Although Su Jinchuan and Lin Jiangfei on the other side also had the advantage, because it was their first mission and they had never actually killed anyone, they were not as decisive as Chu Xuan in their attacks. Finally, with the help of the training camp members, they finally killed the opponent.
But his face was pale.
Night sensed everything around him, pondered for a moment, and finally did not go up the mountain.
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly had an idea and his eyes fell on something: "Come out."
The darkness dissipated, and a slender figure appeared in sight.
The man had a pure and extraordinary face, but his eyes seemed to contain the icy coldness of the snow-capped mountains that had not melted for thousands of years. He was staring intently at the dagger in his hand.
On it, a touch of bright red is particularly eye-catching.
Sheng Shijing's eyes darkened, and he said in a low voice, "You hurt her."
It's an affirmative tone.
There was no need for him to answer. After saying that, he leaned forward.
The two of them were equally good at hiding and concealing, so even when they fought, it was silent. But if Xie Xihe was here, she would find that unlike when they fought with her, where they would attack and retreat immediately, the fight between the two of them this time was much more intense.
Every move is fatal, every inch is life-threatening, and he is determined to put his opponent to death!
Ten minutes later.
Sheng Shijing turned his wrist and snatched the dagger from the other party's hand. With a horizontal sweep of the dagger, a three-inch long wound appeared on Night's chest, and blood spurted out.
Sheng Shijing casually threw the dagger back into his hand and turned to walk out.
Night stared blankly at the dagger in his hand.
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