Chapter 402: It's a cliché old drama

Picking it up and clicking on the attribute content, Wang Jian instantly laughed.

【Red Baron Design Drawing】After mastering the use of design drawings, you can design and manufacture Red Baron fighter planes!

Fighter jets!

Even if he got Heimerdinger, he could only let him design something like an airship for transportation.

Although it is well known that Pierwater's fighter was designed by Heimerdinger, the rules are the rules. If you want to build your own fighter, you can't do it without getting the blueprints.

He is now tantamount to pulling his territorial technology from the feudal era to the era of the industrial revolution at once, and he has skipped three eras of science and technology!

"Wife, let's eat red bean rice tonight."

"What's the good thing?" Xu Ling said that eating red bean rice is a happy event, and it is a great event.

"You can hit your own plane tonight!" Wang Jian was still not serious, and talked to her.

"Go, you're going to beat yourself." Xu Ling snorted in shame, feeling that he was a little rascal in private, always wanting to take advantage of her. When you think about it, there seems to be nothing in her body that hasn't been developed by him.

"Huh." Wang Jian didn't explain, anyway, this matter was a good thing for him and his territory.

But just about to go back to help solve the remaining fighters on Xu Ling's side, I thought maybe I could get some parts from those fighters. Suddenly, he found that he had been surrounded by people from a distance. Because his attention was entirely on Kutch just now, he didn't notice that the black smoke from the fall of the red baron also attracted another group of people.

"Friends, it's all your own family, don't be too greedy." Wang Jian kindly reminded them. After a slight glance, he saw that these people surrounding him were the undead warrior players in the national uniform that he had seen on the airship before, a group of people from the Hall of Skull. Although he can understand, it does not mean that he can accept it.

"Yo! Isn't this the Boss of the Men in Black? How? You've made this place in the Borderlands like this, and you're going to fight monsters yourself? The monster here isn't your little brother? "A passage that sounds very ordinary on the surface, because the speaker's deliberately yin and yang tone makes people listen to it completely cynicism, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

"Can't you?" Wang Jian didn't think he was a good person, and when he saw that the other party was not polite, he was even more unkind. simply asked him with a cold face.

"Yo! Yo! I dragged it up with a little stimulation.,I really think I'm a character.。 Another member of the Hall of Bones said, not taking him seriously at all.

No matter how you say it, Wang Jian is only level 72 now-because he has to control the level to level 69 by constantly washing the level. But for those who don't know the inside story, he's a trumpet that doesn't even have level 80. With the current situation that the average level of players has reached level 84, it is not difficult to understand how poor his strength is in the eyes of others. Moreover, there are some things he does secretly, and his way of doing things is very low-key, so not many people know his true strength.

"What do you want?" Wang Jian took a deep breath and endured it for the time being. Anyway, if he doesn't want to fight, he can fly away at any time, the problem is not very big. There is no need to ruin your body for the sake of such popularity.

"Leave the drawings, we see it. Otherwise, you're going to say goodbye to this place forever. All respawn points here have been destroyed. The leader of the "Evil Tiger of the Hall of Bones" commanded him. threaten him not to hand it over, and they burst out of him.

"What a big breath." Wang Jian couldn't help laughing, thinking that even the Emperor of Buluo didn't dare to say that he could kill him so lightly. Not to mention these people who haven't heard of fame. It feels like they're really a bunch of robbers - reckless and greedy for money without thinking carefully about the consequences.

But at this time, the scalp tightened for a while. His instincts told him that a force powerful enough to threaten his life was coming. Immediately closed his eyes, and the surroundings became a soul sensing effect in the state of the mind eye, and he saw a person with a dagger in his hand who was quickly attacking him in stealth, and a large red hexagonal square was draped over his face, making his target very obvious to his eyes.

suddenly understood that these people were talking nonsense with him for a long time, just to create an opportunity for this person to sneak up on him and kill her.

And because of the effect of the heart eye, he can clearly see that this player is actually a Night Moon Clan, and he is a magic assassin!

More importantly!

Shout!

It seemed to sense that he had spotted him, as he kept looking over his side.

The assassin disappeared in an instant, and the aura that appeared immediately after him proved that he had come behind him.

Wang Jian knew that this was the skill of Shadow of Blade, which proved that this assassin was still a superb assassin who had both the secret art of the Night Moon Clan and the skill of Shadow of Blade, which was similar to him in a sense. Because he is a combination of the secret art of the Night Moon Clan and the blind monk!

"Cut your throat!" A sharp dagger had already reached his neck, and Wang Jian knew very well that the consequences of hitting him with this dagger would cause huge damage, and at the same time, it would also silence him for 3 seconds, preventing him from being unable to release any skills in the next 3 seconds.

The main thing is his modus operandi...... Déjà vu.

"Xiao Kai?" Wang Jian couldn't help but think of the partner in the team who made him slightly inferior, and also one of the other two brothers he wanted to find after Fengzi. I didn't expect to see it here in this way, and the coldness in his blade...... They really wanted to kill him, even though he might have recognized him!

Swish! A cold light sliced through the air, and also through a phantom.

Wang Jian's person had already appeared ten meters away, and the one who remained in place was only a clone, and he had been killed by Xiao Kai with an ultra-high damage of 65,731 points.

"Is he crazy?"

Wang Jian couldn't help but feel a little chill in his neck, and felt very deeply that Xiao Kai wanted his life when he recognized him. I don't care that they used to be brothers, and there is a faint hatred.

But now is not the time to catch up, and if he doesn't want to run away with his tail between his legs, fighting head-on is his only option.

"Do you want to fight!"

Wang Jian had already read his thoughts from the attack he had just made. Since he doesn't miss his old love, he doesn't have a mother-in-law's mother.

If he wants to fight, he will fight!

Dialogue in the same way as between the Assassins - the winner is king, and the loser is dead!

Xiao Kai really understood his thoughts from his sudden serious attitude, after all, they were old friends who had worked together for several years in the past. The man suddenly disappeared again, but this time he did not come invisible, but completely submerged into the earth, the shadow of the earth to be precise. This way of moving made Wang Jian suddenly remember a monster he had encountered, the Eternal Nightmare, and recognized that Xiao Kai was now using Void Walking! A more advanced level than stealth, which will not be cracked by any reconnaissance means, and is completely a stealth method of moving in another dimension, so far there is no solution.

Now he used the skills that showed that he actually possessed three races, and also showed that he wanted his life 100% seriously, and had a full understanding of his skills in advance, and saw through the weakness of his mind-eye effect.

A dagger appeared out of thin air, as if there was an invisible wall of qi in the air, and this dagger stabbed out from the other side of the wall of qi and sent ripples. The cold and sharp tip of the knife was directly approaching the pupil of his right eye, and he was actually attacking head-on!