Immortal Martial God

Chapter 1641 Assassination Mission

The new team needed to be adjusted. It was impossible for the few strangers who had been strangers yesterday to meet each other today.

Xiang Nan was mentally prepared for this.

He knew that Blue Sky and Canyang, who valued love and righteousness, were both very pure-hearted people. As long as they understood each other deeply for a period of time, they would definitely accept each other.

Of course, Canyang's heart was clean, but his hands and feet weren't so clean. His temper of easily beating people made Xiang Nan feel a little helpless.

"Which one is this already?" Blue Sky asked.

Xiang Nan said, "The fourteenth."

Blue Sky said, "Do you still have confidence?"

Xiang Nan said, "Let's see."

Dou Hua gave Xiang Nan a sigh of relief and instructed more than a dozen capable people. These people might not all have high cultivation bases, but each of them was a powerful person with extraordinary skills.

However, after the setting sun, Xiang Nan saw thirteen in a row. None of the thirteen could satisfy Xiang Nan.

Their abilities are not bad, but their conduct is too bad.

No matter how powerful such a person was, Xiang Nan wouldn't want it.

And here, the fourteenth person Xiang Nan was looking for was a fellow called Black Sickle. He was a notorious assassin.

Strong Wind Fortress did not have any power groups, but there were different guilds in the entire Sacred Domain that would definitely create friction if they took food from the Eternal Secret Realm.

In some shameful activities, these so-called killers would take on missions and carry out assassination missions.

Strictly speaking, these killers were very different from mercenaries. Not only did they have to ensure that the mission was completed, they also had to protect their employers.

However, killers were only responsible for eliminating their targets. They didn't care about anything else, and their employers' lives weren't even considered.

The particularity of Saint realm killers caused many people to be unable to avoid such an industry, and they were also extremely disgusted.

Black Sickle was one of the most famous killers. He was called the Thorn of Fate by the Gale Fortress.

Basically, there was no escape route for the people that Black Sickle had targeted.

It was not an exaggeration to say that he was the killer king of Gale Fort.

In the chaotic environment, Xiang Nan and the others stopped and walked all the way to the intersection of the "Bath Street".

Bath Street was a place filled with "bathtubs" on both sides.

Since the Strong Wind Fort did not have any powerful groups, there was no such place as the Killer's Hall or the Mission Hall.

Some people gave or accepted missions and went to the small market at the intersection of Bath Street. This small market was not selling ordinary goods, but human heads.

After the assassins completed their mission, they took the opportunity to wash up in the bathtub centers on the bath street, wash away the stains on their bodies, and also wash away the negative emotions attached to this mission, welcoming the next assassination mission with a brand new appearance.

Thus, this bath street got its name.

Xiang Nan and the others were walking at the crossroads of the bath street. On both sides of the stalls were neat heads. These heads were still very fresh and had their blood wiped clean. They even wore makeup. They were vivid like works of art.

Some employers came over, found the head of their enemies, paid, took the head, and left.

Seven days later, the heads that were not taken away by the employer were hung on the signboards on the bath street.

On the eighth day, these unclaimed heads were pasted with a slip of paper containing the name of the employer.

The next target of assassination was the employer himself.

Therefore, no employer would dare to be cautious. After their enemies were killed, they would not come to collect their heads or pay for them.

Beneath the arch was a notice board with the names of the assassins written on it.

Among them, "Black Sickle" was at the top of all the killers, but none of the missions stuck to the bottom of the black sickle.

Because he was too expensive!

The price he offered was usually 20 to 30 times that of other outstanding assassins. action

On the other hand, the other killers' code names were filled with all sorts of mission directories. Only when the killer tore down the directories and found the employer would he be able to find out the mission details.

At this moment, someone was sticking a note under the name of a killer on the notice board.

There were a few small words written on the note: Assassination Mission, Target Martial Saint Level 1, Bounty: Ten Inferior Grade Sacred Spirit Stones, valid for five days.

There were also killers whose mission lists were hijacking missions, poisoning missions, and so on. Not all of them were assassinations.

Xiang Nan also took out a small piece of paper and pasted it under the black sickle.

Assassination Mission, Mission Target: Martial Saint Level 1, Bounty: 500 Lower Grade Saint Spirit Stones, Permanent.

This time, the pot exploded!

The crowd gathered around him, looking at the mission that Nan had issued and pointing at him.

Very few people would directly ask Black Sickle to issue missions. Normally, the targets that Black Sickle attacked were very difficult to eliminate.

Xiang Nankai's price was too shocking.

After sending out the mission, Xiang Nan turned around and left. He randomly found a restaurant and leisurely waited.

No one would leave their address on the notice board, and the killers would search for it themselves.

If you can't even find your employer's men, then don't do this. It also means that you don't have the ability to take on these assassination missions.

Xiang Nan and the others sat by the window and drank large mouthfuls of wine.

That Can Yang closed his eyes and drank wine, so he simply didn't look at the people here, because he couldn't help but start a massacre.

Back in the bath street, he almost couldn't help but make a move. Seeing the heads on the ground selling like merchandise, his fists were already filled with hunger and thirst.

"Why don't you kill them all?" Canyang closed his eyes and said, "You know those are all killers. They are all villains. You should let me beat them all to death."

Xiang Nan held the wine bowl and said indifferently, "Killers can't be finished. As long as the market is still there, if you kill off this batch, there will be another batch that will emerge."

"If order is established, if there isn't so much dark fighting spirit between people, then the killer industry naturally won't have a market and won't exist anymore."

That Can Yang opened his eyes and scratched his head. "It makes sense. You scholars are the ones who can use your brains. I never thought I would be able to do this."

Xiang Nan wanted to refute, but after thinking for a while, he had indeed read quite a few books, so he should treat them as if he were a scholar.

"This statement is quite ." A handsome young man walked across from Xiang Nan and sat down.

Xiang Nan looked at the man carefully and found that he looked delicate and handsome, like a polite and well-educated young man.

He wore decent clothes. Although his clothes weren't luxurious or expensive, he was meticulously groomed. He didn't even have a small fold, and his collar was neatly flipped without a trace of dust.

His hands were beautifully manicured, his fingernails were just right, his palms were white and tender, and the lines on them were clear. He looked like someone who would wash his hands more than ten times a day.

His hair was clean, spotless, fluffy and sunny, and it smelled warm under the sun.

His eyes were bright, neither gloomy nor overly blazing, making him look very comfortable.

After he sat down, his first action was to take out a handkerchief. When he introduced himself to Xiang Nan, he really cleaned the table clean. He even picked out the dirt from the ravine and washed it with wine.

Xiang Nan tilted his head and observed that this person's butt did not really touch the chair. Instead, it was half an inch away from the chair and was floating in the air.

Xiang Nan smiled and said, "Excuse me."

The man nodded, "Black Sickle."

"I'm an employer." Xiang Nan said.

"I know." The man nodded and said, "Who is your target mission?"

"I," Xiang Nan said.

The man nodded and said, "Time limit."

"Kill me within three days," Xiang Nan said.

The black sickle said, "Can we make a move now?"

"Right now," Xiang Nan said. "However, if you don't mind, please allow me to finish this meal."