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When Lin Jiaojiao heard the news, she did not treat Qu Yang badly, and helped Qu Yang step by step to achieve his dream.

Qu Yang's life can be said to be safe and secure. Although a large part of it is due to his medical skills, he cannot do without Lin Jiaojiao.

Now that Lin Fan was dead and Qu Yang was powerless, the person who wanted to kill Chen Feifei the most was Lin Jiaojiao.

"Let the swordsmen below get ready, as soon as Chen Feifei comes out of the alley, he will be ripped apart!" Lin Jiaojiao's voice was extremely cold.

Like a high-ranking judge, pronouncing the death of a sinner.

After a moment of chaos, a hands-on voice came from the intercom: "Ms. Lin, please prepare the cash, we will leave after finishing this matter! I hope you will not break your promise!"

"Of course! We haven't cooperated once or twice, don't you believe me?" Lin Jiaojiao calmed down and said slowly.

"It is precisely because I know your methods that I will warn you again and again!"

Then there was no sound from the intercom, and a man ambushing at the entrance of the east alley slowly took out a green broken knife.

This broken knife was left by Longchuan's ancestors. Their family has been martial artists since their grandfather's generation. With their fierce knife skills, they are famous all over the country.

At that time, his grandfather used this knife in his hand to single out countless famous martial arts gyms, and finally lost to a swordsman in Tiannan.

Even so, their family's sword skills are by no means in vain. You must know that Long Chuan has been practicing swords since he was five years old.

At the age of ten, his father forced him into the mountains to fight against wolves, tigers and leopards. When he became an adult, he joined a mercenary group with his father. His father was responsible for training swordsmen for the mercenary group, and he went out with the mercenary group. , Familiar with thermal weapons.

After all, in today's world, just because you have good sword skills doesn't mean you will be invincible. After all, it is easier to kill people with hot weapons.

But if there are no hot weapons, they can use their abilities far beyond ordinary people.

Just like now.

In this country where hot weapons cannot be used, if you want to kill some top experts, you need sword hands like them to ambush.

Long Chuan touched the half-broken cyan broadsword in his hand, and let out a slow breath.

"Grandpa, back then you used this knife to cross the north and south of the river. After decades, this knife is about to see blood again!"

As his whispering footsteps in the alley got closer, Long Chuan began to stand ready, and he also saw the battle in the middle of the three-way intersection in the alley just now.

He knew that the strength of the few people who came out this time was extraordinary, so he didn't dare to underestimate them in the slightest.

The dozen or so people around him are masters who have been trained by his father himself, coupled with his tyrannical sword skills, they are believed to be capable of fighting against each other.

Long Chuan clenched the knife in his hand, and was vigilant. He counted the footsteps and guessed the distance. Just when he felt that it was about the same, he glared suddenly, and swung the knife in his hand like a frightened bird.

With a hum.

The cyan long knife held an afterimage, and when the blade flashed by, no one was seen coming out.

The knife just slid across the air, and then Long Chuan said in shock: "These people already knew that I was going to attack! Just kill them, don't give them a chance to react!"

Following Long Chuan's voice, a dozen swordsmen around rushed into the alley quickly.

But the moment they rushed into the alley, they heard a deafening roar.

I saw a burly figure suddenly bumped out, and the swordsman in the front row had no ability to resist and was pushed out.

This person is Duan Hu. With his strength, Duan Hu is like a wolf in a herd without the restriction of an alley, and their strength increases exponentially.

Not to mention that behind Duan Hu, there were Zhao Yong and Zhao Kuo. As the two rushed out of the knife hand outside, they immediately made a mess.

Holding the dagger, Zhao Yong's eyes fell on Long Chuan's body. He could feel that this man carried a dangerous aura, and it was very likely that he was a master who was not weaker than them.

But even so, Zhao Yong still didn't have the slightest thought of backing down. He swung his dagger and faced Long Chuan's blue sword.

The moment the two fought, Long Chuan also took a step back, wielding his sword vigilantly, and murderous aura erupted from his body.

He locked on to Zhao Yong, knowing that if he didn't solve this man, he would not be able to rescue his subordinates, let alone kill Chen Feifan to get the commission.

Therefore, he had to kill Zhao Yong in a short time. He was crazy, waving a big knife likewise, and there was a flash of hotness in his eyes.

Just like his grandfather traveled all over the country back then, he wielded the Long family's sword skills to the extreme.

But in the face of such a fierce and abnormal Long Chuan, Zhao Yong was still calm and composed, just as Long Chuan thought.

He didn't need to defeat Long Chuan at all, he just needed to hold him back and wait for his younger brother and Duan Hu to finish off Long Chuan's subordinates, then Long Chuan would have nothing to worry about.

But how could Long Chuan let them succeed?

The knife he swung was getting closer and closer, and more and more crazy, and those eyes exuded endless murderous intent.

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Even Zhao Yong frowned at Long Chuan's vicious and desperate fighting style. Every time he used his dagger to block the opponent's big knife, he could feel his hands going numb.

But this level of battle is much easier than the previous confrontation with some terrifying killers.

Back then, when they hadn't become the king of assassination, which battle was not life and death?

Which time is not survival?Although Long Chuan was indeed good, it would be whimsical to want to kill him.

Zhao Yong sneered, rolled his eyes, the corners of the knife hands that were quickly cleared away around them raised slightly, and swung the dagger again to block it.

Clang sound.

This time Zhao Yong used all his strength to block Long Chuan away, and then he covered his ears with lightning speed.

Swinging out the dagger in his hand, he stabbed Long Chuan's chest accurately. If the dagger goes down, he will be stabbed.

Long Chuan was afraid that he would be killed on the spot, his eyes widened in horror, and he quickly twisted his shoulders, trying to avoid the fatal blow.

But compared to Bishou's speed, he was still too slow. Although he tried his best to avoid it, Bishou only deviated slightly and still stabbed him on the shoulder.

The hand holding the big knife was completely useless, so he could only hold the knife instead, and looked around at the beaten knife hands who had no power to fight back, his expression was particularly gloomy.

The strength of the opponent exceeded his imagination, and it was clear that these people did not show their current combat effectiveness in the alley just now.

But soon he understood that it was the alley that restricted the performance of these three people. If they were outside, the group of mercenaries who surrounded them before might not even have the ability to resist.

Knowing that he was not the opponent's opponent, Long Chuan didn't dare to stay for a while, and turned his head and ran away with the blue sword in his uninjured hand.

As for those subordinates, how could his life matter?As long as there is time for such subordinates, his father can train as many as he wants.

But for a master like himself, it can be said that in this world, if one is missing, one is lost. How difficult is it to be born again?

Simply, he doesn't want commission anymore. As for that woman Lin Jiaojiao, go to tmd, this time he is considered unlucky to suffer such a big loss.