Chapter 325 (1/2)
Wu Zhu slightly lowered his head and allowed the cold night wind to blow as it pushed against the black cloth on his eyes His steady and terrifying right hand slorapped around the handle of the iron rod at the side of his waist Step by step he walked towards the direction of the noodle shop
The thin clothing the h cloth, of a dirt-yellow color with half sleeves It was exactly the outfit of a hard labor worker at a river wharf south of Jingdou There was nothing strange about it at all He blinked, and the coldness in his eyes did not change at all; neither did the expression on his face Only with the sound of Wu Zhu's footsteps did he slowly rise froht knife in the cloth-clothed h the air with a whistle The straight edge swung through the neck of an old droopingup noodles The neck of the noodle shop ownersound and fresh blood sprayed out fro perfectly in the noodle pot!
Closely following that, the head of the noodle shop owner clicked and, like an autumn tree heavily laden with fruit, detached from the body and landed with a splash in the noodle soup The landing sent up a spray of hot, bloody soup
Without warning, without reason An unusually cold and steady strike The shop oas beheaded and his old head bobbed up and down in the soup which had already been dyed a dusky red Under the light of the flickering oil lae
At this moment, Wu Zhu stood forty feet in front of the cloth-clothed man The half of his face not covered by the black cloth did not move at all, as if he did not care that the other person had just killed an innocent noodle shop owner in front of him
”You come from the south” The blinda sense a rhythht knife That pair of cold eyes focused on Wu Zhu, and although neither his eyes nor expression revealed any eave people the ih alertness
”Routine inspection” The cloth-clothedyou back”
Wu Zhu said, ”You are here to kill Fan Xian”
The cloth-clothed man said, ”You purposely released the information”
”Because I couldn't find you in the south, so I had to use this method to force you to show yourself” Wu Zhu stared coldly at hi at a dead man ”Once you knew Fan Xian was her descendant, you would rush to Jingdou to kill him”
The cloth-clothed man's eyebrows moved oddly, as if they wanted to express surprise and confusion; it was clear his expression was a bit stiff, and so it appeared a little strange The two eyebroisted like two little worms
”You knew the reason, so you had me codou to kill Fan Xian after learning he was Ye Qingmei's son? From the conversation between Wu Zhu and this cloth-clothed man, it was clear that these two people knew each other
Furthermore, Wu Zhu knew that once thisto codou to kill him, and so had purposely waited outside the Fan Manor
So it seedou was caused by Wu Zhu pretending tooff Ku He, so he could reveal Fan Xian's past from the distant Northern Qi This also ensured he would be able to do so without leaving any trace of himself
If uncle blind had the ability to concoct this beautiful plan, then the only reason for all this was to draw this cloth-clothed dou
Who exactly was the cloth-clothed o, on the southern seaside of the Qing Kingdom, there appeared a nameless man He searched everywhere for a blind man, and when his question was met with no answer, he would very siave no excuse and asked for no reasons
He was the Nanjiang serial killer that Fan Xian and Yan Bingyun could not forget
Once the Ministry of Justice were at their wit's end, the Overwatch Council finally began investigating these strange and bizarre killings However, each time an ace of the Overwatch Council tracked down the nameless man, they would be counter-attacked and killed without mercy And so, until now, no one knehat the naht about borrowing troops froer Guards south; the reason was this man
He had just appeared out of nowhere, and seemed unfamiliar with the way he should behave and the norms of this world Thus, he had unnecessarily killed too radually understood s; so he put his wild hair into a corass shoes, and chose a straight knife co At the sah cloth clothes
Wu Zhu took a step forward and was a little bit closer to the noodle shop He lowered his head slightly and said, ”I went to find you in the south, but failed”
The cloth-clothed : ”I looked for you in the south, and also failed”
Wu Zhu's feet were bare, the cloth-clothed htly bundled behind his head, it moved not an inch The cloth-clothed her on the head
The aura around the two of the and appearance, these two things see them apart The aura on their bodies showed these tere bothht Each was clearly searching for the other, yet they cared greatly about who first found who
They demanded themselves to first find the other, and not be discovered by the other Although this appeared to be the same, it was like the battle of life and death between the hunter and the injured tiger Whoever had the advantage was the one ould continue existing in this world
”Someone told you I was in the south,” Wu Zhu said
The cloth-clothed man did not reply to his question; instead, he said, ”Cannot leave a trace”
Wu Zhu said, ”She has already left too many traces Go back to the temple, I won't kill you”
The cloth-clothed man seemed to think Wu Zhu's words were rather inexplicable, and was in great conflict with the truth he had always followed A strange eht and cold as ice This kind of emotion was rare to see in people's eyes
”You come back with me” The cloth-clothed man's voice remained ery ”I forgot sos—wait until I remember”
The conversation between the two e rhythm the entire time; furthermore, if closer attention was paid, it could be discovered that these two had not asked a single question They had only spoken in very certain tones Perhaps they were both very confident in their ability to judge logically; enoric
The lips of the two peoplea final soundless negotiation
The negotiation broke, and Wu Zhu took another step towards the noodle shop The distance between the two people shrank from 40 feet to 20 feet
The cloth-clothed le step back He only stared at the iron rod in Wu Zhu's pale white hand, as if waiting for the rod to sprout flowers
A low spluttering sound came from the stove with the pot of noodles The soup with the human head boiled over with red bloody bubbles; they followed the rim of the pot and fell into the stove They spluttered as they came into contact with the cherry red coals and a smoky stench rose
Wu Zhu moved The black cloth around his eyes immediately dissolved into a streak of black silk The iron rod in his hands did not sprout flowers; it was as sharp as a baht towards the cloth-clothed e was that, today, Wu Zhu did not choose to aim his rod at the throat
At almost the exact saht knife also moved The two people th and speed; no one would be able to tell the difference between them
The distance of 20 feet disappeared in the blink of an eye Wu Zhu and the cloth-clothed ether
Their speed was too quick, appearing to exceed the limits of what the eye could observe It seemed that in one moment, the tere still separated by two dozen feet, and in the next, the tere standing nose to nose!
Their speed was so fast that they seeht Fan Xian before his injury; that shadow assassin fro were here: none would have reacted in time They could have only waited to die Other than the four Great Grandmasters, no one else had ever experienced such a realether, they didn't produce brilliant fireworks; rather, their caed, terrifyingly, fro from the tip of the knife onto the floor
An iron rod ith incoh the cloth-clothed htest deviation
Wu Zhu had htly faster than his opponent When the two clashed together, his left knee took the extra tihtly quicker, but it was enough to save his life
At thatposition The iron rod in his hand pointed upwards slightly, as if he were holding a torch to honor the heavens, and was pierced through his opponent's abdoarden behind the little alley The sounds were extreht, yet they landed in Wu Zhu and the cloth-clothed h wood, the two people silently moved apart and the weapons in their hands slowly slid out of the other person's body At this moment, a click came fro was broken!