When Da Jun and Tan Jian saw this scene, their expressions changed suddenly.

Fang Xingtong frowned and pondered for a while, then shook his head and said, "Not necessarily! Resurrection is a destiny that means surviving a catastrophe will lead to good fortune. It stands to reason that a person with his destiny will survive a catastrophe.

, it will be difficult to encounter any major disaster again.

but……

He is not convinced!

Why?

Is it because the dead hostage was the son of the official Fang Qianshi?

It can be said that since the day he was demoted to the city patrol department as a city patrol horse, the resentment in his heart has been increasing day by day.

And tonight, he received another mission.

His face suddenly turned pale.

Fang Xingtong: "..."

The reward for killer D is not high. To him, it is just a small amount of money.

Fang family.

Fang Xingtong was shocked when he heard this, "The Beast God is dead?"

Fang Xingtong stopped pouring tea a little unexpectedly and raised his eyes to look at his father, "Dad, have you also heard about him?"

Fang Jiangong hummed, "It's him!"

Fang Jiangong: "It's the SS-level killer beast god of the God Society."

A seemingly simple task - go to the hospital to kill an unconscious actor.

These three people must have seen their faces clearly.

He originally thought that with his own skills, killing these three people would be as easy as chopping melons and vegetables, and he would never be hurt.

After becoming a part-time killer of the God Society, he seemed to have some mental problems.

But there is only one top hospital, and that is Tianfu Tianzi Hospital, which is run by the imperial court.

Fang Xingtong responded and followed with his female bodyguard.

Fang Jiangong's curiosity was completely aroused, "What's your destiny?"

It seems that only Li Zhongwu knows this skill...

There are many large and small hospitals in Tianfu City.

Fang Jiangong nodded solemnly and said solemnly: "I may know more details than you do. Do you know who assassinated him tonight?"

Fang Jiangong suddenly opened his eyes, widened in shock.

but……

Fang Xingtong's face changed slightly, and his eyes showed surprise, "Beast God? According to legend, that killer never kills people himself, but only kills by controlling beasts?"

"Yes! Dad."

But because of this sudden turn, the dagger in the army's hand severely cut open the wound on his waist.

He hesitated: "You mean...he may not be able to wake up this time?"

Now, several years later, he is still alone.

What does it have to do with me, Ding Lin?

But he knew in his heart - it was impossible.

His face was pale and he was breathing heavily, but he still felt that it was getting more and more difficult to breathe.

Fang Xingtong's car drove into the garage. As soon as she got out of the car, she saw her father's car slowly driving into the garage and stopped next to her car.

At this time, Ding Lin was thinking about completing the task as soon as possible, so he made a fierce move, and then he suddenly lowered his head and hit Tan Jian's forehead.

Seeing the four words "waiting for good news" again, Huang Jinwen's eyes jumped slightly because he placed orders twice before and the customer service said these four words to him every time.

Hopeless.

The night wind that was getting stronger gradually dispersed the heat of Tianfu City, and the night wind seemed to bring a bit of coolness to the body.

Ever since she awakened her Tianji Pupil, she has never thought that her Pupil Technique would be ineffective. She has always believed that as long as she has enough luck, she can definitely deal with anyone in a one-on-one situation.

He was very angry.

He no longer had the strength to walk into this seemingly ordinary corridor.

You’ve already spent a lot of money, so don’t skimp on small amounts! To avoid making any mistakes again.

Soon, he arrived at the floor where the intensive care unit was located and appeared at the entrance to the corridor.

This is his idea.

He leaned his back against the wall and slowly slumped down weakly, blood already flowing into a pool under him.

Ding Lin froze. He lowered his head and looked at the dagger thrust into his waist. He frowned for a moment, gritted his teeth, turned around and swung the knife towards the army's throat.

Recalling this, Fang Jiangong and Fang Xingtong looked into each other's eyes and whispered: "It seems that this boy is very lucky. He was knocked unconscious by the explosion this time and will eventually wake up."

It was impossible for him to accept such an invitation before. In the past, if someone from God came to find him, he would definitely try his best to track down the other party's lair.

However, I seem to have met my nemesis today.

With a pop, it stabbed into Tan Jian's lower abdomen.

Ding Lin got out of the car calmly, but did not take off the helmet on his head.

So many martial arts in ancient times, haven’t they all been lost now? What does it matter if one more grappling skill is lost?

On the windy night street, Ding Lin, wearing a black helmet, raised a sneer on his lips. He knew that his character had become somewhat twisted since he was kicked out of the patrol room.

Fang Jiangong whispered: "Think about it, what is the most powerful thing about your eye skills? Now you can't even see his luck, how can you cut his luck? You can't cut his luck, then what are you doing?

In front of him, you have no power to fight back. With his skill, he can easily kill you! If you think about it carefully, is this true?"

Ding Lin was wearing the black uniform of a city patrol horse.

He wore a helmet on his head, while Tan Jian wore nothing on his head. Ding Lin, who was wearing a helmet, could fully take advantage of his headbutt.

He raised his face slightly and leaned the back of his head against the wall. He released the dagger in his hand and slowly raised his right hand with difficulty. After several efforts, he took off the helmet on his head and threw it aside.

However, he was suspended for more than half a year because he failed to save the lives of the hostages kidnapped by the gangsters while handling the case.

"No luck?"

Fang Xingtong frowned and thought about something, but didn't answer for a while.

…

But he didn't care.

Seeing such a big wound, a wry smile appeared on his face, and he knew that he was finished.

Ding Lin's waist suddenly splattered with blood.

Just staring at Ding Lin, wondering what the city patrol horse is doing here so late?

Ding Lin glanced at them and his face changed slightly, because he knew that the windshield of the helmet could not block the gaze of these three people.

Compared with the 6 million he had already spent before, he is now willing to spend another 500,000 to completely end Li Zhongwu.

Fang Jiangong was stunned again.

Fang Xingtong smiled bitterly. After hearing what her father said, she said softly: "So it's very strange. What's even more strange is that I can't see his luck, but I can see his fate."

Long ago, he was also a very prestigious silver-collar policeman.

Because he is a city patrol horse himself.

As a result, the assassination failed twice in a row.

He remembered that this Li Zhongwu was good at a kung fu he had never heard of before. What was it called a grappler?

"Xingtong, you must never be an enemy of this Li Zhongwu in the future."

The army covered his bloody throat with his hands and slowly fell down.

Fang Jiangong squinted his eyes and pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked: "I heard that Li Zhongwu encountered a strong explosion at close range tonight, but his clothes were only torn by the explosion, but there was no wound on his body. Is it true?"

His social status and income plummeted.

It was too late to say it, but it was too soon. Tan Jian's expression changed, his hands suddenly reached forward, firmly grasped Ding Lin's right forearm holding the dagger, and pressed Ding Lin's right arm down with force.

Fang Xingtong was silent for two seconds and replied: "I heard that Li Zhongwu was injured and unconscious, so I went to the hospital to visit him."

Because when he was in the patrol room, in terms of ability, he was unmatched among all the silver-collar patrol officers.

Ding Lin's eyes flashed fiercely, and he continued to stab forward with the dagger in his right hand.

Fang Xingtong smiled nonchalantly and said, "Dad, don't be so nervous. My Tianji Tong has been used very rarely since I awakened. In the past few years, I have been cultivating my luck and occasionally use it."

A little eye surgery won't have any effect on me."
To be continued...