Chapter 1148

Long Xiaoshan did not completely destroy the corpse.

He knew that if he killed so many people today, it would definitely cause a shock, after all, this was the foot of the world, the center of Huaxia.

Maybe he'll find out about it soon.

But that's exactly what he's about.

He didn't believe that so many killers would appear in Yanjing, and no one would notice it, if they couldn't be discovered, those special institutions in Yanjing would all eat dry food?

However, so far, no one has reminded him.

Then someone must have suppressed the news or helped these killers cover up their traces.

In the entire Yanjing, there are only a handful of people with this ability.

This matter is absolutely inseparable from the Shen family or the six major families, and only they can suppress the news.

I want to cover up.

Long Xiaoshan sneered, I will kill him upside down, let everyone see it, come to provoke my Long Xiaoshan's fate, and expose all the killers in broad daylight.

I think you can still hold it down, right?

Long Xiaoshan's killing intent was monstrous, and there were already thirty-seven killers who died in his hands......

But!

He hasn't killed enough!

Since you want to kill, you will kill them thoroughly, except for these thirty-seven people, these killer organizations have people who respond, and it is impossible to do it alone, after all, just transporting those weapons to Yanjing will take a huge amount of effort.

He had already gathered enough clues from these killers just now.

Long Xiaoshan disappeared into the sewer in an instant.

That day, the whole Yanjing.

All the killers' nests, temporary strongholds, were found by Long Xiaoshan and uprooted, and these killers' strongholds are extremely secretive, some are hidden in old residential areas, some are in basements, and some are even in universities......

Those killers are even better at disguise, some are disguised as seventy or eighty-year-old people, some are disguised as white-collar workers in the company, and some are disguised as international students, not to mention ordinary people, even grandmasters may not be able to find these people.

After all, there are many killers, and there are no traces of cultivation at all.

Only Long Xiaoshan's strong Heaven and Earth Listening to Dafa can catch clues from them, find them, and kill them all.

On that day, Long Xiaoshan killed people's heads.

France, fallen angels.

Germany, Hydra.

Italy, Caesar's sword.

Southeast Asia, Eyes of the Night.

Western Europe, the Bloody Massacre.

Dongying, Oni Shinobi.

......

There were twenty-seven top-level killer organizations, and two hundred and forty-three killers were pulled out by Long Xiaoshan and trampled them out one by one.

Walk out of a Japanese restaurant.

Stand under the eaves.

Long Xiaoshan's body is still dusty.

In the restaurant behind him, there was dead silence, and a faint smell of blood came out.

After slashing the six ninjas in the Oni Ninja Stronghold.

Long Xiaoshan looked into the distance and muttered, "There is one last one left......

In June, the sky changes when it is said.

There was a thunderclap, and soon it rained heavily in the sky, and the pouring rain turned the world white.

The people on the street all hid in their houses.

A homeless man sits on a street corner, wearing a fisherman's hat and a bowl in front of him.

He seemed to have a crippled leg and foot, and even though it was raining heavily, he did not hide under the eaves.

Let the rain wash over his body.

But if anyone could stand next to him, they would be shocked to find that the rain fell on him as if it had fallen on a lotus leaf, and it was all rolling down, which was extremely strange.

Suddenly, his eyes darkened, and the rain seemed to be less than there above his head.

The homeless man looked up tremblingly and saw a burly young man with a god-like appearance standing in front of him, and when the heavy rain fell on the young man's body an inch around his body, he would be bounced open by an invisible air shield.

The homeless man's eyes were gray, and he seemed to be half-blind, and he raised the bowl tremblingly.

The young man smiled faintly and raised his hand to throw down a few banknotes.

"Thank you, thank you......"

The homeless man spoke with a vague, crappy accent.

He put the bowl in front of him, looked at the banknotes, and his eyes suddenly shrank slightly, those banknotes ...... It's the Stygian coin!

A faint voice came: "You're welcome, you'll be able to use it in a while." ”

Rumble!

A furious aura struck.

Long Xiaoshan flexed his fingers into claws, instantly pinched the tramp's neck in his hand, and was about to lift him up, when the tramp's body suddenly twisted, like a slippery loach, slid out of Long Xiaoshan's palm.

Immediately after, an incomparably cold aura struck Long Xiaoshan's abdomen.

It was a long needle like chopsticks.

The whole body is pitch black and exudes a fishy smell.

Bite!

The long needle pierced Long Xiaoshan's abdomen, making a sound like a clash of gold and iron, the homeless man's face changed, his weapon was a needle, and he was the best at breaking all hard skills, once he assassinated a horizontal refining grandmaster.

I can't break through this guy's body, could it be that this guy is wearing inner armor inside.

Bang!

A palm print down!

The rain in a radius of tens of meters was swept over and condensed into a white giant palm.

The violent momentum made the homeless man's face change wildly, this kind of momentum was definitely not an ordinary grandmaster, so close to the distance, he couldn't dodge at all, and in an instant, the homeless man was wrapped into a ball.

Bang!

Long Xiaoshan slapped his palm on the homeless man, as if hitting a slippery leather ball, poof, the homeless man was smashed to the ground by the huge and incomparable force, and the whole person was almost flattened into a blank paper, and then, violently restored to its original state, catapulted to a height of dozens of meters, and fell directly on the glass wall of a building on the side of the street, and his limbs were attached to the glass wall, sliding like a spider......

Hey!

Even Long Xiaoshan couldn't help but show a hint of surprise.

He had met so many grandmasters, and five or six had died at his hands.

However, this is the first time that such a strange opponent has been encountered.

Although the strength of this homeless man is far superior to the miscellaneous fish he killed before, he has reached the grandmaster level, but he is obviously very ordinary in the master level of the master, not to mention that compared with the level of ghosts and mortals, it is much worse than Wu Yuankui and Kunta who were killed in the Medicine King Valley at the beginning.

Able to escape from his two attacks.

You must know that his current strength is not what it used to be, even if it is just an ordinary shot, without using hole cards, it is enough to be comparable to the great master of the late stage of the prefecture.

A guy at the beginning of the most prefecture-level level,

It was meant to be killed.

"It's kind of interesting......"

It seems that these killers of the underground world can not become famous for nothing.

Seeing that the homeless man was crawling fast, he had crossed a corner in an instant and disappeared from view, Long Xiaoshan took a step unhurriedly, as if shrinking into inches, and came to the bottom of the building, Long Xiaoshan jumped directly on the wall, moved his feet, and turned into an afterimage, just violating the laws of physics and running wildly on the vertical wall.