Master Head of the Dragon Soul novel Chapter 681

In Xiao Xin's villa, the lights illuminated the elegant and peaceful atmosphere. At the entrance, two guards were harmoniously smoking and playing cards.

This was the territory of the Martial Arts Alliance's Vice Leader, the Xiao Family. Anyone who dared to cause trouble here was simply seeking death. Over time, the guards had become complacent.

However, at this moment, a figure in a black robe, limping on his right leg, slowly approached the entrance like a ghost.

"What are you doing? Get lost! This is not a place for beggars like you," one guard impatiently scolded, casually throwing a coin and saying with a malicious smile, "Beggar, bow to me twice, and this money is yours. How about it?"

His companion burst into laughter, mocking the situation.

But the person in the black robe remained unmoved, continuing to move forward as if no one was there.

"What the hell? Are you deaf? I told you to stop. Take one more step, and I'll break your damn leg." The guard became furious, cursing and blowing smoke rings. He arrogantly pulled out his baton and charged at the black-robed person.

The black-robed person remained expressionless, simply waving his knife.

In mid-air, a cold light flickered, and the baton in the guard's hand instantly snapped in half. The guard's pupils widened as he saw only a flash of blood.

With a thud, a knife sealed his throat, and the guard clutched his blood-soaked throat, wide-eyed. After struggling for a moment, he lost his life.

"Enemy, enemy attack..."

The remaining two guards were terrified, but before they could sound the alarm, two knives pierced their throats. They stared dumbfounded, falling into a pool of blood.

The black-robed person had a cold expression, holding a cold knife, limping, and walking through the Xiao family's courtyard.

Sipping her red wine, Xiao Xin sighed and said disdainfully, "But my Xiao family is not like that low-life thug Jang Tiansheng. It's not their turn for Tom, Dick, or Harry to act recklessly. After my father's birthday, I will definitely show them mercy and send their whole family on their way."

Ah Jiu smiled lightly. "Miss is wise."

"Or perhaps I will send you on your way first."

Just then, with a creaking sound, the door to the living room opened, followed closely by a figure in a black robe appearing in the room. He exuded a cold aura, and the tip of his knife was still dripping with blood.

The cold wind blew in, instantly making Xiao Xin's scalp tingle.

"Who?!"