In Wang Yiyang's view, fighting, fighting, or fighting.

It's all about a few steps.

First, gather intelligence.

Second, weaken the opponent.

Third, strengthen yourself.

Fourth, use your own strengths to attack the enemy's shortcomings.

He had only the basics in his head, information about the Minister of Security of Mister.

Those previous fighting experiences, intrigues and intrigues, are all simple introductions and abbreviations.

But after his summary during this time, he also found a pattern.

In the struggle within Mister, the winners, for the most part, acted according to this law.

Only a very small number of people rely on luck to make it happen. And the success of this type of person is mostly temporary, and then it will soon fall.

And now, he is following these steps step by step.

As early as a few days ago, he had arranged for someone to put a trace amount of poisonous gas into the venue of the martial arts hall, which was invisible, colorless, and tasteless.

This kind of poisonous gas is not very harmful to the body, and the only effect is that when the blood boils and the qi and blood flow to the extreme, it will produce a lot of hindrance and stagnation.

That is, this poison gas is ineffective for ordinary people.

But for martial arts masters such as Zhong Silkworm and Wang Xinlong, it has an indescribable suppressive effect.

Of course, Wang Yiyang's purpose is only Zhong Silkworm, not anything else.

So he asked people to quietly add an antidote to neutralize the poison gas in his grandfather Wang Xinlong's wine very early.

Wang Xinlong is an alcoholic, and he has to drink a few glasses every morning and evening.

And Zhong silkworm does not stick to wine.

So it's actually quite simple to make such a difference.

"Through the external vital signs scanner, we have grasped that the mantis man has arrived early and is fighting with the bell silkworm. Lei Wei followed Wang Yiyang and reported quickly.

"The praying mantis can mobilize so many people under so many wanted people, it seems that the hidden power is not small. Wang Yiyang nodded.

He took the electronic telescope handed over by the bodyguard beside him, put it in front of his eyes, and looked at the open space in front of the martial arts hall from a distance.

The clearing was a mess.

The bell silkworm was like a blood shadow, constantly jumping and flickering among the many warriors of the mantis.

Every movement brings one or two screams and wails.

Blood and severed hands and feet were scattered everywhere.

The warrior of the praying mantis was like a baby in front of Zhong Silkworm, and he had no power to resist.

With every punch and palm, he could easily defeat the attack and defense of the mantis warrior.

Even if the other party escaped, it would only let him take a few more steps.

"Awesome. Wang Yiyang admired.

"It's amazing. Two strong, tall, flat-headed men on the side slowly approached and lowered the binoculars in their hands.

"Minister Wang, this cooperation, I didn't mention that our opponent is at this level. Do you think we should increase our appearance fee a little bit?"

One of the flat-headed men was older, and he spoke with some fear.

Both of them were wearing off-white tank tops and loose-fitting trousers. The left chest and heart are embroidered with black tiger characters.

It is obvious that he is the leader of the Yanhumen team.

"No way. Wang Yiyang shook his head, "Zhong Silkworm has already been hit by the nerve gas released by me in advance, and he can't maintain his peak state for long." This is also the key reason why he is now crazy to clear the field.

If you can't even take this advantageous situation, then I may consider the follow-up cooperation with Yanhumen in the future. ”

The two flat-headed men were silent, then picked up the binoculars again and looked at them for a while.

"It's so fierce after being poisoned, it seems that the money is not easy to take this time.....

Wang Yiyang smiled but did not speak. If you can get money just by standing casually, why did he invite so many people to do it?

At this time, the bell silkworm in the distance gradually began to slow down.

He had just killed more than 20 people in a row, and he had fought dozens of moves with his teacher Wang Xinlong, which consumed a huge amount.

Nature has reached the point of exhaustion.

The warrior of the praying mantis, at this time, only red eyebrows and another young woman with a bewitching figure remained, confronting him head-on.

The three of them were in the clearing, and every punch and kick was like thunder, hitting each other, making a thunderous explosion.

In the distance, you can still see circles of faint white ash, which continue to explode as the three of them fight.

A large number of dusty air waves scattered and fell.

"It's an exaggerated fight. Wang Yiyang admired.

"This is the strength of martial artists above the Mingguang rank, and ordinary martial artists are far from reaching this level. The master of Yanhumen on the side said in a low voice.

The two of them were specially guarding Wang Yiyang's side in case of a master attack.

Wang Yiyang looked at the scene like a fighting movie in the open space from afar, and felt a little emotional in his heart for a while.

Before he was reborn, his grandfather was killed, the martial arts hall caught fire, and he himself was involved in a car accident designed by the black hand.

And now, it doesn't matter who the black hand is.

The situation is completely in his hands.

Whether it's a praying mantis or a bell silkworm, they can't make any waves.

"Do you want to go over?" asked the flat-headed warrior in a low voice.

"Nope. Keep a safe distance, I'm not the same as you martial arts practitioners, and the slightest aftermath may not be able to bear it. Wang Yiyang said with a smile.

He's not the kind of fool who has to come out at the last minute to explain his layout.

As an ordinary person who is powerless, he has to hide in the rear and wait for everything to settle and reappear.

When the group heard this, the corners of their mouths twitched and they stopped talking.

The elite soldiers who were heavily armed around began to surround and approach step by step.

Drones in the air are also quietly narrowing the encirclement.

The sniper in the distance gradually shifted his aim to the living people present.

"Wait. Suddenly, Wang Yiyang felt that something was wrong.

In the telescope, Zhong Silkworm's figure is indeed getting slower and slower, and the mantis warriors are also getting more and more injured.

But for some reason, he always sensed something was wrong.

Those praying mantis people have suffered so many casualties, why do they still fight to the death? They are not afraid of death?

Wang Yiyang's heart suddenly flashed with this doubt. Immediately, he became vigilant.

His brow furrowed.

"Is there anything extra on the scanner?" he asked quickly.

Lei Wei was stunned when she heard this, quickly pressed the communicator on her neckline, and asked a few words in a low voice.

But there was no sound on the other side of the communicator, and it seemed that the soldiers in charge of monitoring the whole scene were completely connected.

At this time, Lei Wei's face also changed. She immediately began contacting all the squad leaders.

Just when she quickly became alert and realized that something was wrong.

The extreme martial artists of the Yanhumen and Shangwu Alliance also realized that something was wrong, and they gathered around Wang Yiyang one after another to protect the surroundings.

Teams of soldiers quietly gathered around Wang Yiyang's vehicle.

But Wang Yiyang didn't pay attention to these things at this time. Instead, he held a telescope and stared at the venue in front of the martial arts hall.

It was originally the scene where the two leaders of the bell silkworm and the praying mantis fought each other.

But now it's completely different.

Zhong Silkworm covered his abdomen, half-kneeling on the ground, blood dripping from his fingers.

The two praying mantis were also pale, supporting each other, and could barely stand on their feet.

One of their legs was completely unconscious, and their knees were shattered and broken, leaving only slag of bones inside.

At this time, the real core of the audience was no longer Zhong Silkworm, nor Wang Xinlong, nor the two seriously injured warrior leaders of the Praying Mantis.

Rather, it was a strong old man standing straight, with white hair and waist-length.

The old man was shirtless, and his bronzed muscles were covered with all kinds of scars and scars.

He only wore a pair of black trousers, his hands drooped naturally, and the muscles on his body were as if they were made of fine copper.

"Zhong Silkworm. Is this the answer you are going to give me?" the old man's face was flat, and there were no mood swings. Just watching the bell silkworm quietly.

His two disciples, the red-eyebrow man and the bewitching woman, were behind him, but he didn't even move his gaze.

Zhong Silkworm slowly loosened the abdomen he was holding, and the wound that was still bleeding just now had been temporarily closed to stop the bleeding.

This is a clever muscle control technique that can control the muscles and forcibly close the injury in a very short time.

He squinted at the long-haired old man and didn't say a word, but the invisible aura on his body began to condense again.

The long-haired old man shook his head slightly in disappointment, looked away from Zhong Silkworm, and instead landed on Wang Xinlong, who was relieved on the side.

"Wang Xinlong, long time no see. "They actually know each other.

Wang Xinlong was supported by Nicholas and Xiao Hong at this time, staring at the long-haired old man with the same gloomy face.

"You are.... Wu Qi?" He recognized the other person's identity.

Many years ago, they were brothers who practiced martial arts in the same school.

At that time, the relationship between the two was originally good. But later, because of the difference in philosophy, the two gradually went to two different paths.

Wu Qi stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes staring at Wang Xinlong.

"I haven't seen you for so many years, and you're still so weak. ”

"Weak, I'm just carrying out what I insist on!" Wang Xinlong stood up, straightened his back, and his old face faintly revealed all kinds of complicated colors.

"What do you insist on, do you practice martial arts into fitness?" Wu Qi sneered. "Since ancient times, we have been murderers, and we are superior men! The blood of the weak has poured our reputation on us. As a result, you actually wanted to change martial arts to fitness in the first place?"

He pointed to the bell silkworm.

"Look at what the hell you teach a good seedling to be!? This is the ideal you want to adhere to? Forcibly suppress the will of a person who pursues the ultimate in martial arts??"

Wang Xinlong also looked at Zhong Silkworm, his eyes full of disappointment and silence.

"Times are different...."

"Then it's not time for us to leave the stage completely!" Wu Qi interrupted, opening his hands.

Whoop!!

In an instant, a series of gunshots exploded one after another.

Wu Qi's face changed, and his figure suddenly turned into a gray shadow, dodging left and right several times, and quickly left the position he was standing in before.

On the ground where he was standing, there were already a bunch of bullet holes.

When the gunfire stopped, he was already twenty meters away from Wang Xinlong and the others.

In the distance, a steady stream of gunfire erupted.

The gunfire came out suddenly, but soon the silence faded and the silence returned.

Wu Qi's face was ugly, and he reached out and pressed the button communicator on his collar, but there was no response from there.

He suddenly thought of something bad, and his eyes became more and more gloomy.

This time, he brought eighteen of the best martial artists with the best skills, these martial artists have all undergone the best assassination training, and it is easy to kill the miscellaneous soldiers around who don't know where they came from.