C164 Family Contradictions
C164 Family Contradictions
The other person had already jumped into the room.
He couldn't afford to be careless. If the other party were to stab Du Huanyu in the back, then all his efforts would be in vain.
Thinking up to here, Wu Shangwen leaped up and followed, his feet felt as if they were stepping on a spring.
Just as he jumped into the room through the window, he suddenly heard a sharp gust of wind from behind him, which he lowered his head to flash.
"Chi!"
A sharp sound of something tearing through the air rang out. A large cold light flashed past the back of their heads like lightning, its speed was so fast that it left people speechless. Such skill was far from the two people who were killed by Wu Zewen earlier, so it seemed like this person should be the leader of the three.
After Wu Zewen lowered his body to dodge the attack, he turned around and swept his leg backwards. His speed was so fast that a sonic boom sounded in the air.
At the same time, he could clearly see that the newcomer was dressed in a black outfit. From head to toe, only a pair of eagle-like eyes were revealed which shot out two ferocious rays of light.
Since he had arrived in the capital half a year ago, he had met with quite a few opponents, including Xiao San, who had died in the jail, and the Five Tigers of the Capital, whom Chen Xiaotian had invited. These people were all well-known figures in the capital city, and their hands were stained with the blood of quite a number of people.
However, compared to the man in black in front of him, they were obviously not on the same level. They lacked a frightening killing intent.
Although they were both killing, there was a difference between killing a normal person or thug, and killing an elite expert. Xiao San and the people killed by the Five Tigers belonged to the former; even though they had killing intent, it was far from being able to intimidate people.
"Who are you?"
He felt that it was impossible for someone with such skills to not have a name in the martial arts world. After asking around, he could then find out who the fourth elder was.
Unexpectedly, the black-clothed man didn't even respond. With a cold snort, he stomped hard on the ground. His entire body was like a leopard as he pounced towards Wu Shangwen, aiming for his throat with his long blade.
The cold glint on the blade was extremely eerie, as if it had come from hell itself. The entire room was filled with a suffocating aura of death.
This man in black's sabresmanship was insidious and hard to guard against, even after learning from the old man for so many years, he had never seen such a sharp and insidious sabresmanship. If it wasn't for the fact that his power had increased tremendously recently, this sabre would have taken his life.
In a moment of desperation, Wu Liangwen raised his hands and used his palms to meet the blade. With a wave of his hands, countless afterimages seemed to envelop the entire room, ripping apart the suffocating killing intent brought by the black clothed man.
A trace of surprise flashed through the black-clothed man's eyes. It was as if he had entered into a world formed by the palm of a phantom. It was impossible to tell which was the real one and which was the fake one.
Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!
The black clothed man's grand sabre turned from a spike to a sharp blade. The saber that gave off a sense of hope shattered the surrounding afterimages of his palm into pieces.
Wu Shangwen felt a sharp pain coming from his palm. This was the first time he was injured since he casted the Soul Locking Hand of the Shen family. This showed just how terrifying this black-clothed man's power was.
Without pausing, Wu Liangwen pushed the zhenqi within his body to the limits of his Soul Locking Hand. The entire room seemed to be filled with the afterimages of his large hand, making one feel dizzy and dazzled.
At this moment, the black-clothed man suddenly felt a formless hand locking onto his throat at lightning speed. At this moment, an irresistible sense of terror arose in his mind, causing him to break out in cold sweat.
His figure immediately retreated explosively as the great blade in his hand hacked forward with a 'chi chi chi chi' sound. Streams of intimidating cold air shot out from the sharp blades in all directions, as if wanting to tear this boundless terror apart.
Just as the two of them were having an intense fight, a clamor came from the living room.
"Resume, are you alright?" "Who has the guts to barge into a house at night?"
As he spoke, the sound of footsteps gradually drew closer.
At this time, the black clothed man had already fought with Wu Shangwen for twenty-six moves, yet he still did not have the chance to kill the three of them who were lying on the bed.
With a swoosh, a saber fiercely chopped towards Wu Zewen. Next, a black mist rose from the place where he stood with a bang, filling the entire room.
Wu Shangwen hurriedly retreated, forcing himself into a corner near Du Huayu's and the other two's bed. From this distance, he could clearly sense the three's safety.
The smoke only lasted for about three to four seconds before it disappeared. The man in black was nowhere to be seen.
At this moment, Wu Shangwen discovered that there was a large wound on his palm. From the looks of it, if it were just a little more, then he wouldn't even need to use his entire hand anymore.
He quickly pulled a piece of cloth from the side and bandaged the wound. He had to stop the bleeding.
Just then, the door opened.
Feng Kangting walked in and saw that the black smog in the room had become incomparably tense and doubtful, especially after seeing Wu Shangwen injured. The muscles on his face tightened.
"Don't worry about your injuries, let me take a look!"
"It's nothing. It's just some superficial wounds."
"It's easy to get infected if you don't treat your skin well."
As Feng Kangting spoke, he took out some medicinal alcohol and gauze from the drawer in his room and unwrapped the cloth strip wrapped around his wrist. After disinfecting it with alcohol, he smeared the medicine on it and then wrapped it with gauze again.
Seeing that nothing serious had happened, he finally relaxed.
"Who are those people?" Is he really here to kill Du Huayu and the other two? "
Wu Zewen nodded and said, "That's right, they are here to kill Du Huayu and the other two to silence us. There is no need to ask, they are definitely the men sent by number four of the Black Dragon Gang."
"What kind of clothes?"
Feng Kangting seemed very concerned about this.
"There were a total of three people. Two of them were severely injured by my attacks, and they're currently lying in the courtyard. The person I fought with was a man in black clothes, and he was quite skilled."
In fact, those two people had already been killed by Wu Shangwen, but in order to not get into some unnecessary trouble, he could only say this because he and Feng Kangting had only just gotten to know each other. Although the other person was his master's friend and had come back to help him. However, as the saying goes, a man's heart is separated from his stomach, so he had to guard against it.
As for leaving the yard and seeing the two dead, that would be an easy explanation. He would say that the man in black killed them to keep their mouths shut while he was running away.
"A black suit …" And the black smoke... "Come, let's go outside and take a look."
After which, he turned around and walked out, with Wu Zewen following behind him.
At this time, Zhao Mingzhi was still curled up on the bed in fright.
While the latter was surprised, he didn't find the two injured people. He only found two bunches of black ash, which were the same color as the black smoke, and had a shape similar to broken glass. He put it under his nose to smell, yet was still able to smell a terrible stench.
"What is this thing?" Those two people were clearly severely injured by me just now, how could they have disappeared?! "
The man in black couldn't have dragged two corpses with him.
Feng Kangting didn't say anything. He picked up a handful of black ash from the ground and placed it in his hand. With a light twist, the glass grit turned into flour. A gust of wind blew over, and the dust disappeared without a trace.
"This, this, how is this possible, could it be that they …?"
Feng Kangting's face was filled with shock. However, the black ash in front of him was as terrifying as the poison in the world.
He had a bad premonition when he saw the black smoke in the room, but he didn't expect that this premonition would actually turn into reality.
"What's wrong, Uncle Zhao?" Where are those black clothed people from? "
Wu Shangwen couldn't help but ask Feng Kangting when he saw him in a daze.
"He, he, they … "It's too frightening. I thought they had disappeared, but who would have thought that I would see them again twenty years later."
Feng Kangting looked a little incoherent from fear.
"Twenty years gone. Uncle Zhao, do you know where they came from? Who the hell are they? "
Feng Kangting was a person with an extremely high social status. An existence that he feared could be imagined how terrifying it was.
"Help me up!"
After Feng Kangting saw this black ash, it was as if all the energy in his body had been sucked out.
Wu Zewen quickly helped him up and went back into the living room. He sat on the sofa and poured him a cup of water.
At this time, Zhao Mingzhi also walked out from the room.
"You scared me to death just now. Seeing that the two of you are fine, I feel relieved. "Dad, who are these people?"
Zhao Minzhi sat down next to her father, while Wu Shangwen sat beside her.
He was really envious of his own hands!
Wu Zewen recalled that gentle grab and couldn't help but to recall it in his heart. However, he could tell that Zhao Mingzhi's expression was normal.
Feng Kangting drank a mouthful of water, adjusted his mood, and then slowly said.
"If I'm not wrong, the black-clothed men you saw should be assassins from the island countries. They appeared in the capital city 20 years ago, and during that time they seemed to have had several conflicts with your Shen family. You have to go back and ask Old Shay about this. "
Upon hearing that the assassins of these island countries were related to their own families, Wu Zewen's expression immediately turned serious and he began to listen seriously.
Feng Kangting continued, "The assassins of the island are different from the usual assassins. They form an employment alliance, face the world, and specifically take on the high-end missions of each country, assassinate international personnel who are important to them, and even participate in military secrets activities. Even the international counter-terrorism organizations have expressed a headache towards them. "