1492: C1492 Goodbye Shen Xingyun

C1492 Goodbye Shen Xingyun

Fang Rubing's figure was agile as she moved around in the night sky. She was as nimble as an ape as she brushed past the bullets one by one.

Fists were thrown out one after another. The beautiful figure was like a butterfly shuttling among the killers. In just a moment, the killers fell to the ground one after another.

The assassins who had been coveting Fang Rubing were now lying on the ground, unable to rest in peace.

"A bunch of ordinary people still want to assassinate teacher. They really can't even withstand a single blow."

Fang Rubing patted her snow white jade-like hands. The moment she turned around, sniper bullets shot out one after another!

Sizzle sizzle!

That was the ear-piercing sound of the air being torn apart!

Fang Rubing's eyebrows tightly knitted, her legs slightly bent, and her entire body shot out like a cannonball from where she stood. She instantly dodged and brushed past the sniper bullet by a hair's breadth.

Phew... I was almost hit.

Fang Rubing, who still had lingering fears, secretly blamed herself for being careless and neglected the sniper who was hiding at the high vantage point.

If she were to be injured just like that, this Miss Fang really did not have the face to face her own teacher.

"Hmph! Annoying flies!"

He snorted heavily. Fang Rubing's delicate body suddenly moved. She rushed towards the surrounding high point and attacked.

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It was already six hundred and twelve o'clock, but the Jingli Grand Hotel in the center of Changping Road in Golden Lake District was terrifyingly quiet.

Because the entire Grand Hotel had already been booked by Lu Hongyuan, apart from a few waiters, there was only Lu Hongyuan's father and a hunchbacked old man in the huge Star Hotel.

"Dad, this is all 120%. It seems that Meng Ran was really killed by those mercenaries!"

Lu Shaoqian took a puff of his cigarette and puffed it out. He was full of himself as he spoke.

"I hope so. If these mercenary killers could really kill Immortal Master Meng, not to mention 30 million USD, even if they were paid 300 million USD, I wouldn't even frown. "

The richest man in Jiangnan, who was dressed in a well-ironed suit, had his hands behind his back. He looked at the slightly dark road in front of the hotel and spoke in a dignified manner.

Two hours ago, Lu Hongyuan and his son had brought assassins and bodyguards to Jingli Hotel ahead of time.

Not only had they chased away the idlers, but they had also arranged for their trusted aides to be arranged in various places. They had hidden themselves and were ready to make a move at any time.

The hotel seemed empty, but it was full of killing intent. More than forty bodyguards were hiding in the hotel!

Seeing that the father and son duo had such high expectations for the mercenaries, the hunchbacked old man poured cold water on them.

"Old master, young master, you must be martial cultivator. Since Meng Ran did not know anything about Martial Dao, he could be ranked as First On Heavenly List. It's not an undeserved reputation. Even if your assassination plan is extremely meticulous, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to kill this kid."

"Hubert, you're clearly trying to boost the morale of others and destroy your own prestige. I don't believe that six RPG rocket launchers plus a 50-ton tank truck won't be able to kill him! Even if Meng Ran is a superman, I will definitely blow him to pieces!"

Lu Shaoqian blew out a smoke ring and threw the cigarette butt onto the handmade carpet. He stepped on it and extinguished it. It was as if he wasn't stepping on a cigarette butt, but Immortal Master Meng.

The hunchbacked old man was about to speak when he heard the sound of elegant high heels.

Queen Of Jinghua, who was wearing a long purple dress, walked over slowly with a wooden tray in her hand.

"Uncle Huo, shaoqian isn't a martial cultivator. He doesn't understand how terrifying Immortal Master Meng is. Please don't make a fuss about it."

The person who came was actually Queen Of Jinghua, Shen Xingyun!0

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