Compared with the ambiguity in the elevator, at this moment, a full martial arts is being staged in the corridor on the 6th floor. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The moment the elevator door closed, the masked man pulled out a black slinger from his waist.

A volley is thrown in the air, and the three sections are fully displayed.

The six people on the other side also took out daggers when they saw the posture and actively faced the battle.

They are all people on the road, so they won't be all on it, even if they want to go all over the corridor, they won't be allowed.

The man in the mask who went to the meeting alone naturally did not come to die. The big men in front of him have to be put down one by one, and it must be a hard battle, which will inevitably hurt the muscles and bones. Therefore, he has always hated to fight people in close quarters like a martial artist. He prefers the feeling of "strategizing and winning thousands of miles away".

The other person stepped forward, armed with a dagger.

Stepping forward, the knife in his hand stabbed at the chest of the masked man at a gallop.

The eyes of the man in the mask were dark and sharp, and a fierce spirit was unscrupulous.

And yet in an instant!

He pinched the big man's knife-holding wrist like lightning, and took it off. There was a muffled sound of "bang", accompanied by the sound of "click" bones breaking, and I saw the throwing stick hit the big man's arm solidly and fell into.

Good guys, hands are broken.

Seeing that his companion fell to the ground, next, one forehanded, the other backhanded, holding the dagger, and the two went up together.

Two sword winds, one on the left and one on the right, struck.

The masked man leaned back, dodging the blade of his throat. While he dodged, the other party was grabbed by his hair with one hand, and his whole head hit his knees, falling directly to the ground. The other reverse knife wielder's continuous and rapid attacks were blocked by him with his throwing stick to protect his arm, and his raised knee straightened and kicked the opponent in the abdomen. The other took a few steps back, leaning against the corridor railing, gasping.

The man in the mask muttered in a low voice, his figure flashed, and he dodged the stubborn resistance of the person leaning against the guardrail, and the man was subjected to his fierce suffocation stick one by one, and there was no room to fight back, and the more he dodged, the more he leaned back.

The other three saw that the forces were ready to rush forward.

For a moment, the man in the mask was surrounded by three people.

In the next second, the person leaning on the guardrail of the corridor felt a strong force coming towards him, and he suddenly lost his center of gravity. When he reacted, he was twisted by the masked man's arm, and the whole person turned over the railing and hung in the air.

It's a six-story building, and although there are ornaments in the middle of the building, these things can't catch him!

The other party thought that there would be a confrontation next, and they looked at each other: save people first, and then go up together, and abolish the people in front of them.

The mask man didn't want to waste time, his plan was simple, no one here could go out, including himself if necessary.

So as soon as the hand was released, about a few seconds, only a muffled sound was heard, and the person who fell down hung up a few pieces of modifiers and fell into the pool.

The pool was not deep, and fortunately the base was soft sand, which saved the man's life, but it was not lightly injured.

The door of room 3 slowly opened, and at a glance, the screen, sofa, and coffee table were not messy.

Look at the person who crawled out of the beaten nose and swollen face, leaning against the door frame, dragging his right hand.

He had just seen the scene of the big man falling with his own eyes, and at this moment he knelt down directly, and the words in his mouth were so frightened that he couldn't explain clearly, trembling and trembling.

This person is none other than Zhang Lu.

However, Su Mu shouldn't be so heavy!

Looking at the room again, it is estimated that the person is behind the screen.

"Come here, you have missed the distance, forgive me, third master. "The voice is approachable, not murderous, just like meeting an old friend on the road, a little surprised, a little familiar.

In the corridor, the big man who surrounded the third master in the middle with a dagger in his hand, as soon as he heard the master behind the screen speak, he made way to a road to room 2603.

The four fields are silent, as if there is no one for thousands of miles.

Only at the door of the room, Zhang Lu was still trembling and kneeling, neither to leave nor to stay.

The third master lowered his eyes.

Zhang Lu dared to look at each other, only to beg for mercy again and again, "Two masters, the little one doesn't dare to touch that aunt anymore, please let me go!"

The two masters in these words are naturally the third master at the door and the master behind the screen.

The third master closed his eyes and said in a low voice: Get out!

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Often, the more ruthless the man, the calmer the aura when sitting together. There is no tension, and there is no smoke of gunpowder. But it is not without tragedy.

Since ancient times, Chong Guan was angry and became a red face. They are heroes in this regard.

This is very good, salute first and then soldiers, and can negotiate, at least without hurting your muscles and bones.

The man behind the screen is making a pot of tea.

The third master slowly sat on the sandalwood chair, and the other party was not the slightest timid, but calm. It seems that the scene of the fight just now has never been staged. skillfully made him a cup of tea, and the scar on his right hand was particularly eye-catching.

The third master folded his legs and shook his head, which was like relaxing his muscles. He put the slinger away and placed it on the coffee table, ignoring the tea standing on the left.

"My grandmother said that drinking alcohol hurts the body, and coffee hurts the stomach. You returnees still have to listen to the old man's words, it always makes sense. Zuo Li put the cup in front of him, smiled slightly, and when he thought of the girl he was staring at, he couldn't help but blurt out that he was provoked by such an amazing and ruthless character as a backstage, "It's trickier than Zhang Shen." ”

"Why didn't you inform him?"

When the third master heard the name "Zhang Shen", there was a playful smile at the corner of his mouth, and his white hand picked up the purple sand cup, slowly inhaled the tea soup, slowly tasted it, and swallowed it slowly.

Zuo Li shook his head and said seriously: "If you have a family, don't get involved, you have enough to make up the table." ”

After a while, the third master looked at the empty teacup with complicated eyes, "The tea is good." ”

Zuo Li saw all the movements, "The person who just climbed out said, using this big red robe in exchange for his other arm." He added tea to the third master, without a trace of rivalry, and his eyes fell on the ornaments exposed on the other party's cuffs. smiled, and said, "The third master will check it and see if the deal of the younger brother is cost-effective." ”

"His life is not comparable to the price of this tea. The third master sighed, picked up the teacup, and looked at the tea soup, "You still owe me an explanation for today's matter." ”

"I'm wronged, I'm here to be a hero.

Now I can only blame him Zhang Lu for not believing in evil, knowing that it is the third master and your person, and he dares to dig people for Sheng Shida.

It's not a big sin to dig people, so I just sat behind the screen, drank tea and watched the play.

I didn't want to come forward with that.

I'm very happy to be able to watch you play a hero to save the United States, and to be able to sit on the mountain and fight between the two of you.

But the guy's hand touched her, hey, I'm still young and vigorous, and this time I lost my temper...... See smiled. Zuo Li told the story, there is no city, no hypocrisy, and honesty is his consistent style.

"Hmm. The third master drank the tea slowly, and let out a sound as if there was nothing.

"Third master, I have a saying, I don't know how I want to vomit when I meet you, please forgive me for taking the liberty of it. The approachability in Zuo Li's eyes was swept away, in exchange for a gloomy and treacherous like a wolf, "That girl, for you, is a tool to win the heir, or your beloved woman." I have to find out this first, for fear that if I accidentally hurt someone, I will hurt the harmony. ”

"It's the tool. The third master put on an expression that he was willing to hear and looked at him squarely, "Woman, what about it?"

"Ah...... Ha ha. I'm a cheap person, even if glory and wealth come, I'm afraid I won't be blessed. Zuo Li laughed at himself, put the dagger lightly on the coffee table, and said in a calm tone, with deep meaning, "Lovely people, when you are alive, you have to have some fun." ”

"Threatened? The fortune teller said that I have always been blessed, and I have been stubborn for a few years, and I have no intention of restraining myself in the future. ”

"No, no, no! not a threat, it's advice. Your life is more precious than mine. The jade is burned, how can I deserve it. At most, one will hit the stone with an egg, splash dirty water, and damage your skin. Zuo Li's expression was cloudy and uncertain. He refilled the third master's cup, "Just take this opportunity to drink tea to say hello to you." Unless I cover the bones of yellow sand, I will guard her 100 years old without worry. ”

Good one, unless I cover the bones of yellow sand, and I will keep her 100 years old and worry-free.

There was a moment of silence, and the third master seemed to have a smile on his face.

"Okay, 100 years old. The third master drank his cup of tea, and without warning, he said a word, got up and left. didn't even give Zuo Li a chance to say thank you.