Xu Lang was indeed cunning and clever. The moment the wick in the room went out, he sensed the danger and without a second thought, he threw himself to the ground and rolled over to avoid the possible fatal move.
As for the other two people, they were not so lucky. The moment the lights went out, the two of them were slightly stunned. In that less than one tenth of a second, the fate of the two people was decided.
At the same time as the flying needle pierced one person's neck, Yan Liqiang had already rushed to another person. The black-scaled dagger in his hand made a sharp sound that pierced the air in the dark room, and then stabbed towards the person.
“Who is it…” the man roared, his aura surging. Without thinking, he drew the knife from his waist, listened to the sound and identified the position, and slashed towards Hei Lin.
I have to say that the man was also an expert, but unfortunately, he met Yan Liqiang.
When a person's eyes fall from light to darkness, there is a moment when a person can't see anything. That person is in this state of being unable to see anything at this moment. Because of the fear in his heart, he can only fight back by instinct, and Yan Liqiang is taking advantage of that person's instinct.
At this moment, the real killer move was not the black-scaled dagger in Yan Liqiang's hand, but Yan Liqiang's fist. The slight noise made by the black-scaled dagger piercing the air was completely created by Yan Liqiang deliberately in order to attract the man's reaction. When the man drew out his long sword and slashed at the black scales, Yan Liqiang's other fist had already hit the man's chest silently...
In just a moment, all the bones in the man's chest caved in, and then the whole person flew backwards like a kite, hit the wall heavily, and then slid down the wall like a pile of mud.
The terrifying force from Yan Liqiang's punch had shattered the bones outside his chest and the organs inside his chest, crushing all his life force.
Having just killed the man with one punch, Yan Liqiang kicked the entire table and it flew towards the door.
Xu Lang was about to rush out the door when he heard the table flying towards him with great force and crashing directly into the door. Without a second thought, he dodged and rushed out the door from the other side. But just as one of his feet touched the ground outside the door, he suddenly felt numb. A sharp steel needle on the ground instantly pierced the sole of his shoe and pricked his foot. Then his whole body felt like it was electrocuted, and a numbness ran directly from the sole of his foot to his forehead...
The needle is poisonous...
The needles on the ground outside the door were placed by the killer before he entered the house. He knew that he couldn't see the things on the ground at this time...
The table that hit me just now only forced me to jump out from this direction, and then I could just step on the poisonous needles on the ground outside the door...
I don’t know if this can be considered a last gasp of light, but at this moment, Xu Lang’s mind was suddenly empty, and in just a moment, he figured out everything…
He had never heard of such a terrifying killer in the Imperial Capital City who could grasp the sounds, lights, shapes, terrain, environment and people's minds so thoroughly in an instant.
Feeling his body stiffen and numb and losing half of its senses in that instant, Xu Lang, a great martial artist, was also frightened at this moment. His eyes widened and he let out a final roar of unwillingness, "Who are you?"
As soon as the word "who" fell, Yan Liqiang's figure appeared beside him like a ghost. With a wave of the black scales in his hand, Xu Lang's head flew up, and the whole person fell to the door at once...
From the moment the door of Xu Lang's house opened and Yan Liqiang stabbed the first time to the moment Xu Lang's head flew off, the whole process took less than five seconds. In the house that was just bustling with people, only one of the five people sitting with Xu Lang was left alive...
After taking a look at Xu Lang's headless body, Yan Liqiang returned to the house and came behind the man who was sitting stiffly on the chair.
“No... Don’t... Kill me..." The man’s tongue was chattering. The poison that Yan Liqiang had applied to the flying needle was not a deadly poison that would kill instantly upon contact with blood, but a non-lethal, overbearing paralyzing poison. Therefore, the person who was hit by the needle was still alive, but was unable to move for a moment.
Yan Liqiang acted as if he didn't hear what the man said, nor did he look at that man's expression. He first took out the flying needle from the man's neck and put it away. Then, from behind, he slapped the man on the top of the head. The huge force in his hand knocked the man's head into the chest in an instant. The chair that the man was sitting on was shattered, and it fell to the ground like a pile of rotten meat.
Then Yan Liqiang kicked the table away, and the lamp on the table hit the wall and broke into pieces. The gauze lampshade with two pinholes was naturally ruined.
After doing all this, Yan Liqiang retreated to the door and quickly collected all eight needles on the ground. The eight needles on the ground were scattered in different places outside the door. The needles were all immersed in the stones on the ground, with only a part of the needle tip exposed upwards. This was a trap buried by Yan Liqiang at the door when he entered. To shoot the needle into the stone, the force required was extremely terrifying, and only Yan Liqiang could do it.
After destroying all traces of himself, Yan Liqiang took one last look at the courtyard that was beginning to smell blood. His figure flew up like a night owl and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the darkness.
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Five minutes later, Yan Liqiang's ghostly figure arrived at the foot of the high city wall of the Imperial Capital. He leaped up six or seven feet, then clung to the city wall like a gecko, slowly climbing up. After waiting patiently for a while, he heard the footsteps of a patrol team on the city wall going away. Yan Liqiang's figure leaped up again, like a gust of wind, and flew over the top of the Imperial Capital city wall. Without a sound, he flew over the heads of the two guards and landed outside the city wall. After falling seven or eight feet, before landing, his whole foot touched the city wall, and then like a cannonball, he landed on the ground ten feet away from the city wall. In a few flashes, his figure disappeared without a trace...
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More than ten minutes later, Yan Liqiang appeared at the gate of the Deer Garden with a swagger, greeted the soldiers guarding the gate, and then went straight back to his residence...
(End of this chapter)