On the forty-ninth floor, in a luxuriously decorated office with a huge size. ，

Behind the desk sat a white man.

The man was about fifty years old, with white hair, a pair of eyes like blue jewels, that is, pure, and strangely ∴ on the sofa, and at the same time sat a girl with a face and a devilish figure.

If Lu Li was also there, he would definitely be able to recognize it at a glance, and the girl was Nicole.

The two stared at the wall opposite their desk, where a large CCTV hung from it. The TV picture is extremely clear, showing Lu Li walking up the stairs.

The Zixiao Sword that appeared and disappeared from time to time, the ordinary coins that flew out, and the unscathed figure that walked in the poisonous gas, the two people who looked at it looked solemn and surprised.

Seeing that Lu Li easily destroyed the last line of defense, the man gasped, turned his head to look at Nicole, and said in a respectful tone: "Nicole Show, what is the leader's plan?" He's coming up soon, and we can't afford to sit still! ”

Nicole retracted her gaze, her pretty face complicated: "He is younger than me, but his strength is much stronger than me, fighting alone, I am by no means his opponent⊥ I don't know if my mentor can do it!" ”

"Surely, the Chief." The man said, his eyes full of adoration.

Nicole nodded noncommittally, her expression full of worry.

Perhaps no one would have thought that the mysterious existence that ranked first on the killer list was actually a disciple of the leader of the fallen angels.

Nicole looked at the TV screen again, and saw that Lu Li had already stepped on the forty-eighth floor, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Order the people at headquarters to evacuate temporarily and not attack him again."

"What?" The man was taken aback and hurriedly said, "They're all gone, what should we do?" Do you want to let him go straight in? ”

Nicole glanced at him with disdain and said disdainfully, "What if they don't leave?" It's just an increase in casualties ↓ No one can stop the whole building unless the entire building is blown up with a nuclear bomb. Besides, the guru has already determined his purpose, so we just need to lower our profile. There is still a silver lining. ”

"Okay, I'll let them know right away."

The man hurried out the door and informed the Fallen Angel higher-ups on the forty-ninth floor to evacuate quickly.

With that done, he hurried back to his office.

The lives of all the people here combined are not worth Nicole alone. If this person had suffered any grievances here, he was sure that absolutely no one would have been able to save him.

Rushing into the office, he suddenly found Nicole standing in front of the TV with a worried face, her hands tightly clasped together, looking nervous.

He quickly looked at the TV screen. Suddenly, his face changed greatly, and he shouted in a lost voice: "That's? ”

When Lu Li came to the forty-ninth floor, he strangely found that the entire floor was empty. He left the stairwell and took a few steps forward, his eyes narrowing slightly.

In front of him, stood a middle-aged man with black hair and black eyes. At first glance, the man's face looks quite like an Oriental, but on closer inspection, it looks like a Westerner.

The middle-aged man was dignified. With a grim face, he held a silver long sword in his right hand and a shield with a square radius of one foot in his left hand, and both Eastern and Western weapons appeared on him at the same time. But it seems to be very harmonious, without the slightest sense of abruptness.

"You should be the last master of the Fallen Angels, right?" Lu Li looked at him and chuckled: "Looking at your appearance, could it be that you have something to do with Huaxia?" ”

The middle-aged man stared at Lu Li. Said lightly: "My maternal grandmother is the first generation of Chinese workers who came to the United States. ”

"Oh?" Lu Xuan moved, and said with a smile: "Since there are some origins, I can let you go." ”

"Let me go? DID YOU KNOW. This is the headquarters of the Fallen Angels, and there are many big secrets hidden. If we push it, we might blow up the whole building. The middle-aged man smiled lightly.

Lu Li heard this and sneered: "It's not that I look down on the fallen angels, even if you really have a relationship with the military, you don't dare to do such a thing." It's working time, and there are at least a thousand white-collar workers in the building, and for whatever reason, anyone who dares to do such a thing is doomed. Besides, even if you blow up the building, will you still be able to escape? ”

"Hehe, young man, you're still too naïve." The middle-aged man tightened his long sword and said in a deep voice: "Don't use your purple sword, as long as you can defeat me, I can help you convince the fallen angels to give up the pursuit and compensate you for all your losses, how about it?" ”

Lu Liyao: "Even if you don't help me, I think I can convince them." ”

"You can try. I can tell you unequivocally that the CIA is behind the fallen angels, they provide the money and weapons, and we are responsible for eradicating those who are not good for the government of the United States. Of course, there is also a little business occasionally. ”

The middle-aged man said, blocking the shield in front of him, and his momentum instantly became fierce: "Come on, as long as you defeat me, you can get anything." ”

Lu Li pursed his lips, and returned anything, you think you are the God of Creation!

But everyone is so confident, of course he can't weaken his momentum.

He pulled it with one hand and snorted: "I don't need spiritual power and swordsmanship, as long as you can catch me with ten moves, I will turn around and leave, and the grudge with the fallen angel will be written off." “。

"Brush."

The next moment, the middle-aged man seemed to be angered by Lu Li, and the long sword was like a white match, slashing at Lu Li with his head and face. The speed of the sword was extremely fast, and there was a sneering sound of friction all of a sudden.

Lu Li flashed sideways, raised his foot and swept over.

Boom.

The middle-aged man raised his shield in front of him, Lu Li kicked it up, making a loud noise, and the two of them took two steps back together, and they were evenly divided.

Lu Li's brows furrowed slightly, and although he only used six layers of strength, this person could block it, and he did have the qualifications to be proud.

After all, with his current strength, the physical fitness of the True Martial Arts Body is about twenty times that of ordinary people, and if he only uses one, such as without using spiritual power, it will be about ten times.

And the opponent can block sixty percent of the power, and its strength is close to six times that of ordinary people. This kind of realm, even a congenital master can resist hard.

Since it was a competition, Lu Li didn't want to fail. He clenched his fists, lunged over, and threw a punch out.

The middle-aged man's fighting skills were extremely skillful.

Realizing that the strength was equal, he immediately changed his tactics. The shield was facing Lu Li at a certain angle, and when he heard the sound of the touch, he hurriedly retreated, looking down, and there were already many dents on the shield.

"Roar."

Discovering this scene, the middle-aged man suddenly let out an angry roar, and his body became majestic at a speed visible to the naked eye. Muscles, wide casual clothes tense in the blink of an eye. A cold and tyrannical power emanated from him.

"Transfiguration?"

Lu Li looked strange, took a false step, and instantly increased his strength to ninety, his left leg was straight, his upper body was leaning back, and his right foot swept out, and the target was the middle-aged man's shoulder.

The middle-aged man roared, turned sideways slightly, centered on his shoulders, and supported his arms in front of him.

"Bang."

Time stood still, and the tremendous force made the floor crack inch by inch under the feet of the two of them.

Lu Li jumped out in an instant, staring at the middle-aged man, and finally had a trace of fighting intent in his eyes.

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