Boss Sun looked at the painting with an evil gaze.

Not to mention, this little girl looks mediocre at first glance and has a mediocre appearance.

But after taking a closer look, I found that this little girl's appearance is really one in a million.

Very beautiful, delicate and beautiful, but not lacking in charm.

The more Boss Sun looked at it, the more he felt terrible, this little girl looked carefully, and even the tender models he had played with before couldn't compare!

And with his countless eyes on the girl, he was sure at a glance that this little girl must still be a chick.

Found a treasure!

Boss Sun's eyes lit up.

The patience of the painter has reached the limit.

She has seen too many such disciples, and the womanizer really doesn't deserve any sympathy from her!

The painting looked at Boss Sun calmly with a slight look in his eyes.

"When will Boss Ma come over?"

Boss Sun woke up from the beauty and immediately smiled, "Soon, it's already on the way." What, does the little sister want to intercede with Brother Ma? You won't have to work on this in vain. Brother Ma is not very interested in women, he is only interested in jade and jade. So, if you have anything to say, just tell me. ”

Hua Weirong smiled and looked at Boss Sun, "I want to ask you for something." ”

Boss Sun's eyes lit up, "What do you want?" Don't say one, even ten I will give it. Hehe, as long as you stand by my side little sister......"

Hua raised his eyebrows slightly, "I'm sorry, you only have one thing I want, and you can't give ten." ”

"Don't care what it is, as long as you abandon that little white face and follow me willingly, Boss Sun, hmph, you will wear gold and silver in the future, and the scenery will be beautiful!" Boss Sun said proudly.

Hua smiled slightly, "I'll talk about it later, as for the thing I want to ask you for, you can give it to me now." ”

Without him, it was really too confusing to draw a slight smile, and Boss Sun was immersed in her shallow smile and couldn't extricate himself.

He stared blankly at her and said, "What? What do you want? ”

Hua Weirong approached his side step by step, and slowly stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch Boss Sun's face!

Jing Rong's face was already tense, and he couldn't wait to make a move now.

But the painting had already hinted to him, telling him not to move casually.

God knows that Jing Rong's heart is like a cat scratching at this time, and it is very uncomfortable.

Boss Sun's face was full of pride, and his gaze when he looked at Jing Rong was also full of provocation.

The meaning seems to say, look, no matter how handsome you are, in the face of reality, the face is useless!

The people around him also looked like they were watching a good show.

Jing Rong calmed down at this time.

What kind of person Hua Weirong is, although he can't say that he is completely clear, but he also understands it very well.

How could such an arrogant painting make the disgusting man in front of her dirty hands?

Even, let alone let her beg for mercy, even if it is just to make her temporarily compromise, it is absolutely impossible!

That's how you can paint a microscopic look!

Jing Rong narrowed his eyes, his hand was ready at any time, as long as Boss Sun made any abnormal move, he would definitely rush towards her under the attack of Chapter 078, completely exposing his body to the enemy's fire without any scruples!

Stupid, it's stupid to the extreme!

The anger in Hua Weirong's heart has reached its peak, of course, this anger is certainly not directed at one person, but at everyone.

For the group of fools who are delusional and daring, and also for Jing Rong, a fool!

Seeing the blood flowers blooming on Jing Rong's body, Hua Weirong's anger was completely uncontrollable.

She has already regarded Jing Rong as her own person, and even unreservedly let Jing Rong know her mysteries, let Jing Rong know her identity as a cultivator!

Her people, no one but her want to hurt.

God knows that she is an extremely protective person.

At the moment when Jing Rong fell, Hua Weirong made a move.

There's no need to play anymore.

Those idiots had completely pissed her off.

She didn't have a gun, she didn't have a knife or anything, and her only weapon was a needle.

That's right, what she has hidden in her acupuncture bag is a golden needle used for acupuncture.

But what is hidden in her hair in her clothes is a silver needle as thin as a hair!

No one knew where she hid the needle, but she would never let anyone touch her body.

Because of her current cultivation and the aura of heaven and earth, she is unwilling to spend her spiritual power to attack unless she has to.

Of course, there is also a very important reason that the consequences of the attack of spiritual power will be very serious, and the movement will be very large, and it is definitely not casual to cover up the traces of the past.

She is sensible, and she will never let herself become a superman and an alien in the eyes of many people. She didn't want to provoke or threaten some leaders of this worldly realm, in that case, even if her cultivation level was much higher, as long as the mortal realm used the most powerful thermal weapon, she would definitely have no power to resist!

Therefore, she will not use her spiritual power easily.

And at this time, she must have another life-saving weapon.

Silver needles are her best choice.

The hair-thin silver needles are easy to hide and easy to use.

For ordinary people, this kind of silver needle is very thin and soft, basically has no lethality, but for the painting of Weirong, as long as the target is determined, and at the same time the silver needle is given a very high speed, then these silver needles are definitely an excellent weapon to kill people invisibly, even more terrifying than bullets!

Because, the silver needle is too thin and too small, when it flies at high speed, the wind sound is very small, and when the target hears the sound, the high-speed silver needle has already arrived in front of him, and there is no chance to dodge!

Ordinary people can't use silver needles to accurately stab the target and draw a micro capacitance.

Ordinary people can't make the speed of the silver needle faster than the bullet, and draw a slight capacity.

So, there was no better weapon for her than this tiny silver needle.

At this moment, four silver needles shot out of her hand.

Because of the noise of the surrounding environment, the sonic boom caused by the silver needles as they traveled through the air at supersonic speeds did not attract the attention of anyone present at all.

It was so fast that after Hua Weirong made a move, almost in the blink of an eye, the silver needle had already hit four targets accurately.

Temples, eyeballs, eyebrows.

These three fatal points!

In fact, stabbing the eyeball is not fatal at all, at most it will only stab the eye.

However, the silver needle pierced the eyeball directly, all the way to the back of the eyeball, the nerve center in the brain......

The same goes for the temples and eyebrows, where the silver needle is completely pierced into the target's brain.

And on their body surface, there is only a small wound that looks like it has been bitten by a mosquito, and the chance is impossible to distinguish with the naked eye!

It can be said that without an autopsy, the cause of death of these people would not be found.

The target fell to the ground and died in less than five seconds after being stabbed. And in fact, when their brains die, their hearts are still beating alive!

Several objectives were solved in an instant.

Shi Er was stunned, but he didn't have time to ask anything more.

He's in Chapter 078 with a few hundred people. The seats are almost full.

Before the boxing match began, Jing Rong introduced the painting in a low voice.

"It's an underground black boxing arena, and there are black boxing here almost every day. Of course, when the above inspection is strict, it will be suspended for a while. To come here, you must be introduced by an acquaintance who has been a member for more than five years, and you must pay a high security deposit. ”

Hua Weirong frowned, "What's the difference here?" ”

Jing Rong sneered, "Yes, what's the difference." There are also regular boxing matches outside, why do you want to get black boxing? Quite simply, there are too many formal boxing rules. Players are not allowed to attack, and there are referees who stop the game at any time. In this way, for some people, it is not exciting enough. And the black fist ...... Completely irregular. Once in the ring, life and death are fateful, each according to his ability. There are no rules, no referees, and the game will not end until one side dies. ”

In this way, the painting will roughly understand, bloody.

"This kind of truly bestial gore is the thrill that many people want to pursue. There are only a lot of people who like to watch boxing matches like this! And there are bets, and if you win, the prize is quite a lot. Jing Rong said coldly.

Drawing a slight face raised an eyebrow, "You're going to bet on this?" ”

Jing Rong sneered, "I'm not interested in this. These people are looking for death on their own, and they have nowhere to vent when they have too much energy. ”

"And what are you doing here?" The painting was even more confused.

Jing Rong pursed her lips and stared at the painting for a while before slowly turning her face away, "I said it, I'll surprise you." ”

The brow of the painting is tightly locked.

Jing Rong: What does this mean exactly?

She's not interested in that, she's never going to kill for the sake of killing, she's bloody for the sake of blood, that's the act of a beast.

So, what exactly is Jing Rong going to do?

At this moment, at nine o'clock, the lights of the entire space were lit up, and a host walked into the ring with a microphone.

"Good evening, everybody. Without further ado, everyone already knows that this year's Super Boxing Championship 10-5 competition will be held tonight! These ten players include Xie Changdong, a rookie with the northern legs, Liu Qingshan, a disciple of the Liu faction, the master of Zhang's Taiji, and the successor of Wujiquan Yu ......"

In an instant, the eyes of the painter were already narrowed.

The successor of Wujiquan, Yu Cut.

To know the Dao, there are Tai Chi boxing Xingyi boxing in this world, as well as various boxing methods that extend from these two boxing methods, such as Wing Chun and so on.

But there is no Infinite Fist!

Also, Yu Cut, Brother Yu, it's not too obvious!

Hua Weirong turned his head to look at Jing Rong, and Jing Rong nodded at her.

She has completely understood that this is what Jing Rong calls Jing Xi, Ge Yu.

Hua Weirong's lips pursed tightly, she knew that Dao Geyu was suddenly going to take revenge, but she didn't expect that she would come back to participate in the black fist.

This is also something she can't figure out.

Revenge, isn't it just going to the door of the enemy's house, why do you want to use such a roundabout way?

Though......

Although Hua Weirong said that she didn't want to care about Geyu's affairs, she really never let go of this matter in her heart.

Ge Yu's Wuji Fist has already become small, and if the national art standard of Huaxia in this world is constant, Ge Yu has even entered the level of dark energy.

This level already belongs to the grandmaster level in many fist sects. Because of modern times, martial arts have regressed very much.

People go to learn taekwondo, judo or something abroad, and national arts such as tai chi are all played by the elderly in people's impressions, as if they have no lethality.

Most importantly, not fashionable, not trendy.

This is a step backwards, and it is also the sadness of the national arts.

Not to mention these, anyway, according to the division of these national arts achievements today, Ge Yu is already at a high level!

In any way, there is no need for Ge Yu to participate in this kind of competition, he is definitely qualified to directly challenge the revenge!

She didn't understand it, but she believed in Geyu. Geyu is not an impulsive person, he must have his own plans and plans.

She just needs to watch, let him develop freely, give him the most room for development, and tap his own potential.

Only the battle of life and death can really make him from a novice boxer to a master of national arts.

A warrior who has not experienced the battle of life and death is not considered a warrior!

The presenter's voice is extremely inflammatory.

"Now, let's see the results of the computer draw!"

"First of all, the first group is the North Leg Xie Changdong vs Zhang's Taiji He Passage. These two must be familiar to everyone, so I don't need to introduce them more. Below, everyone is free to place bets. The odds for both players are already on the big screen. Xie Changdong is 1 to 2, and He Guojian is 1 to 1. The betting time is five minutes, so please hurry up and don't miss this great opportunity! ”

The host's voice makes people can't help but boil their blood.

At the same time, the big screens around him were also playing the situation of the two fighting each other in the previous games.

Xie Changdong is obviously slightly inferior to He Guojian.

Hua Weirong paused, but couldn't help asking, "I remember what Zhang's Taiji, it seems that he is already a famous person, didn't he get the name of a grandmaster on TV last time?" This He Guojian is the chief disciple of the Zhang Clan's Taiji, how could he come to participate in this kind of life-and-death black boxing? ”

Hearing this, Jing Rong laughed.

"It's simple, because of the money."

"Money?"

Jing Rong nodded, with sarcasm and helplessness in his smile, "These people in China have always cherished their martial arts and are unwilling to publicly teach the essentials of martial arts. Coupled with Huaxia's national arts, the real national arts, there are very few flowers, and the moves are simple, and it doesn't seem to be so powerful at all. Especially when performing, it is far less beautiful than those taekwondo, judo, so it can't attract any students, and opening a martial arts gym is naturally not profitable. As everyone knows, the real Chinese national art has never had any superfluous moves, all of which are directly aimed at killing! ”

Hua Weirong nodded slightly, and she also knew this, "This competition has a lot of money?" ”

"Hmm. As long as you participate, you will have money regardless of life or death. The appearance fee is 200,000. If you win, you won't talk about it, but if you win, you will win 500,000 yuan. Like this competition, the prize money is more. Not only did the appearance fee for each game rise to 300,000, but the prize money for each victory also rose to 700,000, which adds up to 1 million. Not only that, but if you advance to the top 10, each player will receive a separate prize of 1 million. Advance to the top five, the contestant will receive a prize of 2 million, and the last champion will receive a prize of 3 million! This money is enough to attract people from all walks of life from all over the country to participate. Wealth and danger are sought! ”

Hua Weirong's eyes narrowed, she thought, she already understood.

Geyu's enemy, or the enemy's sect, must also come to the competition!

------Off topic------

Wow, how are you doing on May Day~ I'm working hard to cheer!

I'm in a hurry to take my dad to the hospital today, thank you for coming back and getting it again......

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