In addition to guarding against Xiao Zheng, Mister Zhao also had to guard against Ye Shiguan's subordinates. Even Li Mubai and Chen Chong were loyal to them and not Mister Zhao's confidants.
When these people all died under Mister Zhao's conspiracy, how could their subordinates just watch Mister Zhao ascend to the top and enjoy glory all the way?
Therefore, the Zhao Family had an impenetrable security system. And once Mister Zhao went out and left the Zhao Family. This powerful security system would also move accordingly. It would always guard Mister Zhao's side.
The banquet venue, the stairs, the hotel entrance, and even the parking lot were all equipped with a perfect security system. At least in the foreseeable future, the security system arranged for Mister Zhao wouldn't be lifted. It would only become more and more strict.
Ding dong.
The elevator door opened and Mister Zhao went straight to the car with two security guards leading the way. Behind him, there were also two extremely cool security guards tailing him. Ah Si, who was walking side by side, was very professional and looked around to prevent any accidents from happening.
But when Mister Zhao was still some distance away from the car, he suddenly stopped. He frowned slightly, tilted his head and said, "Where are the people you arranged?"
This was a question, but it was more like a statement.
Where are they?
As a key defense area, as far as Mister Zhao knew, Ah Si had arranged no less than ten top security guards in the parking lot. But when Mister Zhao left the elevator and walked to the car, he found that the surroundings were strangely quiet. There was no sound.
When Ah Si heard this, his heart suddenly tightened and he quickly used the communication device to contact the security guards hiding nearby.
After several consecutive contacts, Ah Si's face immediately became nervous.
Yes.
He couldn't get in touch with them.
Not a single person could be contacted.
This made Ah Si couldn't help but feel nervous. It should be known that these people were all secret sentries, hidden in the dark to protect Mister Zhao's bodyguards. Why did they all go missing?
There was only one answer.
They were all killed!
"Protect Mister Zhao and leave!" Ah Si quickly responded after a shudder. He ordered the four security guards to escort Mister Zhao into the elevator. But it was too late. The moment he gave the order, a black shadow appeared out of thin air and rushed toward Mister Zhao like lightning.
The other party's movement was very fast. As soon as it appeared, the air was filled with the thick smell of blood. Before Ah Si could even see the other party's face clearly, two bodyguards beside him fell to the ground and lay in a pool of blood.
"Stop him!"
Ah Si ordered the other two bodyguards to face the enemy, but he covered Mister Zhao as he approached the elevator. He knew that only by entering the elevator could he quickly get out of danger. However, when he covered Mister Zhao to approach the elevator, he was shocked to find that the button beside the elevator had been completely destroyed. There was no way to open the elevator door.
Was this also arranged by the other party?
When Ah Si turned his head nervously and looked at the assassin, the other two bodyguards who tried to pull out their guns to kill the assassin also fell to the ground. He didn't even have the chance to pull the trigger with his index finger.
Only then did Ah Si clearly see the assassin hidden under the dim light.
Wasn't that Xiao Zheng who was sitting next to Mister Zhao an hour ago?
At this moment, he was holding a blood-stained blade in his hand. The smile on his face from the charity banquet had disappeared, replaced by an extremely cold killing intent. It was so overwhelming that it made one's hair stand on end.
Yes, Ah Si, who had been in the underworld for almost ten years, had never seen a person who could have such a terrifying pressure and killing intent. It was as if he was born to be an executioner, killing for a living. He was as terrifying as a demon, making one's blood turn cold.
For the past ten years, he had been following Ye Shiguan. It wasn't that he hadn't thought about assassinating Ye Shiguan. It wasn't that he hadn't thought about ending Ye Shiguan's glory earlier. But he didn't have the chance, and Ye Shiguan didn't give him such a chance. Even if the two of them were together day and night, and Ye Shiguan regarded him as his number one confidant. He didn't have the chance to make a move at all, and he didn't have the confidence to kill him with one blow.
In Siyan's eyes, Ye Shiguan was already one of the top experts on the Pearl Road. He was an expert who, other than sneak attacks and group attacks, had no other way to kill him head-on.
It was only at this moment that he realized why Ye Shiguan didn't dare to fight with Xiao Zheng from the beginning. Even when he was humiliated in public, he didn't fight back. He didn't dare to fight back —
It wasn't that Ye Shiguan was tolerant enough, nor was it that he was considerate of the overall situation. It was purely because Ye Shiguan clearly knew that if he fought with Xiao Zheng, there would always be only one result: being humiliated or killed even more cruelly.
Now, Ah Si finally understood. He understood.
He was also afraid.
This was a true expert, a top expert who could kill people without a trace, in the blink of an eye. Even if he was facing four fully armed bodyguards, he could kill them all in an instant, not giving them any chance to fight back. And it looked like he didn't use any strength at all. It was even easier than killing a few ants.
"Xiao Zheng, what are you doing?" Ah Si, who was blocking in front of Master Zhao, stared at Xiao Zheng with full attention, and said with a vigilant expression.
"Not obvious enough?" Xiao Zheng didn't hesitate at all, and calmly approached the two of them. There was a strong murderous intent lingering between his brows. It was as if it was real and shocking.
"Are you sure you want to assassinate Minister Li's distinguished guest?" Ah Si said through gritted teeth. "Aren't you afraid of being hunted down by both the underworld and the underworld?"
In Ah Si's view, whether it was himself or Master Zhao, it seemed that they didn't have the ability to fight against Xiao Zheng. Forced to do so, he could only choose to frighten them.
"Distinguished guest?" Xiao Zheng walked toward the two of them with a cold face, and spat out a sentence from between his teeth. "Whoever kills my brother, even the King of Hell will cross his name off the Book of Life and Death!"
Whoosh!
Xiao Zheng's figure leaped forward, and like a sharp blade, he charged toward the two of them as easily as breaking dry weeds and smashing rotten wood. He swung the blade!
Swoosh!
As the blade approached, Xiao Zheng suddenly felt the sharp murderous intent behind him. In just an instant, the seemingly tangible murderous intent had already approached.
Hey!
Xiao Zheng tiptoed, and his body suddenly flipped in the air, a backflip that was more standard than the national gymnasts, and accurately avoided a blade that was shot at him at high speed.
Clang!
When he landed, the blade that was shot from behind also pierced into the hard ground with a clang. It stirred up a buzzing sound. It was intimidating.
The blade was sharp and slender, the curve was slightly curved, and the handle was enough to be held by two hands. It was clearly a Japanese samurai sword that was often seen in movies and television. The only difference was that the samurai sword that was pierced into the ground seemed to be injected with life, releasing a powerful momentum. It seemed that it didn't need to be used by people, as long as it was given an order, it could kill a thousand people.
"You're finally here."
Behind him, in addition to the strong and steady footsteps, there was such a sentence that had clearly been waiting for a long time. It was as if, he had been waiting impatiently, as if, he had been waiting impatiently.
Who was this person?
Xiao Zheng didn't need to turn around to know the identity of the other party.
Yamamoto.
The top killer known as the number one samurai in Japan. The super expert who once ranked first in the world's killer list.
Xiao Zheng slowly turned around, only to see a tall and slender Yamamoto dressed in a black robe strolling over. His steps were very steady, his eyes were very sharp, and his whole body was shrouded in a layer of seemingly substantial killing intent. It seemed that with just a glance, he could completely shatter a person's self-confidence. And on his waist, there was a samurai sword hanging on each side. The scabbard on the left side was empty, and his right hand was firmly holding the hilt, as steady as a mountain.
However, the moment Xiao Zheng turned around, he coldly spat out a very sarcastic sentence: "Lack of money to spend?"
"Hmm?" Yamamoto's thick eyebrows raised, a touch of surprise flashed in his cold eyes, and he said coldly. "You know me?"
"The master who ranked first in the world's killer list for three years in a row. It's hard not to know. "Xiao Zheng said indifferently.
Hearing Xiao Zheng's detailed understanding of his confidence, Yamamoto was even more confused. He frowned and said: "Are you also an insider? No wonder you're so arrogant. "
Xiao Zheng sneered: "An insider has the capital to be arrogant?" After a pause, Xiao Zheng said with sharp eyes. "It seems that you're more arrogant than me."
Yamamoto's face turned cold, and he said indifferently: "Tell me your name. I don't kill nameless people. "
"Judge."
After saying that, Xiao Zheng brandished his sword and rose. Like a fierce tiger that broke free from its cage, he roared and chopped towards Yamamoto's head!
Judge?!
The moment Xiao Zheng announced his name, Yamamoto's face clearly flashed a trace of astonishment.
Yes.
Mister Zhao told him that the person he wanted to kill was Xiao Zheng. But Yamamoto didn't know who Xiao Zheng was. Even if Mister Zhao gave him all the information about Xiao Zheng. But Mister Zhao himself didn't know what relationship Xiao Zheng had with Judge. How could Yamamoto know?
However, the moment Yamamoto heard the two words Judge. He knew that tonight was destined to be the cruelest bloody battle of his life!
Who was Judge?
Even if Xiao Zheng said it, Mister Zhao might not know. But Yamamoto, who was always paying attention to the information in the circle, was clear!
A rare A-class team leader, recently suddenly killed his way from tenth place to first place on the global killer list. And because of Xiao Zheng's rapid progress, even the A-class team he was in was suggested to be promoted to S-class. To become the world's only S-class team! King's army!
How could Yamamoto not know such a person who was in the limelight?
Even though — even though when Xiao Zheng became the world's killer king, many experts on the list expressed slight dissatisfaction. They even thought that many of his achievements were just boasting. However, their dissatisfaction was limited to words and couldn't be put into action. Because everyone knew that as the leader of a mercenary team, Xiao Zheng still had such a brilliant achievement. This was enough to prove that if he acted alone, he would only create even more brilliant achievements. In other words, Xiao Zheng's title as the world's number one was genuine and without a doubt!
This point, Yamamoto, who had once set foot on the peak, was clearer than anyone else!
It was also because of this that Yamamoto's expression suddenly changed after Xiao Zheng announced his name. He believed that tonight's battle would be the cruelest battle of his life.
Xiao Zheng was already approaching. Yamamoto's palm that was pressing on the hilt of the blade also secretly exerted force. When Xiao Zheng's blade chopped down, Yamamoto suddenly pulled out his blade. Under the dim yellow light, a dazzling cold light suddenly flashed, extremely sharp as it chopped towards Xiao Zheng.
Tonight, he wanted to return to the peak and use the Judge's blood as a sacrifice to the blade!
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