C179 Ghost
C179 Ghost
Wang Jun and Li Gang were afraid that the car behind them would suspect them, so they got out of the car together. They stood on top of the car, took off their pants, and started to pee.
The car with light drove to the back of the Great Wall SUV and slowly stopped.
"Huh?" Wang Jun and Li Gang looked at each other and noticed something strange. They quickly pulled up their pants and put their hands behind their backs to grab their pistols.
The door of the car opened and a man in white came out.
His whole body was snow white, including his long hair. His white hair fluttered in the night wind.
However, his facial features could not be seen clearly. Because the face of the man in white was also as white as the clothes he was wearing!
Ghost!
Even though Li Gang and Wang Jun were the best of Hua Mannyu's bodyguards, at this moment and place... Seeing a thing with long white hair appear in front of him, he still shivered all over. At the same time, they thought of the word "ghost."
After getting out of the car, the man in white slowly walked towards them. There was no sound at all under his feet, as if he had been blown over by the wind.
"You, who are you?" Wang Jun stared at the man in white. When he saw the shadow of the man in white on the ground, he knew that the man in white was not a ghost.
It was said that ghosts did not have shadows.
The man in white didn't say anything. He just walked two meters in front of them and stopped. He just coldly faced Wang Jun and Li Gang.
The air was gloomy, and the river water was whimpering.
"Who are you? What do you want to do?" Li Gang boldly asked again. As soon as the words left his mouth, he immediately thought of a piece of news that he had read in the newspaper. His pupils suddenly shrank as he shouted in a low voice, "I know, you are Ghost Chariot!"
The "Ji Nan Times" said that late at night on August 12th, the Hand of God of K Country, who had come all the way to China's Ji Nan to die, had been fulfilled by a man in white who even had white hair.
From that day on, the mysterious Assassin King Ghost Chariot of the world had finally revealed his true colors in front of the world. Anyone who had read the newspaper would know that Ghost Chariot was a man with white hair.
Li Gang and Wang Jun had naturally read the newspaper as well. However, they were shocked by the strange appearance of the man in white and did not remember it immediately.
The man in white spoke. It was a woman's voice.
If the voice of this woman in white was not gloomy and cold, her voice should be very pleasant to hear. "You guys tell me where Chu Yang is. I can spare your lives."
Chu Yang? Ghost Chariot had come for Chu Yang!
Wang Jun and Li Gang looked at each other, their eyes filled with disbelief. Why was that kid related to Ghost Chariot?
"I'll give you two another chance to live. Tell me where Chu Yang is."
"We don't know who Chu Yang is." Li Gang took a deep breath, took out his pistol, and pointed it at the man in white. "Now, please leave immediately. If not..."
Before Li Gang could finish, the man in white suddenly moved. He was really like a ghost that was blown by the wind, drifting leisurely and leisurely, but at an extremely fast speed, he threw himself into Li Gang's arms. It was as if there was a flash of cold light, and then he jumped to the left like a spring. In an instant, it was in front of Wang Jun. A sharp knife with a bloody scent was pressed against his throat. "Don't move."
As the man in white said the word "don't move," his right hand, which was holding the gun, fell to the ground. Then he let out a long scream. "Ah..."
Li Gang's voice was like Night Owlet's cry. It was soft and long, and then he suddenly fell to the ground.
Wang Jun had never been so afraid in front of him, really. Before he became Hua Mannyu's bodyguard, he had obtained very outstanding results in the special service team in Beijing Military Region. He had also carried out a few secret missions. He was the kind of person who would get more excited after seeing blood.
But now, Wang Jun was afraid. He was really afraid because he had never felt this kind of death at such a close distance.
Cold and lonely.
"Tell me where Chu Yang is. Otherwise, death will be your most comfortable relief." The man in white moved slightly, and the blade drilled into Wang Jun's skin. Blood flowed out like a small snake.
Death was the scariest thing. However, the man in white actually said that death was the best relief. With Wang Jun's intelligence, he knew very well that if he didn't say it, the man in white would immediately use a method he had never heard of before. He would torture and interrogate him.
It wouldn't be wrong at all!
Wang Jun was not Hua Mannyu's suicide soldier. He was just a bodyguard who supported his family to earn money. In some accidents, he could willingly block bullets for Hua Mannyu. But this did not mean that he had the courage to endure the torture and interrogation of the man in white. So after a moment of silence, he said, "Are you really Ghost Chariot?"
The man in white shook his head. "I am not Ghost Chariot."
"Who are you?"
"My surname is Shang, and my name is Shaang Lige," said the man in white. The man in white seemed to understand Wang Jun's thoughts, so he patiently answered his question.
"Shaang Lige?"
"A long time ago, someone called me Night Owlet."
Five years ago, there was no such thing as "Ghost Chariot" in the world.
On the international assassin list, "Night Owlet" was the number one Assassin King.
Night Owlet, surnamed Shang, named Lige. Female, five years ago she was 23 years old. She was originally from China. She was best at knives, erratic movement techniques, and long-range tracking.
When Shaang Lige was seven years old, she helped people sell cigarettes and drinks in the underground boxing ring in Taekwondo. When she was thirteen, she went on stage to fight, and when she was nineteen, she became the overlord of the Taekwondo field. When she was twenty-one, she changed her profession to a professional killer and became Assassin King a year later. People called him "Night Owlet!"
Five years ago, when Night Owlet was 23 years old, she sneaked into the capital of Huaxia to carry out an assassination mission. She met the number one expert in the inner circle, "the Iron Cross King, Hua Canyu. After a round of competition, Night Owlet fled with injuries. From then on, she did not know what to do.
After Night Owlet disappeared for a year, the current Assassin King, Ghost Chariot, appeared in the international assassin world.
"Night Owlet? You, weren't you killed by Hua Canyu five years ago?! ” Five years ago, the Iron Cross King, Hua Canyu, severely injured Assassin King and Night Owlet. Wang Jun had heard about it before, but never in his dreams did he expect it to happen. The legendary Night Owlet would appear in front of him today.
"I didn't die, that's why I became like this." Shaang Lige slowly withdrew the knife and took a step back. "After saying the answer I want, you can leave safely."
"Okay, I will tell you. But after I tell you, you have to help me get rid of my worries." Wang Jun was silent for a moment and made his request.
Wang Jun's worries were that he was afraid Hua Mannyu would find out about his betrayal. Will take revenge on him and his family. How could he not let Hua Mannyu know that he had betrayed her? The only way was to silence Li Gang and Shanshan. Although this request was very cruel, it was very smart.
"Okay, I promise you." Shaang Lige agreed to Wang Jun's request without hesitation.
"Chu Yang is in the 15th villa of Sunshine Lingxiu City. There is a secret room behind the cabinet of the restaurant. As for how to enter the secret room, I don't know."
"Did you forget something?" Shaang Lige lowered her head and took a step back.
"No more." Shaang Lige's action of retreating made Wang Jun slightly relieved. However, just as he was about to say, "I can leave now, right?" When he said this, the woman in white, the ghost-like woman in white. A cold light flashed, and then she stopped.
Silence, everything, including life.
Shaang Lige took a step back to prepare for the fastest surprise attack.
Looking at Wang Jun who was lying on the ground with blood spurting out of his throat, Shaang Lige said faintly, "Five years ago, Night Owlet's promise was worth a thousand gold coins, but she died five years ago. I'm sorry, that man now calls me Lao Jiu, and not Night Owlet. So I can go back on my word."
Shaang Lige pulled out another Army Thorn and stabbed at Wang Jun and Li Gang's hearts. Then, she opened the car door.
There was a woman called San San in the car.
"Ah, you are also a poor woman." Shaang Lige slowly took back the Army Thorn she raised. She untied the nylon bag and turned around to get into the car she drove. She hung it upside down and the car screamed as it retreated.
The river water whimpered and the moonlight was cold. Everything around them was so peaceful.
Ten minutes later, a woman's terrified scream rang out from the eight hundred meters east of Qing He...
August 20th, 8.12pm, Shaang Lige came in from the back window of villa number 15 in Sunshine Lingxiu City.
Under the back wall, there were five corpses of bodyguards whose throats had been slit and their chests had a triangular-shaped wound.
As the former Assassin King, he had silently taken the lives of five bodyguards. It wasn't too difficult for Shaang Lige. The difficult part was that she was not used to using Army Thorn every time she killed. She used this to leave Ghost Chariot's special way of killing. But she still had to use that thing. This made her feel unhappy sometimes.
However, there were definitely people who were even more unhappy than she was. Those people who had their throats cut open and their chests stabbed again.
Shaang Lige walked out of the room and slowly walked to the staircase to look down.
The empty hall was brightly lit and thick sky-blue curtains hung on the doors and windows. An old woman in her fifties was wiping her hands as she walked out of the restaurant.
Shaang Lige slowly raised her saber. Flying Dagger, three inches wide and seven inches long.
As long as the old woman raised her head and looked over, she would not hesitate to throw the Flying Dagger into her throat!
Shaang Lige's best record of using the Flying Dagger was that she stabbed a fly on a light bulb that was nineteen meters away from her, but the light bulb was safe and sound.
One. If a person's gaze was not good, it could also play a life-saving role.
The old woman did not see Shaang Lige on the second floor at all. She just put the towel on her shoulder. She shook her head and sighed, then walked into the room on the left. Then, the sound of the lock falling rang in Shaang Lige's ears. She put away the knife.