As a group of research institutions jointly established by various forces in Dingzhou twelve years ago to deal with the red fog anomaly.

Although there was some inaction, most of them came up with corresponding research results.

Among them, the No. 7 Research Institute, because it brings together a large number of top scientists, has a variety of breakthrough and phased achievements every year.

It is precisely because of this that the No. 7 Research Institute has received more and more attention from all forces in Dingzhou.

For example, the Einsatzgruppen is a private armed force dedicated to Research Institute Seven, and even has the support of some official violent agencies.

However, last year, because of the leakage of an important sample, it aroused the covetousness of the outside world, and a war broke out in the shadows.

The Einsatzgruppen suffered heavy casualties in that war, and it was only recently that it had gradually recovered.

However, the mission against Dazeshan two days ago almost wiped out the three squads, which brought great pressure to the security force of the research institute.

But I didn't expect that someone sneaked in before the personnel were replenished.

Qiao Yue arranged for people to restore power facilities, and at the same time led people to catch "rats" in a building.

"The only exit for me to guard!"

"You go to the first floor, take care of all kinds of materials, don't be stolen."

"The fourteenth team and the eighteenth team will go to the thirty-eighth floor to protect Professor Duan."

"I'll go to the first floor of the document room!"

After quickly assigning the task, Qiao Yue rushed to the twenty-seventh floor with a gloomy face.

Due to the destruction of the lighting system and the fact that the exterior walls of the building are basically made of special blue and black decoration materials, the interior of the building is pitch black.

The document room is the most important place, where most of the research results are piled up.

It may not be the most critical, but if those basic studies are stolen, it is easy for people to fill in some links, so that their research can be improved by leaps and bounds.

Sometimes, the problem that gets stuck in a great scientific research can be just a detail, a trivial material analysis, or even a change of thought.

When he entered the document room of the University, his steps instantly lightened.

When his hand touched a certain place in the doorway, his body tensed, and a trace of cruelty flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Little mouse, it's really coming here!"

Hooked the door with one foot, and the flashlight in his hand was aimed at the left, and at the same time, he quietly sneaked into the right.

In the dark, everything seemed so quiet.

The next moment, the sound of bursting cheers exploded this tranquility.

"Look for death!"

Bang!

Shots rang out, and the infiltrators fired without hesitation.

While Qiao Yue turned to dodge, his ears moved slightly.

"The silencer of the Cobra Mobile Combat Battalion is the viper of the Austrian Alliance!"

His mind turned, and he took out the walkie-talkie and took the time to say a word.

"It's the poisonous snake of Aobang, let the lighting system be restored quickly, and find out how many poisonous snakes have crawled in!"

Bang!

Another shot rang out, piercing the aluminum frame and hitting him in the foot.

Qiao Yue dodged quickly, but the bullet was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, biting him to death.

"you, this kind of marksmanship, it's still a king snake!"

......

In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the shadows of the trees swayed, and a little moonlight shone in.

Under the cold moonlight, Lu Changqing put his hand on the scabbard on his waist, his eyes wandering aimlessly.

"Come out, I've found you!"

This is the thirty-seventh floor, and above is the dormitory of Duan Puxian and his group of scientific research bigwigs.

But this does not mean that there are no good things on the 37th floor, as far as Lu Changqing knows, some professors like to put some things that they have recently researched on the floor closer to them.

Sometimes I can't sleep in the middle of the night or inspiration comes, these experts and professors simply go downstairs to do experiments.

Among the test tubes and glassware, it was so quiet that there seemed to be no one.

However, the next moment, a gunshot rang out, and four black shadows exploded.

Originally, there should have been five, but one had already died under Lu Changqing's shot.

The wind was howling, looking at the four black shadows that were scattered, Lu Changqing squinted slightly, and the revolver of the mad lion that had just arrived in his hand fired three shots in a row.

The blood flower bloomed in the air, and four black shadows, three of which spread out, stopped abruptly.

The loud gunfire caused the alarm bell to ring upstairs.

It seemed to know that he couldn't run away under this sharpshooter, and the only black shadow that was still alive rushed towards him ghostly when Lu Changqing turned his direction.

Bang!

No matter how fast it was, Lu Changqing could catch the time and fire a shot when he was close.

But this shot seems to have missed.

Swish!

The white light lit up, and the sharp coldness slashed directly at Lu Changqing's throat, and when he was about to touch it, he instantly slipped down and held down Lu Changqing's left hand that was about to draw the knife.

His goal was to prevent Lu Changqing from drawing his sword from the beginning.

After succeeding, the continuous and ruthless knife technique unfolded wildly.

Lu Changqing frowned and dodged left and right, his body was erratic, and his speed was extremely fast, and he often had to dodge by a fraction of a millimeter when he was slashed.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The blocked pistol was cut off, but Lu Changqing was not panicked, and still calmly watched the gradually stopping offensive on the opposite side.

This kind of knife technique is a bit interesting!

The man in black gasped, held the knife in both hands, and said nothing.

It's just that his wide eyes show that he is not at all calm.

How is it possible, the thirty-six consecutive slashes just now, even ten years ago, no one could calmly dodge.

In recent years, because of some adventures, my strength has increased dozens of times.

Even a bullet, he can even cut through it with a knife.

Why did this man, who looked younger than his son, be able to deal with it so calmly.

Seeing the man in black stop, Lu Changqing suddenly smiled.

"You're strong, shouldn't you be a nobody, from the southern part of the Federation, or the Quicksand Islands?"

The man in black was silent, and his trembling hands holding knives gradually clenched.

"What did you come to my Dingzhou to steal?"

The voice of the walkie-talkie came, and Lu Changqing frowned.

Viper?

He looked up suddenly, a sneer on his lips as the gleaming sword light slashed.

"It's been a long time, it's still a yellow finch!"

Clang!

The wolf's tooth saber slashed out of the sleeve of his coat, and the long knife was held in a dangerous and dangerous manner.

Lu Changqing's wrist flipped, and the huge force directly lifted the long knife away.

With a mere fifteen-point energy level, maybe on the Azure Star, he is considered a top player, but in front of himself, it is not enough to see at all.

The other party wanted to retreat, but Lu Changqing bullied up, and when the saber in his hand flew over, the masked cloth on the face of the man in black floated down like a falling flower.

The feet stopped, the knife was closed, and Lu Changqing looked at the other party with a strange expression.

"Lu Daoren!"

was revealed his identity, but the vicissitudes of life The old man's mind calmed down a lot, and his hands naturally put on a posture.

"Cloud-turner?" Lu Changqing muttered.

More than ten years ago, martial arts movies emerged in the Federation, which aroused many men's martial arts dreams.

In this process, the southern states, known as the hometown of martial arts, have opened martial arts halls and Taoist halls.

This situation squeezed the business of those professional boxers, so professional boxers went to the southern states to challenge, which is called anti-counterfeiting.

The fight against counterfeiting has indeed achieved results, and many people who deceive the world and steal their fame have been beaten with blue noses and swollen faces under live broadcasts.

The martial arts fever and martial arts dream are gradually dissipating.

But in fact, there are also people who kick the iron plate.

The Baiyun Temple of Baiyun Mountain on Qianzhong Prefecture is such a hard iron plate.

The professional boxer who went to fight the fake was slapped away by an old man in his fifties at that time, but that battle was not broadcast live, so it did not have the effect of turning the tide.

As an intern reporter of Xindu Station, Lu Changqing learned about this matter by chance from a colleague and specially checked the relevant information.

Then I knew the contemporary master of Baiyun Temple, Lu Changfeng - Lu Daoren.

He is good at the thirty-six types of fire burning cloud knife method and the white cloud view of the clouds!

The saber flicked into his sleeve, Lu Changqing's muscles trembled, and his whole body crackled, with one palm in front and one punch behind.

"Junior, Lu Changqing, please recruit!"

Lu Daoren's brows jumped, his eyes glanced at a certain place without a trace, and then he took a deep breath, and the vicissitudes of life and a loud voice came out of his mouth.

"You and I are destined, the name is only one word apart, let me weigh you, a junior, how is your fist and foot kung fu!"

When the words fell, he threw himself out, his steps were blurred, and his body was like a white cloud and a dog, changing uncertainly.

The corners of Lu Changqing's mouth rose, and his mentality, which was originally bound to be won, was as calm as a lake, but he actually revealed a hint of joy.