717 Myth, Storm is Coming

Zuo An leaped into the air like a roc and pounced towards Feng Qingchen. The long sword in his hand was still stained with blood. As it passed through the air, a dark red light and shadow swept up. Feng Qingchen thought that the opponent was disturbing her vision.

A very shrewd killer, but Feng Qingchen was no pushover. She didn't even bat an eyelash. The moment Zuo'an flew up, she pulled the trigger...

Bang...

Snipers, like killers, hide in the dark and aim at their targets. They only have one chance. But don't forget that Feng Qingchen is not a sniper, so she will never just fire one shot.

Zuo An saw the direction the bullet was coming from and instinctively dodged. He dodged the first shot but could not avoid the second.

After Feng Qingchen fired the first shot, he fell straight down. This time, there was no meat pad, so Feng Qingchen fell directly to the ground. From the sound, one could tell that the fall was very heavy. This was the posture for falling straight forward during military training. The moment Feng Qingchen fell, he fired another shot, but the sound of the gunshot was blocked by the sound of the fall. Zuo An did not hear the gunshot, and by the time he noticed it, it was too late...

Puff... The bullet hit Zuo An's calf, but Feng Qingchen did not want to fight. After being hit, he immediately turned over and rolled out of Zuo An's attack range. It was almost an instinctive reaction. As soon as he reached a safe place, Feng Qingchen jumped up and ran towards his horse.

Her speed had reached the limit of her training. In the face of death, Feng Qingchen showed her fastest side.

She is the best soldier among doctors and the best doctor among soldiers.

"Such a nimble hand, such a simple movement, such a strong explosive force." When Zuo Anhui recovered from the pain, Feng Qingchen had already jumped onto the horse...

"drive……"

The horse galloped away, leaving only flying dust on the left bank.

Zuo An watched Feng Qingchen leave but did not chase after him. A strange smile appeared on his pale face: "Feng Qingchen, as the fat meat of the entire assassin world, you can escape once, but you can't escape twice. I am looking forward to seeing who will win against the entire assassin world."

Zuo An lowered his head and glanced at his still bleeding calf. He took out a dagger from his calf, squatted down and inserted the dagger into the wound. With a flick of his wrist...

Bang... The blood-stained bullet flew out and fell into the dust. Its original color could not be seen, and Zuo An had no intention of picking it up.

The wound was getting bigger and bigger, and the blood was flowing faster and faster, but Zuo An seemed to be insensitive to the pain. He took out a bottle of medicine from his arms and poured it directly onto the wound until the blood stopped flowing. Then Zuo An stopped what he was doing, took out a handkerchief whose original color could not be seen, and bandaged the wound.

After doing all this, Zuo An stood up and walked towards Lan Yilin. From the way he walked, there was no sign that his leg was injured. It can be seen that this man's character is much stronger than Feng Qingchen's.

Not even willing to look at Lan Yilin, Zuo An raised the knife, ready to cut off Lan Yilin's head. In his eyes, the head in front of him was worth one thousand taels. Although it went against his principles, principles would succumb to reality. For example, he was in great need of money now, and if he had no more income, he would go and rob.

Besides, he had just violated his principles once, so what would it matter if he violated them again? As for the rest, they had nothing to do with him. He was only loyal to himself.

But at this moment, the sound of horse hooves that had just left sounded again. Zuo An knew who was coming. He paused his knife in mid-air, then continued his action.

This distance was enough for him to take the head and still have time to leave.

But Zuo An misjudged the range of the bullet. At the moment when the knife in his hand fell, Feng Qingchen fired...

With a "bang", the bullet hit Zuo'an's feet. The killer instinct made him dodge backwards, and he missed the best time to take Lan Yilin's head. Moving forward, Feng Qingchen's bullets swept over him densely, leaving him no chance to get close.

When Feng Qingchen's gunshots rang out, the Wang family's secret guards also rushed over and surrounded Zuo An, and the situation was reversed in an instant...

Zuo An knew that he was doomed this time. Standing in the middle, Zuo An had no intention of taking action.

Feng Qingchen, the Ninth Prince, and Wang Jinling rode forward.

"Killer Zuo An, you don't kill women, the elderly and children. I didn't expect that you would accept the mission to assassinate Feng Qingchen and even plan to kill a woman." Obviously Wang Jinling knew this person, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his words.

"Two hundred thousand taels of gold would tempt anyone, and Zuo An is also a human being." Zuo An did not take Wang Jinling's sarcasm to heart. He was a killer, and the moment his hands were stained with blood, he was destined to be a man who ran for money.

He didn't kill women, the elderly and children just to buy himself peace of mind. But in front of two hundred thousand taels of gold, anyone would become a devil. Why should he feel bad about the silver?

"Two hundred thousand taels of gold is a lot, but there are not many people in the Kyushu Continent who can afford this amount of money." Wang Jinling looked down at Zuo An, his superiority evident. He was asking Zuo An who wanted to kill Feng Qingchen.

"Yes, that's what makes people crazy, isn't it? Miss Feng, you have to be careful. Not everyone is like Zuo An, who would give up two hundred thousand taels of gold and be interested in the hidden weapon in your hand." Zuo An was also telling Wang Jinling that he didn't know who hired the killer to kill Feng Qingchen. At the same time, he also let Feng Qingchen go once. If it weren't for this reason, Feng Qingchen would have died long ago.

"It is rumored in the martial arts world that the killer Zuo An is a weapons maniac, and it is indeed true." Wang Jinling did not doubt Zuo An's words. For such a long time just now, Feng Qingchen was the only one there. If Zuo An had been ruthless, Feng Qingchen would have died long ago.

Zuo An frowned and said nothing in the end, because this was the fact and he had no way to refute it. The money he earned from killing people was spent on the production and research of weapons. This was not a big secret and everyone in the world knew it.

The killer Zuo An will come out to accept the mission, which means that he has spent all his money again!

“Zuo An, since you disclosed the information, please give up this mission and I will spare your life.” The Ninth Prince waved his hand, signaling the secret guards to step back and let Zuo An go.

This was a decision, not a consultation with the Left Bank.

"Even if I give up, others will not give up. The entire killer world is crazy about Feng Qingchen's life." Zuo An put away his sword and told the Ninth Uncle his decision.

He is a smart man and certainly won't seek his own death.

Don't talk to him like that. A killer has to complete his mission even if he dies. If he dies... who will get the money he earns?

"I will take care of it myself." The Ninth Prince fully demonstrated his confident side.

He would not make the same mistake a second time. He left Feng Qingchen alone because their trip was low-key enough and did not alarm anyone. Even the emperor did not know the time of their departure. In addition, given Feng Qingchen's dress and the fact that she was not walking with the two of them, no one would know who she was.

They were too confident and almost failed!

"That's right, who dares to snatch food from a tiger's mouth?" Zuo An glanced at Wang Jinling intentionally or unintentionally when he said this. Just when Wang Jinling frowned in dissatisfaction, Zuo An left in a chic manner...

The news that the killer Zuo An failed in assassinating Feng Qingchen and gave up the mission spread throughout the killer world at once, causing many killers who were planning to take action to give up the idea.

Even Zuo An suffered a loss, how could they do it? Of course, this also aroused the competitive spirit of another part of the people. This mission was not only for 200,000 taels of gold, but also to break the myth of the killer Zuo An!