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Liu Mulin held onto his illusion that the overconfident Ye Zheng would make a mistake and die in the battle on the fifth floor.

He was obviously a little angry with Lang Xi's judgement, "Nonsense. There are fifteen people lying in ambush on the fifth floor. I don't believe that anyone will be able to pass through that place unscathed. "

"If it's Ye Zheng, I believe it."

Xiao Chuhuan smiled beautifully.

Liu Mulin's heart sank.

Originally, he had made meticulous preparations for this operation. He was a hunter in the dark.

Now, however, he had a strong feeling that he was just an ignorant prey.

"What do we do now?"

Liu Mulin asked.

"Wait."

Lang Xi bared his teeth as he laughed, his smile somewhat sinister. "Then, kill him."

"You can't beat him."

Gao Xiaowen who was cuffed suddenly spoke out. "You're just a weakling who hides behind her comrades and boasts shamelessly."

"You don't know anything, little girl."

Lang Xi did not seem to be angry.

Lightning flashed outside the window, and with a thunderclap, large drops of rain fell onto the ground.

Ye Zheng passed the sixth floor, but no one guarded it. Obviously, the enemy had placed their heavy soldiers on the fifth floor.

Although Ye Zheng had bold movements and a crazy personality, he was actually a meticulous warrior.

His tactics were precise and effective, and he was ready to pull the trigger even in the face of empty floors.

On the seventh floor, it was quiet. The corridor lights were on and off.

Feng Zhaozhao did not participate in the gathering on the third floor and rested in room 712.

That group of "Dark Blade" that were like wolves and tigers …

Didn't they find any trace of her while they were searching the floor?

Ye Zheng carefully moved and saw "712" under the light.

The door to the room.

The door was pushed open, and Ye Zheng walked in.

In an instant, Ye Zheng's heart surged with a terrifying imagination: Feng Zhaozhao was wearing a nightgown, lying on her back with eight legs, her graceful body was riddled with bullet holes, her widened eyes were as dull as a dead fish, and had already lost all of their spirit … A few minutes ago, Ye Zheng had killed fifteen people, but he felt no guilt at all.

At this moment, he felt a faint sense of worry.

Reflected in Ye Zheng's eyes was an exquisite double bed with snow-white bedsheets.

Ye Zheng heaved a sigh of relief.

Feng Zhaozhao did not die.

But she wasn't in the room either?

From the bathroom came the sound of rustling.

Ye Zheng suddenly rushed over, with one hand pushing open the door, and with the other holding his weapon.

Inside the huge bathtub, Feng Zhaozhao was curled up into a ball, her entire body was wrapped in a bath towel, she was shivering non-stop, and her face was pale white.

"Dark Blade!"

When the soldiers searched the floor, they were in a hurry and didn't find her.

"You don't look good."

Even though Ye Zheng's voice was ice-cold, there was still a slight trace of pity in it.

"Ye Zheng?"

Feng Zhaozhao threw herself into his embrace and cried out, "They have weapons … "Who are they?"

"Stay here, I'll be right back."

Ye Zheng originally wanted her to leave the room and go to the third floor to meet up with the others. However, in order to prevent any unexpected incidents, it was better to let her stay where she was.

"Where to?"

Feng Zhaozhao's face was pressed against Ye Zheng's strong chest, and her entire body was trembling.

Ye Zheng gently pushed her away, nodded to her, and turned to leave.

The determination and confidence in Ye Zheng's eyes allowed his fearful heart to gradually relax.

On the seventh floor and above, Ye Zheng encountered a few attackers hiding in the shadows, but they did not pose any threat.

Twelfth floor.

Lang Xi nodded his head: "Ye Zheng's presence is getting closer and closer."

"How do you know?"

Liu Mulin asked.

He had a strong impulse: whether it was lightning or rain, he should be at the helipad at the top of the building.

As long as they could get out of here, it would be worth it to take any risk.

"The person who took his life, has killing intent."

Lang Xi explained: "Ye Zheng's killing intent is very strong right now, I can smell the thick smell of blood."

Liu Mulin shivered, but maintained his poise with great effort, letting out a dry laugh.

"You four, go out and cooperate."

Lang Xi pointed to the four Dark Blade s behind Liu Mulin.

Soldiers.

"We …"

The four of them hesitated.

"Pfft!"

Suddenly, Lang Xi's wrist shook, and it was hard to see how he made his move. One of them had his throat cut by a sharp weapon and was kneeling on the ground.

The other three hastily pushed open the door and ran out.

"It's useless even if they go."

Xiao Chuhuan reminded.

Half a minute later, the faint sound of gunfire and the shriek of the man hit could be heard outside the door.

Then, everything became silent.

Lang Xi nodded in satisfaction.

The atmosphere was stifling, and the air seemed to have frozen.

Liu Mulin was a little nervous just now, but now that he was able to face Ye Zheng face-to-face, his heart actually calmed down. He regained the calm and collected attitude of a tyrannical and mighty person, and placed both of his hands on the desk in front of him.

Xiao Chuhuan crossed her two jade arms in front of her with an elegant yet casual posture.

Gao Xiaowen's heart seemed to jump out of her throat.

All of his hope rested on Ye Zheng, but could he clear the enemy in front of him?

Lightning tore through the sky and illuminated everything outside the window.

Thunder rumbled, as if it was venting its boundless rage.

At this moment, the door to the room opened.

"I've been waiting."

Ye Zheng stood at the door with a smile on his face.

At this moment, he didn't seem to have fought his way here through the bloody battles, but was only participating in a relaxed gathering.

"Big Brother Ye!"

Han Ruolin's voice carried a weeping tone.

"Ye Zheng!"

Gao Xiaowen stared at Ye Zheng, trying to determine if he was injured and how much strength he had left.

Ye Zheng's face looked a little tired, but he stood straight and straight like a spear.

"Death and rain?"

Ye Zheng faced Liu Mulin who was behind a huge desk, the burning flames in his eyes.

He went straight to the point and asked about the captured Dark Blade 'contactor'.

is created.

"Dark Blade leader."

Liu Mulin introduced himself, and then embraced his fiancee Xiao Chuhuan who was beside him: "Dark Blade Second Leader."

"Then I understand."

Ye Zheng looked at Xiao Chuhuan and chuckled, "I've been ambushed by the Dark Blade multiple times, and it's all because you did something big for me or your father."

"I hope that you suspect the two of them. It would be best for you to uproot them completely. That would be even better."

Xiao Chuhuan laughed like a silver bell. "I had originally wanted to find some more trouble for you, but Mu Lin discovered that your employer's Miss Gao was extraordinary. He wanted me to stop the game and focus on the organisation's biggest goal."

Lang Xi looked at Ye Zheng and laughed hoarsely, the muscles on his face somewhat contorted: "I told you before, as long as you could come here alive, you would receive the biggest gift — — The truth."

Ye Zheng turned his head, his eyes shining with light, he looked into Lang Xi's eyes and asked loudly: "Who exactly are you?"

"He's called Lang Xi."

Lang Xi laughed: "The name used to be Ghost Cart."

"Ghost car?"

Ye Zheng's heart was startled: "Mercenary?"

Lang Xi nodded: "It's me."