Chapter 50: The Eagle Spreads Its Wings 7

Before the sound fell, I saw a white shadow fly out of the door, yes! Zhao Xiaojie can bet that he definitely flew out, and the speed was so fast that Zhao Xiaojie's eyes couldn't keep up with the speed of the white shadow. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After the white shadow jumped into the crowd of black people, the strong black men screamed to the ground almost at the same time, and the whole process took less than ten seconds!

Zhao Xiaojie saw that the calves of those black people who fell to the ground without exception were all slashed with sharp weapons, and there were no scars on Baburu's body, but the puddle of water under his feet had already shown his heart.

Zhao Xiaojie only saw clearly at this time that the white shadow was a person, a woman!

To be exact, it was a woman from country Z, about 20 years old, wearing a white one-piece suit, holding a weapon of about 300 mm in her hand, which looked similar to the Mitsubishi military stinger, which was still dripping with blood at this time. Zhao Xiaojie was stunned when he saw this woman's face, the appearance of the woman in white made people absolutely amazing at first sight, but it made people feel cold at the second glance, her skin was as fair and delicate as the clothes she was wearing, the tight-fitting jumpsuit set off her figure into an S shape, the twin peaks on her chest were not big, and she could only hold it, but with her Oriental woman's figure, it would definitely make every man want to get into it, her expression was cold and arrogant, her eyes were cold, and the expression that rejected people thousands of miles away made people feel a chill to the bone, In short, it makes people look like fairies, beautiful and incomprehensible, as if some improper thoughts in their hearts are a blasphemy against her! Zhao Xiaojie was just amazed, and he didn't have any bad thoughts in his heart. Thinking about it, I can't see dozens of strong black people in ten seconds, such a woman is not easy to provoke, Zhao Xiaojie even thinks that this woman in white will be some kind of peerless master? Otherwise, how could the body shape and shoot so fast?

The woman in white hid the military thorn in her sleeve and stood silently behind a man. The man in front of her made Zhao Xiaojie feel a surging pressure at first glance, don't look at the man who is in his early thirties, the resolute face of the national character face is full of harmless smiles of humans and animals, and his body is no different from ordinary people, and he doesn't even look as strong as Zhao Xiaojie. But he just stood there quietly in a black tunic suit, everyone present was silent, Zhao Xiaojie saw a kind of pride in his eyes, a feeling of self-esteem, that kind of look made people feel nervous and strange. Although this is a bit, Zhao Xiaojie just felt it, and the intuition accumulated after many life and death wanderings roared in his heart: Danger! This man is absolutely dangerous!

The man in black was only twenty or thirty years old in appearance, but Zhao Xiaojie felt from his deep eyes that this person's age was really difficult to judge. Behind the man in black is a woman in white on the left, and on the right is also a man in a tunic and about thirty years old, the beard on his face makes people look much more mature, similarly, Zhao Xiaojie also senses danger from him, he stands there like a wolf with enough strength, his whole body is in a state of explosion at any time, but the oppressive force is not as strong as the man in black at the front.

"Ahem......" The man in black cleared his throat and asked the man on the right, "Long Jiu, is he Ba Bu?" ”

The man named Long Jiu seemed to respect the man in black very much, and his waist bent slightly and replied, "Yes, he is Baburu." ”

"Oh." The man in black whispered to the woman in white and asked, "Chihiro, how is his power?" ”

Chihiro said only two words with a blank face: "Trash." ”

The man in black turned his head to look at the frightened Baburu and said, "Heard? You bunch of trash! If it weren't for killing you, the American army would have come looking for trouble, and you think you would still be alive until now? ”

Hearing the slight taunt of the man in black, Baburu didn't get angry, he just bowed his head in the face of the man in black. Zhao Xiaojie on the side secretly said what the man in black came from, even the rampant native-born foreigners were afraid. In the face of such a strong man, Babulu, who just thought that the sky was the boss and the earth was the second, instantly turned into an egg.

"Get out...... the man in black spat out these two words softly, but in Bablou's eyes, it was undoubtedly a note of life. He rambled and ran away with a group of lame men.

"Let's go back." The man in black said coldly and was about to go back, but he caught a glimpse of Zhao Xiaojie on the side, it can be said that he noticed Zhao Xiaojie from the moment he came out, he thought that there were few people who could compete with him in the time of his martial arts attainments, and Zhao Xiaojie was at most a military reckless man, but it was Zhao Xiaojie who looked like a reckless man in his eyes that attracted his attention.

The man in black turned around and looked at Zhao Xiaojie, from the time the man in black came out until now, the muscles of Zhao Xiaojie's whole body were tense, and the invisible pressure of the man in black made him breathless, for the first time! For the first time, Zhao Xiaojie met someone who made him unable to move from his momentum alone. Facing the black pupils of the man in black, Zhao Xiaojie's heart couldn't help but shrink, and a huge and incomparable coercion came to the surface, among them, there was also a murderous aura! In the past, Zhao Xiaojie thought that the anger of Wang Ba in a certain middle school was pure nonsense and could only exist in novels. But now he realizes that he is nothing more than a frog at the bottom of a well! A frog that has only seen a tiny corner of the world!

The real master will definitely hide his murderous aura, where is it like those masters in the novel who feel the murderous aura and become alert as soon as they want to kill others, which is better than radar.

Facing the man in black, Zhao Xiaojie felt a sense of powerlessness, not to mention him, even the woman in white and another man behind him were not sure of winning, in front of them, just fighting momentum, Zhao Xiaojie was defeated, and a deep sense of frustration welled up in his heart.

This kind of feeling can only be felt by people who have experienced countless lives and deaths, if it weren't for those who were masters who deliberately locked the killing machine within a certain range, ordinary people could only see them staring at each other face to face without blinking, and those who didn't know thought they were secretly sending Qiubo to prepare for a base. Claire behind Zhao Xiaojie was very curious about why Zhao Xiaojie was sweating so much when he stood there without moving.

After staring at the man in black for more than ten seconds, just when Zhao Xiaojie couldn't bear this needle-prick feeling and wanted to get out of sight, the man in black spoke.

"Z people?"

Zhao Xiaojie nodded.

"Want her in?" The man in black pointed at Claire.

Zhao Xiaojie nodded again.

Long Jiu, who was behind the man in black, stepped forward and whispered: "Young Master, relieving foreigners will bring us trouble, we ...... rules"

The man in black interrupted the mustache's words and said: "Even if it only helps us Z people, it is a drop in the bucket, not to mention that the camp of the Black Dragon Society has been in turmoil for some time now, if we hadn't pressed it here, I'm afraid that the Z people here would have been slaughtered a long time ago." ”

Hearing these words, the mustache did not say anything more.

The height of the man in black was only twenty centimeters taller than Zhao Xiaojie, but his eyes seemed to be looking down on Zhao Xiaojie and said: "Long Xiaotian, the boss of the camp of the Z people, I have the final say on everything here, if you want to come in with her, I can allow you, but don't do things that exceed the moral bottom line, and betray your compatriots, otherwise ......" Long Xiaotian did not say any more.

Listening to Long Xiaotian's arrogant words, Zhao Xiaojie felt unhappy for a while, but he was unhappy, who made him as powerless as a child in front of adults compared to others.

Zhao Xiaojie's lips squirmed twice before he said: "I'll settle her down and leave, I hope I won't embarrass her for the sake of the people of country Z." Claire, who was behind Zhao Xiaojie, listened to Zhao Xiaojie's words, and a strange color flashed in her eyes, which were originally silent.

"You go in by self-reliance, whether you are weak or strong by yourself, this is a world of the jungle, and what you do is not under my management." With that, Long Xiaotian turned to leave, and the woman in white and Long Jiu behind him also followed.

The short man who guarded the door led Zhao Xiaojie and Claire into the camp of the Z people. As mentioned earlier, the Las Vegas gathering place is mixed, the same race gathers together, the same country gathers together, and all kinds of camps representing countries, races and skin colors fill the entire gathering place, and there are national hatreds and family hatreds between these camps, and there are genocides, such as South Korea and R Ben, R Ben and Z countries, as well as Russia, France, Britain, Germany, these countries have more or less hatred, and it is not uncommon for Z people to gather together.

The short man was saved by Zhao Xiaojie, so he was quite grateful to him, through the short man, Zhao Xiaojie knew that there were about 300 people from country Z in the camp, in fact, there were more people from country z before, and they were killed by other countries when they did not gather together, especially R himself. Before Long Xiaotian and his party arrived, people from country Z died every day, and even more sadly, they were captured as slaves by people of certain nationalities. The short man said that Long Xiaotian and their arrival brought the people of country Z together, and together they formed this small gathering place that only belonged to the people of country Z, which was equivalent to their safe house and home.

Zhao Xiaojie asked if he knew what Long Xiaotian was coming from, and the short man shook his head and said that he didn't know very well, Long Xiaotian was withdrawn here with the remnants of the 1st Ranger Division of the US Rangers, and it was said that even the US Army was polite to them. Hearing this, Zhao Xiaojie secretly said in his heart, it seems that the origin of those people is not so simple.

In the marching tent in one of the camps, Long Jiu rubbed his mustache and asked Long Xiaotian suspiciously, "Young Master, I really don't understand how you can be so tolerant of that ordinary boy?" He also asked him to bring in a foreign woman, the only one in our camp. ”

Long Xiaotian closed his eyes and took a sip of tea, and instead of answering Long Jiu's words, he asked the woman in white on the side, "Xue Qianxun, do you know why?" ”

The woman in white named Xue Qianxun said, "Because the young master is interested in him." ”

"Oh?" Long Xiaotian opened his eyes and said with interest: "Let's talk about it!" ”

Xue Qianxun will only remove the eternal ice on her face when she is facing Long Xiaotian, and she said quietly: "This person is not strong in terms of strength, but he has a ...... A very special feeling, it feels very similar to the young master before. ”

"Hehe......" Long Xiaotian chuckled: "Yes, this kid usually belongs to the kind of master who is full of food and the whole family is not hungry, but under certain conditions, he is a knife that does not bend, and belongs to the kind of person who can fight with his back when the blade is in the bone." He was able to hold on to my position for half a minute and still maintain 96 percent of his combat effectiveness, which shows that his perseverance is extraordinary. ”

Long Xiaotian paused and said, "Besides, we don't have enough manpower now......

Long Jiu was surprised: "Does the young master want to recruit him into the organization?" ”

Long Xiaotian nodded and said: "Yes, under the invasion of the T virus, the elite of our organization has suffered huge losses, and we urgently need to replenish the organization with fresh blood, if it weren't for the outbreak of our damn virus when we were about to exterminate the XE organization, we would not have caused the current organization personnel to be overwhelmed." ”

"However, we don't know his details yet, what if it's an undercover agent of the Black Dragon Society?" Long Jiu said worriedly.

"Humph!" Long Xiaotian snorted disdainfully: "The Black Dragon Society, it was destroyed by the founder of my Dragon Group decades ago, and now those garbage are just holding an outdated name, if they didn't have the support of the Liuchuan family, they would have been pinched to death long ago." ”

"Chihiro! In the past two days, you've figured out the details of that kid. ”

"Yes, young master!" Yukichihiro answered.

"Not bad, not bad." Long Xiaotian squinted his eyes and said something that people couldn't understand.