Daylight is approaching.
But the place is still dark.
The blood gathered in a ma*s, like a babbling brook, reeking of fear.
Qin Hai held his sword in one hand, his eyes condensed.
At that moment, a group of ninjas hurriedly arrived, shielding Akita Kazuo and then staring at Qin Dahai with scorn.
“B*****d!”
Akita’s face was white as he covered his broken arm and roared in pain, “Take me away! Take me away now!”
Qin Hai did not move!
Because he clearly felt a strong killing machine locking itself onto him.
It was a killing machine that belonged exclusively to snipers, and it was still the strongest group of snipers that could do it.
Those few men this split into three to lift Akita Kazuo up and then quickly fled the place, Qin Hai’s pale face did not fluctuate in the slightest.
“Retreat!”
The remaining few ninjas saw that Qin Hai had not moved.
Constantly alert, they retreated.
Once they reached a safe location, they quickly turned around and left, yet they could not see the black dot that was chasing up in the air.
“Coming for Song Qiyang?”
A brilliant light flashed across Qin Hai’s eyes.
The killing machine was still there.
Song Qiyang was stabbed in the lumbar spine and could not stand up at all, so he could only clench his teeth and lie on the ground, and when he saw that Akita Kazuo had been taken away, his heart was in a state of anxiety. But soon a figure stepped into his line of sight, and a few moments of joy squeezed out of his pained face: “Help me, Uncle Long help me!”
The man called Uncle Long was a man in his fifties, after he came, he looked at the corpses all over the ground, his face was calm, and added: “You really didn’t listen to your grandfather’s words and leave Yanjing, Bai Ye received a notice from Bai Die last night, he concluded that you were no match for Qin Hai, and entrusted me to save you.”
Speaking of this.
He glanced at Bai Die’s corpse and shook his head faintly.
Song Qiyang’s face changed slightly, but immediately afterwards he said grimly, “Take me out of here!”
Uncle Long nodded silently, then looked at Qin Hai and said in a deep voice, “How about we call it quits for today?”
“The last person who spoke like that is now lying there.” Qin Hai Hai pointed to Zhao Chi’s corpse not far away.
Uncle Long’s eyes narrowed as he said, “I owe the Song family a favour, and after this time, Song Qiyang’s death or death is none of my business.”
“Nothing to do with you?”
Qin Hai shook his neck and sneered, “This jumping clown has caused me a lot of trouble, do you think you can afford to be responsible?”
Uncle Long’s eyes narrowed as he looked at Qin Hai’s wounds and said, “You are only at the end of your rope, the longer you delay the less good it will do you, I may be old but I think I can walk up a few moves in your hands.”
“Well then, let’s do it.”
Qin Hai said dryly.
Uncle Long was staggered.
He was merely trying to make Qin Hai know what to do, but he would never know Qin Hai’s foul temper.
“Since so many people want to stop me, then let’s kill one by one.” Qin Hai Hai said with killing intent.
“This kid, is he still human!”
Uncle Long was wary in his heart.
Having been so badly injured, seeing as his wounds were bone deep, he was still able to maintain a strong deterrent power, what had this kid grown up on? His heart sank slightly as he said, “Consider me to owe you a favour.”
“What do you think you are? Relying on that sniper?” Qin Hai said in a cold voice.
Uncle Long was silent for a moment.
Then he said, “For the sake of Su Hanxia.”
Qin Hai’s eyes burst with killing intent, “You seek death!”
He said!
He stepped out with his feet.
The sound of sniper fire also suddenly rang out, only Qin Hai had by now arrived in front of Uncle Long, that Uncle Long cursed the madman in his heart and hastily dodged, and was busy shouting, “Su Hanxia is the one I watched grow up!”
Qin Dahai gave a cold laugh.
But he also withdrew his hand.
Uncle Long breathed a sigh of relief without a trace and whirled, “Only this time, I owe you a favour, what happened here today will not get out, how about that?”
He glanced at him.
Qin Hai put away his scimitar, then with a few grim smiles he glanced at the two of them and turned around to leave the place.
He really could not hold on any longer.
He was in danger of collapsing at any moment, and once it was gone, anyone could kill him, not to mention the sniper that was hidden.
Didn’t kill Song Qiyang?
He wasn’t worried.
He wouldn’t have survived long without having to do it.
Seeing that Qin Hai had really left, Uncle Long realised that a cold sweat was seeping on his forehead. He wiped the cold sweat and looked at Song Qiyang, who was lying on the ground, with a flash of disappointment in his eyes.
The once proud son of the sky?
The leader of Yanjing’s young generation?
Now he had been killed by Qin Hai like a dog in distress.
Long gone was his former poise and composure.
“Do you know what is wrong with you?” Uncle Long asked.
The pain on Song Qiyang’s face did not diminish, and it became more and more fierce: “I wasn’t defeated!”
“Not defeated?”
Uncle Long shook his head, “Look at your current condition, you think you’ve won?”
Song Qiyang roared, “He’s badly injured now, I can totally kill him while I’m looking for someone! He’ll definitely die!”
“You think he will honestly let you kill him?”
Thinking of Qin Hai’s crazy killing intent just now, Uncle Long’s heart palpitated as he said in a cold voice, “The grand young master of the Song family doesn’t admit his defeat even at this point?”
“No! I still have a chance!” Song Qiyang said, “Even if I can’t kill him, I’ll make him pay.”
“You are beyond redemption.” Uncle Long said as he shook his head in disappointment.
But Song Qiyang was clenching his fists.
He suddenly saw Bai Die’s corpse again, and those big eyes were still staring at him, only there was no more worship as before, only dead silence.
“It’s a pity.”
Uncle Long also took a look at Bai Die’s corpse and sighed slightly, “Song Qiyang, you’ve really done a lot of harm to people.”
Song Qiyang was furious in his heart.
But soon, he felt a sharp stabbing pain at the back of his neck, as if a needle was constantly weaving in and out of his spine, a stabbing pain that even surpa*sed the knife wound on his lumbar vertebrae, a painful look in his eyes, pain that made his whole body sinewy and cold sweat rain down, he hated to want to pull out his spine.
“Eh?”
Uncle Long frowned.
Quickly stepping forward, after observing carefully for a while, but did not notice anything different, except for that knife wound on the lumbar vertebrae.
But Song Qiyang had pa*sed out.
“What’s going on?”
Uncle Long’s face was filled with clouds of suspicion.
Could it be that Qin Hai had done it?
Remembering the grim smile on Qin Hai’s face before he left, his heart sank as if he was sure.
And at that moment, a man also came in a hurry: “Master Long?”
“Take him back to the Song family.” Uncle Long said indifferently, “By this time the favor with the Song family is cleared.”
“Yes.”
The man picked up Song Qiyang at once.
Seeing him about to leave, Uncle Long suddenly asked, “What do you think of Qin Hai?”
“Very strong, if he were to kill you just now, it would only be a matter of one slash.” The man said bluntly.
