Wen Qian also quietly looked at Sun Hexiang. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He was thinking about how to muddy the waters...... How to put on a stunningly exquisite melodrama.

This kind of feeling of breaking free from the shackles of the law and exerting his power recklessly really made him feel the physical and mental pleasure that he had not felt for a long time. He has been restrained for too long, and the subconscious view of the higher beings on the lower ones has quietly emerged, slowly sprouted, and now he finally got the opportunity to break through the ground.

Wen Qian also tried to make himself deeper into the play, frowned, and withdrew the titanium short sword with a wave of his sleeve.

He let the dagger hovering on the right side of his body, then slowly walked over and asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

Sun Hexiang dared to exhale slowly, she secretly glanced at the suspended matter suspected to be a "flying sword", and said cautiously: "I agreed to meet here with an elder, but I didn't know that a big fat man who ran out suddenly wanted to attack me." ”

She really didn't want to ask the word as a communist fighter, but seeing was believing. She muttered, "You are the legendary ...... Sword Immortal? ”

Wen Qian also shook his head and smiled, still just for the cold timbre that was disguised, and said: "Thousands of years have passed in a hurry, and it has become a legend in the mouth of mortals, which is really ridiculous. ”

Sun Hexiang's heart was like a stormy wave, always thinking out of his mind, and his thoughts couldn't stop for a moment, as if he had re-acquainted himself with the originally familiar world.

The legend turned out to be true......

She cautiously pointed to the suspended object beside Wen Qianyi, "Then, is that a flying sword?" ”

"You say yes, yes."

The bone conduction headphones on the back of the neck sound that the most important audience of the play has appeared, and the show is about to be staged.

Wen Qian also turned around and looked at Da Fat.

Big Fat was shocked, he had a faint feeling of extreme danger, and turned around as if he was running away.

The silver-white short sword gradually ignited a purple-green flame, and the blade of the sword shook sharply, like a poisonous snake waiting to be devoured, and the sneering flame was the letter that spit out.

Zhao Yonghao and Kang Hongjia finally arrived at the unfinished building.

On the way, they checked all the information about the property. The development of the third phase of Jiangcheng Homes was stopped two years ago due to the rupture of the capital chain, and it was eventually abandoned.

There are no cameras nearby, the internet coverage is poor, and the entrance is overgrown with weeds, so no one would go out of their way to hang out in such a hellish place.

"Four minutes until the half-hour deadline—"

Zhao Yonghao held the pistol with an extremely standard tactical move, and he held a miniature electronic telescope to look inside, but due to the complex terrain, he could not get any useful gains.

At this time, Kang Hongjia made a boo gesture, pointed in a direction, and said in a low voice: "Listen, it seems that there is a voice!" ”

"You say yes, right......"

Zhao Yonghao and Kang Hongjia looked at each other, nodded together, each holding a pistol, his steps were hurried but silent, and he quickly advanced towards the source of the sound under the cover of the building's sight.

Before they arrived, they had discussed the possible identity of the target.

Invite yourself to a movie?

It's definitely not going to be a good sight. The investigators of the two General Staff Departments had long been mentally prepared for the worst-case scenario, perhaps facing a trap of arrest, and the target was very likely to be a super criminal gang with extremely tight organization and advanced scientific and technological means.

Otherwise, how to explain the exception of envelope "a"?

Zhao Yonghao pressed the button of the portable signal jammer, completely blocking the network signal within a range of nearly 100 meters, he leaned against the wall and commanded in a low voice: "If they shoot, return fire immediately, try to keep the mouth alive!" ”

"No problem." Kang Hongjia nodded solemnly.

The two men rushed out from behind the building with great synchronicity, aiming their guns in the direction of the source of the sound in their memory.

"Don't—"

The sound stopped abruptly.

They only saw a short sword with a flaming tail, and after a second, it suddenly disappeared with a violent breaking sound, and the next second it appeared more than twenty meters away, on the chest of a tall fat man.

Is this an illusion?!

Kang Hongjia soon saw a man and a woman standing on the other side.

The woman's figure is a beige waist skirt, she looks like she has just passed the age of twenty, she has a good memory, and she quickly recognized the identity of this woman, who is the Japanese counterpart active in Fengjing City, the Japanese Communist Party agent Naruko Heka!

She immediately turned her gun on her colleague, who couldn't possibly be a friend of the agents of other countries who were here at this moment.

"That woman is Naruko Heka."

Zhao Yonghao's face was extremely serious, his muzzle was aimed at another man present, a man in a gray robe, and he whispered, "That fat man is dead." ”

Hearing this, Kang Hongjia turned his gaze back to the side again, and saw a pool of blood, a big fat man, and a silver-white short sword stuck in his chest.

The memory flashed back to a few seconds ago, and she suddenly remembered what she had thought was a hallucination.

Subsequently, the illusion becomes real.

The short sword vibrated and slowly retreated from the big fat chest, suspended vertically in the air again, and then flew back to Wen Qianyi's side.

Wen Qian also said in a deep voice: "You stay here." ”

He walked in the direction of the unfinished building.

"Don't move!" Kang Hongjia's voice trembled, and she shouted to Wen Qianyi.

She was sure that her eyes were not flowery, her mind was clear, and she was not affected by hallucinogens. But what's going on in front of you? Chinese people are definitely not unfamiliar with things like flying swords, but they are extremely familiar.

It's because of familiarity that it's even more unbelievable.

"Did you see that......"

"Clearly." The corners of Zhao Yonghao's eyes jumped, and he felt that he was really crazy. First followed a strange "A" envelope to a sparsely populated unfinished building, and then witnessed the scene of the flying sword killing?

Kang Hongjia whispered: "This is impossible! ”

Zhao Yonghao took a deep breath: "Follow up and see-"

As soon as the two of them took a step, a purple flame suddenly ignited bizarrely in mid-air, and the flame lines formed a simple "seal" character, and almost at the same moment, the pistol in their hands suddenly became extremely hot, and they were subconsciously thrown to the ground.

The two of them watched as the pistol first fell to the ground, then made a clicking sound, and twisted into a ball of reddish scrap metal, and they could feel the red-hot temperature from the distance of their height.

Zhao Yonghao suddenly slapped himself hard, and the right side of his face immediately became red and swollen, but his mind was extremely sober.

He gasped: "What the hell! ”

Kang Hongjia's complexion is also extremely poor.

She shook her head in disbelief: "That man, is it really not the legendary ......?" How can this be, is it you crazy or am I crazy! ”

Zhao Yonghao reluctantly said such a sentence, "We need to change our mentality now in order to better deal with the next things." ”

His expression was solemn, and he paused word by word: "Now, we must believe it for the time being...... Even if it's bizarre, no matter how unscientifically reasonable, no matter how hard to accept, we must believe—"

"Legends could just as well come true." (To be continued.) )