Chapter 211: Fighting

The woman behind her is not a good stubble.

At the same time as the little girl attacked at great speed, she approached Du Hao as soft as a bone behind her, and the fragrance on her body was intoxicating.

Gas?

Du Hao was distracted and held his breath, and threw out a few silver needles at her with his left hand.

The silver needle switled in mid-air with a silver glow, and shot at her with a nimbly turn.

The woman's eyes widened slightly, with a cold smile on the corner of her mouth, and a few silver needles appeared in her hand like Du Hao.

With all her might, she shot several silver needles straight out, the thin needles that seemed to break the resistance of the air, making a piercing sound of breaking through the air.

Before the silver needle reached Du Hao's side, she turned her body and quickly came to the other side, the cold light in her hand was cold, and several silver needles shot out.

In Du Hao's eyes, the movement was quite slow, but in fact it was only a few seconds.

The woman's speed was as fast as the little girl, and the silver needle instantly surrounded Du Hao from all directions.

Du Hao snorted, and a layer of white mist appeared around him.

He ignored the silver needles coming from all directions, and moved straight in the direction of the little girl.

"Boom!"

Before Du Hao could get closer, the little girl stared at her and said the first word in her mouth.

In her crisp children's voice, Du Hao's surroundings were triggered by the little girl as if they had been buried with voice control, and they exploded with a "bang"!

The huge impact swept a small space, and the place where Du Hao was located briefly became a vacuum.

The space changed dramatically, and the small area became distorted and blurred, making it difficult to see what was going on.

The woman looked at this scene with some excitement, and complimented the little girl in a coquettish voice: "Awesome, worthy of being the fifth!" ”

The little girl looked at the woman in front of her expressionlessly, and after a few seconds, a hint of surprise flashed in her apricot eyes. Half-squinting, she cautiously took the dagger in her hand and stabbed it into the vacuum.

As soon as the dagger entered, it was pulled by someone.

The little girl reacted very quickly and pulled the dagger back, but the power inside made it difficult for her to resist. After weighing it, she directly abandoned the dagger, and the speed of her feet retreated, reaching a distance of about fifty meters in an instant.

Du Hao stood at the center of the explosion with his eyes closed, releasing his perception.

He raised his hands, and with a movement, silver needles flew out.

"Look for death!"

Du Hao was murderous, and his expression was cold.

His silver needle was not the same as the woman shot before, and he saw a silver light that seemed to carry life to find his target accurately, and kept attacking the woman and the little girl.

"It's not dead under the hands of Five, and sure enough, there are two brushes." The woman muttered, and then fished over the little girl and disappeared in an instant.

is worthy of being a professional killer, the offensive is fierce, and he runs away as soon as he is in a weak position.

Du Hao stood in place and did not pursue, and when he sensed that the two people had indeed left, he couldn't suppress a muffled snort, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

This time he was careless.

I didn't expect this little girl to have this ability!

If it weren't for the fact that he immediately took the opportunity to draw out almost all the true qi in his body, and all of it exploded around his body, I am afraid that it would not be a question of whether he would die or not, but whether there would be a whole corpse.

The little girl didn't know what she had done with the dagger, but every time she stabbed him, she left a special substance in the air around her.

When people are not paying attention, it is impossible to prevent it.

Du Hao opened his eyes bitterly, feeling the weakness of the true qi in his body being drained, and the wound on his body surface that was torn by the air and smiled bitterly.

Coughing a few times, he swallowed the fishy smell that churned in his throat, and the words that the woman had just said came to his mind.

That little girl's name is Five? Such a powerful character is only ranked five, it seems that there must be an unusual organization behind them.

Sighing in his heart, Du Hao suddenly remembered the last time he was attacked, the man with the mechanical arm who was killed, and the murderer who couldn't even catch up with him in the end.

Maybe two groups of people are from the same organization.

Thinking of this, he immediately called Deng Zhehan: "Deng Dong, do you remember that not long ago I sent you a photo of a man and asked you to help check it?" I don't know if you found out anything. ”

"Of course I do." Deng Zhehan replied, "But I really haven't found out this man for a while, and his information seems to have been deliberately eliminated." ”

"Okay, I got it."

Du Hao frowned: "Today I was attacked by two professional killers, and there was a little girl named No. 5 in it, who should be ranked fifth in that organization." You can help me find out if there is a little girl in the fifth ranking of any killer organization. And I think they probably belong to the same organization as the man I asked you to check. ”

Deng Zhehan was startled, and hurriedly asked with concern: "Professional killer?" Sir, you're not hurt, are you? ”

"It's okay, it's okay." Du Hao replied.

Deng Zhehan breathed a sigh of relief and promised: "That's good." I'll check it out as soon as possible, and I'll tell you if there's any news. Sir, you have been paying attention to safety lately. ”

Du Hao hung up the phone with a few words of greeting him.

Then I drove the car for a while and came to an indoor parking spot.

His injuries are a bit serious, and he must be treated with the Taixuan Medicine Sutra now, otherwise once he goes back and is discovered by Yingrong, won't it make her worry?

"Jingle Bell~"

The phone rings.

Du Hao pulled down the handbrake while frowning and took out his mobile phone. Seeing that it was Ji Yingrong's phone, he hurriedly picked it up: "Yingrong, what's wrong?" ”

"Du Hao, where are you this wretch? Come back to me quickly! Something happened to Yingrong. The phone rang on the other end, and her mother-in-law Fang Xiumei's voice was sharp and anxious.

Du Hao's heart tightened, and the injuries in his body that had been comforted broke out together.

He coughed violently a few times, and forced himself to ask on the phone, "Mom, what's wrong with Yingrong?" ”

"Just now, someone from the tax bureau suddenly came to the house and said that Yingrong had issued a false VAT invoice of 10 million yuan when he was managing the project. It's a crime, and it's such a big amount! ”

Fang Xiumei may have been out of proportion, and she actually showed her vulnerability in the conversation with Du Hao.

"They brought a lot of evidence with them, as well as a formal arrest warrant," she said in a panic. I couldn't stop it at all, so Yingrong had already been taken away by them. You say how could Yingrong do such a thing? It must be Ji Changhe's ghost! ”

Du Hao's eyebrows jumped, and he hurriedly comforted: "Mom, don't worry. I'll figure it out. ”

"Hurry up and save Yingrong for me! Otherwise, don't come back. When Fang Xiumei heard his words, she immediately said loudly, "Did you hear that?" ”

"Okay."

After Du Hao finished speaking, he took the initiative to hang up Fang Xiumei's phone for the first time.

His breath was disordered, and his injuries were not light.

Obviously, there is no way to calm down and find evidence to save Yingrong.

After a while, he made up his mind and forced himself to put aside his distracting thoughts and sink into the Taixuan Medicine Sutra.

The mind wandered, and soon found that there were some other chapters that would help the body to recover from strength, and Du Hao went over and over again, completely sinking into the practice of his mind.