Please ask for flowers today Chapter 4 --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

On that list, Cao Zhehua saw a very familiar name - Qian Zong.

If it were someone else, I really wouldn't know what the difference was. Even Cao Zhehua looked at him and only smiled bitterly. This bird man, this name is still used for so many days.

Qian Zong is a thief. In fact, as a master of the Dragon Group, he only has a code name and no name. Of course, the temporary name does not count. Qian Zong is a temporary name for the thief. Cao Zhehua remembers it very clearly that he used it before.

"I just want to be the ancestor of money, so that I can't even keep my feet running without having to work hard." Cao Zhehua still remembered that the thief scolded happily.

"Mr. Cao, what's wrong?" Feng Xi was shocked at Cao Zhehua, and was also stunned, and asked hurriedly.

Cao Zhehua didn't have time to explain: "Everyone has been withdrawn, it's enough to leave it here to me."

Faced with killer like White, too many people just provide him with cover, and staying there is no use.

Feng Xi didn't ask again, waved her hand and passed the order down. When she turned around, Cao Zhehua had already walked into the gate of Sanchong Mountain.

"White, you'd better not do anything that hurts him, otherwise, even if I try to avoid this life, I will let you know that there is no one in the world who cannot be killed, and you are not."

Cao Zhehua didn't hear that all his consciousness had been integrated into the exploratory thinking, sensing the existence of the thief, hoping that he would not come too late, otherwise, he had to apologize. The white assassination was indeed not something that a carefree person like the thief could imagine, although he was also a master.

In the Sandidi mountain bath, the thief was soaking warm water very comfortably. The heat steam was steaming and the mist of the fairyland like smoke. He was almost intoxicated by this feeling and was about to fall asleep.

But his alertness was not relaxed, and he didn't know why. These days, he always felt something was wrong, and there were always some erratic figures around him. But when he looked at it carefully, he found that there was nothing in fact.

Could it be that I was so nervous that I had this hallucination?

"Sir, do you need me to serve you?" The gentle footsteps had already awakened the thief, but he did not move. The footsteps came from a woman, and they were very light and gentle.

The slender jade fingers were already on his shoulders, stroking them with a teasing touch. The hands were absolutely delicate and fragrant. I think the people behind him would never be too bad.

Although the thief's name is not very nice, he is not lustful. He shook his head gently and rejected the temptation: "No need, thank you."

"Sir, I will make you very comfortable. Try my skills!" The jade hand was down, just as the thief was about to stop him. These hands had changed a little, as fast as lightning. They reached his armpits, and the tender jade fingers turned into the sharpest iron hook, which had already deprived half of his body of strength.

The thief escaped, but the arm was no longer able to lift it up. When he looked back, he saw a woman with pink makeup, tall figure and a sexy bikini on her body. She still couldn't see any strangeness. The sweet smile on her face was so charming.

The thief didn't believe it very much. The place where he attacked him just now was this woman.

"Who are you?"

The woman smiled more beautifully, with a warm look, but she still had a bit of teasing charm: "I am white, today, I want to kill you."

The thief shook his bath towel and his whole body was filled with energy. He really couldn't have imagined that two of the legendary three killers were women.

The voice changed and became a little bit lush. It was not a woman's voice. What the thief saw at this moment was a change of art.

"I have always been open and upright in my white murder. But your hand is too dangerous, and I am not sure to dispel your fragrance, so I can only feel wronged."

There is no knife, no sword, and not even a trace of subway equipment, but this woman, no, should be said to be a transgender person, and the murderous intent emitted from this transgender person is sharper than a steel knife.

The charming dimples were revealed, and the thief felt like he wanted to vomit, but even so, he was a hundred times more careful. Under the reputation of white, it was indeed not a joke. Maybe his life would be here today.

The black lotus surrounded the thief, but the white didn't care much. A white scarf was already in his hand, and the fragrance was as fluttering as a woman's handkerchief, but this was his weapon.

White wants to kill people, any tool can be done, even a silk scarf.

When the dimples on his face disappeared and the cold air melted, the scarf moved, like a small snake dancing in the air, confused, suddenly the shadow of the gods destroyed, four black lotus flowers were broken at this moment, and fell into the water, and the water in the entire pool had turned black.

At least three blades appeared on the thief's arm, and blood was pouring.

But his momentum has not diminished at all. He can fight with one hand and retreat with his life under the white hands is actually a kind of honor.

"Yes, such an opponent has some taste, but it's a pity that I can't fight you in full." He is a master, and there is a tacit understanding between masters, but unfortunately, he is also a killer. To be a qualified killer, many things must be abandoned. There is no so-called fairness, which will make him die at any time.

After three moves, the thief was inexhaustible. Anyone was destroyed by half of his body. No matter how powerful he was, he would be powerless. His steps were already trembling.

This is not a good phenomenon.

"What happened to the thief?" At such a critical moment, Fei Jian rushed in. When he saw Bai, the long sword had been unsheathed, and the sword intent was filled with it. He pointed at Bai and asked, "Who are you, so bold?"

"You are not worthy of asking." Bai snorted coldly, the red silk in his hand had already taken action, the flying sword was angry, the sword energy shook, and the sword had already spread out. With a retrograde sword move, the sword had already taken action.

The thief gasped hard and comforted her mood. This damn white, a thing that is neither male nor female, is really amazing. Fortunately, the flying sword came quickly, otherwise he, the thief, might have been hanging here.

This kind of relaxation makes the thief even more deadly.

The sword light and Hong Jian had already collided, but at this moment, it flashed in the same direction. That place was the chest of the thief.

"You-------" There is no time to scold, the thief is weak and weak, so how can he escape such a quick attack?

The only remaining hand had been stabbed by a sword, and the red silk even made a small cave ridge in his belly, and a mouthful of blood squirted. The thief's body had fallen six meters away, hitting the wall, and then fell to the ground with a "trumpet".

"Flying Sword, why are you?" The thief tried his best to get up, but his hands were injured and his joints were dislocated. He had no power to resist. Even if he was about to die, he wanted to know the reason.

A cruel light flashed in his eyes, and the flying sword did not give any answer. With a swing of the long sword in his hand, the seven sword flowers had formed a fatal killing, and he did not give any chance to the thief. He did not have the obligation to explain.

"Sure enough, it's really ruthless."

The sword light encountered the strongest qi, and made a few crisp sounds. Fei Jian's body had retreated to its original position, and in front of the thief, a man who made Fei Jian a little scared.

Cao Zhehua arrived. If he hadn't sensed these murderous auras, it would have been not easy to find a thief in this thirty-story building. But he didn't expect that he would see such a vicious killing as soon as he appeared.

I thought that Fei Jian had some problems very early, but I didn't expect that he was so cruel.

"Kill him!" Thinking of Cao Zhehua's majestic posture in Hong Kong, the flying sword suddenly became half shorter and immediately shouted at Bai.

Bai just put away the handkerchief. Wanruo, a gentle woman, refused disdainfully, "I'm sorry, the reward I received was just to lure the enemy, not to help you kill."

All of this is just a strategy to deal with the thief. The one who really started to kill the thief was Fei Jian. Unfortunately, he had failed at this moment.

"Double the reward and kill him." Fei Jian had already sweated coldly.

Bai Sihao didn't think so and shook his head: "I refuse to accept this commission."

Cao Zhehua no longer wanted to talk anymore and shouted: "White, you can leave now. I won't kill you today. I will leave your life to the thief!"

Bai was actually very obedient and didn't even look at Fei Jian beside him. Although they cooperated, they were not friends, and his mission had been completed. At least he did not kill the enemy they wanted to kill, which had nothing to do with him.

Moreover, this man also made him feel a kind of murderous intent.

"I hope one day, I can fight you fairly, and that's my wish."

Before White left, only this sentence was left.

Cao Zhehua had not thought about leaving white, but he was not sure. When leaving white, he could kill the flying sword, because relatively white, the flying sword should be even more damn. This time, he must not be allowed to escape.
Chapter completed!