Lan Ying was already a practitioner of inner boxing in the late Ming Dynasty, and her hearing was much more sensitive than ordinary people, and after a while, she gestured to Zhang Bin, asking Zhang Bin to stay in place and go out to have a look, after Zhang Bin nodded to show that she understood, Lan Ying rushed out of the door with an arrow step.

Lan Ying's office building belonged to the cloister structure, Lan Ying slowly leaned in the direction of the sound, but after she searched the three more suspicious rooms, not to mention people, not even a fly didn't notice it, I don't know why, Lan Ying's heart was filled with a strong sense of ominousness at the moment.

She didn't care if it was exposed, she didn't tiptoe like before, and strode towards the room where Zhang Bin was, and the moment she pushed open the door, the sight in front of her made her eyes shudder, the big boy who often showed himself in front of her was lying on his back in a pool of blood.

At this time, there was a tall man squatting next to his body, his shoulders couldn't help shaking, because he was facing away from Lan Ying, Lan Ying couldn't judge whether he was doing anything for a while, but Zhang Bin's situation should have a lot to do with him.

Lan Ying has been on the battlefield more than once, and she has seen more than one dead person, whether it is an enemy or a comrade-in-arms, she has seen it, looking at Zhang Bin's already blue face and arms, she knows that this teammate she treats as a younger brother has been sacrificed.

As a soldier, she knew what she should do at this moment, Lan Ying stopped the trembling caused by her incomparable distress, guilt and anger, and raised the weapon in her hand:

"Don't move! Who are you?"

The man seemed to have known about Lan Ying's arrival, and did not immediately turn around or answer Lan Ying, but continued the original action, as if he was gnawing on something. A few seconds passed, and just as Lan Ying was about to make the next move, the other party stopped, stood up and turned around at the same time.

Lan Ying didn't stop the other party, she had this confidence, she wanted to see who this teammate was who put down her teammate in a short period of time.

As the other party turned around, Lan Ying finally saw his face, but what puzzled Lan Ying was that she seemed to see the other party with a dog face and black hair, but it quickly dispersed and turned into a tough, ruddy Xihezhou face, Lan Ying had done training in this area, she didn't feel that she was wrong.

But when she saw the other party's appearance, there were strong doubts in her heart:

"Baron Devonbell? Is there really such a person in the world, or is he a descendant of Devin Bell?"

After Lan Ying entered the Ninth Army, in order to enrich herself, she read a lot of materials, especially some strange events collected by the military, and one thing made her remember it vividly.

In the forties of the last century, at the end of the Second World War, there was a bizarre annihilation incident in the empire where the sun never sets, dozens of people in a manor were killed, without a trace of the murderer, the night when the police collected the corpses, the bodies of the owner of the manor, his wife, and children disappeared, and the corpse watcher swore that he saw their corpses turned into huge bats and were dragged away by a group of bats.

The investigation department of the Ninth Army deduced this incident when it was fine, and believed that the most likely murderer was Baron Devonbell, who was in frequent contact with the owner of the manor, but could not figure out his motives, and there was also a strange thing about this incident that all the dead people in the manor had their internal organs hollowed out.

Thinking of the internal organs, Lan Ying couldn't help but move her eyes down, and the first thing she saw was the other party's slender and powerful big hands, which were stained with blood, and blood beads were dripping down, and then Lan Ying saw the corpse of her teammates, the clothes on her chest were stripped off, and her chest was also cut open by a sharp weapon, looking in from the bloody incision, the internal organs inside were empty.

Lan Ying's body trembled again, and while anger filled her whole body, a chill also appeared on her back, because she thought of a possibility, her original self-confidence was shaken a little, and she suppressed the anger in her heart and calmed herself down:

"What is your relationship with Devin Bell, Baron Devon Bell?" Lan Ying stared at the other party and asked in a cold voice, although she felt that her idea was outrageous, but she still wanted to solve the doubts in her heart.

Seeing that Lan Ying had regained his composure so quickly, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but the banter of cat and mouse did not diminish at all, until Lan Ying shouted the name "Devon Bell", and the expression in his eyes changed to curiosity:

"Do you know Devon Bell?"

"I've read his information, and it seems that he really did the massacre more than 70 years ago, you? Lan Ying raised her gun and slowly leaned towards the other party.

"Seventy years ago, I forgot, maybe I did it, but it's really my honor to be recorded by your Ninth Army of Huaguo!" The other party stretched his palm, which was still dripping with blood, and loosened his shoulder, and his tone was very indifferent.

Hearing the other party say that he was Devin Bell, Lan Ying's footsteps paused:

"You're Devon Bell?" There was disbelief in her tone.

"Leave him alone, but your Chinese hearts and livers are so tender, I really haven't eaten it before, now it's your turn beautiful colonel!" This person was Devon Bell, who had been in the hotel before, and as soon as his voice fell, he added the corners of his mouth with a red tongue.

Lan Ying even saw the bright red flesh between his teeth, and then thought of Devin Bell's previous words and Zhang Bin's corpse, even if she had excellent quality in her heart, she almost vomited.

Devin Bell rushed over at a very fast speed at the moment when Lan Ying's mind was slightly lost, seeing Devin Bell's speed so fast, Lan Ying was shocked, and she didn't care about the authenticity of the information she had just gotten, so she fired two shots in a row, but they were all keenly dodged by Devin Bell

At this time, Devon Bell was less than three meters away from Lan Ying, Lan Ying knew that the gun in her hand would not play any role, she decisively abandoned the gun, her left foot was dotted forward, the center of gravity moved slightly forward, and her right hand leaned forward, and at the same time the left hand was withdrawn from the waist, one hand stood in the palm, and the other hand was clenched into a fist.

Devin Bell saw Lan Ying throw away the gun in his hand and put on a strange posture, not only was he not happy, but he was even more vigilant in his heart, he would not think that the elite of the Ninth Army would make useless moves when life and death were at stake.

The two quickly joined hands, Devin Bell had a strong jumping ability, and when he was three meters old, he was in full swing, and the kick knee hit Lan Ying's jaw directly, Lan Ying knew that she couldn't make a hard connection, leaned back, dodged the fatal blow, and at the same time put her left hand on Devin Bell's knee and borrowed strength.

At the same time as Lan Ying's feet left the ground, his right hand was inserted diagonally from the bottom to the top and wrapped outward, it turned out that Devin Bell used a series of moves, and at the same time as raising his knee, his left elbow had already smashed down towards Lan Ying's heavenly spirit, and Lan Ying, who was experienced in combat, naturally would not let him succeed.

Don't look at Lan Ying's simple move, but there is a big saying, the trick she used is called the spirit snake wrapping around the tree, this move pays attention to the arm like a spirit snake to entangle the opponent's attacking hands and feet, and then supplemented by strength, vibrating off the opponent's joints, which belongs to the type of grabbing moves.

It has very strict requirements for the use of strength, and only the special internal strength of the Lost Trace Fist can be done in the middle and soft. The spirit snake entanglement tree is a more difficult move to practice in the Lost Trace Fist, although it is easy to learn, but it is difficult to master, Lan Ying used this move against the enemy at the beginning of the battle with the opponent, it seems that the internal strength control of the Lost Trace Fist has reached a certain level.

Although Devin Bell felt that Lan Ying would not be too simple, he didn't take it too seriously, and when Lan Ying's arm touched his shoulder from a strange angle, he didn't make any further response, but continued to smash down his left elbow, ready to end the battle with this move.

But before his elbow fell, he felt that Lan Ying's arm was wrapped around him like a rope, and then an inexplicable force was transmitted to his arm, and the shoulder and elbow joints were numb, and he couldn't exert any more strength.

Devin Bell was shocked, but he had lived for more than a hundred years, killing people like hemp, and he had experienced many lives and deaths, so that he would not be at a loss, only to see others in mid-air, twisting his waist violently, and shaking off Lan Ying, who was entangled.

At this time, Lan Ying had already jumped up to Devin Bell's diagonal with his strength, and kicked out with both feet at the moment Devin Bell threw himself away, Devin Bell hugged his arms to his chest to block, and both of them withdrew from the battle circle with their strength.

Lan Ying continued to pose in the abyss pose, but she could see a noticeable tremor in her raised right palm, although she had resolved the crisis with the spirit snake wrapped around the tree just now, but she was not easy. Lan Ying showed twelve points of spirit, although it was a short fight, but she could be sure that this was the strongest opponent she had encountered so far, and there was no one.

Different from Lan Ying's solemn treatment, Devin Bell showed a hint of playfulness and excitement in his eyes after being kicked by Lan Ying for two steps, and he wiped the dust on his cuffs with both hands:

"Yes! It is worthy of being called the Ninth Army, and that strange force is the internal strength of your Huaguo, right? If it was ten years ago, I would have taken it seriously, but now, ...... , let me see if the heart and liver of people who have practiced internal skills will be more delicious. ”

After saying that, Devin Bell tapped the corners of his mouth with the tip of his red, somewhat unusually red tongue.

Lan Ying naturally wouldn't tell Devin Bell that she was practicing internal martial arts instead of internal strength, and now she had to focus all her spirit on Devin Bell who rushed up again.

In an instant, the two collided together, Lan Ying's moves were light and agile, the virtual and the real depended, Devin Bell opened and closed, and the moves went straight to the point, slowly Lan Ying gradually weakened, but Devin Bell was attacking more and more fiercely, fortunately, Lan Ying was able to turn danger into a disaster.

After a few dozen moves, Devin Bell became impatient, he thought that a dozen moves at most would be able to solve the battle, but he didn't expect this woman to be so difficult.

Devin Bell's irritability allowed Lan Ying to seize the opportunity, only to see her take advantage of Devin Bell's punch to open the empty door in front of her chest, she staggered and dodged, and her palms pushed out and hit Devin Bell's chest, which was the double recklessness in the Lost Trace Fist, and at the same time used her internal strength to the extreme.

Devin Bell saw that Lan Ying did not retreat but advanced after dodging his punch, and the secret path was not good, but it was too late to defend, so he had to puff up the muscles in his chest to resist, but when the white palms fell on his chest, he didn't feel much strength.

A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Devin Bell's mouth, but before the smile could fully bloom, he felt an inexplicable force hit his heart, as if ignoring his own muscle defenses, and directly rushed from Lan Ying's palm to his internal organs.

Devin Bell took three or four steps back, a flush flashed on his face, and a trace of blush oozed from the corners of his mouth, obviously Lan Ying's move caused him a lot of damage, but Lan Ying couldn't take advantage of the victory to chase, she just now seemed to hit the steel with a palm, and the huge force of the shock made her arms lose their autonomy for a while.

Devin Bell forcibly suppressed the discomfort in his chest, and a terrifying fire appeared in his eyes:

"Good! No one can hurt me in a long time, you're good!"