He was walking through the dense forest. Even if he didn't hide his body deliberately, the spies in the heavenly court might not believe that the whirlwind blowing by him was a person.
Han Xiaohan was as light as a swallow. With a few jumps, he climbed to the top of the mountain. Looking down, the Tianwang Pharmaceutical compound in the valley was pitch black, and only the outline of the building could be vaguely seen, like a huge monster lying in the middle of the valley. Han Xiaohan had a pair of night eyes, which made the night as bright as day. Ordinary people might not be able to see the situation below clearly, but he could observe it clearly.
In the courtyard, there were more than a hundred patrols walking back and forth from time to time, and there was no telling how many secret sentries were hiding in the dark. It seemed that the Heavenly Court was indeed more cautious! Han Xiaohan sneered. He didn't take these people seriously at all. In the Heavenly Court, the only person he could worry about was the Emperor of Heaven. He stood on the top of the cliff, took a deep breath, and jumped down.
He was falling upside down like a black meteorite. When his head was only three meters away from the ground, his body flipped in the air and landed lightly on the ground without a sound.
Although the fence made of barbed wire by Tianwang Pharmaceutical was powered by high voltage electricity, it was nothing in his eyes. Han Xiaohan waved his arm, and with a hiss, the barbed wire seemed to be split by an invisible giant blade, leaving a gap as wide as two people.
Han Xiaohan's mission was to lure out the Emperor of Heaven, so there was no need to hide. He swaggered into the courtyard through the crack.
His sudden intrusion immediately attracted the attention of the nearby patrol personnel. With a whoosh, dozens of Tianting gang members came forward, took out pistols from their pockets and pointed them at Han Xiaohan.
"Who are you?" someone in the crowd shouted loudly. Before he finished speaking, the sound of guns being loaded rang out.
Han Xiaohan lowered his hands, but his steps did not stop because of the other party's appearance. He walked towards the people in the Heavenly Palace step by step, and said in a gloomy tone: "I'm looking for someone!"
"Stop!" The man who spoke was frightened by him and took a step back, raised the gun in his hand and shouted, "I told you to stop!"
“I’m not looking for you.” Han Xiaohan walked up to the man and stopped. He looked down at the muzzle of the gun that was almost against his chest. He smiled coldly and said dimly, “You’d better get out of the way!” “You… who are you?” The man was horrified. He had never seen such a formidable aura even though the man was under the muzzles of dozens of his own guns.
Han Xiaohan's eyes glowed red, and he raised his hand, inserted his finger into the muzzle of the gun in the man's hand, and said with a smile: "Han Xiaohan!"
"Han Xiaohan..." The man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly screamed, "Are you Han Xiaohan? Oh my God, kill... kill him..."
His hand was about to pull the trigger, but it was too late.
A beam of red light shot out from the fingertips of Han Xiaohan's gun, not only piercing the gun, but also deeply piercing the man's chest. "Ah..." The man felt his chest go numb, and then all the strength in his body seemed to disappear at once. He could not stand up and fell on his back, his eyes wide open with confusion.
He didn't know what happened, and until he took his last breath, he didn't realize that his heart had been shattered by Han Xiaohan's sword energy.