Immortal Martial God Chapter 1643: Impression
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The blue sky and the setting sun are naturally accompanied by Xiang Nan, guarding the bell tower together.
The thirty-five killers are hidden in the dark corners, watching the clock tower at any time.
Once they find that the black sickle is coming, that’s the time for them to take action.
Xiang Nan held a wine glass and said to the blue sky and the setting sun: “During the mission, I am just a piece of cargo. Under normal circumstances, I will not take the initiative to deal with the black sickle. Except for the fifty killers, you two One’s only task is to protect me.”
The setting sun waved his fist excitedly and said: “It should have been arranged like this a long time ago. If you want me to say, the fifty killers you hired are all superfluous. In Lao Tzu’s eyes, they are just a bunch of rubbish. Enough.”
Blue sky thinks more. He thoughtfully said: “You want me and the setting sun to personally experience the strength of the black sickle, so that the two of us will recognize him?”
Xiang Nan smiled and said, “I have them all.”
Blue sky nodded, lowered his hands, ready for everything.
His hands can turn enemies into sand.
If the black sickle dared to come, the blue sky and the setting sun, we would be ready to make the black sickle unable to eat.
It’s nightfall, Xiang Nan is still enjoying the wine leisurely.
The night of Gale Fortress is even more chaotic. As the so-called Moon Black Wind High Murder Night, Gale Fortress shrouded in hurricanes has become a real city of killing at night.
Before the night fell completely, the flames of war had been burning everywhere in the main city of Gale Wind Fortress.
The billowing smoke rose into the sky, making the dark cloud even darker.
From common sense, if the black sickle wants to assassinate Xiang Nan, he will definitely choose tonight, taking advantage of the darkness to act in the most ideal state.
The thirty-five killers who guarded near the clock tower and hidden in the dark obviously thought the same way. They had a twelve-point spirit, ready to meet the battle between the masters that would make them enthusiastic.
But the night was surprisingly calm, and the black sickle didn’t come.
“Did the kid retreat and give up when he saw difficulties?” The Setting Sun was puzzled, and even made such a guess.
Xiang Nan did not answer.
Three poles in the sun, and then close to noon.
The sun is high, in the strong wind fortress, it is hot summer, the dazzling sunlight is scorching this **** city, and the strong light makes people a little drowsy.
Xiang Nan held up the wine glass with a smile on his mouth.
He knew that the black sickle was coming, but he didn’t remind anyone. As he said, he was just a cargo. He would not give any hint to the killers, even anyone including the blue sky and setting sun.
Blue sky turned his hands upside down, glanced down, and said silently: “This person is also strange. He didn’t choose to do it at night, but he wanted to act under the sun.”
The setting sun stretched lazily and said: “What? Is that kid here?”
The clock tower, northeast, in a narrow alley next to a restaurant. This alley is dark and damp, and there is a pool of dirty swill on the ground.
The swill is so shallow that it can only flood the feet of people.
In such a small swill, there is a killer with a high level of evacuation skills hidden.
This person holds a silver thread in both hands and a dagger in his mouth. He is transformed into water and mixed with swill.
No one can spot him, even if someone walks over or even stepped into the swill puddle, it is difficult to find a big living person hidden in this spot of dirty water.
Inexplicably, a jet-black blade went silently from behind the killer to the front of his neck.
The killer remained vigilant and didn’t notice the existence of the black dagger.
After that, the black blade slid lightly.
The assassin shook his body and slumped down directly, revealing his true body.
His body was lying in a puddle, motionless, he didn’t know how he was killed until he died.
At the northwest corner of the bell tower, there is a weapon shop. Above the eaves, on each roof are six small stone beasts. These are called roof beasts and are used to guard the building.
There are four roof ridges, located in four directions: southeast, southwest, northwest, and northeast.
Among the six small beasts on the northeast ridge, the third in the middle is indistinguishable from the other small beasts, and there is no clue.
At this moment, as if in the middle of nowhere, a black dagger came out and wrapped around the little beast’s neck.
The little beast was motionless, without any reaction.
After that, the dagger slowly passed, and the little beast spurted blood, turned into a human corpse, and died quietly lying on the eaves.
The thirty-five killers all died one by one, and their death methods were weird. Their expressions after death remained vigilant and cold, instead of the surprise and despair they should have.
This shows that at the last moment before they died, they did not even realize that they were killed.
Inside the bell tower, there were soft footsteps.
The black sickle climbed up the disintegration spiral, and finally came to the top, under the huge ancient bell.
He wiped the chair, sat opposite Xiang Nan, took a wine glass, and took a sip.
The blue sky was still looking outside, the setting sun was drowsy against a pillar, and the two of them didn’t feel the black sickle at all.
Xiang Nan applauded: “Wonderful.”
The black sickle raised a finger and said: “Deception.”
He said: “When a killer wants to kill a target, he must first get close to the target without being noticed by the target. This is usually divided into many different situations.”
“Some people choose to deceive the target emotionally, get closer to the target person, gain trust, and then launch a fatal blow.”
“Some people choose to deceive the target visually and acoustically. These killers disguise themselves and hide themselves so that the target cannot discover their existence, and thus sends a fatal blow.”
“But the real master is to deceive the opponent in the impression.”
“Impression.” Xiang Nan poured a glass of wine for Hei Jian, and said with great interest: “This is quite fresh, I heard it for the first time.”
The black sickle said: “Impressions are divided into three types, one is called impression past tense, one is called impression progress, and the other is impression future tense.”
He took out a piece of paper and a pen, pushed it in front of Xiang Nan, and said, “Please draw the chair you are sitting on, and pay attention to every detail on the drawing.”
Xiang Nan smiled and didn’t move.
Black sickle said: “You have seen this chair, and you even sit on it, but now I suddenly let you draw it, but you find that you have no impression of this chair. You don’t know its specifics. Looks like, I don’t know the specific lines carved on it.”
“I thought you did not have a full impression of it, and it did not attract your attention.”
“This is called the past tense of impression.”
Speaking of this, the black sickle slapped his palm twice, and said: “I am the black sickle, I am here, I will sit here.”
But the blue sky and the setting sun did not move.
Xiang Nan raised his eyebrows and said: “Interesting.”
Black sickle said: “Do you think I blocked their hearing and vision? Do you think I was invisible in front of them?”
“Actually not. They can see and hear me, but they have no impression of the characteristics of my existence at this time.” “I didn’t get their attention.”