Chapter 11 An Assassin's Last Dignity
"Xiao Lian."
As he got closer and closer to the target person, Chen Qi subconsciously clasped the dagger hidden in his sleeve and gently relaxed it.
In my heart, I gently pronounced a name.
From the corner of his eyes, he looked at the wheelchair getting closer and closer.
Three steps, two steps, one step.
The moment he passed by, two cold lights suddenly burst out from Chen Qi's eyes.
The dagger hidden in his sleeve is ready to go, his eyes locking in the target person.
Turn forward and make a fine adjustment on the spot, surfing the wheelchair on the left with lightning speed.
"careful!"
The moment Shen Qi made some moves, a woman's voice came not far behind.
At the same time, the woman who gave the reminder turned into a white shadow, as if she wanted to stop this sudden assassination.
However
From the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the woman in white who was rushing to stop a tragedy. Chen Qi's mouth curled upwards, revealing a meaningful smile.
The eyes that were flashing with cold light locked on Su Han without blinking, and the steps under his feet seemed to have accelerated a little more.
step.
Two steps.
Three steps.
"Plop~"
The left leg, which was moving at a rapid speed, kicked the right leg like a sleepwalking, and the body suddenly lost balance.
After three steps, Chen Qi's body slid out three meters in a strange forward position and fell heavily at Su Han's feet.
The posture of the face hitting the ground first makes people feel very painful.
After subconsciously taking a breath of air conditioning, the confusion that spreads the audience.
Su Han was confused and found that the three maids who were about to take action were confused. The woman behind him who issued a prompt reminder and rushed up to stop him was also confused.
What's even more confused is Chen Qi himself.
Smashing on the ground?
Kick your left foot to the flat ground on your right leg?
For him, this was simply unimaginable.
With his cultivation, his professional qualities, and his control over his body.
Not to mention that during the assassination process with complete preparations, even if you sleepwalking, you will never have to kick your left leg and your right leg and fall flat on the ground.
Now a left leg kicked to the ground and fell to the ground with his right leg, and it appeared on him.
In this way, how can he not make him doubt his life?
"that"
Looking at the young man crawling at his feet in front of him with a protruding posture, Su Han pondered for two seconds and said, "The first time we met, we don't need to give such a big tribute, we are not familiar with each other."
Chen Qi: ""
OK, salute?
I can do it, your grandma!
Is this a ritual? You can't see that I'm here to assassinate you?
He cursed hatefully in his heart. Chen Qi knew that when this incident spread today, he would have a bad reputation, and this time he would be completely stink in the circle.
I just don’t know if this news came to the master’s ears, would the master come to clean up the portal by himself.
Having said that, if the master came to clean up the portal, would he be able to see her again?
Chen Qi was a little confused by the sudden flat fall and fell to the ground for a while, and quickly withdrew his thoughts.
Raise your head and glance at the target person.
Seeing that neither the target person nor the target person were thinking about taking his life while he was sick and subduing him while he fell.
Chen Qi raised a sneer on the corner of his mouth, slapped the ground with his right palm, and his body flew horizontally.
The solid basic skills of professional assassins adjust the body the moment they fly, so that the body is most comfortable and suitable for completing an assassination posture.
Then he stretched out his right hand, and the sun shone on the dagger hidden in the cuffs that exposed the sword, flashing a cold light.
However, before that, a long mysterious sword that appeared in Yue'er's hand had already blocked the path that was necessary to stab the dagger...
Unfortunately, the imagined sound of gold and iron clashing did not come.
What came first was a scream of screams of gold and iron.
"Ahhhh~ Be careful!"
"Do not to avoid it, it's going to hit it~"
"Ahhhhh~bang! Bang~"
He lay on the ground and was smashed out in a deep pit that could be buried by a person. He watched his hand fall on the ground, and he was so close that he could not pick up the dagger that he followed him for half his life.
Chen Qi's eyes were filled with confusion and despair.
The successive changes made him feel confused and suspected that this was not the world he was familiar with.
Once again, even the dagger that "the dagger is there, the dagger is embarrassing and deceased" fell to the ground.
Chen Qi suddenly felt that his assassin career might have stopped at this day.
My life will be frozen at this moment.
He moved his neck with some difficulty and turned his head 180 degrees behind him.
Looking at the falling object on the sky, which was still sitting on me, with a hint of shame on my face.
Chen Qi opened her mouth and after a long time, she said something quietly.
"I can't fly steadily, can I stop flying so high next time?"
"hey-hey!"
The middle-aged man dressed up as a beggar sitting on Shen Qi as a meat pad and smiled embarrassedly, "Accident! It's definitely an accident! He flies steadily on weekdays, and I don't know why he suddenly fell off this time."
Chen Qi: "I know."
"Um?"
The middle-aged beggar looked at him strangely, "Do you know?"
"Well," Chen Qi wanted to nod, but felt something was wrong, and nodded softly, "Because I deserved to be unlucky today."
Middle-aged beggar: ""
Although he didn't know what was going on, from the face of the young man under his butt, he seemed to see the despair of doubting life.
After thinking about it, he patted Chen Qi on the shoulder.
"Young people, don't be so pessimistic. No matter what they have experienced, don't lose hope in life.
Have expectations for the future, believe me, if you don’t live until the last moment, you will never know how unlucky your life will be.”
Chen Qi: ""
So, are you comforting me?
"I thank you!"
Resisting the urge to squirt a mouthful of saliva on the middle-aged beggar's face, Chen Qi turned back to his head 180 degrees.
He glanced at the mysterious black sword that was resting on his neck, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.
He raised his head and looked at Yue'er holding a long sword.
"This sword seems familiar."
Yue'er glanced at him, didn't reply, and did nothing, waiting for the final decision of His Royal Highness of his own crown prince.
Su Han held his left hand under his right armpit with his right shoulder and put his index finger on his lips, thinking for a moment.
He glanced at the dagger that fell to the ground, and his eyes fell back to Chen Qi, "If you don't make a mistake, you should be here to assassinate me, right?"
From the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the woman who had spoken to remind him and tried to stop Chen Qi from assassinating.
Su Han looked at Chen Qi with a smile, "Then discuss, can you tell me who the employer is?"
Chen Qi glanced at him and twisted his face, "If you want to kill and cut, you will be punished by the emperor!
I want me to reveal my employer’s identity, it’s impossible that this is the last dignity of an assassin!”
Chapter completed!