Yan Liqiang sneaked into the water again, and after half a circle from under the bridge, he came to the back of the island, and then gently floated out of the water.

Looking from the water towards this island, you can only see a large area of ​​willow trees and a green glazed tiles on the top of the pavilion behind the shade.

The sound of the piano was coming from the pavilion, echoing melodiously at night. Just listening to the sound of the piano, who would think that this person who plays the piano was a scumbag who was worse than a beast?

This small island is indeed a good place, especially at night, with a romantic atmosphere everywhere, and the water and moon flowers and trees are right beside you. It is no wonder that Wang Haofei and Lu Beixin choose to meet here once a week.

The island is close to the lake, and there is another circle of stone steps. The steps extend into the lake. Next to the steps, there is a wooden platform where you can dock a boat. The surging waves in the lake make a rustling sound, gently patting the stone steps by the lake. Yan Liqiang slowly came to the shore with the waves.

He squatted in the water beside the stone steps, took out the tart cloth bag he tied to his body, lifted it out of the water, bit off the rope on the tart cloth bag, gently opened the tart cloth bag, took out the full set of tarts inside, and after checking the tarts, he found that the tarts were not damp, and everything was intact, he took the tarts and gently went to the island with barefoots.

If Wang Haofei was a master, even if he was a martial artist, Yan Liqiang would not be sure whether he would discover his movements. However, the last time he fought with Wang Haofei, he found that although Wang Haofei was good among young people, he was not much stronger than himself, and was even slightly inferior to him, so Yan Liqiang became bolder.

In the dark night, Yan Liqiang was like a water ghost touching from the water, naked, holding a blowing arrow in his hand, quietly came to the bushes of willow trees and approached the pavilion.

Just gently passing through a few willow trees, Yan Liqiang saw Wang Haofei.

There were a few palace lanterns in the pavilion. Wang Haofei was sitting upright in the middle of the pavilion, playing a piano on the piano stage in front of him with a focused expression.

Wang Haofei was originally good-looking, and he was handsome. In addition, he was wearing a gorgeous and decent royal blue gown. On such a dark night, he was lighting the lamp and playing the piano in the pavilion on a small island in the lake. The scene in front of him, if Yan Liqiang's previous life, was enough to make a group of girls scream after seeing it.

On the other hand, Yan Liqiang was wearing only a pair of wet shorts all over his body, coupled with the face that was not like a good person on the mountain wind and the black blow pipe he was holding in his hand. He hid behind the willow tree and looked at Wang Haofei inexplicably with a vulgar aura. If there was a chivalrous man with high martial arts skills here and saw the two of them, he would probably have no need to think about that chivalrous thing and just took the sword to slash towards Yan Liqiang.

Wang Haofei was unaware of the coming danger. After all, even if he gave Wang Haofei ten heads, how could he know? He had never seen anyone he had seen and had never recognized him. At this time, he was deliberately trying to want his life.

At this time, Yan Liqiang, no matter what he was vulgar or not, he could do it as long as it worked. After squinting his eyes and looking at Wang Haofei for a few glances, Yan Liqiang raised the black blow tube and put it to his mouth. He blew the arrows more than 20 meters away from Wang Haofei.

The black blowing arrow was like a small black flower, flying out of the blow tube and blending into the night. At a moment when it was almost impossible for the naked eye to catch, it bloomed on the neck behind Wang Haofei's ear. There was a vein on the human body, which could allow the toxins on the arrow to be exerted in the shortest time...

Wang Haofei's piano sound came to an abrupt end, and his whole body suddenly stiffened, like a stone sculpture, and he was motionless all of a sudden.

The moment the sound of the piano stopped, Yan Liqiang had quickly pounced towards the small pavilion, like a cheetah. He walked through more than 20 meters in a distance, jumped into the pavilion, and appeared in front of Wang Haofei.

Wang Haofei could no longer move or speak, but he could see Yan Liqiang who appeared in front of him. The endless look of horror and horror appeared in Wang Haofei's eyes. He wanted to say something, but he could only open his mouth slightly and couldn't say anything.

"Miscellaneous..." Yan Liqiang cursed lowly, and then without hesitation, he came to Wang Haofei's back, stretched out his hands, grabbed his head, twisted it hard, and with a click, Wang Haofei's neck was broken by him, and his whole face turned almost 180 degrees back, and then he drooped softly.

Then, Yan Liqiang pulled out the arrow from behind Wang Haofei's ear, and quickly put it away. At the place where he pulled out the arrow, there was only a subtle red dot that seemed to have been bitten by a mosquito, with half a drop of blood on the red dot.

Yan Liqiang wiped the blood donation with his hands, and the small red dot behind Wang Haofei's ear was almost completely difficult to distinguish.

Yan Liqiang, who killed Wang Haofei, did not leave immediately, but waited here. This time he went out to commit crimes with the face of the mountain wind. If he left without seeing it, it would be meaningless. It must be seen that it was the thief of the mountain wind who killed Wang Haofei of the Wang family in Huanglong County. In this way, the subsequent series of plans can be carried out.

The two guards around Wang Haofei's side were really slow to react. Perhaps they felt that the sound of the piano on the island stopped, which did not mean anything at all. It was just that Wang Haofei hadn't talked about it, so he never came here.

Yan Liqiang waited for almost three minutes, searched Wang Haofei's body and found a purse. Then he saw two women holding incense burners walking to the island.

When the two women just walked to the pavilion, Yan Liqiang pulled out the sword that Wang Haofei placed on the table, changed his voice and roared in a low voice, "Eat grandpa's sword again, go to death..."

The sword passed through Wang Haofei's heart and nailed Wang Haofei to the chair he was sitting on, so he could not die any more.

"Ah..." The screams of the expectant woman and the sound of the incense burner falling over the ground came from behind.

Yan Li turned around fiercely and glared at the two women fiercely to make sure that the two women could see their faces clearly under the palace lanterns in the pavilion. Then he rushed out of the pavilion and came to the lake in a few steps, and pierced into the lake...
Chapter completed!