Chapter 292: Enemy Preparations
Jin Biao and the others also frowned when they saw that Wang Ziqiao's expression was wrong.
But Wang Ziqiao dialed Long Quan's mobile phone number, but what made Wang Ziqiao depressed was that no one answered the phone at all, but a roommate in the same dormitory, and the other party told Wang Ziqiao that Long Quan's mobile phone had fallen into the dormitory.
"Yunyun, you go to the Normal University, you don't need to take a ride, perform light skills, reach it as quickly as possible, take my mobile phone, contact this number, pick up Longquan, and act on your own!" As Wang Ziqiao spoke, he handed over the mobile phone to Long Quan.
Yun Yun had seen Long Quan, nodded, took the phone, and left here.
Wang Ziqiao scattered his spiritual power again, encompassing everything with a diameter of eighty meters, and took the other three to the back door of the Shanhai Lake Hotel Building.
There was no one to stop here, and Wang Ziqiao did not rush upstairs, but came to the hall near the elevator in front, but his spiritual power had already covered room 909.
In the room, Matsubara Tomosa was already resting, while Matsubara Junko was dressed in black and practicing barefoot in another room.
Wang Ziqiao just waited quietly, and his spiritual power encompassed the lower fourteen floors of this mansion.
At this time, a gray-haired old man, with three young people, took the elevator from upstairs to the ninth floor and walked towards room 909.
The corridor here was guarded by the men in black, but as soon as they stopped the old man, the old man pecked them on the temple like lightning.
The next moment, they collapsed to the ground without a sound, and as soon as the rest of the people reacted, the young man behind the old man quickly shook out the hidden weapon and hit them in the throat.
One hit kills, and the heart is ruthless.
After clearing these people, the old man came to the door of room 909, only to see him breathe a little, and then slapped the lock of the door with a palm.
Rumble!
The door was slammed open with a bang.
The four of them stepped in.
"Not good!" The prince below, Qiao Zhidao, was too late to take the elevator, so he rushed to the staircase, looked up, and a wind system intermediate magic drift technique was blessed on his body, and his feet touched the ground, and he rose into the air.
He jumped to the third floor, and with a slight force on his feet again, his body drifted towards the staircase diagonally above him, and then catapulted again in succession, but he reached the ninth floor in three seconds.
As for the rest of the people, they also rushed to the stairs quickly, like rabbits running away, leaving a few afterimages in place.
As soon as Wang Ziqiao entered room 909, he found that there was already a fight inside.
The white-haired old man slapped Junko Matsubara, and his body quickly retreated, like a spider, sticking to the wall, and on this wall there was an Oriental knife, which was grabbed by Junko Matsubara, and the long knife flashed a silver light.
I saw Junko Matsubara's feet slam on the wall, and her body ejected, and the air swirled rapidly, and when she was about two meters close to the white-haired old man, the long knife in her hand suddenly stood up, and a force split Huashan, slashing at the top of the old man's head as fast as lightning, and on the long knife, a knife-shaped white halo spread.
The old man seemed to be extremely surprised, and his feet touched the ground and he quickly retreated.
Scold!
The tip of the long knife slid past the front of the old man's cheek, but the knife qi left a blood mark of more than ten centimeters on the old man's cheek.
And the old man blurted out: "You have actually reached the realm of upper forbearance, and you have also cultivated the thirty-six swords of Shura, and the old man of Songyuan Zhisha has hidden you so deeply!" ”
Junko Matsubara's feet fell to the ground, staring at the old man with cold eyes, this knife is still a little slower, even if it goes a few more centimeters forward, the other party will definitely die.
However, a few young people beside the old man had already shaken their hands and struck out one secret weapon after another, like a goddess scattering flowers, enveloping Junko Matsubara.
Junko Matsubara raised her knife to parry, dancing impermeable, and all the hidden weapons, crackling, all fell in front of Junko Matsubara.
At this time, Matsubara Tomosa walked out of the bedroom, looked at the white-haired old man, and said, "Rosamen Inada Pengren? Just because you want to kill me? ”
Inada Pengren wiped a handful of blood from the wound on his cheek, waited for Matsubara Tomosa with a puzzled gaze, and said, "You can actually move?" Prince Joe, Prince George is good for your poison, right? ”
"Hahaha......" Matsubara Tomosa raised his head to the sky and roared, his voice was very loud, and said: "Not bad! What about you? ”
"Not good, that's exactly what I'm expecting, because I'm sure he'll be back today!" After Inada Pengren said a word, he suddenly turned around and looked at Prince Qiao, who had just stepped into the door.
Wang Ziqiao looked at Inada Pengren and Matsubara Tomosa's grandson with an expressionless face, he found that he underestimated Matsubara Junko, but he didn't expect Matsubara Junko to have such a sharp move that he didn't use, especially the energy knife that was a few centimeters long from the knife, which made Wang Ziqiao also frightened.
To what extent can a person practice a knife in order to practice a knife?
This is like a fast sword, fast enough to stab out of the vacuum cover, a sword stabs, rapidly forming high pressure, pressing the air, forming a vacuum sword, the faster the speed, the longer the vacuum sword.
And now, although Wang Ziqiao's physical realm has reached the late stage of a third-level great martial artist, he can stab out with a sword with all his strength, at most a few tenths of a millimeter of vacuum sword rays, such a short distance, it is completely negligible, and can only make an arrow-like sound of breaking through the air.
Therefore, it can also be seen from this that in the real melee battle, if Junko Matsubara goes all out, Prince Qiao has almost no chance of winning.
Of course, this does not mean that Wang Ziqiao is afraid of the other party, Wang Ziqiao is still best at magic.
At this time, this rice field Pengren's reaction was also beyond Wang Ziqiao's expectations, and the other party really seemed to be just waiting for him to throw himself into the net.
Therefore, when Inada Pengren looked at him, Wang Ziqiao sneered: "You are very sure to catch me?" ”
"I'm not sure, how could I know that you still appear here after you have learned about my plan?" On Inada Pengren's old face, there was a little contemptuous ridicule.
At this moment, there was a sudden sound of fighting outside the door.
Wang Ziqiao hurriedly dodged his spiritual power, and found that on both sides of the corridor, a large number of people in black had gathered.
Bang bang bang......
The glass windows of this room were shattered by black shadows, and people in black swung down from the upper floors with nylon ropes in their hands.
In the blink of an eye, there were as many as twenty black-clothed people in the room, all dressed in black, wearing masks, carrying long boxes on their backs, and holding modern crossbows, all of which were full of fine iron arrows.
Twenty people, divided into three batches, locked up Prince Qiao, Junko Matsubara, and Tomosa Matsubara.
"Sure enough, I came prepared!" Wang Ziqiao had already guessed that these people should be hidden above the fifteenth floor of the Shanhai Lake Hotel Building, otherwise, he would not have been unable to detect them.
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