Ye Cang reached out to take off the towel from Wu Na's mouth and untie the tape.

Perhaps it was fatigue, perhaps it was out of danger, or seeing the dyed white shadow, Wu Na felt that her eyes could hardly be opened, she felt that he picked him up, remembering that the same was true for the time. She was looking at antiques in the museum, someone touched the alarm, the air inside was drained, and she could only knock on the metal door weakly, tearing it open with her hands, and picking herself up. Finally, the white figure and a calm smile were seen in the blur. "It's okay."

Ye Cang took her apartment back to her, took a shower for him, and wiped the blood on his body, but he did not wash away his own. He changed her clean pajamas and covered her with a quilt. He locked the door and turned his head to look at the dark night outside the corridor, and his pink pupils were covered with silver clothes.

West District, Hongfa Meat Products Factory.

An ordinary meat processing factory exports some livestock meat and slaughter. It is also located in the suburbs of the West District. Although it is not famous, it is also considered a larger meat processing factory in the West District.

On the roof of the small house not far away, two beautiful women with beautiful faces and beautiful figures, one tall and one short, stood on it and looked at the processing factory.

The shorter woman, although she is petite, has a rough and convex convex eyebrow, with a little teasing between her eyebrows, "Qingyun, this is their base camp. For some reason, the boss handed us such a simple task and came all the way."

The taller woman was called Qingyun. Even if she didn't wear high heels, she was about 180 years old. She was also more capable. She raised her eyebrows. "As Linhai among the five major colleges, the water is also very deep. Also, Hongling, we are still in the stage of reflection. If you have a task, don't choose tasks. And I think this task is probably not that simple. I feel the residual fluctuations of the superpowers in the woods over there. There must be at least one very powerful superpower in this factory. It's better to be careful."

"It's just a den for trafficking. Don't think so complicated. Complete the task early and get the job done early when you go back." Hongling didn't care, and the figures of the two shot towards the factory.

"It's here." Ye Cang murmured outside the main entrance of the processing factory, walked straight in, looking at the fainting guard on the ground, frowned, "Is someone here?", then sighed slightly and continued to move forward. The fluctuations of supernatural powers suddenly came out. He came to the depths of the factory, looking at the hollowed-out corpses of humans, like livestock, and those who were injured and dead on the ground, without much touch. He slowly walked out of the back door and looked at the two women in the warehouse who were intertwined with ice and fire, besieging a man with extremely sinister and evil, turning into a white shadow, with a flash of light and shadow, three heavy muffled sounds, and the three of them were knocked away in an instant.

Qingyun and Hongling felt as if their chest was hit by a heavy hammer, and they didn't even have time to react. The other man was more shocked. All three of them were knocked into the alloy wall and slowly fell down. A kind of oil arose like three lambs waiting to be slaughtered. Who was it?

"Who is the leader here?" Ye Cang said calmly. He knew that there were people from other organizations, but he was not sure which side it was, so he did not directly kill him.

None of the three of them knew what he meant by saying this, and they didn't make a sound. Looking at the white-haired and white-browed man, was it an enemy or a friend? The strength of the attack just now was absolutely terrifying.

Qingyun spit out a mouthful of blood, not knowing how to answer. If it were the enemy, he and Hongling would definitely die here. The sinister man on the other side also had the same idea. He had no idea who he was, and he had no power to fight back.

"Don't you say it?" Ye Cang brought up a shadow and attacked Hongling. When his thin and white hands were only a few centimeters away from his throat, he saw the dragon tattoo on his clavicle that was exposed slowly stopped and asked, "Dragon Group?"

Hongling didn't react at all. She looked at a hand that suddenly appeared, only a few centimeters in her throat. The first time she felt that death was so close, she nodded in horror.

Ye Cang turned his head and looked at Qingyun, "So are you?"

Qingyun looked at the silver eyes, nodded slowly, took a breath of cold air, and at least 6 broken ribs on his chest were not serious, not only did the internal injuries.

The white shadow flashed, and the two women didn't even see clearly. In just a moment, what they saw was the sinister man instantly turned into a broken limb in the sky. Even if it was a blind eye, it could be confirmed that it was not caused by a sharp blade, but was pulled into pieces, and it was extremely fast that it was difficult for the naked eye to catch.

"I've said it earlier, I won't hurt you by chance. I'll say hello to the guy Blade Dragon on my behalf." Ye Cang stopped and turned his head and smiled indifferently, shook the flesh and blood stained on his hands, and slowly left towards the way he came.

The two women felt sad, and they almost killed themselves in the same group. They said you old man! They didn't give any signal at all, and they hurt us hard. They originally fought well with that guy, but their chances of winning were relatively high, and the wound became even more painful. They were afraid of the strength of the white-haired man in front of them. It seemed that he knew the boss. Qingyun squeezed out from the gap of his teeth. "Thank you for your support ```"

"No thanks, tell him that he owes me a favor." Ye Cang left without looking back.

Hongling only felt her mind dark and fainted.

Qingyun remembered the words of the leader of the seventh group of Blade Dragon before his trip. He didn't care at that time. He might be just a little agent or something. When he recalled the scene just now, he smiled bitterly. This was at least an A, or even a warrior of the level of Yue Lin, the deputy leader of the seventh group.

"If there is a real accident and urgently need support, you can contact this phone number, but although you two are both reckless and flirt with trouble, this mission is not difficult and there is no problem."

Qingyun held back his injuries and carried Hongling and smiled bitterly. It would be strange if there was no problem. If he hadn't seen Hongling's tattoo, he would have turned into a pile of residual limbs like Wang Zhiyun. Now he was cold all over when he thought about it. That guy was too dangerous and his technique was too violent. No, it was a kind of too inconsistent calm. Even if he got close, he could not feel the slightest fluctuations and emotions of the attack.

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Ye Cang returned to the simple apartment of the three. He listened to Lin Le's snoring in the dark. Zhang Zhengxiong slowly stood up. Although he didn't see clearly, he smelled the bloody smell. "Brother, you ````"

Ye Cang smiled slightly, "It's nothing, take a break early."

Zhang Zhengxiong didn't say anything. For him, Ye Cang was his brother and the beloved person, and he also guessed something roughly. "Brother, then you should rest early."

Ye Cang nodded, took out his changing clothes, entered the bathroom to clean the remaining blood stains on his hands, and looked at himself in the mirror, who had no guilt or resistance even if he killed someone, and murmured indifferently, "Am I just a numb monster? Maybe ``` After all, I'm not ````"
Chapter completed!