Urban divine farmer medical immortal

Qingshui is dead!

This news almost sweeps the whole martial arts world like autumn wind sweeping leaves. The martial arts world has a long history. Many people have heard about the name of Qingshui. In particular, some senior members of some sects were killed by Qingshui in those years. This is a great master with hands full of the fresh blood of Chinese experts, but he still died, It's unbelievable that he died in the hands of a teenager in his twenties.

In the 736 unit, on a long conference table, sat six people, one of whom was Mitsui, who had just returned. At this time, everyone's face was dignified.

"Mitsui, what did he really say?"

"Yes, sir." Mitsui didn't dare to hide anything, so he told Sunan what he said at that time.

"Hum, this Sunan really thinks that he is invincible in the world. He killed so many people in our 736 army, and he dares to threaten us. It's disgusting. I'm going to kill him now." One of them had a scar like a centipede on his face. The man said angrily.

"Qianhejun, we haven't investigated the details of Sunan. If I act rashly, I will lose more elites. If there is no old monster behind me, how can it be?"

"Yes, and Sunan's ability to kill Qingshui with one blow shows that he is very powerful. Who of you here is sure to kill Qingshui with one blow?" Asked the general at the top.

"This..." the faces of those who sat down were ugly.

Although Qingshui is the last one among them, they can't kill Qingshui with one punch.

"Mitsui, tell us in detail how Sunan killed Qingshui."

"Yes, general."

Because we didn't see it with our own eyes, even after listening to Mitsui's description, we were not sure about the strength of Southern Jiangsu, and we could only guess a range: "he should be in the middle of the grand master."

"No matter whether he is in the middle or later period of the grand division, if he is against our 736 army, he will die." Qianhe Yimian said with killing intention.

The general on the first seat nodded: "Sunan really should die, but we can't do it in a big way. After all, we are hiding in China now. If there is a big action, it will attract the attention of other Chinese masters, and then our identity will be exposed. I'm afraid that the 736 army will burn with the Chinese masters in addition to returning home."

"General Sir, what shall we do? Can we just watch Sunan destroy our plan?"

Other people are very unwilling. After all, they have been lurking in China for decades. They can't expose all of them just because of one Sunan. It's not worth the loss.

"Sir, what shall I do then?"

The general said with a smile: "in fact, it's very easy to deal with southern Jiangsu. We don't have to do anything at all. We used to get a lot of wealth in China, including dozens of tons of gold. As long as we can afford to pay, can't we hire killers?"

"The killer?"

The people on the long conference table were shocked. The 736 troops were not short of money. On the contrary, their wealth had always been astronomical because they had ransacked people's wealth.

They have enough money to ask the assassin to assassinate Sunan.

"Well, leave it to me." Qianhe can't wait to stand up.

Almost at the same time, in the international killer list task, suddenly appeared a new task.

"Assassinate Sunan!"

"My God, one billion dollars, kill Sunan. Who is Sunan? How dare his life be worth one billion dollars?" Countless killers are surprised to see this mission.

It's only tens of millions of dollars for them to assassinate the heads of state of some small countries.

Suddenly, countless killers began to desperately investigate the information of Sunan. Under the powerful information network of the world's largest killer group, the information of Sunan was immediately exposed.

"In his twenties, young master!"

After hearing this news, some killers quit the task with self-knowledge. After all, the master is not so easy to kill. If not, they will take their own lives.

But there are still a lot of killers ready to move, a billion dollars is too attractive.

"Hey, young master, I like to assassinate people like this best. This is Sunan for me." In a slovenly villa, a blonde man said while pouring wine into his mouth.

This man looks very humble. In the eyes of the neighbors, he is a total alcoholic. But he has another identity, that is Jason, the king of killers in the world of killers, known as the master terminator, because he has assassinated more than three masters since his debut.

You know, it's not easy to kill a great master, or even extremely difficult. Jason was able to successfully assassinate three great masters, and he really got the title of the great master terminator.

For these news, Sunan is ignorant, he has now boarded the flight back to Jiangnan province.

As soon as he got off the plane, he met Wu Zhiju, who was picking up the plane at the gate of the airport. When he saw Sunan coming out, Wu Zhiju threw himself into Sunan's arms, regardless of the strange eyes around him.

"You have no conscience. You haven't called me for so many days." Wu Zhi Ju beat Sunan chest, full of resentment.

Sunan hugged her tightly and felt the delicate posture of the beautiful woman in her arms. She pinched her face and said with a smile, "why do I have to call you first? If you want me, you can call me."

"I'm not afraid you're busy!" Wu Zhiju shook his head and asked, "honey, what's the result of this debate?"

"Of course, your man is powerful. This time, the debating Medical Association naturally won the first place."

"Just blow hard. I don't believe you are so powerful." Wu Zhiju didn't believe it. In her impression, although the medical skills of Southern Jiangsu were powerful, the medical debate meeting was national.

Sunan was bumped by her delicate body in her arms, and his heart was burning with emotion, especially the elasticity from her chest.

"Hey, hey, you don't believe me. I'll let you know later if I'm tough." With a bad smile, Sunan pulls Wu Zhiju into a taxi.

Wu Zhiju naturally understood the meaning of Sunan dialect. Her pretty face looked like a red cloth. The so-called "farewell wins the wedding". Both of them were at the age of the most vigorous hormones. She could not help looking forward to the collision in Sunan that night.

There are two people lying on the wide bed, and the air in the room is still full of dense smell. Wu Zhiju is satisfied lying in the arms of Sunan, and his fingers are drawing circles on his chest.

"Husband, you said last time that you would accompany me to my home after Guangdong Province came back. Won't you forget?"

Sunan's hand was dishonestly pinched in front of her and said with a smile: "of course I remember this. What's the matter? Did your family urge you to go on a blind date again?"

Wu Zhiju was annoyed: "well, I told my parents that I had a boyfriend. They just didn't believe it. They had to let me go back for a blind date."

Just as they were talking, on the bedside table, Wu Zhiju's mobile phone rang a pleasant bell. Wu Zhiju took the mobile phone and looked at it. Her face changed violently.