Chapter 1549 If You Don't Leave, I Won't Give up (157)

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Long Zhutian let go of Yang Zimei's hand and separated her from her.

At this time, Yang Zimei was observing the feng shui of a building.

This building looks like the layout of the nine palaces flying stars, but it has changed slightly, and it contains thousands of changes. At different angles, it absorbs the spiritual energy from all sides.

This kind of change in Feng Shui pattern is something she has never seen before, it is very strange.

Could it be the arrangement of the half behind Jiugong Feixing?

Previously in City B, I saw that Junior Brother Meng Tianxiao's house also contained the changes of Jiugong Feixing. However, the changes were superficial. After a little deduction with her master, she had completely solved it.

And this, and that, are different, giving people a feeling that the changes are more limitless.

Looking at this building, it has only been built, and it is only thirty years old.

Could it be that in this capital, there is a Feng Shui master who is more powerful than himself and his master?

Long Zhutian saw that she only paid attention to the building in front of her, but did not realize that he had let go of her hand, and his heart was even more lost.

He stood silently behind her, looking at her slightly raised face.

She was beautiful and clean, her hair swayed gently with the breeze, and the golden sunlight poured down, adding a bit of beauty to her.

She is such a girl, agile, detached, capable, like a fallen elf.

He looked down at his empty arm again.

He knew that he was not an ordinary person either, but in front of her, there was always a bit more earthly vulgarity.

Now, with a broken arm, she can't even give her a full hug.

How do you feel about yourself?

Just thinking about it, I suddenly felt a fierce murderous aura behind me.

Since he was a child, the bloody storm has made him quite sensitive to murderous intent.

What's more, the murderous aura I feel is very strong now.

He didn't even think about it, he stretched his arms around Yang Zimei and rolled over...

A bullet whizzed past their heads.

It was at this time that Long Zhutian had also found the killer's location. He let go of Yang Zimei, like a ghost, and swept past at an astonishing speed.

Before people could react to what happened, they saw him like a tiger, throwing the killer who wanted to escape to the ground.

With a few clicks, the killer's limbs and bone marrow were completely severed, like a puddle of mud, soft to the ground, and lifeless, except for the horror in his eyes.

Yang Zimei also flew over.

The bullet just now came at her.

"Day by day, see who he is."

Yang Zimei worried that Long Zhutian would kill him directly, and said hurriedly.

"I know him."

Long Zhutian picked up the killer, "He is Wen Ting, the seventh-ranked killer in the world."

"Oh?"

Yang Zimei also opened his eyes to see that the killer was named Wen Ting. His parents died when he was a child, and he was trained as a super killer by the International Killer Organization.

In his body, there is also a strong yin and evil resentment, it can be seen that in his body, there are not many people killed.

"Say!"

Long Zhutian's hand changed from holding Wen Ting's collar to grabbing his neck, "Who hired you!"

Although Wen Ting's sternum was broken by Long Zhutian, he was a well-trained killer after all. He had the kind of toughness and endurance that ordinary people did not have.

Because of the severe pain, he only frowned slightly, and did not show a painful cry.

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