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Chapter XXXVII

Wen Yi is not only good at the three major internal boxing in China, that is, Tai Chi, Bagua and Xingyi, but also good at Emei chasing the wind and short fights.

Although he is not a boxer of the Emei faction, after all, he was born in the Bashu generation. And his master is from Brother Pao, and he is naturally proficient in boxing in Bashu.

Wen Yi can afford to pass on the true biography, and has experienced countless black boxing matches, so he is naturally handy.

That person is also a master, not a good stubble, and has experienced a hundred battles, extremely rich in actual combat experience, and a murderous aura, which shows that he has a lot of lives on his hands. If he had changed to an ordinary Strength Boxer, he might not be able to do this. After all, there is a great terror between life and death, and there is absolutely a world of difference between those who have experienced life and death and those who have not experienced life and death when they are fighting between life and death.

"Bang!"

After a few hands, Wen Yi grabbed the gap and smashed it out directly with a Tai Chi move, knocking over several seats.

"Poof!"

The man stood up, did not attack again, looked at Wen Yi, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Wen Yi's blow just now was considered to have shattered his sternum, and the inner mansion was also shocked, and he had no strength to stand again.

"The strength is all over the body, and it turns out to be the Grandmaster of Transformation Strength. I didn't expect to reach this state at a young age. Who are you? There shouldn't be such a person in Guoan? You are not an ordinary Sect Master, otherwise I would not be able to do anything if you were injured. The man looked at Wen Yi and said. The policeman pointed at gunpoint and ignored it.

It seems that in his opinion, the policeman with a firearm is far less threatening than Wen Yi, a person who was wounded by a gunshot.

"Just a passenger." Wen Yi touched the wound that was bleeding a lot again, and said lightly.

The man was injured by himself, but Wen Yi did not relax because he saw that the man had just glanced at the man in his forties. Moreover, the man's combat power was not lost. After all, people who practice martial arts, especially boxers who practice dark energy, are not only physically taller than ordinary people, but also have a much higher vitality. It's just that a few ribs were broken and my lungs were hurt.

If this injury is hit again, it is nothing more than an injury on top of an injury, not that it cannot be beaten.

That man in his forties is also powerful, and in the face of such a master's assassination, he can calm down so quickly.

"A passenger?" The man was stunned for a moment, and then smiled a little bitterly, really depressed about his luck. He could guess that there was a problem below, and I was afraid it was related to this person.

Without this person, his plan would have failed.

Wen Yi measured some of them. These people must have come for the man in his forties. And, it seems, not a simple assassination, but to live.

When the policeman came up just now, the man didn't want to kill the man in his forties, but to arrest him. or

As for the people below, if it weren't for themselves, I'm afraid they would just snatch the weapons certificate of the air police, and then deceive the cockpit, control the plane, change the course or something, and take this person away.

As for why we live? Is it to save the man? By the way, the man in his forties was handcuffed.

Thinking of this, Wen Yi looked at the man!

"I'll give you 100 million, dollars! Kill the national security behind you. The man in his forties looked at Wen Yi and said lightly, "Don't worry, as long as we kill him, we can leave Huaxia safely!" ”

"The Japanese? Korean? ”

The man's Chinese was fairly standard, but Wen Yi heard something different, and the pronunciation of some words was a little awkward.

"As long as you kill him, my people can control this plane and fly directly to Japan. This plane flew from the East China Sea to Yanjing and diverted its route to Japan, which was naturally more than enough. The vast territory of China is amazing. The man said again. Although he didn't answer Wen Yi's words, he told Wen Yi that he was Japanese.

"Huh! Japanese! Wen Yi smiled contemptuously, and glanced at the policeman who was looking at him vigilantly, of course, at this time, Wen Yi already knew that the one who claimed to be a policeman was afraid that it was from the National Security Bureau.

"Don't promise him! Ahem, he is the head of Japan's spies, holding countless secrets of my China, and he really let him escape back to Japan, and there will be endless troubles. What's more, if you go to Japan with him, with his ruthless nature, you will surely die. A voice suddenly sounded, a little weak.

"Captain, are you alright?" Na Guoan looked for prestige, and asked with some surprise and worry.

"Two hundred million dollars!" The head of the Japanese spy said lightly.

Wen Yi still smiled disdainfully, then looked at the master and said, "Are you from Huaxia?" ”

"Three hundred million dollars!" The Japanese spoke again, his tone less calm than before.

"I grew up in China, but what I keep is the noble blood of the Yamato nation." The master said.

"Noble Yamato national blood? Then I'll see how noble your blood is! Wen Yi snorted coldly, jumped up, and slashed over with a tiger-shaped slash.

Abolish him, and even kill him without a problem. Not to mention that Wen Yi didn't have a good impression of Little Japan in his previous life, and the people who possessed him in this life don't have a good impression of Little Japan. None of the Japanese fighters I met in the black boxing market survived at Wen Yi's hands.

"Stop! 500 million, 500 million dollars! Plus a U.S. green card. When the Japanese saw this, he suddenly said loudly.

Obviously, he had seen that Wen Yi didn't care about the bribery of his money, so he directly increased his bargaining chips. Five hundred million dollars, which is definitely a big number, and there is also a US green card.

He naturally knows that the life of the boxers in Huaxia is not satisfactory. 500 million dollars, it must be those that have never been seen before. Moreover, he also knows that the people of China have an almost perverted yearning for the United States. The enthusiasm for a green card in the United States is incredible.

Wen Yi didn't stop, and the tiger-shaped chopping force still slashed past.

The master was broken by Wen Yi's ribs, which shocked the inner house, his strength was greatly reduced, and his strength was a little weak. Moreover, Wen Yi was a little angry at this time, and some took advantage of his unpreparedness.

"Bang!"

The master was not in a hurry to resist, and was directly hit in the chest by Wen Yi, and then flew out, accompanied by a mouthful of blood, and hit the cabin wall, making a muffled sound, and then slid to the ground, without movement. Except for Wen Yi, who could still feel the faint heartbeat, others looked at him as a dead man.

"You just said 500 million dollars, what else? U.S. Green Card? Wen Yi looked at the Japanese and asked with a smile.

The Japanese were silent, looking at Wen Yi with cold eyes, and everyone could see that Wen Yi's words just now were just a mocking ridicule.

"Five hundred million dollars, is it a lot? U.S. Green Card? I don't plan to leave my hometown, what's the use? Next time you have the opportunity to buy me, please show some sincerity. Wen Yi saw that he was silent, and continued.

"Mr. Wen? You're alright! Yang Jun came up and said with some concern. looked at Wen Yi, and there was another thing in his eyes, which was respect. That's definitely not the respect of the hired and the employed.

"Hehe, it's okay!" Wen Yi touched the blood stain on his shoulder, smiled, and then looked at Na Guoan and said, "You guys deal with it yourself here." ”