Looking at the imposing duo.
Qin Hai Hai thrust the broken knife directly across the ground.
Han Zendao swept a suspicious glance at Qin Dahai, his wary look not diminishing in the slightest as he said in a deep voice, “What does Your Excellency want again?”
“I am to say goodbye.” Qin Dahai said indifferently.
Han Zendao was instantly relieved.
The mysterious masked man in front of him was simply too strong.
Although he was not a god, I was afraid that even if Nangong Helian came, it would not be enough for him.
“Come when you want, leave when you want, what kind of place do you think this is?” Tong Baiye bellowed.
Where did she want this guy to leave?
The humiliation of two slaps on the face could not be removed except with this guy’s blood.
Han Zendao kept his mouth shut.
He was trying to let Qin Hai go.
After all, if he wasn’t an opponent, what was the point of staying here? To continue to be abused? And he also needed time to figure out what this masked man was up to as soon as possible, was it really just a simple sparring session?
“You can keep me if you want.” Qin Hai said indifferently, “Only you have the ability to do so, and you are not afraid that I will kill you.”
With that, he turned around and left.
Strutting about, he left his back to the duo.
Several golden beads had already appeared in Tong Baiye’s hand.
Fingers were building up strength.
Seeing this scene, a touch of worry surfaced on Han Zendao’s face and he said in a low voice, “Hold back for a moment, wait until we find out his identity!”
Tong Baiye took a deep breath.
Reason made her calm down.
And at that moment, Qin Hai suddenly turned around again and sneered, “A friendly reminder, you better leave Yanjing right now, otherwise if you die, don’t blame me for not reminding you.”
After he finished speaking.
His body flashed and he quickly disappeared into the night.
Tong Baiye did not want to speak, but just watched coldly, his mind constantly jotting down the shadow of this masked man to repay today’s humiliation tenfold in the future, while Han Zendao simply treated the wounds on his body, his mind constantly replaying what Qin Hai had just said.
“Leave? What exactly is his purpose?”
Such a strong man popped up.
Han Zendao naturally had to think more about it.
Soon, however, a bloodied Kunlun henchman hurried over from outside, his face full of panic and dismay.
“What’s going on!”
Han Zendao asked in a deep voice.
“Big deal, the people of the Nine Mysteries said that our Kunlun had killed Broken Blade, and they were about to come and raise hell, so I fled to my death to come and inform Lord Saintess.” The henchman was panting.
Tong Baiye frowned.
Broken Blade was dead?
She bellowed coldly, “Where are the jade seal and the scimitar?”
“I… I don’t know.”
The henchman, by now suffering from an old wound, lay on the ground twitching a few times before losing his breath.
“Damn it!”
Tong Baiye said in a cold voice.
And at this time, Han Zendao’s face changed in shock as he hurriedly said, “Something big is wrong! We’ve been counted, let’s go!”
When she heard Han Zendao’s words, she said with displeasure, “Uncle Han, we came here to get the scimitar, if we leave now, how can we get it again?”
Han Zendao laughed bitterly and was busy explaining, “We were pestered by this masked man and were unable to participate in the meeting, and the fact that Broken Blade died at this time means that we have been framed. Once we are surrounded by the Nine Spectres, we will not be able to wash away!”
Tong Baiye’s face suddenly changed.
She also came to her senses.
This matter was indeed in great trouble and could not be explained at all.
Saying that we had been injured by a mysterious man with a broken-blade weapon would not be believed by the furious Nine Ghosts 80% of the time.
Besides, this masked man is too mysterious. Who would believe it without saying one, two, three.
Now if we leave.
That would be sitting on the fact that he had killed Broken Blade.
But if you don’t run and stay to cooperate with the Nine Ghosts’ investigation, you will only be in a more pa*sive situation. On the downside, there is also the possibility that the Nine Ghosts have deliberately set up a trap, what if the Nine Ghosts deliberately identify it?
The risk of staying was too great, and they did not want to take it.
“It is imperative that we leave immediately.”
Seeing that Tong Baiye was unable to make a choice, Han Zendao said in a deep voice, “After leaving, before proceeding to deal with the Nine Mysteries, we absolutely cannot fall into their hands.”
Tong Baiye was busy nodding, “Good!”
The two of them left the place in a flash.
When they encountered the people besieged by the Nine Mysteries, they did not hesitate to kill a way out directly and go.
And Luo Yun and Jiang Hu soon got the news of the duo’s escape.
Almost instantly, they concluded that it was definitely the work of the two Tong Bai Ye, and hearing the news from their men, Han Zendao had knife wounds all over his body, and they couldn’t think of anyone other than Broken Blade who could leave wounds on an expert like Han Zendao with a knife.
“Those two b*****ds!” Jiang Hu cursed.
Luo Yun, on the other hand, gave a fiery order, “Send me men to block them immediately! Pa*s back the path of the two even if you can’t stay, and snatch back the heirloom seal and scimitar they have on them at all costs!”
The experts of the Nine Mysteries of Yanjing could be said to have struck in a swarm.
All with one aim, leaving behind Tong Baiye and Broken Blade and the others.
While out of the old city, Qin Hai, who was constantly weaving in and out of the dark alleyways, took out his mobile phone and made a call.
It was only a short time before the call was answered, “Sir!”
The voice on the other end was tense.
Qin Hai said indifferently, “I will pa*s on the target information to you later, after 3am, instruct everyone to lock onto their respective targets and act directly, I want results, regardless of the process, do you understand?”
“Understood!”
Hang up the phone.
A ghostly light flickered in Qin Hai’s gaze.
The hatred between the Nine Mysteries and Kunlun had already taken shape, and the dead man, Tatsuro, would be cleansed this evening, and by then Tatsuro, who had died at the hands of the Nine Mysteries for the sake of Kunlun, would have stirred up Kunlun’s hatred.
Looking at the sky through the narrow alleyway, he gazed a little deeper.
The purpose of this evening’s action had been achieved, and the second purpose, there was no sign of it.
He wanted to force the gods of the Nine Underworlds to reveal themselves, and then fight him to see how much of a gap there was between his own strength today and these so-called gods!
However the gods did not show themselves, which was a relatively small regret.
But there was an advantage in that no one could prove his existence.
Now that the Great War was inevitable, all he had to do was lurk for a while, and the underground caverns of the Forgotten Realms would be the place to go.
Just as he was about to leave.
Suddenly he heard a shout of abuse from ahead, not in Chinese, but in Eastern Japanese: “A bunch of losers! I can’t believe you haven’t even figured out what’s going on, what’s the use of having you!”
“Interesting.”
Qin Hai laughed lightly.
Killing intent flickered in his eyes.
