Chapter 150: Black Clothes and Black Faces, Murder Night

Shangguanjie was dead.

With unwillingness and disbelief, Zhou Ping trampled him to death.

"Let's go back." As if finishing a trivial thing, Zhou Ping didn't hesitate. After checking Shangguanjie for a while, Zhou Ping looked at Zuo Miaoyan.

"Huh? Oh." Zuo Miaoyan's eyes were still dull, and the horrified expression on her face had not yet dissipated.

"This is the end?" After blinking vigorously, Zuo Miaoyan recovered.

Zuo Miaoyan had no doubt that Zhou Ping could defeat Shangguanjie and others. But doing so in such a clean and neat manner, Zuo Miaoyan didn’t find it believable.

"That's the No. 1 in the Assassin List, Shangguanjie! A genius who has experienced countless life-and-death fights! It is definitely not comparable to that of Zhang Family Patriarch, who has been respected for many years!" She shook his head severely, and Zuo Miaoyan came back to her senses.

"Can I still go by myself?" Zhou Ping had already walked up to Zuo Miaoyan and asked, concerned.

"I'm afraid that won't work." Zuo Miaoyan tried to use her internal force, and her meridians suddenly seemed to be pierced by a needle. Especially in the heart pulse, the pain was extremely severe.

"You deserve it. Who told you to sneak by yourself?!" Zhou Ping stared at Zuo Miaoyan.

"You are actually doing something like ‘self-breaking your heart'. If I did show up in time, I wouldn't even be able to save your life.

"Unfortunately, I was so angry just now, I just wanted to kill someone. Otherwise, I would have left someone alone who can heal you." Zhou Ping sighed as he looked at the clutter all over the floor.

Zhou Ping could still absorb vitality to heal wounds, but unfortunately, these people were dead and couldn't die more. It's no longer about absorbing vitality.

"When I go back, I will treat you," Zhou Ping said.

Zuo Miaoyan shook her head. "When I go back, I will isolate and appreciate the experience gained this time. I feel that I am going to make a breakthrough."

"You’re going to break through?" Zhou Ping was taken aback, then nodded again.

"That's right, you originally touched the edge of the third realm. This time, you fought against Shangguanjie who had just broken through the third realm. It is normal to have enough experience. I will arrange for you to isolate when we go back."

"Okay, let's go back." After speaking, Zhou Ping picked up Zuo Miaoyan and disappeared into the night.

Without going back to school, Zhou Ping carried Zuo Miaoyan directly back to Zhou's house. As soon as he stepped into the Zhou family residence, it shocked the entire Zhou family.

In the middle of the night, Young Master Zhou came back with a bloody smell carrying Zuo Miaoyan, who was obviously seriously injured. This kind of thing would naturally shock everyone.

Elder Zhou and others appeared in front of Zhou Ping. Zhou Ping didn't say anything, but all kinds of healing medicine greeted Zuo Miaoyan without delay. When Zuo Miaoyan's injury was dealt with, Zuo Miaoyan couldn't wait to start her isolation.

Zuo Miaoyan was also a warrior after all. For a warrior, breaking through was a very important thing. Especially when this kind of breakthrough was about to happen. If one didn't break through in time, one might be wrong no one knew how long he would need to wait.

With a pile of wound medicine and other things, Zuo Miaoyan entered the isolation room. This was also the reason why Zhou Ping wanted to come back. After all, although there were also isolation places in the school villa, how could it compare to the isolation room of the Zhou family’s residence?

After Zuo Miaoyan was settled down, Zhou Ping explained to Elder Zhou and others explained what happened today. Before Elder Zhou could express his emotions, Zhou Ping spoke again. "Where is the Liger?"

"Huh? What are you going to do?" Elder Zhou frowned.

After all, Yanping was a heavy land, and a beast like a Liger could not be ridden at will.

"It's just a little thing," Zhou Ping said softly.

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"Don't mess around. It's not just an Assassin :ist…"

"You don't need to intervene in this matter." Zhou Ping interrupted Elder Zhou.

"No! I can't just sit still. The Assassin List can stand for such a long time, they must have a certain ability." Elder Zhou knew what Zhou Ping's idea was without asking.

"Grandpa, I don’t need help." Zhou Ping knew that it was impossible to persuade Elder Zhou, so he simply used the simplest way.

"Aping, you…" Zhou Guosheng and others frowned. "Shut up! Aping, our two masters are helping each other." Elder Zhou frowned, hummed and stretched out his right hand.

Zhou Ping also stretched out his right hand, and suddenly both of their hands came together.

"Humph…" As soon as he touched him, Elder Zhou let out a muffled snort and backed away a few steps.

"Dad…" Zhou Guosheng and others hurried up to help.

"Step aside." Elder Zhou didn't let a few people support him, he regained his figure and looked at Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping did not flinch and looked at Elder Zhou.

"Hey…" Finally, Elder Zhou sighed. "The wave behind the Yangtze River pushes the wave forward, and the new generation is better than the old."

Elder Zhou sighed and turned around and left.

"Don't take risks, if things can't be done, come back right away." Elder Zhou's words came to Zhou Ping's ears, and Zhou Ping showed a smile.

When Zhou Ping stepped out of the yard, the Liger was already waiting at the door.  On the back of the Liger, the specially designed saddles had been installed. Beside the Liger, a servant was waiting.

"Prepare me a mask, whatever you have," Zhou Ping said to the subordinate.

The subordinate bowed and retreated. After a short while, the subordinate held a mask and presented it to Zhou Ping respectfully.

Zhou Ping picked up the mask and looked at it. This was a pure black mask, with a blood-red cross pattern on each side of the cheek.

Along with the mask, there was also a set of clothing. It's also black, and nobody knew what fabric it was. It felt very smooth.

"Did Grandpa arrange it?" Zhou Ping looked at the location of his Grandpa's room, his eyes softening.

Put the mask on his face, there was no feeling of suffocation. The mask was very soft and fit his face very well. The servant on one side took out a mirror, and Zhou Ping took a look in the mirror.

The whole mask looked like it grew on the face. Zhou Ping showed a smile, and even his facial expression appeared on the mask. Putting on the mask, Zhou Ping took on an indifferent expression. When Zhou Ping smiled, he pulled the blood-red cross on both sides, and he felt bloodthirsty.

Zhou Ping was very satisfied with the mask and didn't take it off. He pulled off his jacket and put on a set of clothes prepared by his Grandpa.

Black clothes and black face, even if one looked at it from a distance, one could feel the aura of death.

Looking back at the direction of his Grandpa's room again, Zhou Ping stepped onto the Liger. With a low roar, the Liger sprinted and started running. The speed of the Liger was so fast that it ran to the edge of the Zhou family’s residence, and the Liger leaped violently and crossed the wall of the Zhou family compound.

Looking back at the compound again, Zhou Ping's legs slammed together, and the Liger accelerated.

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