Wang Jian has fought in a corridor like this more than once, but each time the style is different, from the beginning like a mad dog, to the later orderly, and now to such a leisurely stroll, every process is now a great progress, in addition to technology, more is a change in mentality.

When walking down the stairs, Liang Huanhuan still wanted to take the lead, but was stopped behind by Wang Jian with his hand, and he only held a water-soaked napkin in his hand and kept spinning, and kept it in a very twisted posture.

And Liang Huanhuan, who was rushed by him to protect the others, followed him unhappily and said that he could do something, but Wang Jian only smiled slightly, and said pretendly: "Learn a little, this is also your future path." ”

The game that Shanova's former old housekeeper wants to play with Wang Jian is actually not weird, it's just a simple game, but the game set up by Katyusha is really small compared to this game, this building is concentrated with all the private soldiers and masters of the Sun Family, these people are the same kind as the person who once interspersed Wang Jian, and in the eyes of ordinary people, they are definitely first-class masters, and they are definitely not on the same level as the security guards of Shanova's security company.

And Wang Jian is very similar to the situation this time, he also has no superhuman ability, and this time he may even lose the opportunity to be superman forever. However, he didn't panic at all, just walked slowly down with a smile on his face but murderous intent in his eyes.

When he pushed open a door that led to the path to the bottom of the building, all the people inside stood up at once, looking like leeches that smelled blood, and slowly squirmed in the direction of Wang Jian.

And they are more dangerous than leeches, because even the fiercest leeches just want some blood, but what they want is real life.

But Wang Jian walked straight forward as if he didn't see it, with one hand behind his back and a smile, looking like he was really a heroic man going to die.

However, among all of them, only Liang Huanhuan and Ah Gou can clearly feel that Wang Jian didn't take a single step, and the murderous aura on his body was even stronger, even if he didn't use his eyes, just a back could already make her, an immortal girl, instinctively retreat.

She didn't understand why, but Ah Gou's eyes widened and muttered, "White Tiger Star...... Homecoming. ”

"What?" Liang Huanhuan turned his head and asked.

But before Ah Gou could answer, Wang Jian had already made a move, and after he made a move, Liang Huanhuan didn't need any more explanations, and he could see the truth clearly with the naked eye.

The wet napkin in Wang Jian's hand seemed to be like a poisonous snake-like whip, and when he threw it out, there was no terrifying whirring sound in the air, but when this seemingly ** whip was thrown on the person closest to him, the clever angle and precise force made a cotton napkin turn into a sharp knife, which rolled lightly from other people's ** but made the clothes shattered.

And at that moment of stunned effort, the chopsticks held by Wang Jian in his other hand also followed, running through the man's chin and up, and the person had already landed when he pulled it out, and the whole process was not delayed, without even a single superfluous movement.

However, the specially trained killers on the other side did not stop because of a neat death, but began to quickly find their own position and wait for an opportunity. This is not at all the same as those stragglers who rush forward in a swarm when they are red-eyed, and there is a lot of cooperation here.

But Wang Jian seemed to be smeared with oil on the soles of his feet, he didn't see how to move, he approached a person in a few steps, and then he could kill one in seconds without using a single move.

And no matter who takes the initiative to attack, no matter from what angle, whether it is long-range or melee combat, Wang Jian dodges everything, and even Liang Huanhuan's current reaction ability can't see how Wang Jian dodged out, even if it is a blind spot that can't even be seen by his eyes, Wang Jian can't prevent it from leaking.

"Martial King ......" Ah Gou's eyes were straight, the corpse in one place was nothing to him, what really shocked him was Wang Jian's decisiveness and swiftness when he killed people, this connection that was not moving like a mountain and moving like lightning, this is definitely not something that can be practiced by practice: "Sure enough, it is...... King Wu. Wang Sanyi may have been like that back then. ”

"Actually, my dad is a little better than me." Wang Jian pulled the chopsticks in his hand from the left chest of a killer with a smile, and said indifferently: "Maybe...... I will not be able to reach his height in my life. ”

At the time he said this, three people had already fallen to the ground, all of them were killed with one blow without exception, they were all masters, but they couldn't even react when Wang Jian attacked, Wang Jian was simply harvesting wheat instead of killing.

Of course, it's not that they don't want to and don't dare, but they can't do it at all, Wang Jian's pace and direction of movement and all kinds of strange angles caught them off guard, and more importantly, there is no difference between Wang Jian standing there and not standing there.

You must know that if you really fight at a certain level, your eyes are not reliable at all, you can only rely on a kind of consciousness and an instinct, and Wang Jian doesn't give them a chance to reflect at all, his whole person seems to be submerged in the surrounding environment, and when someone sees him, his attack is already close at hand.

And what Wang Jian asked Liang Huanhuan to learn is this kind of technology that is not technical, this kind of technique that pursues the breath and attacks, of course, Wang Jian does not expect Liang Huanhuan to understand now, but she has a long life, and one day she will be able to understand, even if she is not taught by Wang Jian, she can understand, but it will take too long and too long.

As for Liang Huanhuan's side, her only feeling is that Wang Jian is really good**, many attacks are unthinkable, after she watched Wang Jian's movements, she also regarded him as an imaginary opponent, but she found that even if her reflexes and strength are now, she can't last three rounds under Wang Jian's hands, even if Wang Jian's chopsticks can't pierce her skin, but what if the chopsticks are replaced with a sword? What about an awl? No one dares to pack a ticket for this kind of thing.

But everyone else, without exception, is lamenting Wang Jian's terrible, although they have known that he is a killer for a long time, and they have also seen what he looks like when he kills, but those shocks are far less than the current Wang Jian, and he is doing decisive things with a calm and breezy attitude, this contrast makes people's scalp numb.

Especially his attitude, it turned out that he was killing people with hatred, but now he seems to be indifferent at all, like pouring ants with boiling water, he is simply playing with a playful mentality, or rather...... He never took it seriously at all from beginning to end, and the blood flowed like a river was just a small thing for him to laugh it off.

"This is what a tiger should always look like, right?" Dawei hid in the corner and watched Wang Jian in the distance put people down one by one: "I don't bother to be opponents with these unpopular people." ”

"This should be regarded as a textbook-level killing guide......" Yang Yue said with a trilling voice: "You don't need to make much effort at all, kill the enemy from the simplest and most lethal angle." ”

One layer of slaughter followed another, and in the end, the shock at the beginning had been replaced by a kind of appreciation, Wang Jian's movements were really like an artistic performance, like a carefree sword dance but a little more immortal-like elegant.

In Wang Jian's words, martial arts are not specifically used to kill, but this does not prevent it from being able to kill, when it reaches an extreme, no matter which technique will be ** for a kind of worship and affinity for nature, so as to naturally bring a sense of beauty, become an art, Wang Jianzheng is demonstrating is an art of killing.

When Shun Lì came downstairs, the blonde and blue-eyed Miss Doorman at the bottom of the building was trimming her nails with nail clippers with a leisurely face, and when Wang Jian walked in front of her without dripping blood, she was also startled, and asked Wang Jian with an embarrassed smile what service he needed.

"Get someone to clean up."

After saying this, Wang Jian led people out of the building, and as soon as they walked out, they were instantly surrounded by anti-terrorist forces that had been in ambush for a long time, hundreds of guns were pointed at the heads of Wang Jian and his party, and the helicopter in the sky also suddenly drove over.

And Wang Jian turned his head to look at Yang Yue, and then shrugged: "We were yin, right." ”

"Sort of." Jin looked at his watch: "But ......"

Before the words fell, a rocket suddenly came out of a high-rise building with a long tail, hitting the helicopter accurately, and just when everyone looked up at the exploded helicopter, dozens of smoke bombs fell in front of Wang Jian at the same time, and then a chaotic gunshot rang out, and then Xiao Jin dragged Lao Wang and ran away.

"But I'm ready." Xiao Jin pouted: "Do you really think I don't prepare anything?" **How annoying? ”

Of course, this time Wang Jian can be regarded as a stall, and it is a big deal...... The whole city was under siege in ten minutes, and although they had already escaped from the scene, it was only a matter of time before they were caught at this rate.

However, Xiao Jin looked at his watch very disapprerovingly, and then smiled gloomily: "I only know now why the mud bodhisattva let me come out, do you know what the tips he gave me are?" ”

Wang Jian shook his head silently: "I don't know." ”

Xiao Jin smiled and handed the note to Wang Jian: "Phone number, the phone number that can only be removed by dismantling the words." This word is a phone number, and ordinary people definitely can't. So do you know what this call is? ”

Wang Jian looked at the sea outside, then at the cargo dock where he was and the ** goddess statue not far away, and shook his head gently.

Xiao Jin grinned, and then snapped his fingers: "It's time!" ”

Not long after they finished speaking, a black thing suddenly rose in the sea water in front of them...... Wang Jian was stupid when he saw it, this thing ...... It is a submarine, and judging by the nameplate, it is still a Soviet product.

"Sister Yue, you should know, right?"

"This is a nuclear submarine for private work." Yang Yue pinched her forehead and smiled: "You can find this?" ”

"What don't Mao Zi dare to do? Back then, there were nuclear submarines ** drugs. Xiao Jin saw that someone on the submarine had climbed out and waved at them, she nodded and looked back and raised her hand: "As long as you have money, these guys dare to do anything!" Want us not to go back? Dream! ”

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