Chapter 997 Mao Buhui's Choice

I was in mid-air, and I almost subconsciously looked back, but the scene that came into my eyes shocked me and made me look unbelievable.

I saw that Mao Buhui still maintained the posture of kicking me away. At this time, his temperament changed drastically. Before, he always gave people a very frivolous feeling, but at this moment, his expression became extremely calm and calm, and there was even a flash of murderous intent in his eyes.

I widened my eyes and wanted to scold Mao Buhui, but the next second, my pupils suddenly shrank again.

Because I saw a white light suddenly passed Mao Buhui's shoulder and shot directly into the ground where I was standing before.

And these silver needles were shot by Hu Qing who was standing behind Mao Buhui.

"Damn it!" At this time, I heard Mao Buhui yelling, and the leg that he kicked me with spurted out a flash of blood. I looked closely and saw that a silver needle had pierced his calf, and with a "puff" sound, it shot into the ground again.

At this time, the power in my body gradually dissipated, and my body fell down, and I slapped the ground with my palm, and the whole person flew up again.

I was in mid-air, and my whole body had turned around. Then, I slapped the Zanling Knife at my waist with my right hand.

With a "swish", the Zanling Knife was unsheathed, and then, I pinched my fingers, used Qi as a guide, and pointed at Hu Qing.

"Buzz..."

A trembling sound rang out, and in an instant, the Soul-Slaying Blade, wrapped in a dazzling blade light, swept past Mao Buhui and went straight to Hu Qing's face. The

Soul-Slaying Blade was extremely fast, as if it had jumped through time and space, and it flew in front of Hu Qing almost at the moment the blade light flashed.

Hu Qing's expression changed, and the next second, he saw his wrist holding the sheepskin shook violently, and then the whole sheepskin scroll was unfolded, and the densely packed silver needles inside were shot out like a fairy retail investor.

For a while, the sound of "crackling" continued to ring, and countless silver needles collided with the Soul-Slaying Blade.

This series of events may seem slow, but they happened quickly. From Hu Qing's sudden sneak attack on me, to my being kicked away by Mao Buhui, to my counterattack with my sword, it took only a few seconds.

However, during these few seconds, I almost misunderstood Mao Buhui, and even more so, I was sneak attacked by Hu Qing.

At this moment, when the Soul-Slaying Sword collided with countless silver needles, Mao Buhui snorted coldly, and then he suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched a high-speed flying silver needle with two fingers, and then threw it fiercely at Hu Qing who was running downstairs.

There was a "whoosh" sound, and then there was the muffled sound of the silver needle piercing the flesh. Hu Qing, who had just run to the stairs, was shocked, and then he staggered and fell forward.

Because the stairs were too close to the edge of the roof, he fell down along the roof. A few seconds later, there was a muffled "bang" sound, and Hu Qing's body hit the ground hard.

"This son of a bitch, how come I didn't see that he had a rebellious bone in his head." Mao Buhui said 'Puh', then sat on the ground with his hands covering his legs, muttering: "It hurts so much."

'Buzz buzz...'

The Soul-Slaying Blade made a trembling sound, flew around, and was grasped in my hand with a 'snap' sound, and then returned to the sheath.

"Are you okay?" I walked to Mao Buhui's side and asked in a low voice.

"It's far away from the heart, it's not a big problem, be careful, I feel... we should have fallen into a trap." After Mao Buhui finished speaking, he squinted his eyes and scanned the surrounding darkness.

I nodded and then looked at Qin Chuan.

To my surprise, this person did not take advantage of the chaos to slip away, but remained sitting there, smoking a cigarette in his mouth.

"Why don't you run?" I asked.

He grinned and said, "Why should I run? You should be the one to run, right?"

As he finished speaking, there were chaotic footsteps and sounds of breaking through the air, and then dozens of masked men in black rushed out from various corners.

Some of these people rushed up from downstairs, and some flew out directly from the darkness. As soon as they appeared, they surrounded Mao Buhui and me.

"Sure enough." Mao Buhui shook his head helplessly, then turned to look at me and said, "It seems that someone wants you dead!"

I didn't say anything, but squinted my eyes and scanned these black-clothed men, then looked at Qin Chuan and said, "Is it Zhang Wudi who wants to kill me?"

"Haha, guess?" Qin Chuan smiled coldly, then slowly stood up, patted the dust on his body and said, "It's a pity. Originally, as the descendant of the Zou Yinren lineage, the future living Yin messenger, you have a bright future waiting for you, but you should never join this power game. This is not what you should get involved in, and it is not what you Zou Yinren are good at. Every descendant of you Zou Yinren lineage has been invincible in the world, but has never been involved in the officialdom. Do you know why?"

Qin Chuan looked at me, and when he saw that I didn't say anything, he continued with a smile: "Because , you are too straightforward and generous. The world of rivers and lakes, where revenge is easy, suits you, but the officialdom, where intrigue is everywhere, is not suitable for you. "

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked downstairs. As he walked, he waved his hand behind my back and said with a smile: "Finally, let me make up for it. It's not someone who wants to kill you, but someone who wants to kill the person who sits on the throne of the Director of the Intelligence Bureau. If you sit on it, they will kill you. If someone else sits on it, they will also kill him, unless the person who sits on it is... hehe!"

Qin Chuan's laughter gradually became lower and lower, and then slowly became inaudible, but he had already walked away.

And I, frowned, pressed my right hand on the Zhanling Knife.

"Go away." I suddenly said this.

Mao Buhui was startled when he heard this, and then cursed: "Leave? Leaving, you mother, if I leave and you die, what will happen to Chunya? You promised me."

"You are from Maoshan, they shouldn't do anything to you, you can even... join them!" I said in a low voice.

Hearing this, Mao Buhui didn't say anything, but turned to look at the men in black.

"He is right, Mao Buhui, join us, as long as we kill him, no matter what you ask, we can agree to it."

A man in black suddenly spoke, looking at Mao Buhui and said.

Mao Buhui frowned, glanced at the man in black, and then looked at me.

After a long while, he suddenly laughed, and his laugh was very presumptuous, and even... very dissolute.

"In my life, I, Mao Buhui, have never broken my promise to others, so..."

Mao Buhui's eyes suddenly focused, and then, he suddenly stood up from the ground, like a ferocious beast, and rushed straight to the group of men in black.

"So, you can go to hell!"