"Seriously!" Staff Officer Fang was angry, and he replied stiffly.

Bai Shixi snorted twice, and slashed a few times at random with the pig-killing knife, and there were bursts of screams in the air.

Since he knew that he had the Flame Skill Method, and dared to say this, it was obvious that this staff officer had estimated the power he could burst out.

Bai Shixi calculated in his heart, and simply used the fifth layer of the Yan Ji Heart Method, judging from his strength, the skill at this level was not abrupt.

Call!!

Two large knives slashed at the puppet in a row.

Boom!!

As if slashed on the extremely elastic gum, Bai Shixi only felt that the hilt of the knife he was holding in his hand instantly transmitted a huge shock force. In the blink of an eye, he flicked back the twin knives in his hands.

"Again!!" Without waiting for the staff officer to make a mockery, the blood vessels on the white stone stream bulged, and the double knives were like two door panels, with a heavy whistling sound, and they slashed towards the wood again.

Boom!!

The twin knives were bounced back again.

"Come again!" White Rock Creek was a little ruthless. Two knives slashed at the puppet for the third time.

Whew, huh

The strong wind brought by the double knives blew the beard and clothes of Staff Officer Fang and kept turning.

He opened his mouth to say something, but when he saw Bai Shixi's whole body surging with qi and blood, the double knives continued to slash at the neck of the wood, and the huge force hit the puppet, even the entire test room was vibrating, and the stone slab under his feet continued to emit a tingling sensation.

Bang bang!!

The sound of heavy chopping continued to sound. Bai Shixi seemed to enjoy this huge rebound force, with a weird smile on the corner of his mouth, and kept muffled, slashing at the puppet's neck with a knife.

The blade of the knife rubbed violently against the surface of the puppet, cutting through the wounds like a saw, mostly on the neck, and getting deeper and larger.

Boom!!!

Another knife slashed at the puppet's neck as heavy as thunder. The whole room shuddered violently.

Staff Officer Fang's eyelids jumped wildly, and he watched Bai Shixi pull out the knife. The sharp edge cut a deep scar at the poor puppet.

"Yes, it's really not bad" Bai Shixi turned his head to look at him and grinned.

Staff Officer Fang looked at the puppet, this poor guy, now only a small part of his head is still hanging around his neck, and the rest of his limbs and torso, he can't see anyone, all of them are different scars, which is miserable.

This new puppet that I just bought, after only a few days, has already become an old product that has been used for more than ten years that was eliminated from the previous one

He wanted to cry without tears, this sonorous puppet is extremely expensive, and its hardness and toughness are excellent, so one can be used for many years if you buy it, but Baishixi came here, and the cut was indeed not completely broken, but the remaining puppets could not be used at all

"Forget it, count me unlucky. Foreign Minister Bai, you better leave quickly, the money will be handed over to the outside finances, and the old man will not accompany him here. Staff Officer Fang felt distressed when he saw it, arched his hand, and simply came out of sight.

Bai Shixi didn't care either, he did it on purpose, said goodbye to Staff Officer Fang, left the weapons department, and drove back to his residence. Flash Dance

Now that the best weapons are available, these two double knives should be used for a while, and then, as long as they are fully equipped to improve their internal strength.

It's just that now the seventh layer of the Yanji Technique, if you want to improve it again, you can only use the mysterious Dao costume to deduce, because it has reached the highest level, but there is not much energy left.

Five days later, Ping An Street.

The overcast sky was cloudy, and a gray drizzle was falling like silk threads.

The streets were deserted, and the occasional passer-by trotting to shelter from the rain quickly disappeared into the corners and alleys.

Under the eaves of Xiang's house, a young Beatle with a black oil-paper umbrella in his hand was looking up at the sky.

Looking up through the spiky eaves of the delphinium, the sky was overcast, and the drizzle seemed to have no end to it, and it could go on forever.

The Beatles stood outside the door of the house, to the left of the stone lion guarding the door, sheltered from the rain by the extended eaves.

He looked at the empty street, and under the eaves of each house, there was a dark shadow, and there was no one in sight, only a cold silence.

The long and large streets are dark and empty as far as the eye can see. None of the houses on either side of the street had any lights in their windows, as if the whole street was uninhabited, and it was dark and gloomy.

The sky was overcast, the houses were overcast, and the light was getting darker and darker.

The Beatles frowned slightly. He looked down at his black robe, which was wet from the rain at the foot of the robe, and was wet on top of his leather boots embroidered with a red pattern.

"I hate the rain." He sighed.

The sound is not loud, but it is unusually abrupt on the deserted rainy street.

For there was not a single person in the whole street but him.

"Every time it rains, my mood gets worse." The Beatles then said slowly.

No one answered.

Thin threads of rain fell on the eaves and dripped down the swifts' beaks. Then it landed at the Beatles' feet, splashing the feet of his robe.

"It's still a long way from Honghua Mansion here, I didn't expect you to be able to catch up like this." The Beatles spoke to themselves, as if someone was really listening.

Squeak

The door of Xiang's house suddenly opened slowly, it was empty, overgrown with weeds, and no one could open the door, but the door still slowly opened by itself.

A woman in a red dress with a red oil-paper umbrella slowly walked out.

The paper umbrella covers her face, but judging from her figure, she is graceful and plump.

"Jia Xin killed you, even Jia Xun would be sad" The woman's voice was intermittent, as if the woman was pinching her throat and holding her breath to speak. Sharp and weird.

The Beatles' complexion remained unchanged. He leaned his umbrella against the wall and looked at the woman at the door of his home.

"I didn't expect even you to come, it seems that Hongfang is really not afraid of being served."

"It's useless to have my sister here, even if Jia Xun goes, it's useless, hehe." The woman slowly walked towards Jia Xin and let out a weird laugh.

Jia Xin also sighed, the battle with the Red Fang has finally risen to a white-hot stage, whether he dies here or the umbrella girl dies here, the final result will be disastrous.

He didn't know what the purpose of the Red Fang was, and he would make such a desperate bet and send an important person like the Umbrella Girl to take action in person.

But now that it's a foregone conclusion, it's irreparable anyway.

Looking at the umbrella girl in the red dress who was walking slowly, Jia Xin sighed again, and a silver-white dagger slid out of her sleeve silently, and she also walked towards the other party.

In the drizzle, White Rock Creek sat in his seat and gulped on melons. This melon has yellow flesh and tastes like a watermelon fruit, and on this day, it is best to replenish water and quench thirst after a workout.

At this time, this flower room has been completely transformed into a special practice ground for him. Not only him, but also many subordinates came to practice early in the morning to refresh their muscles.

After eating a few pieces of melon, Bai Shixi touched his head, his hair had not grown out yet, and his mood was a little depressed. The hair on his body hadn't shown any signs of growth since he had been permed in the fire, which made him look weird now.

"Originally, although I was very weak, but a handsome boy, I won't always be like this, alas" sighed, Bai Shixi glanced at the surrounding field, there are many subordinates who are practicing and practicing, anyway, they are just practicing move racks or pile skills, and they are not afraid of being stolen if they don't know the mental method.

"Huh?" Suddenly, his eyes moved, and he saw two petite figures in the corner, and he was slightly surprised.

(End of chapter)