Knock, knock!

The windows were knocking.

If it weren't for the fact that the window glass was strong enough, Hui Lijing doubted that the other party's few blows would have knocked the window out.

Obviously, the other party has no intention of keeping his hand.

Coupled with that kind of serious to vicious expression, it is undoubtedly not good.

Moreover, Hui Lijing keenly noticed that everyone's waist was bulging.

Hui Lijing subconsciously grasped the handle of the gun.

Ryosuke was the one who held the handle of the gun together.

The middle-aged criminal policeman was much more crisp than Hui Lijing, and before these strong men in black suits surrounded him, he had already taken out the gun, put the gun in his pocket, and pointed at the car door with his clothes as a cover.

The old monk of Tong Shouji Temple folded his hands with a calm face.

Over the years, he has encountered similar things no less than ten times.

There may be panic at first.

Right now?

I've been used to it for a long time.

Only Jason is different.

He raised an eyebrow, and his eyes became unkind.

Jason hated it when people disturbed him eating.

Naturally, he also hates that others block his way to eat.

So, without hesitation, Jason pushed the door open.

As Jason pushed the car door open, he stepped out of the car.

The two strong men on this side immediately surrounded them.

"Hey!"

"Someone came out?"

"Boy, you're really impatient!"

One of the brawny men let out a sinister grin as he spoke, and then, raising his hand, punched Jason.

It's not a random punch.

It's quite methodical.

The moment this left hand fist was hit, the body became a sideways vigilant style, reducing the exposure of his body as much as possible, the soles of the same side were dotted on the ground, the hind legs were slightly bent, and the right hand completely protected the chin.

Obviously, if this tentative punch misses, the opponent can either quickly retreat or knock out the right hand that protects the chin.

It is a very good offensive and defensive posture.

For ordinary people, even if they dodge the first punch, they can't dodge the second punch.

Moreover, with the physical fitness of ordinary people, as long as they are punched, they will lose their mobility instantly, and then they will only be beaten by punch after punch.

What's more, another strong man.

When the partner punches, the opponent kicks together.

aimed at Jason's knee socket and kicked it out.

Not a sweep!

It's a pedal-like pedal!

This kick is fast and hard!

If you don't have a protected knee socket, if you get this kick, you must be disabled.

Obviously, this kick is to 'step' on Jason's leg.

Foot, arrived.

Fist, too.

The sinister smile on the faces of the two strong men became more and more hideous.

They couldn't wait to hear Jason's screams.

Although Jason looks tall and strong, judging from the posture of getting out of the car, as well as the way he stood just now, he is an ordinary person.

And they?

Be professional!

One of them can beat ten like Jason.

So, they think they have the chance to win.

And then—

Syllable!

Click!

The first crunch was when Jason raised his hand to catch the strong man's fist.

The second is the crisp sound, Jason raised his foot to dodge another strong man's kick, and at the same time, stepped on it hard, stomping on the soles of the opponent's feet.

"Ahhh

The brawny man who was stomped on the paw of his foot by Jason let out a series of screams.

The strong man who was followed by Jason's fist also screamed.

Crunchy.

Click!

"Ahhh

"My hands!"

"Hand broken!"

The other party screamed in pain, and then he felt like he was flying through the clouds.

Jason picked up the other man with one hand and slammed it into the other side of the car.

One of the two strong men on the other side of the car couldn't dodge and was smashed into the ground.

Suddenly, the two of them became rolling gourds.

And the one who was the leader was agile and dodged.

However, it was just to dodge the blow.

Jason raised his hand and 'slided' off the hood.

The raised foot kicked right on the strong man who had just completed the first dodge.

Bang!

The heavy force made the strong man at the head go straight to the ground with his feet off the ground and flew out more than three meters before landing.

The strong man at the head gritted his teeth and tried to get up, but he couldn't do it at all.

With the kick just now, he felt that his internal organs were about to shift.

The mouth was filled with the smell of blood.

Looking at Jason standing there, the strong man roared resentfully.

"Don't think that's the end of it!"

"We're not going to just leave it at that!"

"The invitation that was snatched away by that woman, we will definitely take it back!"

The woman?

Invitations?

Jason squinted.

"You're looking for King?"

Jason asked.

"Of course!"

"It's that bastard woman!"

"We must wash away the shame!"

The strong man roared.

"Wash away the shame?"

"I can't find my sister, so I want to kidnap my sister?"

"That's how your shame is washed away?"

Ryosuke stepped out of the car, his face dismissive.

"We're just here to ask!"

"We want to find out where that woman is!"

"No malice towards her sister!"

The strong man replied.

However, neither Hui Lijing herself nor Ryosuke would believe such words.

None of us are children anymore.

Moreover, children may not believe such words.

Therefore, Hui Lijing unceremoniously gave the other party a kick, and in the other party's painful cry, she asked: "You said that my sister snatched your invitation, what kind of invitation is it?" ”

The strong man immediately closed his mouth in pain.

The other party seems to want to show his strong will with his actions.

However, the next moment, the other party shouted even more miserably.

Because, Hui Lijing pasted the other party's face with chili water.

Vulnerable places such as eyes and nasal cavity, after coming into contact with chili pepper water, the taste is enough to make a normal person collapse.

The strong man in front of him seems to be strong, but he is not out of the category of normal people.

Therefore, when he vaguely saw Hui Lijing take out the lime and prepare to paste his face, the other party gave up resistance.

"It's the 'King of Fighters - The King of Fighters' conference!"

"Funded by some mysterious rich people!"

"He sent an invitation to all the world's most famous martial artists!"

"We, the 'Extreme Stream', were also invited, but were snatched by King - while our Pavilion Master was in retreat, we snatched the invitation, of course we have to find her!"

The strong man said.

Hui Lijing frowned as she listened.

It's not that I suspect that what the strong man said is false.

According to the personality of the guy she knew, there was a good chance that this was true.

As for why?

Naturally, he was not willing to become a 'reservist'.

The reserve of the women's martial arts team and the real female martial artist, although it seems that there is not much difference, but in the heart of that guy, such a title is obviously unacceptable.

Especially when one of his defeated generals has an invitation, and she doesn't.

Something will naturally be done.

It's just that......

Did that guy really not receive an invitation?

Hui Lijing thought about returning to the car.

Ryosuke also turned around and went back to the car.

Jason sat back in the back row early.

Grace is important, but where there is dinner is important.

The aroma of beef was now involuntarily in his mind.

The old monk of Tong Shouji Temple frowned.

"A fighting tournament funded by mysterious tycoons?"

The old monk muttered.

"What's wrong, Master?"

Hui Lijing turned her head.

"It's fine."

"I'd love to hear something like that."

"But I'm not sure."

The old monk waved his hand, and then comforted Hui Lijing again: "Don't worry, with the strength of Hui Lixiang's female benefactor, even if you participate in the martial arts conference, there is no problem." ”

"Hmm."

Hui Lijing nodded and restarted the car.

Avoiding the strong men who were still moaning in pain, Hui Lijing drove onto the road.

"Master, there was an incident where the rich people held a fighting tournament before?"

Ryosuke, who was sitting in the co-pilot, couldn't help but ask.

As the person who has the least contact with the mysterious side, Ryosuke is full of curiosity at this time.

"Of course."

"And, more than once."

"Although the inner world is mysterious, it is also interdependent with the external world - it cannot be separated from the external world, so once there is any unsolvable dispute in the external world, it will be resolved in the inner world."

"And what could be more appropriate for such a solution than a 'fighting tournament'?"

"It not only avoids the outbreak of war in the surface world, but also effectively allows the inner world to show its strength and consume unnecessary thoughts."

"It's a win-win."

The old monk of Tong Shouji explained.

"Then you and those onmyoji will also participate?"

Ryosuke continued to ask.

"I'm an old man, how can I participate?"

"Most of the time, those arrogant onmyoji won't participate."

"The ones who really participated were martial artists, martial artists, people from various schools with a long history, or strong people with extraordinary talents."

"Because, in a certain closed era, they are the 'bridge' that connects the world of the surface and the world of the inside."

"They are the ones who make some of the madmen in the inner world come to their senses."

When the old monk of Tong Shouji Temple said 'madman', his brows couldn't help but furrow again.

Lunatic?

Are those world-strong people who regard people as ants?!

Hui Lijing, who had heard Jason's description, thought subconsciously.

Ryosuke, who has just been transferred to the 'zero' section today, has not yet made official contact.

However, it is clear that Ryosuke has a guess.

"Crazy?"

"Them?"

Ryosuke asked tentatively.

"There are always people who become pretentious after gaining strength that is far superior to others."

"No!"

"It should be said that everyone is like that."

"It's just that some people can restrain themselves."

"Some people can't restrain themselves."

"They think they are naturally superior, and if they do that, some fights will naturally break out."

"And the reason why we were able to go to dinner in peace is that we should be grateful to those ancestors who fought for us to live in space."

The old monk of Tong Shouji Temple said, and his hands were folded again.

Ryosuke groaned.

He didn't ask any more questions.

The attitude of the old monk of Tong Shouji Temple has already shown that the battle that broke out at that time was far beyond imagination.

Bloodshed and sacrifice are inevitable.

Even, this value is far beyond imagination.

Inexplicably, he thought of those colleagues who had sacrificed.

I can't help it, Ryosuke nose pantothenic acid.

Then, the middle-aged detective changed the subject.

"Will these martial artists also be involved in the exorcism of 'demons'?"

Ryosuke asked.

"Naturally."

"Even, when the 'demons' were first withdrawn, these martial artists were the main force."

"By the way, in those days, people mostly called them -"

"Jian Hao!"

The old monk nodded affirmatively.

"Jianhao?"

"The kind of swordsman who swept through and cut off the petals of the cherry blossoms?"

Hui Lijing, who was driving, suddenly asked excitedly.

You know, before she had the dream of being a barista, she wanted to become a sword hero!

Even now, as long as she thinks that she can carry a long sword, carry a wine gourd, and hum a Hasa to her mouth, E will charge forward, she will involuntarily become happy.

Pity......

She's so poor!

At that time, I couldn't even afford a wooden knife.

I can only choose the barista!

It's definitely not because when I was feeding those bear children cow dung, I suddenly thought of cat poop coffee, so I changed my mind.

"Hahaha."

"yes, something like that."

"But it's more powerful than that."

"It is rumored that there is a Feiyan who can slash down the air with sword qi."

"There are also others, thunder can be released on the long sword, and the hair will also turn from black to blonde."

The old monk of Tong Shou Temple smiled and told Hui Lijing some interesting stories about Jian Hao.

"Is it so powerful?"

Hui Lijing's eyes were full of yearning.

"Well, it's really amazing."

"But that's before."

"There are very few such swordsmen now, and even if there is, it won't be in the middle world of the present world, most likely in 'Heianjing'."

The old monk said, and yearning appeared in his eyes.

Who doesn't have the dream of going to the end of the world with a sword?

If he hadn't been too fat, he would have done it.

Pity......

The years are merciless.

Until now?

He just wants to go back to the countryside to retire.

Bask in the sun every day, pet cats, and pet dogs.

Just spend the rest of your life at a leisurely pace.

As for the rest?

I don't want to.

I don't want to.

The old monk sighed slightly in his heart and folded his hands.

"Master, is it the 'Glowing Cooking Pavilion' in front?"

Hui Lijing asked, looking at the restaurant with two delicate lanterns hanging in front of her.

"That's it."

The old monk of Tong Shou Temple nodded.

In fact, the waiter at the door of the dining pavilion had already greeted the car when he saw it coming.

"Good evening, Master Tongshouji."

"Good evening, distinguished guests."

The waiter quickly opened the car door and bowed in greeting.

The old monk of Tong Shou Temple returned the salute.

Then, personally lead the way for Jason.

Jason snorted.

The corners of the mouth are upturned.

Very fragrant beef flavor!

The aroma of the meat after the charcoal fire collides with the butter is really attractive!

Jason held back his excitement and followed behind the old monk of Tongshou Temple,

Obviously, it is not the first time that the old monk of Tongshou Temple has come.

He lifted the curtain familiarly, pushed the door open, and made a gesture of please to Jason.

And just as Jason was about to take a step, behind them, a five-car convoy slowly approached.

It depends on the situation, and the other party also chose the 'glow cooking pavilion'.

However, just as the convoy was about to approach, a sudden mutation occurred, and more than a dozen rockets with dazzling tail flames shot from a distance—

Rumble!

Boom!

Boom Boom!