Ren Wujian stumbled in all directions, stepping on sharp gravel.

He looked like he was stupid, but he didn't expect that the god of martial arts in the Wa Kingdom, the object of worship of all martial artists, was buried alive in it.

In addition to the heavy steel frame and stone slabs, the two adjacent walls and the supporting structures on the outside of the walls also collapsed.

How should the martial arts of the Wa Kingdom develop after the Wa Kingdom......

Even if the Bird Regiment is wiped out, the price to be paid is too great.

The ninja group will be condemned from all sides, and those hostile forces will also take the opportunity to come out and make a big fuss about the death of the Emperor of Martial Arts.

Today, there is chaos in the venue.

Only the entrance to the hallway, still flickering with a dim light.

The air was full of dust, and as the breath entered the throat tube, it felt like a layer of things were sticking to the nasal cavity and respiratory tract, and it was indescribably uncomfortable.

Ren Wujian coughed in all directions and ran towards the corridor.

A brick smashed into his left shoulder, and he almost burst into tears from the pain.

Ren Wujian had just poked his head out of the corridor, and he was so frightened that his heart suddenly changed, and the king of horror was also there!

In the tremor of the ground, the King of Horrors took root at his feet, and without panic, he stood at the back of the crowd, covering everyone to leave.

In front of King Horror, in addition to the people of the Flying Bird Regiment, there were also Zhu Jingyuan and the three brothers Cao Mingzheng.

The three brothers of Cao Mingzheng have only now fled with King Hao, although they are scared enough, they have not lost face.

"It's a pity that now, I am alone, and there is only one way to die when I encounter them." Ren Wujian thought of Okada's death, and his heart felt uncomfortable, he covered his shoulders and ran in the opposite direction of the king of terror.

Now all kinds of chaotic sounds in the corridor are loud, and the sound of running is drowned out in it, and it seems insignificant.

Ren Wujian ran forward in all directions, looking back, afraid of being discovered by Zhou Cunxiao and others.

The distance between the two parties gradually widened, and Ren Wujian Bafang had just disappeared around the corner, and when the king was about to walk to the elevator, he suddenly stopped and turned his head.

The king of horrors did not look at the end of the corridor, but in the direction of the field fight.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhu Jingyuan saw that his face was ugly, and couldn't help but ask.

Zhou Cunxiao felt that his heart was beating faster and faster, since he followed the sloppy old Taoist method to teach him, and the anger in his body gradually dissipated, he felt that his various senses were becoming more and more acute, and his mood had also improved a lot, and he thought that he could do it before Mount Tai collapsed, and his face did not change.

For a long time, he hadn't been so uneasy, and muttered, "Hurry up, the Emperor of Martial Arts is not dead yet!" ”

Earlier, he said that Tang Yulan was not dead in order to comfort Sun Changxiao and the others, but he was not sure in his heart. But now, his tone was very affirmative.

"Fast forward to the elevator!" Zhou Cunxiao commanded.

As soon as they finished speaking, everyone saw that the wall of the corridor three meters away was broken, and the lights in the corridor were extinguished at the same time.

Flying bricks and rubble splattered in, bringing gusts of wind.

Fortunately, Zhou Cunxiao and Sun Changxiao were strong and protected everyone, so they didn't suffer any harm.

The terminal power supply system of the elevator is independent and will not be affected.

After waiting for two seconds, the elevator opened, and several people breathed a sigh of relief after entering the elevator.

The spacious car of the elevator swayed left and right in the vibration, and the impact below could be clearly felt.

Sun Changxiao stroked the Xingyun Sword and said lightly: "If Torres Boone is resurrected, in front of the Tang Regiment Leader and the Martial Emperor, it should be like a child." ”

The King pursed his lips and said, "When people relied on walking, the invention of the bicycle has greatly increased speed, and the car is even better, and the fighter can break the phoneme and produce a sonic boom. Torres Boone is indeed powerful, but he can only be regarded as driving a sports car. After not really seeing and flying in a fighter plane, there will be no profound experience. ”

At the same time, Karachev, Ren Wujian Bafang and others also entered the elevator separately.

Ren Wujian Bafang saw with his own eyes that the two rich men who were attending the dinner party at the Xingyao Imperial City Hotel the day before yesterday were smashed under the collapsed wall, and one of the bodyguards was stoned to death and the other was seriously injured.

There were also some people who were stunned during the battle between the head of Tang and the emperor of martial arts, and they had no time to escape, so they could only be buried alive at this time.

Ren Wujian wiped the cold sweat dripping wildly, as soon as the elevator door opened, he was rushed out of the elevator with a scramble to escape.

Finally came back to his senses, Ren Wujian Bafang was stunned, he saw that the elite killer he brought with him was actually dead, and what was even more terrifying was that the walls of the building had cracked, and some of the cracks reached as high as twenty or thirty centimeters.

"God, God!" Ren Wujian's expression was still shocked, and he swallowed hard, and said, "Two people, can you collapse a building?" Before he had time to think about it, he hurried to the exit of the hall.

In the hall, the garbage bin is rolling aside, there are scattered documents and garbage everywhere, the drawers of the reception counter have been opened, the LCD computer on it is also missing, and in the corner of the counter, there is a charging mobile phone still charging, and there is a clear footprint on it.

The sofa that was originally neatly placed was like shaking dice, a mess. The doors of the next few rooms opened, and several members of the ninja group maintained the posture of crawling out of the door, still holding guns in their hands, but their bodies were already stiff, their faces were blue-black, and there was a small pool of white foam on the side of their mouths.

"Poisoned!" Ren Wujian felt dizzy and almost fell to the ground.

After standing firm, he patted his head vigorously, remembering the information of the Flying Bird Regiment.

Ren Wujian Bafang knew the Flying Bird Regiment very well, and he remembered the information he had read some time ago, Zhou Changshan was seriously ill and dying, and he was all cured by Tang Yulan. There must be a master of medicine among the Flying Birds. By the way, the old man seems to be carrying a medicine box.

No wonder, Tang Yulan came late, it turned out that he was looking for time to poison.

"Tang Yulan, if I don't wipe out your flying bird group, it's hard to understand the hatred in my heart!" Ren Wujian gritted his teeth, and suddenly heard a sound of footsteps at the staircase, he hurriedly hid behind the brown leather sofa and pressed his hand on the brown pure wool blanket.

"Are you from the Birds?" Of course, Ren Wujian was afraid that the building would collapse, but he was alone, and he was looking for death when he encountered the people of the Flying Bird Regiment.

Ren Wujian held his breath and saw the four people running down the stairs in a hurry. The person in the front is 1.8 meters tall, with a tall nose bridge, a prominent forehead, deep blue eyes, and long curly golden hair. Ivanov under Pkonovsky.

The whole building was in danger, the power supply system was damaged when the walls split, there was no electricity upstairs, it was useless for him to continue to stay on it, he couldn't find the elevator in his hurry, and hurried down the stairs.

Ivanov and the others were all highly trained, and it was not difficult for them to go up thirty floors in one go, let alone go down, and the speed was not much slower than the elevator.

"Why are they here?" Ren Wujian was puzzled for a moment, immediately jumped out from behind the sofa, hurriedly tidied up his clothes, waved his right arm, and said, "Hey! ”

Ivanov was taken aback by Ren Wujian's voice, turned his head sharply, and saw that it was the sixth generation of the ninja group, his old face was dark, and he ordered his subordinates to be careful in Chinese, and at the same time put his hands behind his waist, ready to pull out the gun at any time.

Without relying on modern firearms, Ivanov was not sure to win.

"Andrey. Where is Pknovsky? Ren Wujian looked nervously left and right, and said, "Let's get out of here quickly, I need to discuss with him about the countermeasures to deal with the Flying Bird Regiment!" His tone was very nervous, he was worried that if he met the Horror King, a bloody battle would inevitably be avoided.

Ivanov's Chinese was very poor, and he could only understand a few words simply, he frowned, and muttered something in his mouth, asking Ren Wujian what he meant.

Ren Wujian Bafang also couldn't understand Su Chinese, didn't know what the other party said, and didn't doubt their nervous demeanor, and said, "Go, get out of here quickly." The people of the Bird Regiment must have come. After that, he walked out first.

Ivanov's hand had already touched the pistol, and the back of the sixth generation was facing him, and there was dark blood flowing from his left shoulder, and it looked like the injury was not light.

For him, this is a great opportunity to kill the sixth generation, as long as he takes out his pistol, Ren Wujian Bafang will not be able to escape even if he has great skills.

But Ivanov didn't do anything, he only obeyed Andrei's orders. Pknovsky, a member of the Crime Club, was not considered a killer, and without orders from above, he would rather miss this good opportunity to put down his gun and lead someone to follow.

"Andrey. Where is Pkknovsky? Ren Wujian trotted out of the hall in all directions, and hurriedly added: "Andrey, Pknovsky." ”

Ivanov understood, nodded and led the way from the front.

The streets were empty, the passers-by had long since dispersed, and a gust of wind blew, rolling up scraps of paper on the ground.

There are very few cars parked on the side of the road, and on the right side of Ren Wujian's Bafang Road, at the door of a hot pot restaurant thirty meters away, there is a Land Rover car parked, followed by several Volkswagen cars, trembling in my heart, afraid and hateful.

He knew the Land Rover and knew that it was in the Flying Bird Regiment, and Sun Changxiao and the Crow had driven it.

Ivanov opened his mouth to say a word and walked towards the left with Ren Wujian in all directions.

Andre. Pknovsky wanted to act in secret, and naturally separated from the people of the Bird Regiment, so they hid on the other side.

Ren Wujian walked down the marble steps of Hongwu Casino and said secretly: "Baga, there are still a lot of people from the Flying Bird Group, but Captain Tang only brought a few people in, presumably they did it." It's a pity that both Okamoto and Okada were killed by Chinese pigs, and I lost my right arm and now I am like a street rat. Many of the leaders of the ninja group were contacted by the two of them, but I'm blind now. Take advantage of Andrey first. Pknovsky, let him pit against the birds. I'll take it from it again, he doesn't know the life and death of the Emperor of Martial Arts, so he doesn't dare to rashly turn his face with me. As soon as he made up his mind, he heard a commotion in the hall behind him, and Zuo Shaohan's angry roar inside.

This guy has a loud voice and a straight voice, which is very easy to tell.