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When the invisible Wang Le stood in front of the manor of Tianzi No. 1 and began to break the false Dharma eyes and see through the supernatural powers, the autumn wind swept across this quiet and peaceful world was stern and stern.

In the sight of the open Breaking Defiance Dharma Eye, the villa manor of Tianzi No. 1 was fully visible, and all the characters in the bedrooms were seen by Wang Le and silently remembered in his heart.

"This old Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe and sitting cross-legged on the bed with long white beards must be Nan Huaiyuan who made the young master more careful."

"Hey, that Lu Xuan and the mourner are here too. Last time I didn't kill you, but this time I came to my door again. If I don't accept it, I'll be embarrassed."

"Is this the funny Dou Xiaodou that Zhao Mike mentioned, and the fellow disciple who is also a fat tuft, seems to have a little less martial arts cultivation."

The three-story main building of the villa manor was carefully seen through Wang Le, who was standing outside the manor, from top to bottom.

In addition to the mourners and Lu Xuan who Wang Le met and met before, Nan Huaiyuan and Dou Xiaodou, and four martial arts masters have seen them for the first time.

Of course, after tonight, some of them will be the last time Wang Le saw them, and from then on, the yin and yang will be separated.

After a while, Wang Le, who had been standing quietly in front of the manor gate, moved. He quickly walked to the courtyard wall with a small quick step and tried hard, and his toes slightly stepped on the ground. He instantly rose up and crossed the wall, then controlled his body and fell silently on the lawn under the corner of the manor.

As soon as his feet stepped on the lawn, Wang Le shot out like a leopard without stopping, and rushed straight to the main building not far ahead.

In the dark manor without lights, the invisible Wang Le came to the wall of the house in two steps. Because there were carved portraits on it, the wall was uneven. Wang Le easily climbed up like a monkey, and first came to the window at the end of the corridor on the second floor.

Still moving, Wang Le pried open the window skillfully and landed on the corridor in the room.

There are four bedrooms on both sides of the corridor, and the Mourner, Lu Xuan and the four martial arts masters all live on this floor.

As for the highest status, Nan Huaiyuan and Dou Xiaodou live in the bedroom on the third floor.

In the dark corridor, the invisible Wang Le slowly stepped on the high-end carpet and came to the door of the bedroom where the mourner lived.

Opening the door is a technical job, especially the one living inside is a martial arts master with a clear ear and eye. If you want to not alarm the other party, your skills are superb, otherwise you will be wasted.

For Wang Le, who has always been used to being cautious, he certainly took this into consideration long ago, otherwise he would not have taken action.

The military career of carrying out various complicated tasks for more than three years was not in vain. Among them, the technical work of opening the door and picking the lock is of course no problem, and in previous actions, Mr. Wang has repeatedly proved this.

At this time, he saw his ear pressing on the door, holding two fine toothpicks in one hand and inserting them into the lock gap, holding an old man's head in the other hand and inserting them into the crack of the door gap, and then his hands slowly moved

A minute later, a slight "click" sound instantly and disappeared. The door opened and revealed a gap that allowed people to enter. The invisible Wang Le walked into the bedroom and the door was closed again.

Walking to Simmons' bed, the mourner covered with a quilt was snoring one after another, immersed in the sweet sleep, unconsciously the god of death had come to his bed, and waved the sickle in his hand that was reaping his life.

"Puchi"

The dull and grey special military spear was extremely fast and penetrated into the mourner's throat.

Then the special military sting that was inserted into the throat with a "squeak" sound pulled to the side with force, and the mourner's neck was instantly cut open, and the blood instantly dyed the bed sheets red.

"Woooooo"

The mourner who woke up from his sleep and opened his eyes of fear made two air leaks, followed by kicking the quilt with his feet, and the fire of life was extinguished and no longer ignited, completely losing his life.

The invisible Wang Le picked up the bed sheet and wiped the blood-stained special military stinger, and then he turned around and left the bedroom without even looking at it.

When he arrived at the window that had just entered the corridor, Wang Le blew away the strong smell of blood on his body, and then turned around and walked towards the door of Lu Xuan, who lived opposite the mourner.

As the method was done, Wang Le carefully pried open the door. With the sound of "clicking" sound, Wang Le entered the bedroom.

"If you don't go in heaven, you don't want to go in hell, you have no way to go. You have already let you live on the ring, but now you are coming to this Sijiu City again. I really don't want to start a big killing."

"You guys are all forced by you guys."

The invisible Wang Le stood silently in front of the bedside, his eyes without a trace of human nature, and his heart was filled with resentment and kept muttering.

"Anyway, I am innocent. It's all your old birthday boy who hangs you and thinks you have a long life and is just a shame."

Although Wang Le kept muttering and muttering, the special military sect in his hand did not hesitate at all.

Wave it, fall down, and penetrate into Lu Xuan's throat in his sleep

"Puchi"

"Squeeze"

In the darkness, blood was squirting out from the big hole that was inserted into the special military sting on Lu Xuan's neck.

No accident happened. As a master of the early stage of martial arts, Lu Xuan and Wang Le had a shocking fight on the Tianxiang Pavilion arena. At this time, they could only be taken away by Wang Le's young and beautiful life like the mourner. In the blink of an eye, they turned into a cold corpse.

Lu Xuan stared wide, not showing a look of fear like the mourner. All he had in his eyes was accident and curiosity, because he never saw who took his life until he died.

"I'm really unwilling to accept it."

Lu Xuan fell into the cold and dark bottomless abyss with his last thoughts

The invisible Wang Le still picked up the sheet and wiped the blood-stained special military assault in his hand, then turned around and left the bedroom without forgetting to take the door back and close it.

Returning to the window at the end of the corridor again, the invisible Wang Le closed his eyes slightly, waiting for the autumn wind to blow away the bloody smell that took away his body, so as not to be noticed by the sleeping object when he acted again.
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