The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 253 Killer

Under the Rain Master's sect, killers emerged one generation after another. Even if the Da Zhou worshiped the Fire Cult back then and killed not one out of ten followers, it really didn't have much impact on the killers who had concealed their identities and were used to the darkness.

Xiaolu is an old assassin under Master Yu's sect. Although he is only less than 30 years old, he made his debut at the age of 15. In the past ten years, he has killed people, and he can't count them.

He has killed a lot of people, from being merciful at the beginning to being numb now, Xiaolu has grown into a qualified and excellent killer, and today, he received the next target of Rain Master, a woman, although A woman with a good status, but no knowledge of martial arts.

On the outskirts, in a restaurant, Xiaolu occupies a table to himself. There are no meals, only wine bottles. The wine is strong wine. After drinking it, it pours down the throat into the stomach. It is mellow and has endless stamina.

For killers, it's better to drink less of this kind of wine, because if the wine is too strong, it's easy to get drunk, and a killer should keep a clear head at all times.

But Xiaolu is different, he is the same as the people of the rivers and lakes, because when he is not killing people, he is an ordinary person in the rivers and lakes, walking with the wind, wandering the rivers and lakes, killing people is just a job after all, and it will not affect his enjoyment of life.

"Old rules, this is what you want, but this time I want to raise it by another [-]%, and the market is not good now, and my income is not as good as half of what you earn."

A man who seemed to be a servant came to Xiaolu's side. In his hand was a porcelain vase with thick and short fingers, which seemed to be a treasure in the world. He asked him to take care of it carefully, lest he accidentally fall to the ground.

This poison was refined and extracted with precious poisons. It only needs a small drop. No matter how powerful your internal strength is, you will bleed to death from seven holes in a short period of time. It is the only magic weapon for killing people.

"Yes, but I want you to help me find a person, what she likes, what she eats for three meals, who she sees every day, and even the color of her clothes, I need to know."

Xiaolu smiled, although he looked very ordinary, but his smile was very warm and sunny, which made people look very comfortable.

A person who looks gloomy and chilling on the outside is by no means a qualified killer, because he can't even do the bare minimum of camouflage.

"This person? It's a little troublesome, but it's not impossible. Forget it, this time I didn't notify you and asked for [-]% more, which is considered compensation for you."

The boy took the note from Xiaolu, frowned, then smiled, nodded in response, and turned to the other table. It was a man with a broken palm, and blood was still oozing from the bandaged wound.

Xiaolu raised his head and took a sip of strong wine, put away the small porcelain bottle, and staggered away from the wine shop. He looked at the sky outside, it was clearly noon, but it was cloudy, the wind was howling, and another heavy snow was coming.

The Lin family is a well-known family in the Qingjiang Mansion. The ancestors entered the officialdom to study literature, and the descendants entered the rivers and lakes to learn martial arts. Over the years, they have punished rape and eliminated evil. Maybe the power is not second to none, but the reputation is absolutely thunderous.

The Lin family's house is very large, occupying a large stretch of land to the west of Qingjiangfu City. There are a total of 76 members of the direct Jiazhi family, plus servants, and hundreds of people live.

Although the huge family is organized by the established family rules, it is inevitable that there will be omissions, and this is also an entry point for Xiaolu to complete the task.

Lu Juan is the concubine of the Lin family's grandson, but because of her beautiful appearance and graceful figure, she is extremely favored by her husband's family. Even if she makes a big mistake, she is only locked in and not given up.

"Ma'am, this is your favorite white fungus porridge. The servant girl went to the kitchen to make it for you. You should try it."

Although Xiaohuan is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, she was promoted to be Lu Juan's personal maid because of her dexterous mind, sweet mouth and hard work. In just half a year, she became Lu Juan's confidant. Not smart.

"Let's put it down, I've been imprisoned for such a long time, and you are the only one who still treats me like before. Alas, my husband is really cruel, obviously I admit it wrong, why don't you let me go out of the house?"

Lu Juan has willow-leaf eyebrows, a cherry mouth, and a round face like a jade plate. Although she is not a beauty with a melon-shaped face in the traditional sense, she is extremely rich and majestic. She is the Wangfu face that is very popular among the physiognomists. But at this time, her brows are tightly frowned, a little more sad.

"Madam, don't worry, this is a gesture made by the old man to others, and the old man can't help it.

But as long as the limelight passes, the master will definitely intercede for you. Speaking of which, those warriors are too stupid to kill even a small policeman. "

Xiaohuan observed the words and expressions, and naturally knew Lu Juan's hatred for Xiang Yang and the ordinary policeman. By replying, she severely belittled the other party, which could be regarded as expressing her position in front of Lu Juan, and further shortened the relationship between master and servant.

Sure enough, upon hearing what Xiaohuan said, Lu Juan's brows became more murderous, her phoenix eyebrows were raised, and she looked at Xiaohuan more intimately and softly, and she slowly picked up the steaming white fungus porridge , blew on it, and took a sip.

Looking at the white fungus, Lu Juan's eyes were hazy again. This is not something expensive, and what she likes is not the taste, but this small bowl of porridge, full of brother and sister's friendship.

Lu Juan lost her father when she was young, and they depended on each other for life. Later, Lu Hu joined the gang and became a pawn, fighting all day long, but barely maintained the two people's daily needs.

I still remember Lu Juan’s 12th birthday, when Lu Hu suffered two wounds and bled profusely, he bought a bowl of tremella porridge from a restaurant to celebrate her birthday, and she drank it in tears.

The brothers and sisters struggled and struggled, and finally ushered in a good day. She married into the Lin family and gained support. With the help of the Lin family, Lu Rover also gained influence. Everything was so beautiful, but in the end, it was destroyed by those goddamn policemen. up.

Kacha, the more Lu Juan thought about it, the more she hated it. She threw the white fungus porridge in her hand to the ground, and was about to say something, but her throat was so dry that she couldn't say anything.

At the same time, under Xiaohuan's frightened gaze, Lu Juan's eyes, ears, mouth, nose and seven orifices were bleeding, and she pointed to herself, and she fell to the ground not long after.

A sharp howl sounded, quickly attracting the attention of the masters of the Lin family who were secretly guarding outside. Seeing this, they immediately took Xiaohuan under control, and at the same time reported it to the Patriarch to track down the murderer.

On the other side, in the kitchen, a rough-faced woman honestly asked the manager for a short leave, left from the back door of Lin's house, walked about a street, and just took off the human skin mask in a deserted place, rubbing off the smeared on her body The medicine powder, which restores the man's identity, is Xiaolu.

He pretended to be a woman, so that people didn't see the slightest sense of disobedience, and he imitated others so vividly, it was really amazing.

The purpose of the killer is to kill. As for the methods, they vary widely, as long as the task can be completed.

Some people use their own force and like to take risks lightly, but in the eyes of Xiaolu, they are reckless fools who will fall into the hands of others sooner or later.

"Before I came to Lin's house, I learned about Lu Juan's diet, likes and dislikes in detail, and observed Lin's house for ten days. Finally, I found an opportunity. With the help of disguise, bone shrinking skills, voice-changing skills, and quick reactions, even people were scared. It is professional to complete the task without seeing it.”

Xiaolu's eyes flickered, he turned his head to look at Lin's family for the last time, and shook his head, this task is difficult to say, but also easy to say, it is really for young killers to do it, nine out of ten will die, because they are not detailed enough.

The Lin Mansion is heavily guarded and there are many masters. With Xiang Yang's martial arts today, he dare not take risks. He can only entrust the Rain Division of the Fire Worship Cult to take Lu Juan's life. Except for the top masters, the killers who come here are just In vain.

As for Xiaolu, relying on his own ability to easily complete the task, it can only be said that Xiang Yang was really on the right track when he asked Rain Master to cooperate.

And he should be thankful, if the people who are going to assassinate him are not those fledgling young people, but an extremely skilled and professional killer like Xiaolu, then it's really hard to say who will have the last laugh.

(End of this chapter)