The masked man looked at Zhang He, feeling that Zhang He's breath was unstable and frowned slightly, "What's the matter with you?"

Zhang He is a grandmaster, a rare master in Anluo. After all, it looks like this kind of assassin organization hidden in the dark. How can a powerful person who is famous enough to join in, many masters in Anluo Young orphans, cultivated.

"Dark Lord, I'm in the river..." Zhang He was full of bitterness, and he told what had happened.

The eyes of the mask man flashed, "You mean, Zheng Weilong is dead!"

The masked man stood up suddenly, a terrifying light burst into his eyes.

Zhang He bowed his head and said bitterly: "Dark Lord, that young man is definitely a lunatic. He kills when he sees people, for no reason at all!"

The light in the masked man's eyes became more and more shocked, and a terrifying coercion suddenly spread, directly pressing on Zhang He.

"Idiot, if he is really a lunatic, he can kill three masters with two swords, how do you survive?" The masked man's voice contained endless anger.

Zhang He's face was pale, and he felt as if a mountain was pressing down in front of him.

He looked at the masked man in disbelief, "You mean, he deliberately saved my life?"

The face of the mask man hidden under the mask is already densely covered with frost, "If not?"

Zhang He suddenly became anxious and said in a panic: "Impossible, Dark Lord! I'm just going to kill Qin Wende, how can I offend such a strong man, the other party and I An Luo have no grudges, how could..."

He also thought of the consequences. If the other party really left him alive, it would undoubtedly be aimed at Anluo, waiting for him to return to Anluo's headquarters.

"What's more, Jiangshui City is more than a thousand miles here? I checked all the way, and there is no car behind, let alone anyone!" He thought of the calm road, and suddenly said with confidence: "Maybe he is a lunatic, or Zheng Weilong has a grudge."

The masked person looked at Zhang He, "I hope so!"

Before the words fell, a sharp alarm sounded from the ground suddenly, and in that instant, the complexions of Zhang He and the masked man changed.

"Someone broke in!"

There are warnings around this abandoned factory that idlers are not allowed to enter, and there is also a warning line under the dark cloth. Even if the pika comes in, it will also alarm the alarm. Now, the alarm actually sounds?

Even if it is a coincidence, it is too coincidental, right?

Immediately, Zhang He and the masked people rushed directly outside.

Not only that, Anluo had more than twenty killers, all appeared, looking at the alarm outside.

In their eyes, a young man walked in slowly, with his hands in his pockets, calm and relaxed.

Many people breathed a sigh of relief, especially the strong ones. They saw that this young man had a bone age, but what threat did an eighteen or eighteen-year-old have?

They just came in by accident. They set up their headquarters here for only half a year, and it is not uncommon for someone to enter here by mistake.

However, only Zhang He saw the figure of the young man, and suddenly a cold breath rose from the soles of his feet, rushing directly to the top of his head, and his whole body was chilly.

He was naked, with fear in his eyes.

This scene happened to fall in the eyes of the mask man. Immediately, the mask man could not help but shout: "Be careful, prepare for war!"

Accompanied by a loud shout from him, the surrounding assassins were all startled, suddenly showing a vigilant look.

They never doubted the command of the Dark Lord.

"Yes, it's him!" Zhang He confided, and Qin Xuan's terrifying power of killing Grandmaster like nothing flashed in his mind, and he almost collapsed.

"Trash!" The masked man couldn't help but snorted coldly. If he could kill the master, the opponent must be innate.

But what about that, he is also a great master of innateness, and there are many killers he carefully cultivated around him to help out. What is the fear of innate?

Qin Xuan looked at the abandoned factory, and suddenly stopped, his eyes flashed over the factory where no one could be seen, and his expression was indifferent.

He slowly took out his hands from his pockets, and then a ray of light flew out from his waist, falling into his hands and turning into a three-foot sharp edge.

With the Eternal Sword in his hand, Qin Xuan quietly looked at the abandoned factory.

"Come out all, today Anluo, no one can live!"

The faint words were calm, but filled the sky over the entire factory and fell into the ears of everyone in Anluo.

"Arrogant!" The mask man could not help but shouted coldly.

An Luo has no one to live?

Even though the National Protection Mansion has not been destroyed after several rounds of encirclement and suppression, it is really a joke for this young man to dare to speak so wildly.

The surrounding assassins were even more cold. If it weren't for the dark master, they would have to wait for the dark master's order and had already started to kill the 18-year-old but extremely arrogant kid.

The masked person's eyes were cold, and immediately, he made a gesture.

The two killers who had been staring at Qin Xuan for a long time showed up, and the heavy sniper rifles in their hands had been aimed at Qin Xuan's throat and heart.

The body of the gun is cold, and it is M82, which is one of the titles of Sniper Gun King.

At the moment when the mask man's gesture fell, two armor-piercing projectiles tore the air, enough to pierce the armor of the tank hundreds of meters away, and the horrible existence rushed towards Qin Xuan with the starlight.

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In the past few days, the four and five changes were delayed until the next day, because it was a manual review, and the review editor was also very hard, and needed a rest at night.

The review editors who stay up late at night uploading codewords like me can’t afford to hurt, so today I deliberately coded the first chapter of No.7, everyone in the province waited for me until the night, so as to avoid the night’s outbreak from delaying to the second day.

In addition, Lao Meng continues to ask for votes, for Lao Meng’s hard work, thank you!