Chapter 872 You Can Choose Not To Answer
Chapter 872 You Can Choose Not To Answer
"I ask you to answer! You only need to answer yes or no!" Shen Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a cold murderous intent.
The masked man in black was trembling with fear and said tremblingly: "Master Zhao ordered me to kill you tonight..."
"Hmph! You, Master Zhao, really think highly of me!" Shen Xuan snorted coldly, slapped the masked man in black again, and said, "Continue!"
"Yes! Master Zhao also said..."
Bang bang bang!
Shen Xuan slapped him three more times and said coldly: "Are you done?"
The masked man in black was whipped until he was dizzy. He shook his head and said, "Master Zhao also said that as long as we catch you, you will beg for mercy and even be willing to serve Master Zhao."
"Zhao Yongchang has such a strong tone!" Shen Xuan narrowed his eyes and said, "Then I will wait for your revenge." 430
"No...no...Master Zhao will torture you well before letting us kill you." The masked man in black stammered.
"Really? I'll wait and see!"
Shen Xuan's eyes became colder, and he glanced past, grabbed the black-clothed and masked man's neck, and lifted him up.
"Hmm...what are you going to do...let me go..." the masked man in black struggled violently.
Click!
Shen Xuan twisted his right hand and broke the neck of the masked man in black.
Shen Xuan let go of his hand and let the body of the masked man in black fall to the ground.
"Since these people dare to assassinate me, there must be more than one (cjcj) group of killers!" Shen Xuan looked around and quickly locked onto a room on the second floor, and his figure disappeared in a flash.
Just as he approached the door, Shen Xuan suddenly stopped and his eyes suddenly became sharp.
How sharp are Shen Xuan's senses?
Behind the door, he noticed a hint of danger.
Shen Xuan slowly turned around, stared at the room, and said calmly: "Since your Excellency is already here, why don't you come out?"
Crunch!
The door opened and a masked man in black came out.
This is a man of about thirty years old, with a handsome and cold appearance, a slender and well-proportioned figure, and a unique aura of majesty exuding from his body.
He looked down at Shen Xuan with a condescending attitude and said calmly: "Shen Xuan, you are indeed better than before, but you are still not qualified to compete with me. I advise you to kneel down and surrender. Maybe I will leave you alone." Damn it!"
Shen Xuan snorted coldly, with murderous intent surging in his eyes, and said word by word: "Too much nonsense, I will count to three, if you don't get out, don't blame me for being rude!"
"you wanna die!"
Zhao Heng's eyes suddenly turned cold and he slapped Shen Xuan with his palm.
Shen Xuan didn't flinch, and attacked forward. The two palms collided, making a dull crackling sound, and the air flow swept away in all directions.
Deng Deng Deng...
Zhao Heng took three steps back before regaining his balance, and said with a surprised look on his face: "Your strength has improved quite quickly."
"Haha, it's far behind compared to me."
Shen Xuan smiled disdainfully, and immediately turned into a wisp of residual storm and shot towards Zhao Heng.
"snort!"
Upon seeing this, Zhao Heng's face suddenly darkened, his eyes were sharp, and his muscles were tense, ready to face the enemy.
Bang!
The two palms clashed, and Shen Xuan's body swayed, while Zhao Heng was so shocked that he staggered back five or six steps before he could barely stabilize his body, with a strong look of poison on his face.
Shen Xuan had a playful look in his eyes and said jokingly: "I told you that you are no match for me, but you just don't believe in evil. Do you understand now?"
"I don't believe that you, a mere abandoned son of the Shen family, can fight against my cousin Zhao Heng!"
The masked man in black roared angrily and stepped forward again.
A sneer appeared on Shen Xuan's face, and his figure disappeared in a flash.
"Bang!"
He punched the masked man in black in the chest, causing the latter to vomit blood on the spot and shatter his sternum.
"T...".
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