In the conference room, Wu Yong fell into deep contemplation. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

His plan was seen through by Cai Jing and made corresponding arrangements in advance, so his follow-up plan was cut in half, and Sanruan's smooth offensive came to an abrupt end.

Wu Yong has no time, Liang Shan has no time, but Cai Jing and others have time, so Cai Jing has defended instead of attacking in the layout, and used time to find their advantage.

A night of fierce battle, from advantage to disadvantage, from hope to disappointment. However, at this moment, Cai Jing and the others seized the opportunity to make the most correct judgment and arrangement, and more importantly, the gradually declining fighting spirit, the alliance that was about to collapse that was attacked by Wu Yong, was integrated again.

Everything is going to be fine.

Then, the people of Liangshan, that will turn bad.

Wu Yong thought of this, but he had no choice, he had wanted Cai Jing and Liu Min and others to disperse their energy and troops in Liucheng to buy a little time for Sanruan, but Cai Jing was not fooled.

Perhaps, in the difficult situation, they can bring out their unknown ability to turn the tide of battle again. Wu Yong comforted himself.

……

The man in the top hat and trench coat had beaten the man in psychiatric clothes for the sixth time, but the man was standing in front of him again.

"Say your name."

The man in the psychiatric costume wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "Sick Guan Suo, Yang Xiong." ”

The man in the trench coat nodded and said, "Very good, not a nobody." ”

Yang Xiong raised his head and said, "I think, you can't kill me." ”

The man in the trench coat smiled and said, "I believe in my fists." ”

Yang Xiong smiled: "I believe in my body. ”

Two people, through the wind and snow, smiled.

The figure of the man in the trench coat flickered, flickering like a ghost, and his fists attacked the person standing in front of him from all directions, attacking the arms, stomach, chest, face, ribs......

The cold wind was fierce, blowing the wide hospital gowns and making a strong sound.

When Yang Xiong launched a quick attack from the opponent, he did not compare his speed with the opponent, nor did he dodge the attack by dodging.

The method he chose was stupid, unbelievably stupid.

-- And he stood where he was.

There were many fist shadows, and Yang Xiong stood in place, responding to all changes with no change, and stretched out his hand to block the fist with the power of ten thousand jun.

Don't advance, don't retreat, don't move like a mountain.

However, the opponent's speed is not only fast, but the impact of speed makes the force heavier.

One punch, two punches......

Yang Xiong is resisting, but resisting, after all, is passive, is silently bearing, once he exceeds the limit of his bearing, he will ...... When Yang Xiong couldn't hold back the first mouthful of blood and spit it out, the fist shadows were one after another, and he could only keep vomiting blood, one mouthful after another, like a sponge full of water, which began to overflow at this moment.

But, even so, he stood in the wind and snow, carrying his fists in all directions, until he was knocked away by the last powerful punch and slammed against the wall by the side of the street.

Upstairs, the snow on the windowsill fell one after another, drowning Yang Xiong, who was almost embedded in the wall.

The man in the trench coat gasped slightly, the white mist overflowed from his mouth, and his image did not change, still chic and gentlemanly.

"Zhu Wu, it's over."

Zhu Wu sighed, this time it is really over, there is no miracle, and there is no luck.

"Let's do it."

The man in the trench coat stepped forward, his feet on the snow with a soft sound.

Zhu Wu closed his eyes, and the wind and snow on the long street rose again!

The wind is strong, and even the snow is heavy.

The man in the trench coat stopped, his top hat blown away by the wind and landed behind him.

"You..."

"Punched me so much, and punched you back!"

On the long street, in the wind and snow.

Yang Xiong, who was wearing a hospital gown, stood in mid-air, his fist landing on the head of the man in the trench coat, and the man in the trench coat used his arm to block the sudden and violent attack.

"It's not over yet... Haha..."

It was only a moment of intersection, and talking was just a breath, and Yang Xiong's feet had already kicked towards the face of the man in the trench coat, fierce and fierce.

The man in the windbreaker stretched out his hand again to block it, and Yang Xiong kicked his feet continuously, fast, faster and faster!

The man in the split clothes began to retreat, and slowly defused Yang Xiong's attack.

Yang Xiong's offensive was exhausted, and his body fell to the ground, but instead of standing, he lay on his stomach, lying on his stomach like an animal, his hands in front of him, his legs staring back, ready to attack again at any time.

The man in the trench coat patted the snow on his cuffs and said nonchalantly: "Are you dying?" ”

"Hey, hey..."

The man in the windbreaker turned his gaze to Yang Xiong on the snow, slightly stunned.

It was no longer a pair of human eyes, but a pair of crimson, violent eyes, devoid of any emotion, only... Killing Intent!

The man on the ground suddenly jumped up, like a fierce tiger, and his hands were clawed, grabbing at the man in a trench coat in front of him.

The man in the trench coat stepped back and dodged, but Yang Xiong, whose eyes were red, seemed to be faster and clung to it.

The claws are like electricity, and the claws are shadowy.

The man in the trench coat reached out to resist, and a thumping sound was heard in the air, like someone beating a broken cowhide drum.

Zhu Wu looked at the fight in front of him, looked at the red-eyed Yang Xiong, and sighed again, because he guessed Yang Xiong's ability.

"Kill, kill, kill..."

The man in the trench coat quickly resisted, and the sleeves of the trench coat turned into pieces and floated in the air, but he didn't care, and looked coldly at Yang Xiong, who was constantly attacking and rushing forward.

"If that's what you're capable of, you're dead."

The man in the windbreaker said, the retreating figure suddenly became much faster, and the red-eyed Yang Xiong quickly followed, but this time the man in the windbreaker was already prepared, reached out and grabbed the wrist that Yang Xiong handed in, and squatted slightly.

Over there, Yang Xiong's other claw attacked, tearing the clothes on his chest to shreds, turning into five bloody wounds.

The man in the windbreaker ignored it, lifted Yang Xiong up with both hands, and fell behind him.

Yang Xiong wanted to stand up, but the man in the windbreaker used his strength again, lifted Yang Xiong up, and fell in front of him.

On the street, the dust and snow were heavy, and the man in the windbreaker threw Yang Xiong over like a noodle, and the snow flew wildly.

"If your ability is to take more damage and attack more power, then there is always a limit to you."

On the long street, the man in the windbreaker frantically threw Yang Xiong around, and Zhu Wu's heart ached.

One breath, or a little longer. The man in the trench coat stopped, panting, but Yang Xiong, who was in his hand, was lying on the ground like a noodle, covered in blood.

The man in the trench coat glanced at it, the blood red in Yang Xiong's eyes had receded, and he couldn't feel the pulse on his hand, so he let go of his hand in disgust and looked at the wound on his chest.

- It was so heavy that it almost gouged out his intestines.

Blood stained his trench coat and his trousers, and with graceful steps, he picked up the top hat that had fallen on the ground, patted the snow on it, and put it back on his head.

"It's time for me to go back, Zhu Wu, please lend me your head."

Zhu Wu glanced at Tianshou and said, "Let her go." ”

The man in the trench coat shook his head and said, "A gentleman has a gentleman's rules, and a killer has a killer's rules." ”

Zhu Wu laughed miserably, and the road finally came to an end.

……

To the west of Liucheng, there is a tall building with black clouds.

Ruan Xiaoer, Ruan Xiaowu, and Ruan Xiaoqi came to the high-rise building again, because they had to break this formation, and there was no way out.

"Second brother, you pick us up below, and Xiao Qi and I go upstairs."

Ruan Xiaoer nodded and said, "Be careful of the golden sword." ”

On the tall building, two figures looked down and said with a smile: "You guys, you're too naïve. ”

"Short-lived ghost, hang the rope, get up!"

The hanging rope appeared again in the tall building, this time, not one, but like an ornament, covering the entire side of the building.

Ruan Xiaowu stretched out his hand and hung on the first rope, and pulled Ruan Xiaoqi with the other hand, the two of them were like two monkeys, leaping upwards with the rope on the tall building.

"Naive..."

On the tall building, the tumbling black clouds were once again covered like a curtain.

Ruan Xiaoqi raised his other hand, and the token in his hand sounded again.

On the tall building, two people are like ropes swaying in the wind, swinging back and forth. At the top of the building, the black cloud that rolled down condensed into a huge fist, attacking Ruan Xiaowu and Ruan Xiaoqi.

"It's coming."

Ruan Xiaoqi's raised hand shrank slightly, and said, "One blow, it will be hit!" ”

The fist contracted, and there were slight circles spreading across his fist.

The huge black fist fell, and Ruan Xiaowu threw Ruan Xiaoqi upward.

Huge fists, flying upwards to meet the people, one big, one small, the collision happened in that moment. With this silent impact, the glass of the tall building shattered, as if it had suffered a huge earthquake.

The huge fist failed to drown the flying little man, and after a stalemate, he retreated upward.

With an impact, Ruan Xiaoqi's body fell down, and Ruan Xiaowu flew over and pulled the person back.

"Take the opportunity and go upstairs!"

Ruan Xiaowu's figure flew quickly and climbed towards the tall building.

"What a punch."

The retreating black fist stopped its decline and pressed down again.

Ruan Xiaowu glanced up and said, "You go up first." ”

As he spoke, he threw Ruan Xiaoqi high again, and this time, Ruan Xiaoqi's landing point was the roof of the building.

This was planned by them, and when the height was enough, Ruan Xiaowu would attract the opponent's attack, and Ruan Xiaoqi would land directly on the periphery of the formation flag, relying on the ability to control time, and take the opportunity to pull out the formation flag.

Therefore, when Ruan Xiaowu was sure that the distance was enough, and the black cloud fist had no time to return to defense, he threw Ruan Xiaoqi up.

"It's your wait."

Ruan Xiaoqi, who flew high in the air, saw that a fire-colored magma giant also crossed into the air, raised a huge fist full of magma, and smashed it at Ruan Xiaoqi.

Seeing this, Ruan Xiaoqi hurriedly resisted with the token in his hand.

After an impact, Ruan Xiaoqi was knocked to the ground like a cannonball, and the magma fire man followed, wanting to trample Ruan Xiaoqi to death.

"Little Seven!"

"Watch yourself."

Ruan Xiaowu raised his head, and the huge black fist had already smashed down from the top of his head.

Ruan Xiaowu couldn't care about the rope in his hand, and hurriedly held the Pu knife with both hands to resist.

However, the opponent attacked above, and the force was too great, and as soon as Ruan Xiaowufu made contact, he was directly shot down to the bottom of the building.

Two booms, almost one after the other.

The burning man fell to the ground, and Ruan Xiaowu fell to the bottom of the building.

The huge fist also smashed down.

Ruan Xiaoer stood not far away, his eyes were burning, his fists were clenched tightly, and he said, "It's okay, it should be okay, it should be okay!" ”

……

Wu Yong lowered his head, Chao Gai touched him behind him, Wu Yong looked up and saw Yang Xiong in the monitor being smashed by Teng Huan.

"Wu Xue, it's over."

Wu clenched his fists and said, "It's too early, I remember you said that a few people didn't show up, and you were careless." ”

Cai Jing smiled: "Yes, if my guess is correct, those people are not outside the city at all, but in the city, but they have not been discovered." ”

"The people in the city are dangerous."

Cai Jing smiled: "In the south, they will do nothing!" ”

Wu Yong quietly watched Wang Qing put the puzzle pieces in his hand south, one, two, three...

Then, Wang Qing vomited a mouthful of blood.

Wu lifted his eyelids slightly lowered.

"Heaven and earth... Hehe... Manpower is exhausted after all, King Huaixi! ”

Wang Qing started again, but it seemed that with his mouthful of blood, all the strength in his body was used up, and he couldn't even pick up the seemingly small piece of puzzle.

Li Zhu stretched out his hand to stop Wang Qing and shook his head slightly.

"The piece?"

"Liucheng Central Park, Thousand Lakes."

Cai Jing got up, came to the glass window, and looked northwest.

The Supersky Tower is the tallest building, so standing on this tall building, you can see a thousand lakes.

The wind and snow are filled, the world is vast, overlooking a thousand lakes, and it is only the size of a basketball court.

Cai Jing watched carefully, silently, and did not move for a long time.

Liu Min also walked over and looked at Qianhu.

Wu Yong didn't move, but he noticed something unusual.

"We haven't lost yet."

Cai Jing turned his head, and the screen of Zhu Wu's monitor suddenly went black and lost the picture.