The two-meter-tall An Yang looks vicious, while driving the bright yellow BMW to the Xianju villa group, while shrinking the bones and changing the shape, the height of the whole person drops to one meter eight, and the face becomes ordinary, An Yang takes out a white mask and puts it on, and the BMW car has sunglasses with light blue borders, An Yang also smiled and put it on his face.

An Yang pressed the speeding line and drove for nearly an hour to reach the outside of the Xianju villa complex, An Yang did not take the main gate, and stopped on the secluded road by the wall. An Yang got out of the car, jumped over, was over the wall up to four meters high, perceived to let go, like a shadow, towards the No. 9 villa touched, An Yang will Xianju villa group topographic map are all silently memorized.

Mr. Ouyang didn't brag, the security monitoring system of the Xianju villa group is really very powerful, and the one hundred and eight security guards patrolling are also genuine retired special forces, An Yang beat up retired special forces in Bingcheng, and he can recognize this kind of soldier at a glance.

But for An Yang, these are all eggs and eggs, and there is no use for birds. All the cameras are clearly perceived by An Yang, and all the patrol security guards are perceived by An Yang, and An Yang wants to avoid it as if it were playing. A black shadow floated through the dark corner, that is, he touched Villa No. 9, and quietly climbed up to the second floor, shook the window lock with force, and entered the villa.

An Yang runs the Vajra is not bad, his breathing slows down to ten minutes, one inhalation, ten minutes and one exhalation, and the heartbeat is also slowed down, beating once a minute, and the whole person falls into a state of turtle breathing. An Yang did not move, but stuck to the ground, listened attentively, and put his perception to the maximum, patrolling all the living creatures in the villa, including cats and dogs.

In less than ten minutes, An Yang locked Mr. Ouyang's breath, the person whose qi and blood were the most decayed, on the third floor, there were four strong men guarding him, giving An Yang a faint danger, obviously with a gun.

The empire is not good at this, although guns are banned on the surface, but there is never a shortage of firearms around the rich and powerful, especially the group of goods in the underworld, machetes and sticks can't solve the problem, so he will shoot you for your life.

The whole villa made An Yang feel dangerous eight people, four guarded Mr. Ouyang, two guarded the first floor, and two subordinates in the basement, according to An Yang's experience, the hundred-year-old ginseng was probably hidden in the basement, but An Yang didn't want to startle the snake, maybe Mr. Ouyang took the hundred-year-old ginseng with him.

An Yang will never kill innocents indiscriminately, as long as it does not make An Yang feel dangerous, and do not attack An Yang, for the enemy, An Yang is ruthless and ruthless, and what amorous beauties are also killed by crushing the neck bone with one hand.

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Just when An Yang wanted to attack, a black car came in front of Villa 9, and three people came down, attracting An Yang's attention. The old man who walked in front was in his sixties, but he was tall, strong, and his blood was as turbulent as fire, better than a twenty-year-old strong guy, and he was definitely at least dark.

The two people behind the old man are both in their thirties, bright and strong martial artists, acting smartly, with wide hands and thick fingers, walking extremely steadily, and having a fierce temperament on his body, he is obviously a ruthless character who has killed people and seen blood.

"Iron Fist Gate, Elder Chen is here to visit." A young man stepped forward and rang the doorbell and shouted loudly, full of energy.

The two bodyguards guarding the door opened the door, and respectfully separated one person and walked upstairs with the iron fist gate. An Yang frowned, if he could, he would not be willing to kill more, it was unnecessary, but I don't know why the three of the Iron Fist Gate came, if it is a hundred-year-old ginseng, don't blame An Yang for being ruthless.

An Yang lurked silently, if there were only three people from the Iron Fist Gate, or a group of bodyguards with guns, An Yang would be sure to retreat with his whole body, but the two groups of people would get together, even if they were as fierce as An Yang, they would have to avoid the edge for the time being.

Although An Yang has been practicing national art for fifteen years, the real actual combat is very rare, which makes An Yang miss his lack of experience in a life-and-death duel, which is not something that An Yang can make up for with his ruthlessness.

King Kong is not bad for the fifth layer of the divine skill, and he has not yet reached the point where his skin blocks bullets, so he can only use his muscles to clamp the bullets. An Yang is going to military training in the morning, and it will be very bad if there are a few blood holes in his body.

To be honest, An Yang would rather kill all the people in Villa 9 than be very happy to kill the three martial artists of the Iron Fist Gate. An Yang is not stupid, where does he not understand that he can't help himself when he enters the rivers and lakes. An Yang didn't know that the martial artist who was killed in the basement of the Golden Jue Entertainment Hall was the third disciple of the Iron Fist Gate, otherwise he would have known that he had stepped into the martial arts rivers and lakes, and he also had a nickname called Xingtian.

Mr. Ouyang and Elder Chen obviously knew each other, An Yang could hear the conversation in the room on the third floor intermittently, Mr. Ouyang gave the centenarian ginseng as a gift to Elder Chen, and also brought up the matter, whether the semi-annual dividend given by Xianju Real Estate Group to Iron Fist Gate can be graced for half a month, and there will be more sincerity to honor Elder Chen.

Elder Chen smiled and accepted the hundred-year-old ginseng and a cash check, drank a cup of tea, and left with the two apprentices.

An Yang took a deep breath, his eyes were hideous, if he returned to the BMW car parked outside the wall from Villa 9, Elder Chen and the three of them didn't know where to drive, An Yang was a troublesome person, he hesitated just now, and now he can only rob the two groups of people together, whoever dares to stop will kill whom, An Yang has never had good or evil in his eyes.

As soon as Elder Chen left, Mr. Ouyang scolded his mother in the room, denouncing the Iron Fist Gate as a group of bloodsucking insects.

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Four people, one dark strength warrior, two bright strength warriors, and one bodyguard gunner.

The hundred-year-old ginseng was in the hands of the young man on Elder Chen's left, An Yang's bones were soft, and he was already moved to kill, and his body shape was restored from one meter to two meters, facing the sixty-year-old old Jianghu, An Yang did not dare to despise the slightest, and there was a line between life and death when fighting.

Wearing a white mask, An Yang put down his sunglasses, King Kong is not bad and the magic skill has run to the limit, and the skin on his body has turned pale gold. An Yang quietly touched the stairs from the third floor to the second floor, which is the most suitable place to do it, and there is a bodyguard with a gun on the first floor, if it is alarmed, it will lead out the two gunmen in the basement.

An Yang is not a god who is not bad in King Kong, if the eyes, ears, mouth and nose are shot, it will be very miserable.

It is rare to show the twelve types of King Kong not bad magic in front of people, An Yang is already eager to try, this kind of sweat hair that wanders in life and death stands upside down, so that An Yang's whole state has soared to the top.

The murderous aura converged, An Yang was apnea, his heartbeat was suspended, and the whole person did not leak any body temperature, just hiding behind the wall in the way of standing on a pile. An Yang's first target was Elder Chen, a sixty-year-old dark strength martial artist, and only after killing this person could An Yang retreat with his whole body, otherwise once he was dragged by Elder Chen, An Yang would most likely be injured and bleeding before he could escape.

Five steps, four steps, three steps, two steps, one step!

An Yang silently counted the footsteps, and attacked fiercely, his right hand was like a claw, his left hand was clenched into a fist, and the shot thundered.

Elder Chen came and went in the wind and rain, rolling in the martial arts fighting everywhere for decades, still with his hands and feet intact, of course, he was very skilled, even if he was suddenly attacked and assassinated, Elder Chen's heart was as calm as ice, the King Kong Iron Fist Gong was running, his fists were glowing with metallic luster, and he mustered up ninety percent of his strength, leaving one percent to stop and retreat.

One punch to the head, one punch to the body, ruthless and vicious!

[Qingyang Palace is full of heroes, heavy promises and light life and death, holding a collection of big knives, daring to manage injustices, angrily cutting off the enemy's head, and splashing blood three feet to drink! ] Wenjun has a strange treasure recommendation ticket and borrows it for use. For mobile phone users, please visit wènhttp://mnet

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