Wang Dadong did not hesitate at all, and rushed directly towards the door, since he came back to save Lin Shiyan, it was naturally impossible for Lin Shiyan to be harmed. [No pop-ups]

Wang Dadong had just left the room when the woman jumped back from the window.

"Isn't the death knell of hell as terrible as the legend suggests?" the woman muttered, then picked Stephen up like a little J boy before jumping out of the window again.

Who the hell is he, why did he save me, and will we meet again?

Lin Shiyan was thinking about it, and suddenly found that his body seemed to leave the ground, and then flew up, and then fell quickly to the ground.

Ah, the female boss screamed.

After all, this is the third floor, nearly eight meters high, which is still quite high for ordinary people, not to mention that Lin Shiyan feels like he is head and foot at this time!

You don't want to hit your face on the ground, do you?

Woo, it's going to be disfigured.

Boom!

There was a soft sound, and then Lin Shiyan felt trembling all over, and stopped when his face was still more than half a meter from the ground, and it turned out that he was being held.

Oh my God, this is eight meters high, holding himself, and he can still land safely, is it a man with a mask?

Lin Shiyan turned around, and sure enough, a clown mask with an extremely funny expression came into view.

Sure enough, it was him!

Ouch!

I don't know when, the masked man has already let go of his hand, Lin Shiyan's body fell to the ground hard, and his body came into close contact with the ground directly.

It hurts!

Lin Shiyan felt extremely painful in his chest, and he wanted to rub it with his hands, but it was not good to block the face of the masked man, and his delicate brows were condensed together.

Well, be sure to make a good impression on him!

Lin Shiyan endured the pain, his brows furrowed, and he smiled, "Thank you......"

When she looked up, the masked man had already turned away, leaving her with a somewhat lonely looking back.

"Who the hell is he......" Lin Shiyan slowly stood up, and a face that always had a hippie smile appeared in his mind.

"No, it can't be him!" Lin Shiyan threw the ridiculous thought out of his mind.

In terms of violence, the masked man and Wang Dadong seem to be a little similar, but in terms of personality, the two are simply worlds apart.

In Lin Shiyan's heart, sloppy, decadent, unmotivated, good, lustful, and obscene are synonymous with Wang Dadong.

If that guy had saved her, he would have shamelessly hugged her leg and begged for a reward.

But the masked man was so cold that he didn't even say a superfluous word.

It's so handsome that I have no friends.

Such a man is the man who can become a big climate.

Comparing the two, Lin Shiyan suddenly felt that Wang Dadong couldn't even compare to the toes of the masked man.

After all, Wang Dadong's kung fu of a three-legged cat is similar to that of a baby compared to the masked man with an explosive force value.

But what Lin Shiyan didn't expect was that the two people who had no comparison at all in her eyes were the same person at all......

Over there, Wang Dadong had already removed his disguise, lit a cigarette, and smoked slowly.

Originally, he had decided to completely draw a line with Lin Shiyan, but he still made a move.

Of course, this does not mean that he forgave Lin Shiyan.

"Now I'm just afraid that Sister Xiaohui will hate me to death, right?" Wang Dadong shook his head, a little painful.

Zhou Hui's side, I'm afraid I can't go back, these crazy goods, if they find out that Zhou Hui has something to do with him, won't it affect that girl? Wang Datou shook his head with a wry smile.

Now it's okay, I'm going to live on the streets again, and it is estimated that if I go back to find Zhou Hui now, I will also be killed.

Suddenly, Wang Dadong's pupils shrank, and a woman wearing a mask of the god of the underworld appeared opposite him.

"You, what do you want to do?" Wang Dadong looked scared.

"Don't pretend in front of me, Lord Deathknell. The woman let out a coquettish laugh.

The look of fear on Wang Dadong's face suddenly disappeared, replaced by indifference, and said in a calm tone: "Since you know my identity, you shouldn't come to see me." ”

"That's right, but there's no way, people are just curious about you, the king of mercenaries who shocked the world is willing to serve a woman. ”

"You're talking too much. ”

"It's still early in the night, so why don't we have a good chat. ”

"We don't have much to talk about. Wang Dadong turned around and left, he believed that as long as he wanted to leave, the other party would not be able to keep him.

Wang Dadong had just walked out a few meters when a terrifying killing machine suddenly attacked from the rear.

Without the slightest hesitation, he moved his body sideways.

I saw that a white crescent moon slashed past the position where he had stood before, clicking, and the street lamp broke in response, and the cut surface was as smooth as a mirror.

"Douqi!" Wang Dadong turned around abruptly, "You are Twilight!"

Wang Dadong recognized the woman's identity.

Dou Qi is somewhat similar to internal force, but it is more domineering than internal force, and the cultivation threshold is lower, and it will bloom in a variety of different colors when used, and it is very powerful.

Of course, the fighting spirit also has a fatal weakness, that is, the follow-up is insufficient, unlike the internal force, which can be continuous, basically after the fierce attack, it is time to rest.

The cultivation method of Dou Qi is only mastered by one organization today, and that is the mysterious Dou Shen Temple.

"Isn't that someone else?" Twilight took off her mask, revealing a face that didn't apply powder, but still captivated the country.

"What do you want to do?" said Wang Dadong with a frown.

There are many legends about the Fighting God Temple, especially the legendary Fighting God, which is an extremely terrifying existence.

Originally, the Fighting God Temple was unknown in the world, but everything changed after the Fighting God slaughtered a great heavenly demon in the River Styx.

The three heavenly demons of the River Styx, all of which were comparable to the existence of saints, were easily killed by the fighting gods.

This shows that the cultivation of the fighting god is at least at the level of a saint.

A master of this level is enough to deter one side.

However, Wang Dadong is not afraid of the fighting god, although his strength has not reached the level of a saint, once he uses secret techniques, his combat power can match that of a saint in a short time.

Moreover, he once killed a saint with his own hands.

Of course, the main reason is that the saint was first attacked by several Yan Jun of hell with heavy weapons for three days and three nights in a row, and was consumed a lot of physical strength by Wang Dadong and the four heavenly kings, plus the time for his sanctification was not long, so he was killed by Wang Dadong, who comprehended the twelve doomsday death knells.

Therefore, unless the God of Dou is here, Wang Dadong will not be threatened.

"People just want to have a conversation. Twilight said as she straightened her hair, which was a little messy in the night breeze.

"What do you want to talk about?"

"What exactly is the content of that 3S mission?"

Wang Dadong's face instantly became extremely heavy, and he said indifferently: "Have you forgotten the basic rules of our industry?"

"Lord Knell, don't be so terrible, with the combat power you can kill the saints, the Dark Council may not be able to help you, not to mention, you are not the Lord of Hell now, are you?"

Twilight smiled.