Chapter 580 Failure
A small road like this, such a place with dense traffic, is Yuan Zecheng's favorite place to strike. He often watches movies about killers, because he likes the images of those killers in them very much. Incomparably cruel is Yuan Zecheng's favorite image .

However, Yuan Zecheng's mind is very clear. He knows very well that it is just a movie, and he can only have fun. He will never imitate them. He knows very well that if he imitates those As for the killer, that would only hasten his death.

A real killer should be good at taking actions according to the situation, and must be even better at hiding his whereabouts, so that it is easier to escape.

In fact, in a certain sense, the wilderness is Yuan Zecheng's least favorite place of action, because although this kind of place is remote, it can indeed provide convenience in some aspects, but the conditions are also relative, and it also means convenience for her. , the other party is also more convenient, and the other party will have more space, and if something happens, a secluded place is not the easiest place to escape.

On the contrary, Yuan Zecheng would feel more at ease when he fought in such a crowded place. Every time he was able to take advantage of the chaotic scene and smoothly blend into the crowd, thus avoiding various dangers like a fish entering water, and disappearing without a trace. no trace.

Yuan Zecheng observed carefully for a few days. According to the schedule, the students in Wang Fan's classroom will definitely pass this path during the second class, and today Wang Fan has returned to Z University, so he will definitely take this path .

And to take a step back, even if Wang Fan doesn't take this path, if something unexpected happens, he has prepared a second plan.

In fact, it was quickly confirmed that Wang Fan's guess was not wrong, and his analysis of the target person was indeed correct. After waiting for a few hours at the ambush site, he saw the target person gradually enter the place he set. action zone.

Watching the target person gradually enter the path and slowly move forward in the crowd, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Yuan Zecheng's mouth. He knew that he was about to succeed, and his blood began to flow continuously.

Although he would feel palpitations every time he finished the task, but every time he was about to act, he would feel an unspeakable sense of excitement.

This is a very contradictory mentality, but it really exists in Yuan Zecheng's body. He walked forward slowly, and no one in the crowd noticed his figure, and moved forward somewhat irregularly. , Every time, it can always be interspersed in the cracks of the crowd just right.

Like a loach, Yuan Zecheng swam quickly among the crowd, his movement speed was much faster than that of ordinary people.

So he quickly got close to the target object. He believed that with the current crowded crowd, if one more person approached, the target object would never be found, and he had already done an experiment before. Successfully approached the target once, and was completely undetected by the other party.

Facts once again proved that he was right, he approached, the target seemed to be completely unaware, his footsteps were still walking slowly at that rhythm, and his eyes did not turn his head to notice him once.

Hehehe, boy, rest in peace!

Quietly looking at the target who was walking straight forward, Yuan Zecheng let out a sigh in his heart. Since he performed the mission for the first time, and every time he performed the mission since then, he would silently sigh for the target in his heart, and with a flick of his wrist, An extremely sharp long blade appeared in Yuan Zecheng's palm, and then he stabbed at the heart of the target next to him decisively and swiftly.

At the moment when his wrist was stretched out, Yuan Zecheng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and a faint expression of disappointment appeared on his face. He knew that after the blade in his hand was stabbed out, he would lose another one in this world. life!

He is absolutely confident in his shot, because he has practiced it countless times. That seemingly simple stab contains many things, including the strength, angle and speed of his shot, which are all precisely controlled. Yes, such a stab is only possible after a lot of practice.

However, when Yuan Zecheng hadn't completely let go of his breath, the expression on his face suddenly froze. He didn't expect that he had gone through thousands of trials, and he had never missed a hand. Missed!
He didn't hear the sound of the ding, and the familiar blade didn't pierce Wang Fan's heart, and there wasn't the low-pitched sound of the blade piercing into the flesh and blood!Because the blade in his hand actually pierced the air, Yuan Zecheng turned around and fled without hesitation just for a moment, his figure was like a loach burrowing into the crowd, and he quickly walked towards the crowded place , as the saying goes, if you miss a hit, you will flee away immediately!Although he still hasn't figured out how that person disappeared from his side, he has absolutely no intention of trying to make another attack. Just the blow just now, he already knows that at least one point can't be wrong Yes, it means that I must have made a calculation error in some aspects.This goal is definitely not as simple as I imagined before. In such a situation where the opponent doesn't even understand the details, and the opponent already knows that he made a shot once, it is purely because he thinks his life is too long to seek death. Such a stupid thing , he, Yuan Zecheng, would never do it!
All of his movements were almost as natural and quick as flowing clouds and flowing water. The moment he was stunned just now would never exceed a second!But at the moment when his figure just moved, the expression on his face froze again. On his shoulder, at some point, a slender and white palm appeared. The woman's hands looked slender and slender, seemingly weak, but on Yuan Zecheng's shoulders, he felt a pressure that even a man as big as an iron tower could not give him.

His body was firmly nailed to the ground, and he tried hard to move, but he couldn't move half a step.

"I said that this friend wanted to run away after making a move, so it's too embarrassing for me." Just as Yuan Zecheng was struggling, a humorous and funny voice rang from his ears, " Why don't you stay and let's have a cup of tea and chat!"

Hearing this voice, Yuan Zecheng turned pale, and slowly moved his gaze upwards from that slender palm, and finally fixed on a face he was very familiar with in a photo he had viewed countless times. , on this face, there was a hint of a half-smile, half-smile, mocking and teasing expression that he was not familiar with.

(End of this chapter)

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