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Chapter 186 The killing array of fellow disciples in the manor

Jiang Zheng's slap was so hard that half of Zhao E's face immediately became swollen.

But this moment did make Zhao E sober up a lot, knowing that the matter was not over yet.

Yes... Mi'er has just gone to the manor now, and the person is not necessarily dead.

If we rush there now, we might have the last chance to rescue her.

After reacting, Zhao E quickly told Jiang Zheng the address of the manor and pleaded:

"Please, I must save her. As long as I can save her, I will do anything you want."

".You still have some conscience."

Looking at Zhao E's appearance, Jiang Zheng could probably understand how she felt.

Obviously, during this protracted phone conversation, it was not just Mi'er who regarded Zhao E as her mother.

Zhao E obviously also developed feelings for this little girl and vaguely regarded her as her own daughter.

Speaking of which, Zhao E was also unmarried and had no children. She was alone and had no other relatives.

Therefore, the process of calling Mi'er also gave her a warm feeling of communicating with relatives.

Of course, she also knew very well that all this was fake, and the so-called warmth was based on huge lies.

But even if the foundation of their relationship is fake, Zhao E still doesn't want to see anything happen to Mi'er, otherwise she will only feel guilty for the rest of her life.

"Okay." Jiang Zheng sighed and said to Shen Yunyi and Su Mei:

"You two ask her to make a recording of her advice and send it to me, and then find a hidden place to hide her. I'll go to the manor first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Zheng turned around and rushed out of the room at a staggering speed.

Seeing Jiang Zheng leaving in a hurry, Su Mei couldn't help but swallowed her saliva and asked cautiously:

"It won't be a problem for Jiang Zheng to go to the manor alone. After all, it is the enemy's territory."

"It's okay, don't worry." Shen Yunyi immediately shook his head and said:

"He has become like a monster now. It will not be easy for anyone who wants to kill him."

Well, Jiang Zheng is a living superman who can make sniper rifle bullets disappear and fly everywhere in the sky.

It is unnecessary to worry about whether something will happen to such a superman. It is more practical to worry about whether the enemy will be scared to death.

But even so, Shen Yunyi's expression was still a little weird, or a little jealous.

After all, she could see that Jiang Zheng actually cared about Mi'er, and this concern might have gone beyond the boundaries of a friend.

Thinking back to the "love gesture photo" that Jiang Zheng and Mi'er took together on the rooftop, Shen Yunyi couldn't help but feel dumbfounded.

This person is really, if one Su Mei is not enough, he must also involve Mi'er.

If I can't think about it anymore, my head will hurt again, so I'd better finish the matter quickly and leave.

Although the killer sent by Su Yuchan should be gone, there is no guarantee that someone will come to clean up the mess.

So Shen Yunyi quickly left the small foreign-style building with Zhao E, recording an audio message for Mi'er while moving.

Almost at the same time, Jiang Zheng's figure also quickly glided hundreds of meters in the air, flying towards "Dongshan Manor" at an absurdly fast speed.

Ever since he mastered this "high-altitude flying thunder god movement method", it was like a new door had opened for Jiang Zheng.

I saw him throwing a specially prepared boomerang at an altitude of several hundred meters.

The boomerang made of hard plastic quickly cut through the air due to the strength of the hand that exceeded the limits of the human body, and flew to the clouds hundreds of meters away.

As Jiang Zheng exchanged positions with the boomerang, the next moment, he had moved to another airspace where the boomerang was.

Repeating this process over and over again, his figure seemed to be flickering in the air, traveling at a distance of a hundred meters per second.

The reason why Jiang Zheng specially prepared the boomerang this time was mainly because he felt that the pebbles used last time were too unsafe.

Throwing rocks from such a high area, no matter how small the rocks are, is no joke if they hit someone.

This kind of boomerang, which is specially designed to be thrown far away, is made of hard plastic and will not be dangerous if it falls from the sky.

Moreover, this kind of special dart can be thrown far and steadily. It is simply an auxiliary prop specially prepared for this kind of movement method.

When Jiang Zheng was soaring in the sky, he seemed to be in a whole new world.

The Jiangcheng under your feet is like a huge and delicate picture. The winding streets, busy crowds, flashing neon lights, and majestic high-rise buildings have all become so small.

The wind whistled past his ears, and the clouds seemed within reach. An unprecedented freedom and joy filled Jiang Zheng's heart.

At this moment, he felt that all the constraints in his life seemed to have disappeared, leaving only the unrestrained and aloofness in his heart.

Huh, no wonder the masters in all kinds of fantasy and fairy tale novels love to fly around. This feels pretty good.

Although he was on his way to rescue people, Jiang Zheng still couldn't enjoy the feeling of flying around in the sky.

As his mental power becomes stronger and stronger, he can use his "text conversion ability" more and more times continuously.

Now Jiang Zheng basically only gets a little tired after using his ability seven or eight times in a row.

Then you only need to rest on the roof of an unmanned high-rise building for a while, and then you can continue flying.

It's just that although Jiang Zheng threw the boomerang as high as possible to avoid being seen as a ghost swishing in the air.

But when he took off from the roof for the first time, it was still inevitable that a very few people would see the traces that stayed in the air.

The first person who saw Jiang Zheng was a dead kid taking a bath on the top floor of the most luxurious hotel in Jiangcheng, the Four Seasons Hotel.

This little boy looked to be six or seven years old at most. He was leisurely wearing a pair of patterned Hawaiian swimming trunks.

Holding a glass of 1992 "Pepsi-Cola" in the open-air swimming pool on the top floor of the hotel, you can enjoy the luxurious life of a rich second generation from the countryside.

The little boy's mother, a young lady who wore gold and silver for swimming, stood at the edge of the open-air swimming pool and said with a smile:

"Renjie, from this height, the poor people below are like ants. Haha, it really suits their status."

"Yes mother, there shouldn't be anyone taller than us in Jiang City, right?"

"Of course not. Unless someone can fly, no one will ever be able to step on our heads."

When she said this, the mistress of Citigroup Chairman Park Guochang raised her chin proudly, as if she wanted to pierce the sky with her nostrils.

But just when Mr. Pu was about to recite a song "Only money is good in the world" to his mother affectionately.

A figure suddenly jumped out of the sky not far away! Master Xiao Pu was so frightened that he peed his pants on the spot.

"Mom! Mom! There is someone in the sky! There is someone flying in the sky over there!"

Because he was too frightened, Master Xiao Pu hugged his mother's thigh in fear.

On the other hand, an unknown yellow liquid leaked from his pants, dyeing the open-air swimming pool yellow.

"Ahhhh! You damn kid! What are you talking about in your sleep in broad daylight! And you dare to pee on me! Your skin is itchy, right?"

For a time, as the chickens and dogs danced beside the outdoor swimming pool, Master Pu also felt the weight of mother's love again.

Jiang Zheng naturally didn't know that he had stirred up a pot of good soup, but he could also vaguely sense that he must have been seen by someone.

After all, although Jiangcheng is not a big city, there is still a lot of traffic during the day.

It is normal for someone to see him flying around in the sky so arrogantly, even if there is a height difference of hundreds of meters.

But the situation is urgent now, just see it if you see it. Anyway, being looked at occasionally won't be a big problem.

Even if someone went around saying that they saw someone flying in the sky, not many people would believe it and would just think that he was drunk.

Moreover, the "Dongshan Manor" where Mi'er is located is on a hill east of Jiangcheng, very far from the city center.

If we don't use this special method to get there, it would take at least twenty or thirty minutes to get there by driving a motorcycle, and the day lilies would be cold by then.

Mi'er must hold on, at least until I arrive.

At this time, Jiang Zheng, who was moving rapidly in mid-air, couldn't help but look at his phone, expecting Mi'er to reply to him. But the WeChat account with the default avatar has remained silent.

This seems to indicate that the owner of WeChat has no chance to take out his mobile phone.

In fact, it was indeed the case. Just when Jiang Zheng was rushing to "Dongshan Manor".

Mi'er, who had arrived here ten minutes ago, was already in a huge dilemma.

"Dongshan Manor" is built on the mountainside with beautiful mountains and clear waters.

It is connected to Cuihe River in the north and Daliang Mountain in the west. There are shallow grasses everywhere and the environment is quiet.

For this reason, this area has been a summer resort for wealthy families since ancient times.

Various villas and manors stand beside mountains and rivers, making it a good place for leisure and entertainment.

Just ten minutes ago, Mi'er drove a low-key black car to the back door of the manor.

As the anti-theft gate at the back door of the manor opened automatically, two doormen in suits and leather shoes also watched Mi'er drive the car in.

For Mi'er, whenever she comes to this manor, she feels an inexplicable sense of relaxation.

By the way, how long have I lived here? Seven years? Or eight years?

The passage of time in Mi'er's memory was always very blurry, and she always couldn't figure out how long she had been here.

Mi'er only remembered that she practiced hard under the guidance of Teacher He every day during those years, without stopping for a moment.

From the use of various cold and hot weapons to the preparation and identification of poisons.

Then to hand-to-hand combat, stealth, concealment, vehicle driving and more.

That period of time was really hard for Mi'er. She had to feel dizzy and weak every day before she could go back to her room.

But even though it was hard, in Mi'er's opinion, it was an extremely relaxing time.

Because she has no time or energy to think about other things here. She only needs to study under the guidance of Teacher He.

Compared to the mental torture, such physical exertion made her feel much more comfortable and relaxed.

Because of this, this Dongshan Manor is still a place that Mier prefers to come to.

But what she didn't expect was that the moment she left the garage, the inner gate of the garage suddenly fell down.

Boom! With a loud noise, the garage leading to the outside of the manor was locked, directly cutting off Mi'er's way to leave.

what happened? Five people? And murderous?

Suddenly, Mi'er couldn't help but frown, obviously feeling the murderous aura coming from around the garage.

Is it Master He's test? He also wanted to test whether I had slacked off in my homework recently, so he arranged for someone to test me?

Just when Mi'er was thinking this, suddenly! A bullet burst out from the wooden wall next to it! Fly directly to Mi'er's body!

Because of the warning, Mi'er started taking action almost as soon as the bullet was fired.

Her agile body showed the agility of an antelope as she turned and pounced to the left.

He dodged this fatal bullet very nimbly, and at the same time, he ran towards the wooden wall and jumped up!

The right foot wearing the small leather shoes stepped on the side of the wall, then used the force to reach up and grab the edge of the wall, and in the blink of an eye, he turned inside!

Before Mi'er landed, the strong man with a half-mask behind the wall dropped the gun in his hand and pulled out a saber from his forearm!

His movements of throwing the gun and drawing the sword were extremely smooth. With the movements of his deft arms, the scabbard flew open, and in an instant, the cold light was dazzling!

The moment that familiar saber struck her with a backhand, Mi'er understood.

This is not a test, but for real. These people really want to kill themselves.

Because even a mercenary instructor like He who is extremely harsh in training and has no mercy.

He will never let his subordinates use this "Phoenix Saber" to conduct simulated battles.

In his words, the probability of casualties or disability is too high to be worth it.

After all, it is difficult for ordinary people to imagine how sharp this blade made of military carbon steel, which represents the highest technology, is.

The sharp edge can break hands and legs, and can even cut a person's head in half on the spot.

Sure enough, the moment the ruthless blade was swung at Mi'er, a severed arm flew out in the air, splattering blood!

The five fingers of the amputated arm were still holding the knife tightly, and he even had the obsession to wield the knife with just one arm.

Of course, every part of the human body is supposed to be connected together.

But at this time they were ruthlessly separated, separated by the sharp blade wielded by another person.

At the same time, he easily dodged the sharp edge of the sword and quickly drew the same saber from his waist.

Mi'er, who cut off the man's right arm to shoulder length in a flash, said coldly:

"Why? Why do you want to kill me?"

When I heard her cold voice and saw her eyes that were almost devoid of human emotion.

Even the mercenary members who had also received many years of training from He couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

As an instructor, He once said in front of many people that Mi'er was the most terrifying student he had ever taught.

It's not that it makes others feel terrible, but it makes He Ling, the old agent who climbed out of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, feel terrible.

The mercenary who was ordered to assassinate Mi'er didn't quite understand why before, but at this moment he completely understood.

The girl in front of her who looked to be fifteen or sixteen years old at most was not human at all.

She was like a monster covered in human skin, with flesh and bones squirming inside that were beyond human imagination.

Perhaps because of her mental condition, Mi'er not only doesn't know what fear is, but her concentration is also different from ordinary people.

He once conducted an experiment in which Mier was asked to stand in a circular training ground to receive a special kind of training.

The content of this training is that rubber bullets may be fired at her at any time. If she does not want to be beaten, the student must use a knife to split the bullets.

For ordinary mercenary students, this kind of high-intensity, high-concentration special training would last no more than half an hour.

But Mi'er was able to stay in such a room for a whole day and a whole night, even with an expressionless face and no look of exhaustion at all.

"This kid's spirit has far surpassed the physical realm. It seems that it is only a matter of time before she surpasses me."

Looking at this monster raised by his own hands, He could only sigh like this.

However, such a monster that was cultivated by He personally had to be dealt with by He's other students.

Just after Mi'er swung her knife and sliced ​​off the first enemy's right arm like a matchstick.

Four figures quickly appeared near the wooden wall, surrounding Mi'er from all directions.

These four people are male and female, old and young, but their faces are all rigid and expressionless, and they all look like statues.

In addition to them, even the mercenary whose hand was cut off by Mi'er immediately returned to his expressionless state.

The broken arm that seemed to be dripping with blood was nothing in his eyes, just like a small cut on his finger.

Mi'er knew these people and knew that they were He's students just like herself and had inherited He's various techniques.

When Mi'er looked at the people around her, a middle-aged man standing on the roof of the garage said in a deep voice:

"Mi'er, we have no personal grudges with you, it's just official business. I hope you can."

Before the middle-aged man could finish his words, Mi'er kicked out without hesitation!

She first kicked the firearm that the man with a broken arm had just dropped into the bushes nearby.

He threw himself in the other direction as quickly as possible without hesitation!

The moment Mi'er kicked the fallen rifle to the left, several bullets were fired in that direction at the same time!

Obviously, all the killers are afraid of Mi'er picking up the gun, so they have been on guard against her for a long time.

But the petite figure was pointing here and there. He had no intention of picking up the gun. Instead, he quickly smashed the wooden wall and rushed into the manor with a bang.

(End of this chapter)