At night, the Jianning community is brightly lit, people come and go, and the sound of various stalls is endless.

Walking along a small road, frowning and covering his nose and walking through a vegetable market, Fang Huai saw the four-story rural self-built rental house that Da Fei said, and Xiao Liu lived on the top floor.

Four floors, and the security door is locked, which is a bit difficult to do.

Walking around the house, Fang Huai found that there was a barbecue stall on the first floor of the front door, pretending to look for a toilet, and entered directly through the gate, and there was a staircase next to the patio that could go up directly.

Reaching for the fully enclosed racing gloves he had just bought at a stall outside, he walked up the stairs.

Go up to the second floor, look around, and find that this is a corridor with only two rooms, a single room, a double room, at this time the lights in both rooms are out, the door is locked, it should be out to steal.

Around to the third floor, this time the single room was locked, but the double room door was open, quietly walked to the door, from the crack in the door, two men were sitting on the sofa, there were a few wallets on the coffee table in front of them, mobile phones, should have just come back.

Quietly leaving, I went up to the fourth floor, the same as the third floor, except that there were four or five people in the double room, especially on the coffee table, there were three woodpecker daggers and a machete.

It's ruthless enough, Fang Huai had no choice but to turn back to the third floor. It's not that I'm afraid of those knives, but I'm afraid that the sound of the fight will wake up the people downstairs, and this alarm, as soon as they transfer their things, they will go to the police station.

After thinking about it for a long time, Fang Huai didn't fold at all, went down to the second floor, put his hands into his trouser pockets, and was about to light a cigarette, thinking about it carefully, but this lighter, he suddenly found that there was something in his trouser pocket, and when he took it out, it was actually the network USB flash drive.

I don't know if the Huanyu Group has seen it, Fang Huai shook his head, put the USB flash drive in it, took out the lighter again, lit the cigarette, and just took a puff, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind.

summon

That's right, it's summoning, there are still seventy scales in the space, and it takes twenty to summon an entry-level teacher, and you can summon three by yourself, but you always have to keep a little spare, just in case.

After a cigarette was smoked, Fang Huai finally made a decision to summon only one, Bruce Lee. First of all, Bruce Lee is a celebrity, so when you go in like this, you can cause shock. Secondly, Bruce Lee's outburst is invincible, and what is most needed now is to end the fight with lightning speed.

It's enough for an entry-level teacher to deal with these ordinary gangsters.

Leaning on the door of a room, Fang Huai closed his eyes and entered the space, entered the combat skills room, paid two ghosts, and with a flash of golden light, Bruce Lee appeared in the room.

Fang Huai stepped forward and said, "Teacher, there is something I need your help with now. ”

immediately explained the current environment in detail, and after Bruce Lee listened carefully, he nodded: "You go out first, and I'll arrive later." ”

Exiting his divine sense, as soon as his eyes opened, a figure appeared in front of him, it was the master of Jeet Kune Do, Bruce Lee.

The two walked up to the third floor quickly, Fang Huai stood by the door and winked at Bruce Lee, Bruce Lee nodded, stretched out his hand and pushed the door open.

"Who?" The two of them in the room were lighting their harvest, when they suddenly saw a stranger walk in, instantly put away the things on the coffee table, and stood up.

The corners of Bruce Lee's mouth twitched, revealing an indifferent smile: "Don't you know me?" ”

"It looks familiar." One of them had a little trance in his eyes, how could this person be so familiar, but he couldn't think of anything for a while.

The other person also nodded: "It's a little familiar, we've seen it?" ”

"Ada"

Bruce Lee reached out and touched his nose, screamed in his mouth, his body shook, and his right foot drew a circle in the air.

"Bruce Lee" The two people in the room screamed at the same time.

"How is this possible, I'm not dreaming." The two rubbed their eyes in disbelief, staring at each other, it was indeed Bruce Lee.

"I'm rubbing, this is too exaggerated, you're an imitator, how did you come to us, I'm glad I will." The two of them spoke, wiped their hands on their clothes, and stretched out their hands to step forward.

When the two of them were four or five steps closer, Bruce Lee slammed a side kick with his right foot, and the tip of his shoe went straight to the temple of the man on his right.

The power of the entry-level is indeed much smaller, this kick only caused the person to be unconscious, and he fell instantly, immediately stunned the person next to him, just when he looked dazed, Bruce Lee waved his hand and slashed directly at his neck and carotid artery, and the person rolled his eyes and fell on the body of the previous person.

Seeing that the two of them were unconscious, Fang Huai walked in, and as soon as the ring lit up, two blue rays of light suddenly rose and entered the Spirit Devourer.

Walking out of the door, the two quickly reached the fourth floor, this time Bruce Lee did not go in alone, but waited for Fang Huai to bring a mask, then nodded and pushed the door open.

There was a sudden loud noise, and several people sitting on the sofa stood up with a dagger in their hands.

Only a tall and thin man with a pair of triangular eyes was still sitting on the sofa, his pupils shrank, his right hand held the handle of the watermelon knife, and a stiff smile appeared on his face: "Brother, imitating Bruce Lee, it's quite similar, but you have to find a clear place." ”

"Hmph" Bruce Lee snorted coldly, without any nonsense, he rushed up directly, kicked straight ahead, and the front person immediately took a few steps back holding his stomach and squatted down.

A few people next to him looked at it, shouted and rushed up with a dagger, Bruce Lee's figure flashed, his right wrist buckled the man's wrist like lightning, twisted it hard, his wrist shook, the dagger turned and stabbed into the man's lower abdomen, followed by an abdominal suck, his body bent, and he dodged the direct stab of the person on the right.

At this moment, a cold light flashed on the left, Bruce Lee's eyes swept away, his head was tilted, his right hand supported the back of the person who was stabbed, and his body twisted strangely, using a high pressure on the right side, to sweep the person's face.

At this time, Fang Huai also followed behind, jumping up in the air, sweeping his leg in mid-air, and the person on the right puffed to the end.

In just these few rounds, two people were unconscious, one was seriously injured and the other was slightly injured.

"You're Little Liu, aren't you?" Fang Huai's tone was cold, and his eyes looked directly at the man who was still sitting.

"Revenge? I don't know where my little six provoked two of them. Xiao Liu was also shocked by this lightning flint-like quick battle, these two people are professional masters.

"You don't need to know the reason, anyway, you are dead today."

"Really? That won't keep me from dying."

Xiao Liu said and slowly stood up, but he still held the machete in his hand.

Fang Huai glanced coldly at the right hand holding the knife: "The defensive heart is quite strong, but it's useless." ”

"Since it's useless, then you will die" Xiao Liu's triangular eyes narrowed, his pupils shrank, and he waved his knife and slashed directly at Fang Huai's front door, Fang Huai smiled coldly, his head was tilted, his body flashed, and he reached Xiao Liu's side.

Quickly lowered his head and picked up a dagger, his body rotated rapidly, and his right hand stabbed towards Xiao Liu's abdomen, Xiao Liu just wanted to dodge, but his shoulders were held down by a pair of big hands, and when he turned his head, Bruce Lee was smiling disdainfully at him, at this moment, he only felt a pain in his stomach, and when he looked back, Fang Huai had already held the dagger and stabbed it in.