Chapter Fifty-One The Last One

  "Hmm"

  A shocking engine roar echoed in the darkness from far to near, like a furious dragon. In the suburbs of Qingyuan City, a Mercedes-Benz sped along a main road for dozens of miles, turned off at a quiet intersection, and entered a chaotic forest path. Just over ten minutes later, the car suddenly stopped in front of another BMW with its headlights on.

  An old man and a young man rushed down from the car and hurried towards the BMW.

  "Mingfeng, yunguang...... BAM!!"

  After rushing over, the old man only took a few glances before suddenly bursting into anger and shouting. He even stretched out his hand to slap the hood of the BMW, causing it to dent deeply.

  "Master, Guang and the others were all stabbed in the vital organs by cold weapons. The murderer is terrifying! Mingfeng and the others all had guns and fired many shots. With their skills..." The old man was furious, while the young man also took a deep breath, with unspeakable fear in his eyes.

  The four people who died inside and outside the car were all killed by being stabbed in the vital parts with a cold weapon, but apart from He Yun Guang, the other three were also good hands. Normally, they could handle seven or eight strong men empty-handed, it was child's play. People like this, holding guns, judging from the situation, had fired many shots, after all, some people were still changing magazines before they died, how could they have fired fewer shots?

  But such a good hand was cut down by someone with a cold weapon? Such an assassin must be a super master.

  "It's him, it must be him!!" Amidst the young man's exclamation, He Yi Zhong also suddenly looked towards the gloomy woods on both sides, his anger almost igniting his eyebrows. Although this sentence was spoken without a head or tail, the young man still understood it clearly - it was him, the one who had definitely ambushed and killed He Ming Guang.

  Just as the young man nodded in agreement, He Yizhong, who was watching the woods to his left and right, suddenly flicked his hand, and a cold light flew out from his palm, directly stabbing into the shadow of a tree on one side.

  At the moment when Lì Rèn drew his sword, He Xi Zhòng's body also rushed out directly.

  The young man was shocked, could it be that the murderer had not left after killing? In his shock, the young man also pulled out a handgun and cautiously looked in He Yizhong's direction. Just as he was being cautious, his body suddenly twitched and he dodged to the side.

  Unfortunately, this dodge was a bit too late. A sharp blade cut through from behind him, slicing across the carotid artery and down to the ground, accompanied by the young man's anguished cry.

  He Yizhong, who had rushed out, also quickly turned around and looked again with wide eyes, because under the residual light of the two cars' headlights, the young man who had come with him had fallen into the hands of a man wearing a sun hat and covering his mouth with a mask. As the young man struggled, the man's right hand made a swift slash across the young man's throat, and he completely collapsed to the ground.

  "You little thief, I'm going to fight you!!"

  In the midst of his rage, He Yi Zhong let out a loud roar and turned around to charge at him once more. However, what he held in his hand was not a gun, but rather a cold, glinting knife.

  It can be seen that this old rich man with high skills is also more accustomed to using cold weapons.

  And he struck with the same speed, his ghostly body pounced down, so fast that Guo Zhengyang was startled, and pushed the young man in his arms out with one hand. Guo Zhengyang also pressed against the young man's body and rushed up, the dagger in his hand stabbed towards He Yizhong's waist.

  He Yizhong's body flashed in the midst of the stab, and with a strange gait, he suddenly circled behind Guo Zhengyang. The short knife in his hand also brought out a trail of residual shadow, counter-attacking upwards.

  Guo Zhengyang dodged and weaved, but couldn't quite avoid it. As soon as he made a move, he felt a sharp pain in his ribs, but after the initial shock, he was overjoyed.

  Daxi Zhongshenzi yijiang zhijie zhuangxiang He Yizhong huairi, He Yizhong que da jing shise, "Zenme keneng?"

  Translation:

  Da Xi's body suddenly rushed towards He Yi Zhong's embrace, but He Yi Zhong was shocked and lost color, "How is this possible?"

  Yes, he had a knife in his hand and stabbed it into Guo Zhengyang's body, but surprisingly, the blade could not pierce through his clothes.

  However, at this time, he didn't have much time to think about it either. His body swayed slightly, and Guo Zhengyang, who had been leaning against him, was left empty-handed again, stumbling a few steps away.

  "You're so young, how can you be immune to swords and guns? Are you wearing a treasured robe?" He Yizhong didn't rush to attack this time, but instead looked at Guo Zhengyang with shock and anger. Although Guo Zhengyang's entire body was almost fully armed, his eyebrows, forehead, and eyes were still exposed, making it easy for him to see that he was just a young man.

  Guo Zhengyang, who had stabilized himself a few steps away with a loud shout, also felt greatly relieved. He really hadn't expected that He Yizhong's skills were so good, even better than his own.

  Fortunately, Guo Zhengyang knew in advance that he might encounter danger this time, so he wore four bulletproof vests and two shirts on his body.

  These six pieces of clothing have also been swallowed by the gourd, because anything that has been swallowed by it will become thinner. A normal jacket becomes as thin as a shirt after being swallowed once, and a normal vest becomes as thin as a lightweight fabric. Wearing six or seven layers won't feel thick at all.

  The clothes that were swallowed by the gourd were so tough that ordinary people couldn't even pierce them with a knife, let alone He Yi Zhong who wasn't an ordinary person. The short dagger in his hand was probably not a divine weapon, at least it didn't have the power to pierce through the six layers of protective clothing all at once.

  If it weren't for the precious clothes, Guo Zhengyang might have really fallen into this old man's hands. However, what made Guo Zhengyang unexpected was that although the old man's skills were very powerful, he didn't sense any spiritual energy fluctuations from him either.

  Isn't he a monk?

  Not a master yet he's so strong...

  The intense conflict that broke out at the first time after its appearance almost made Guo Zhengyang get hurt.

  In the midst of his thoughts, Guo Zhengyang suddenly pounced on him again. This time, he had been waiting in ambush to kill the last expert of the He family. Since his target had appeared, neither side needed to say anything more.

  "Even if you have a treasured robe, but your skills are not enough, it's still not worth looking at! You little brat, I will make sure you die without a place to be buried!" Guo Zhengyang pounced forward, but He Yizhong dodged the attack and counterattacked in anger.

  With that strange and wonderful pace, he flashed behind Guo Zhengyang like a ghost, and He Yizhong's knife stabbed straight into the back of Guo Zhengyang's brain.

  However, Guo Zhengyang did not dodge, but instead lowered his body, swung his left hand back, and grabbed the blade of the dagger with his left hand just as it was about to stab him in the sun hat.

  He was then replaced by He Yi Zhong, who exerted his strength. Guo Zhengyang's left hand grasped the blade firmly and didn't move, only comparing their strength, he wasn't inferior to He Yi Zhong. The difference between them lay more in their combat skills.

  With his left hand grasping the short knife, Guo Zhengyang flipped over and with his right hand holding a dagger, he stabbed towards He Yizhong's abdomen. At the same time, He Yizhong was also shocked and quickly retreated backwards, releasing the short knife. Just as Guo Zhengyang suddenly changed from stabbing to swinging, the dagger in his hand flew out directly. As He Yizhong dodged again in shock, Guo Zhengyang swung the short sword he had seized with his left hand.

  This time, He Yi Zhong narrowly escaped again.

  But Guo Zhengyang's third flying knife stabbed straight down again.

  He Yizhong dodged twice in a row, his old strength was exhausted and new strength was born. Although he was still forcibly twisting his body to dodge, he was still stabbed in the shoulder by the flying knife.

  He Yizhong's body shook and his footsteps became disordered. At this time, Guo Zhengyang swung out another knife shadow with a raised hand.

  "Hmph!"

  A flying dagger was thrown out, and even though He Yi Zhong had dodged with all his might, he was still pierced by two sharp blades in the brief moment.

  He was stabbed three times, one piercing his shoulder, another piercing his abdomen, and the third passing directly through He Yi Zhong's left chest. After the three stabs, this extremely skilled old billionaire fell to the ground with a loud thud.

  But Guo Zhengyang reached back and touched the back of his head, where the sun hat had already been pierced. If it weren't for the fact that all his sun hats were made from a special material that could withstand ordinary people wielding cold weapons with full force after being modified, he wouldn't have been able to seize the opportunity to grab He Yizhong's weapon. And if it weren't for his treasured armor, which allowed him to grasp sharp blades without suffering any damage, it was uncertain who would emerge victorious between Guo Zhengyang and He Yizhong.