Martial Arts Assassin Master

Chapter 21 Luoyang City

After locking the target, Zhao Fanxing saw the destination on the mini map: Luoyang City.

He said to Li Yuran who was eating, "Miss Li, we are going to Luoyang City."

Li Yuran was confused: "Luoyang City? Where are you going and what are you doing?"

Zhao Fanxing replied: "Find a killer."

Li Yuran's almond-shaped eyes widened: "Brother Zhao, I saw that you are going to punish rape and eradicate evil again."

He smiled slightly: "Not bad."

After saying that, the two said goodbye to Lu Wushuang, the leader of the Qingcheng Sect, and embarked on the road to Luoyang City.

Because of the use of lightness kung fu, this time the action was very fast, and it also avoided the bumps of the carriage.

Three days later, in early spring, at noon, in the city of Luoyang.

The golden sunlight scattered on the streets of Luoyang City, illuminating the whole city extremely brightly.

The flowers in the city are blooming and fragrant.

Zhao Fanxing and Li Yuran strolled in the city, admiring the beauty of flowers while looking at the magnificent buildings of Luoyang City.

The small map also shows the topography of Luoyang City.

With the help of the system, the two came to a place called "Flying Bird Restaurant".

At this time, the place was already crowded with guests.

In the restaurant, the noise was endless, and the drinkers were very happy to change their glasses.

Zhao Fanxing searched for a while and finally found an empty seat to sit down.

Xiao Er immediately stepped forward and asked respectfully, "You two guests, what would you like to eat?"

Zhao Fanxing wasn't thinking about eating at all, so he said casually, "Two bowls of Yangchun noodles."

Xiao Er nodded, turned around and left: "Well, guest officer, I'll go and prepare it for you right now."

Facing such a complex environment, it is very difficult to find goals.

What's more, the killer of the Five Poison Sect named Ouyang Mie is likely to be wearing the clothes of ordinary people, making it even more difficult to identify.

Zhao Fanxing was not in a hurry, but kept scanning everything in front of him and observing carefully.

The hard work paid off, and he finally found the suspicious person.

Three swordsmen walked in from the outside. They were all wearing raincoats and bamboo hats. Their expressions were very serious and they scanned the surroundings alertly.

The waiter came up and said, "You three gentlemen, what would you like to eat?"

The swordsmen replied: "Kung Pao chicken, spicy tofu, hibiscus soup."

Xiao Er smiled happily: "Well, guest officer."

After the three swordsmen sat down, one hand was placed on the table, while the other hand was holding the long sword tightly, showing no intention of relaxing.

This also aroused Zhao Fanxing's curiosity.

He didn't eat the bowl of Yangchun noodles in front of him at all, but started thinking about it.

Do these guys already know that there are killers who want to assassinate them?

The dishes were quickly served by Xiao Er: "Guest officer, take your time!"

The swordsmen didn't say much, but took out a silver needle from their arms, and began to test whether the food was poisonous.

Tried them all, no problem at all in the meal.

The swordsmen felt relieved, picked up their chopsticks and ate.

They were obviously hungry and devoured their food.

Zhao Fanxing watched from the side, but did not see any flaws.

But at this moment, one of the swordsmen suddenly put down his chopsticks and covered his throat with a grim expression: "No, I can't breathe!"

Immediately afterwards, he fell to the ground on his back in pain, his body still twitching.

The other two swordsmen wanted to reach out to help him, but they also felt difficulty breathing and fell down.

The eyeballs of the three were protruding, their faces were blue, blood flowed from the corners of their mouths, and they stopped breathing soon.

"Ah! Someone died!" The diners around were so frightened that they stood up and ran away, not daring to stay.

Zhao Fanxing was also confused by the scene in front of him: "Could it be that someone poisoned it? But there is no poison in the food?"

Li Yuran's eyes widened and he said, "It's terrible. Why did they die so quickly?"

However, the previous bloody experience made him calm down quickly.Look around intently.

I saw a man in Tsing Yi not only didn't panic after seeing the swordsman die, but turned around and left with an imperceptible smile on his face.

Zhao Fanxing became suspicious, and immediately led Li Yuran to chase after him.

During this process, he suddenly discovered that the chopsticks had turned black.

It's chopsticks!The killer put poison on the chopsticks!
Zhao Fanxing secretly admired: "This guy is really a master of poisoning."

As the diners were running away, the scene was extremely chaotic, and it was difficult for him to see the man in Tsing Yi.

However, with the help of the small map, he still successfully identified the target's location.

Zhao Fanxing jumped onto the roof, changed into night clothes, put on a mask, and followed secretly.

The man in green clothes walked steadily among the chaotic crowd, and soon left the scene of the incident and walked through the alley.

Zhao Fanxing also followed the target and moved around, chasing after him.

The man in Tsing Yi finally stopped in a remote corner and looked around for a while.

After finding no one around, he took out a small medicine bottle from his arms and said proudly: "Kill three more people. It seems that I can get a lot of money."

Zhao Fanxing has completely determined his goal and will never let go of such a good opportunity.

"Vajna Prajna Palm!" He flew towards the target, waved his palms, and slapped the top of the enemy's head.

The man in green reacted quickly and quickly raised his palms to fight with him.

"Crack!" The palms of the two met, and they were shocked to retreat.

However, Zhao Fanxing felt his hands were extremely itchy. When he looked closely, he found that there was a ball of black ointment on his palms.

The man in green sneered: "Where did this brat come from? How dare you meddle in my business?"

He didn't answer, but resorted to the "Arhat's Subduing Demon Kungfu" to mobilize his internal force and force out the poison on his palm.

The man in Tsing Yi praised: "Your Excellency's internal strength is very strong, you can actually force out my poison."

Zhao Fanxing felt relieved and asked, "Are you Ouyang Mie?"

The man in green nodded slightly; "You are going to die anyway, so it doesn't hurt to know."

Zhao Fanxing smiled: "You are too happy."

Before he finished speaking, he waved his palms and released dozens of palm winds at the enemy.

Ouyang Mie kept jumping sideways to dodge.

"Boom boom boom!" Relying on his quick movement, the enemy dodged all his attacks.

After dodging, Ouyang Mie also made a vertical leap to Zhao Fanxing's right side, and raised his right hand to release a large green poisonous mist.

Zhao Fanxing hurriedly closed his lips, stopped breathing, and flew back.

But even so, part of the poisonous gas was still inhaled by him, making it difficult for him to breathe and dizzy.

Zhao Fanxing hastily mobilized his internal force to force out the poison again.

Ouyang Mie took advantage of this opportunity, pulled out the dagger from his waist, and stabbed him directly in the chest.

Zhao Fanxing couldn't dodge in time, drew his knife out of its sheath, and blocked it in front of his chest.

"Clang!" The enemy's attack was bounced off, failing to hit the target.

Ouyang Mie sneered: "Boy, you are lucky, you didn't let me succeed."

Zhao Fanxing stared at the enemy closely and said slowly: "Ouyang Mie, today, I will personally behead you!"

(End of this chapter)