Zhang Xing's hostility to the assassin group was more than any empire, family, or person.
It had been five years since he came to this world, and the people of the assassin group had not stopped for a moment.
Their shadows could be seen everywhere, and they tried to assassinate him again and again. He heard that he was in the top three of the Must-Kill List.
This time, he kicked the head of the Hall of Silver Hall Master to vent his anger.
And he came to send a signal to the Hall of Silver headquarters.
Sooner or later, he would kick all the leaders of the assassin group to death!
Huff!
Zhang Xing spat out a breath of anger, took out a white handkerchief from his arms, wiped his face and hands, and then threw the white handkerchief on Mo Liuxia's body.
He turned to look at Nangong Qirui.
Plop!
Nangong Qirui knelt down straight.
He supported himself with both hands on the ground, drooping his head dejectedly, as if he was waiting to be slaughtered.
He wanted to kowtow and beg for mercy, but when he saw the cruel side of Zhang Xing, he was already scared out of his wits and did not dare to open his mouth.
The old ancestor, two five-star assassins, and the six-star Hall Master were mercilessly crushed. How could Zhang Xing let him, a little City Lord, go?
His heart was dead, and he no longer had any illusions.
Da da da!
Zhang Xing walked past Nangong Qirui without even looking at him.
Until Zhang Xing's footsteps disappeared, no one dared to make a sound.
Nangong Qirui, who was kneeling on the ground, quietly turned his head to take a look.
He … he left?
He won't kill me?
A trace of doubt appeared on his face, and Nangong Qirui could not believe it was true.
After waiting for a while, he was sure that Zhang Xing had gone far away.
His arms went soft, and his body suddenly collapsed to the ground. His clothes were soaked through.
He felt as if he had walked through the gates of hell.
Zhang Xing!
I swear I won't be a man if I don't take revenge. Although I don't have the ability to take revenge, I still have a son, a grandson, and a great-grandson.
I want them to remember your appearance all the time. I want to tell them that the meaning of life is to take revenge and to kill Zhang Xing!
If you don't remove the roots when cutting weeds, they'll grow again when the spring breeze blows!
Zhang Xing, this is the biggest mistake you've ever made.
If I were you, I would never make such a low-level mistake.
Although you have absolute strength, your heart is not hard enough to become the strongest person in the world.
Hatred gave Nangong Qirui endless courage and strength. He quickly got up from the ground.
"Men, carry Eldest Miss back to the residence!"
"Clean up the streets. Everything will go on as usual."
"Oh, by the way, the corpses of Old Ancestor Nangong Tian and the other seniors must be preserved properly …"
Just as he said this, he felt that the subordinates around him did not respond.
When he looked up, he saw that all of them were staring at him with their eyes wide open in horror.
Could it be that Zhang Xing had returned?
He was so scared that his whole body turned cold. He slowly turned around.
Zhang Xing did not appear. All he saw was a sea of fire.
It was the City Lord's Mansion!
How did the City Lord's Mansion catch fire?
More than a dozen possibilities filtered through his mind.
But they were quickly ruled out.
Suddenly, he shuddered as if he had thought of something.
It's Zhang Xing. He wiped out my Nangong family, leaving only me and my daughter.
No!
No!
Zhang Xing, you're too cruel. You can't do this …
He was full of anger and looked ahead with extreme hatred.
Suddenly, he felt as if there was something in the sky behind his head.
He turned around …
Whoosh!
What greeted him was a scorching dragon's breath flame.
The flame instantly engulfed him and his daughter.
"So … I was thinking too much. Zhang Xing never thought of sparing the lives of my family!"
The Nangong family that had ruled Saxi City for hundreds of years disappeared.