The masked woman gasped, not daring to attack rashly. It was also a last resort to abandon the "ghost rope" and switch to tai chi, she was now seriously injured, and she just wanted to buy some time to adjust her internal breath, otherwise she would die faster in the next battle. Hearing the young man's threatening words, and seeing him walking towards him again, his eyes were unnaturally gloomy.

In fact, the principle of "ghost rope" and Tai Chi is the same, it is this woman's master according to her characteristics, combined with the principle of Tai Chi, tailored for her, hidden in the cotton, rigid and soft, both dynamic and static.

"You're going to die." The masked woman said indifferently, a woman with a heart of death, no one can be underestimated by the energy of the small universe that she has burst out. "It's not certain who will kill the deer."

Wen Jun nodded and said, "Since the eight horses can't pull back your heart, then I will fulfill you." "He is like a mirror in his heart, there are only two outcomes in front of the killer, either kill or be killed.

Wen Jun strode up to the masked woman, turned his palm into a fist and smashed it towards the other party, and when the other party just got up to parry, he quickly closed his fist and cut it to her neck, and his right leg also cooperated with the tacit understanding to attack her lower plate.

"Bang!" Although the masked woman caught Wen Jun's palm, her lower body was kicked by him.

Peerless flirting with legs? No, it's the stunt of "Qin Wumen" - Fengshen legs! Although Qin Haoran taught Wen Jun this mastery for less than a week, who is Wen Jun? A week's cultivation is enough to deal with the woman in front of you.

"Qin Wumen" has stood in the rivers and lakes for 500 years without falling, not only because of the martial arts such as "King Kong One Finger Zen" and "Wind God Legs", but also because of its "gentleman frank" door rules. His disciples would never use the "Wind God Legs" as "Yin Legs". Only a halfway disciple like Wen Jun would come up with such a bad move. If Qin Haoran, who has always flaunted himself with "heroic energy", sees it, I don't know how he will feel in his heart?

Many people think that even if women are hit by the trick of "flirting with the legs", with their unique body structure, they will not behave like men with "pale faces, pain" and so on. However, that doesn't mean they won't be in pain. In fact, women's private parts are more vulnerable than men's. Of course, this is what Master Gao Zhentian told Wen Jun in his previous life, and Wen Jun himself has not had time to verify the correctness of this point.

The masked woman's face was purple, and her eyes were full of crimson murderous intent and humiliation, but she had to squat on the ground with her crotch covered.

"Despicable......" the masked woman scolded through gritted teeth. Even as a killer with the purpose of killing, she could not imagine that a man in a civilized society would use such a third-rate trick on a woman.

"You're absolutely right, I have a lot of tricks up my sleeve if you want to see it." Wen Jun smiled evilly and nodded. Walking up to the masked woman, he picked her chin with his foot and said, "Now you can tell me, who sent you to steal the calligraphy and paintings?" What other purposes do you have? ”

The masked woman gritted her teeth and didn't speak, her face full of pain, but her eyes were determined.

Wen Jun didn't mind, shifted her right foot from her chin to the left side of her face, and then stepped on the ground hard, the masked woman squatted unsteadily, and lay on the ground at once, while her whole head was trampled on the ground by Wen Jun, and the mask used to cover her face was also trampled to pieces, revealing a beautiful and dignified pretty face.

"Hear me, this is the last time I'll ask you." Wen Jun's right foot was hard again, as if he wanted to step the head of the woman in black into the hard concrete floor. "Who sent you to steal the painting?"

The woman in black closed her eyes and gritted the root of her teeth, no matter how Wen Jun asked, she was silent.

If it is not necessary, Wen Jun is reluctant to use the "Dragon Ring". Although it can get a lot of information you need, it also has to bear the conscience and moral condemnation in your heart. After all, it is very immoral to peep into other people's secrets.

Also, you have to endure the other person's past, some people and things that the other person has experienced, happiness and sorrow. Since reading Xiahou Yi's memories that time, Wen Jun's mind often unconsciously has some things related to her, some of which are too strong and even have been entangled in Wen Jun's memory, lingering.

But "10. The murderer of the "18 Door Destroying Case" is too strange and has not shown up yet, so Wen Jun has to think about using the "Dragon Ring" to explore the other party's memories again.

Just thinking about it, I suddenly found that the woman in black had a strange face, as if relieved and resolute.

"Not good." When Wen Jun removed his feet and squatted down to open her mouth, black liquid was already flowing out of the corners of her mouth, bleeding from her seven orifices, and her heartbeat had stopped.

What's even more unbelievable is that a puff of green smoke suddenly rises from her body, a smell of burning comes out, and the corpse decays rapidly at a speed no less than the speed of sound, until it turns into a pile of ashes.

Wen Jun looked at the pile of ashes scattered by the wind in shock, just now she was a big beauty who was alive and well, but at this moment she had disappeared with the wind. What kind of people are these? Is it worth a person to protect with death?

Wen Jun knew that someone must be hiding around and observing what was happening at the scene, maybe it was "10. 18 Murderers of the Door Destroying Case! But the cunning man was as cunning as an old fox, and he refused to show his face. Fortunately, a masked man was caught earlier, and as long as he can leave a clue, this donation campaign will be considered a success.

"Xiaojun!" Zhou Xiaolei ran over panting, looked at the pile of ashes on the ground that had been blown away by the wind, and asked with concern, "Is this ...... What the hell is going on here? You're not hurt, are you? ”

"I'm fine." Wen Jun clapped his hands and asked worriedly, "Sister Xiaolei, are there any innocent casualties?" ”

"It's just okay, there are no casualties, only two old men have had a heart attack because they were frightened and have been sent to the hospital." Zhou Xiaolei said with palpitations.

Wen Jun nodded and asked, "How many people have you caught?" ”

"It was supposed to be four, but ...... But three committed suicide by gritting their teeth, and their bodies were reduced to ashes. Zhou Xiaolei said in shock.

Wen Jun was not much surprised, as can be seen from the fate of the masked woman, they are in a group, such an ending is reasonable. "The one left is ......"

Zhou Xiaolei said: "It's the person who was sketched with a thin rope, and you clicked on the acupoint, and he couldn't move." ”

"Escort him back to the criminal police team, and I will interrogate him personally."