Three Kingdoms' Great Agent

  "No, the bloodstains stopped here, it's impossible that no one is around!"

  A slightly tense voice came from the bushes.

  Two black-clad warriors followed the trail of blood, only to suddenly find it disappear. Their faces were filled with a strange expression, and their hearts hung in mid-air. The black-clad warriors had previously witnessed the ferocity of Wang Lei and Dian Wei, and they feared that someone might suddenly pop out. They gripped their large spears tightly, nervously scanning their surroundings to determine if Wang Lei and Dian Wei were hiding inside.

  "Come out, come out, I see you."

  A black-clad warrior cautiously tried to lure Wang Yue out of the bushes.

  It's quiet all around, there is no sound at all.

  Another black-clad warrior probed the grass with his long spear, stabbed twice, and carefully examined it. He shook his head and said, "Hongming, I think there's no one here. When we scouted earlier, we found three bloodstains. Only one of them is real, and the other two must be fake. This place we're scouting now is definitely a deliberately laid-out decoy."

  "It's possible!"

  Hong Ming let out a sigh of relief and smiled: "Let's go, return and report."

  The two nodded and turned back.

  "Ah!!"

  A very faint sound arose, but in the silent grass thicket, it was exceptionally abrupt. This sound instantly stopped two black-clothed warriors who had just taken two steps forward. The two men instantly turned around and stared at their backs, then shouted loudly: "Come out!"

  The nerves of two people were tense at this moment.

  Even beads of sweat as big as beans emerged from his forehead at this moment and dripped down.

  "A snake slithered out, nothing happened."

  Hong Ming stared intently and found that it was a king cobra wriggling its body as it moved, instantly letting out a sigh of relief. Another black-clad warrior patted his chest, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and exclaimed: "I'm scared to death! I thought it was that fierce man who had come out, it's really too terrifying, too worrisome." The two men stared at the moving king cobra, their eyes filled with relief.

  "Whoosh!!"

  A loud noise suddenly rang out.

  A brilliant flash of sword light burst out behind the black-clad warrior, and Hong Ming heard it and turned his head to look back.

  "Pffft!"

  Fresh blood splattered everywhere, Hong Ming's head flew up as he turned around, with fresh blood spilling all over the ground.

  Headless corpse, splashing blood falls down.

  Another black-clad swordsman saw this and let out a mournful cry. He didn't have time to react, and Wang Lei took advantage of the momentum to slash down with his knife, the blade flashing across the black-clad swordsman's neck, cutting it open in an instant, killing him on the spot. Two corpses fell to the ground, oozing blood, while Wang Lei didn't stop for a moment, immediately darting into the bushes to hide.

  "Chirping and chattering!!"

  The sound of footsteps came, and four black-clad warriors rushed over from afar.

  Zhao Lian's expression was tense and he followed closely behind.

  When Zhao Lian and the remaining four black-clad warriors saw this, their faces turned pale in an instant. Because Hong Ming's head fell to the ground, his headless corpse flowed with blood, and another black-clad warrior had flesh and blood exposed at the neck, with fresh blood constantly gushing out. On the faces of these two dead men, there was an unimaginable terror.

  Wang Lei hid in the bushes, quietly staring at Zhao Lan and four black-clad warriors.

  He hid, but did not leave. Faced with many enemies, the only way was to catch them off guard, and he stayed behind to ambush in the grass, which was exactly where they least expected it. Wang Xue was like a fierce tiger lurking in the dark, staring unblinkingly at the remaining five people, searching for an opportunity to strike.

  "Keep searching, he must still be around here."

  Zhao Lian's face was cold and he gave a low order.

  The last two black-clad warriors turned around, and in the instant they did, Wang Lei burst out with a swift arrow step. This sudden dash covered a distance of four or five meters in an instant, and the steel knife in his hand chopped out, its cold light flashing straight at the back of one of the black-clad warriors' necks. Without any surprise, the blade wrapped around the boundless power and slashed down instantly, and another fine head flew out.

  The next moment, Wang Lei's long knife stabbed out again.

  With a whooshing sound, the knife tip pierced through the heart of another black-clad warrior standing beside him.

  The long sword was withdrawn, and fresh blood splattered everywhere.

  Two black-clad warriors fell to the ground, and Zhao Lian, along with the two black-clad warriors behind him, immediately reacted by pointing their guns at Wang Lei. Their first reaction was not to attack proactively, but to defend themselves in order to avoid being killed. Wang Lei's eyes gleamed with a strong desire to kill, and now that there were only three people left within his reach, all of whom had been frightened out of their wits, it was the perfect opportunity for him to take the initiative to attack.

  "Kill!"

  Wang Lei stomped his foot and suddenly rushed towards the black-clothed warrior standing on the left.

  Two black-clad warriors were extremely nervous and hastily drew their guns to intercept.

  The two large spears stabbed out to the left, going to block Wang Lei's long sword. Unexpectedly, Wang Lei's body charged halfway, his foot paused, and the long sword in his hand suddenly changed direction, rushing towards the black-clothed warrior on the right.

  "Block it, block it quickly!"

  Zhao Lian hid behind, his heart racing with anxiety.

  "Hmph, nice try!"

  The black-clad warrior on the left suddenly changed direction with a flick of his spear, blocking Wang Lei's forward charge. The second spear followed closely, heading straight for Wang Lei's vitals. Wang Lei remained calm and dodged the attack at the last moment, simultaneously swinging his arm to clamp down on the two incoming spears. He let out a loud roar and pulled with all his might, causing the two black-clad warriors to lose their balance and stumble forward.

  Opportunity!

  Wang Lei's eyes were filled with a strong murderous intent, and his long knife chopped out again.

  "Hmph!"

  A gleam of light flashed across the neck of a black-clad warrior, and with one stroke, he was killed. Another black-clad warrior's courage was broken, and he dared not resist anymore, turning around to flee. Wang Lei took a swift step forward, his knife flashing out. The sharp blade pierced through the back of the black-clad warrior, straight into his heart. With a twist of his knife, Wang Lei killed off the last black-clad warrior.

  Zhao Lian turned around and ran away when Wang Lei was on a roll killing enemies, no longer intending to stay.

  Forget it, let's just save our lives first.

  He snatched the road and ran wildly, quickly retreating.

  Wang Lei held a large gun in his left hand and a long knife that was still dripping with blood in his right hand, chasing after him with his legs wide open. He was over 1.8 meters tall, with long legs, and when he ran, the wind whistled under his feet. In the time it took to drink a cup of tea, the distance between them had narrowed to less than ten meters. Zhao Lian turned his head to see that the distance had closed in, but he couldn't shake off the enemy who was catching up with him, and his heart was filled with anxiety.

  "Surrender, then wait for an opportunity to escape!"

  Zhao Lian stopped abruptly, turned around and knelt down, loudly begging for mercy: "Good fellow, I didn't intentionally become an enemy of yours, but was ordered to protect Zhang Cheng. I'm helpless, please spare my life."

  He knocked his head repeatedly, with a look of hope in his eyes.

  At the same time, Zhao Lian was thinking about how to turn defeat into victory, and he even thought of waiting for Wang Wei to get closer before making a move.

  Wang Lei rushed up and stood in front of Zhao Lian. He looked down at Zhao Lian, who was like a bereaved dog, with his mouth open and his white teeth exposed. With one swift motion, he raised his knife and brought it down, and a pained cry rang out as a column of blood shot out. Zhao Lian fell to the ground, leaving behind a bloody wound on his neck.

  Facing such an enemy, Wang Lei cannot and dare not have mercy in his heart.

  He lowered his head and stared at the dead Zhao Luan, saying in a low voice: "Don't blame me for being ruthless, I have no choice. If I don't kill all of you, I will be in danger myself, everything is just to survive."

  With that, Wang Lei picked up his knife and walked forward step by step.