Chapter 867: The Qilin Appears

The black cloth was covered with a layer of night frost, and it was clear that it never left. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 The info woman bowed her head slightly: "Uncle Shi!"

Li Yundao glanced at the hoarfrost on her clothes, frowned, and said, "You haven't rested again?"

The woman in black had a cold face, but when she heard this, her originally cold eyes actually had a little warmth: "A master has just come, and the wolf chased him out, and he hasn't come back yet." I didn't dare to leave for a while. ”

Li Yundao nodded: "Do you know who sent it?"

Yuka shook her head and said, "It has just rained lightly, the sky is very cloudy, and the visual range is very low. The other party was quite vigilant, and he kept going around in circles around the periphery, and fled immediately after being discovered, but the wolf chased him out, and with his ability, even if he couldn't catch someone, he could always make the other party suffer a little. "Female ninjas usually don't talk much, but today they said so much in one breath for the first time.

"When we first arrived, we were already being targeted, and it seems that there are many more ghosts in this West Lake than we imagined. Li Yundao sighed slightly and rubbed his slightly swollen temples, "When the wolf comes back, you divide the work, and you help me do a preliminary investigation of the few people on this list." ”

Yuka said, "I'll go." ”

Li Yundao nodded and said, "Tracking and investigation is your forte, and I am more relieved that you can run it in person." He turned around and wanted to leave, but he paused again, turned around and smiled and asked, "Did you win?"

Yuka said expressionlessly: "He is very strong, and he is still improving. I need more time to beat him. ”

Li Yundao thought for a moment and said with a smile: "You may not be the opponent of the Heavenly Wolf if you challenge it head-on, but you have to be clear that you are a ninja, and what you are good at is not a frontal attack." ”

Yuka was stunned and didn't speak, but silently watched the young man who had broken through the mystery slowly leave.

In the hazy night rain, a half-worn military boot stepped into the stagnant water next to the construction site, and countless muddy water splashed in the night. The owner of the military boots was extremely fast, observing left and right to confirm that there was no one at the construction site, and then he turned over and jumped into the unfinished building construction site on the outskirts of West Lake City. The night rain drenched his navy blue suit, but fortunately, the half-finished unfinished building was quite dry, and the snorting military boots brought in countless muddy footprints, which brought a trace of life to the empty unfinished building where the night wind was howling.

Running briskly to the corner of a room on the third floor of the unfinished building, a canvas package was pulled out of a pile of construction debris, and the dust that shook off fell on the rough hands of the raindrops, mixing into dirty muddy water. He opened the package and pulled out a thick camouflage-colored military notebook. After propping up the receiver on the back of his laptop, he turned it on.

Soon, a dark gray login screen appeared on the laptop's screen, and he seemed to hesitate slightly, but he skillfully entered his username and password, and then a simple chat dialog box popped up.

He thought about it, and finally typed a string of characters in English: the other party is very alert and has no good opportunity for the time being......

Before the last few letters could be typed, he suddenly felt a pang in his heart, subconsciously lowered his head to the side, and a whip leg swept his scalp, a blow missed, and the dust was foggy, and the whip kicked the red brick filling wall on the side of the window sill to pieces.

He was horrified, and he didn't care whether his posture was beautiful or not, and rolled directly into the open area of the room like a lazy donkey, and then quickly turned over and stood upright, in a defensive position.

A young man in a sky blue tracksuit stood quietly by the window, looking at him coldly, for some reason, even though this young man looked extremely young, he still had the illusion of being targeted by a beast. He had already recognized it, this was the "tail" that had been attached behind him just now, and he thought that he had been completely thrown off, but he didn't expect to be followed by the other party into his temporary foothold.

He silently took off his soaked navy blue coat, which contained only a tight-fitting vest full of explosive muscles. He twisted his neck slightly, and reached out to the young man to make a gesture.

The young man smiled slightly, smiling like a child who had not yet grown up, with a little shyness: "Are you sure I will strike first?"

He nodded and said in stiff Chinese: "Soldiers, don't bully children." ”

The young man frowned, only then did he find that the man's eye sockets in front of him were deeply sunken: "Not Chinese?"

He snorted, "Come on!"

The night wind howled.

The young man's footsteps moved slightly, and the simple domestic sneakers rubbed against the cement floor, making a very harsh sound, and the blue figure broke through the air in the next moment.

He snapped, squinted, and clasped his hands into fists around his chest.

It's so fast!

He barely had time to react, only to make a block with his arms on his chest, and then he felt as if he had been hit by a hammer on both arms, and the whole person flew upside down like a cannonball, crashing down on the concrete wall, and countless dust was rising in the air.

"Ahem...... cough ......" He struggled to stand up against the wall, and his heart was shocked - this ancient and mysterious country really has those fighting secrets that are not passed on to outsiders, at least for him, a battle-hardened killing machine, the lethality of the young man in front of him is unparalleled even in his military career.

"The third uncle said, those who offend me will be punished even if they are far away. The young man muttered.

He looked at the young man coldly and said in English, "Kill me." ”

The young man shook his head slightly, glanced at the military notebook on the ground, and said suspiciously: "I don't think you're here to kill my third uncle, right?"

He sneered and didn't want to explain more, but his brain was running fast, and getting out of the predicament was an essential quality as a field officer.

The young man looked at him: "You can't leave." ”

He coldly pulled out a miniature pistol from behind him and sneered, "You're faster than a bullet?"

The young man shook his head: "Actually, I don't want to kill you. ”

He slowly pulled open the pistol safety and sneered: "You Chinese are habitually arrogant, no matter how powerful your martial arts are, in front of the hot soldier #weapon, you are nothing!"

The young man's face changed slightly, and his eyes narrowed slightly: "Japanese?"

He sneered, didn't answer, and pulled the trigger slightly with his index finger.

The young man did not say a word, as if the pistol pointed at him was not a threat to his life.

His index finger snapped slightly, and the next moment, the bullet would pass through the body of the blue-clothed young man opposite. For him, who has killed countless people, it is normal to have one more gun in his hand. In his view, many times, life is meant to be harvested.

The young man in blue looked at him lightly, his eyes were calm and showed a hint of pity, which made him very uncomfortable, how could a person like him ever be pitied?

"Goodbye!" the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and his mud-stained smile instantly looked a little hideous.

Suddenly, he realized that the finger attached to the trigger of the pistol could not be pulled down, because at some point, a slender but powerful finger got stuck in the gap between the trigger, unless he crushed that finger into a bond.

The owner of the finger was a tall and well-proportioned young man, dressed in black at night, with a grim complexion, and the fingers inserted into the gap between the triggers were as strong as iron. A pair of cold eyes looked at him without the slightest emotion, condescending.

After only a second of stunnedness, he reacted instantly, and almost in a flash of lightning, he pulled out the dagger from his waist. A brilliant peach blossom red, the sword slashed fiercely at the throat of the uninvited guest.

The black-clothed young man smiled faintly, just raised his left hand, bent his fingers, and slashed lightly, hitting the man's wrist, and the dagger fell to the ground with a clatter. The hand that had broken the necks of many people with his own hands fell instantly, and large beads of sweat rolled down his head and forehead, and the sharp pain from his wrist told him that just that block just now easily broke his wrist.

The black-clothed young man said coldly: "Last time, a ninja named Fukui came, and he brought a Hanzang Demon Knife with a strange appearance. I gave you a message that day, the territory of China does not allow you aliens with evil intentions to have the slightest touch of blasphemy, and those who offend our China will be punished even if they are far away. Again and again, again and again, then don't blame me for being ruthless. ”

When he heard "Fukui" and "Hanzo Demon Knife", his eyes shrank suddenly: The death of Kamishinobu Fukui has caused a lot of commotion in the organization, and if the black-clothed young man in front of him can kill Fukui quietly, it will naturally be fine to deal with himself.

But the ninja training he received since he was a child and his years of military career have cultivated the spirit of never giving up until the last moment, so the moment his left hand drooped, he released the miniature pistol almost at the same time, and slightly tightened his elbow when his forearm buckled inward, and the next moment, his right elbow crossed the arc with a thunderous momentum and hit the temple of the young man in black.

"Be careful!" Zheng Tianwolf, who had been watching from the sidelines, suddenly came out and reminded.

It turned out that the elbow blow of the foreign killer was just a false move, and the real killer was the strange ejection of the blade on the tip of his left foot.

"Jumping beam clown, carving insect skills!" The young man in black sneered, raised his hand and easily defused the thunder elbow blow, and his upper body leaned back in an extremely strange arc, and the sharp blade from the tip of the foreign killer's toe actually brushed against his chest, and the blade cut two marks on the black clothes on his chest.

Seeing that the blow missed, the foreign killer let out a light shout, his body jumped into the air, and his whole body strength was concentrated on his right knee, he had enough confidence and experience, as long as he was hit by his iron knee, the lumbar spine of the young man in black would be shattered in an instant.

The young man in black was not in a hurry, his hands were on the ground by inertia, his sturdy legs shrank in mid-air, and then when the opponent struck a thunderous blow, he did not push back, his arms bent slightly, and he suddenly burst out of power, and even pushed the upside-down body into the air like a bullet in an instant, and went straight towards the foreign killer who was holding his knees.

The first blow was kicked in the chest.

The second blow is swept on the cheeks.

The third blow, the black-clothed young man who was originally upside down, actually straightened up with his strength in mid-air, and kicked it fiercely, only to hit the body that fell from mid-air.

Boom! Kick up a lot of dust.

The black-clothed young man's chest was cut by the blade, revealing white but extremely explosive muscles, and the colorful tattoos on his chest shone brightly.

Dragon's head, antlers, lion's eye, tiger's back, bear's waist, snake's lin.