After dinner, the two of them went to the casino to play, and Wang Ping practiced the Yijin Sutra in his room by himself, and did not stop practicing until eleven o'clock in the evening. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info felt the strength of the internal force of the Yijin meridian in the body, moved his hands and feet, Wang Ping quietly came to the top floor of the Fugui and found a corner to hide.

It didn't take long for there to be some noise on the quiet boat, and occasionally a few gunshots, and it was clear that the McDonalds had already done it. Wang calmly hid in the corner and waited until it was quiet again before coming out, listening carefully to the surrounding movements, and walking towards the nearest room.

Standing against the wall, Wang Ping reached out and knocked on the door, and the sound of rustling in the room stopped immediately, and there was a strange crisp sound, similar to the sound of pulling the bolt on TV. There is no doubt that the person inside should be holding a gun, Wang Ping judged this in his heart, and then held his breath and carefully stared at the movement of the door.

'Click! A soft sound of the door came out, Wang Ping didn't wait for the other party to fully open the door, and slapped it violently, directly hitting the person who came, spitting blood and flying back to the room. But Wang Ping's attack did not end, he stepped hard under his feet, rushed in with a fierce momentum, and flew over after the person who had not yet seen his appearance clearly, and the double dragon with eighteen palms of dragon in his hand took water and slammed it on both sides of the opponent's temple.

'Smack! A crisp sound sounded in the room, but it was the other party's head that was exploded by Wang Ping's move. In an instant, blood and brains splashed everywhere, which also poured Wang Ping's face, and at the same time woke him up from the killing intent in his head.

Wang Ping withdrew the prepared hidden dragon in his hand, his throat moved, and finally forcibly suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and quickly stuffed the other party's corpse into the closet next to him, and then walked out quickly.

It's just that as soon as he walked to the door, Wang Ping was suddenly stunned, and then shook his head with a wry smile and turned back. After retching a few times in the bathroom, Wang Ping cleaned the blood stains and residue on his body, and then came out in clean clothes. After hesitating for a while, he opened the wardrobe, searched for the things on the other party with a slightly pale face, and got a pistol, a submachine gun and some ammunition. Place the submachine gun and ammo in the ring space, and the pistol is tied to the belt along with the holster for easy access. Then he picked up the other party's walkie-talkie to regroup his mood and walked out.

Although there was no firefight, no fighting, and no accidents, Wang Ping's experience can be said to have increased a lot. When he came out again, his mood was much calmer, and he even felt that his ears and eyes were much more sensitive, at least there was no interference from the drum-like heartbeat just now.

Wang Ping walked quietly and quickly in the corridor, paying attention to all the scenes around him. Suddenly, two faint footsteps came into his ears, and Wang Ping stepped a little and quietly entered the room next to him. After listening carefully for a while, I found that the footsteps were slowly amplified, but they came from around the corner.

It should be two people, the footsteps are steady, it should be a man or a trained person. Wang Ping speculated in his heart.

Then he reached out and pulled out his pistol, pondered for a moment, shook his head and tucked it into the ring space. I searched around the room and picked up a coat rack the thickness of my arm. After waiting for a long time at the crack in the door, I finally saw two people dressed in red walking by, each holding a submachine gun in their hands.

Wang Ping waited with bated breath for the two to pass, then quietly opened the door, rushed out on tiptoe, and hit the back of the two of them with a hard hand, and the two robbers felt the movement and turned back sharply, but it was too late.

'Bang bang! There were two muffled sounds, and the heads of the two robbers fell to the ground in a strange shape. Wang Ping grinned and pulled the coat rack into the room along with the bodies of the two. This time, I got used to it a lot, and I didn't do things in a hurry. Carefully check the things on the two of them, and everything that can be used is stored in their own ring space, and the walkie-talkie is no exception. Although these things can't be brought to the real world, they can be used in other story worlds, and they can be used well in some cases.

After dealing with all this, Wang Ping found a metal bat and took it out, and then swept the room by room cautiously and carefully. He also recovered from the various uncomfortable symptoms at the beginning, and slowly became familiar and habitual. Of course, habit does not mean numbness, and his heart will still be uncomfortable, wanting to vomit, his body trembling, etc., but he tried his best to ignore it. Fortunately, he used his own kung fu and some cold weapons, even if his hands trembled, it did not affect the force of the other party to kill, so he was also used to this rhythm while shaking, and occasionally he could hum a few small songs calmly to relieve the pressure, and slowly found his stable mentality, and his movements were more rapid and skilled.

Soon Wang Ping swept the first two floors of the Fugui, and all the robbers, including the wheelhouse, were swept away by him. After instructing several sailors to call the police and sail back to Hong Kong, Wang Ping walked downstairs.

The next few floors are the main combat zone, so he walked very carefully, but strangely he didn't see the enemy, and when he was confused, there were suddenly bursts of gunfire in front of him, Wang Ping followed the sound to find it, but found that the source of the sound turned out to be a small movie theater.

recalled the plot, Wang Ping pushed the door in, and sure enough, there was a funny repertoire full of fun being staged inside.

"No bullets, fist hits!" Meng Bo, who was dressed in white and suspenders, put on a posture and said to the two robbers.

Kiyoko Imamura, who was beside Meng Bo, looked at him with adoration in his eyes, making his chest stand taller.

The two black men nested behind their seats glanced at each other, stood up in unison, and their height of far more than two meters instantly made Meng Bo and the two dumbfounded.

"Two or three are okay, huh?" Kiyoko asked with a hint of uneasiness and hope.

"Beat him!" The two big black men shouted, and then strode after them.

Meng Bo was stunned for a moment, and shouted in a hurry: "Hurry up!" Then he took Kiyoko's hand and ran quickly to the back door.

It's just that the tightly locked back door dashed Meng Bo's hopes, and he was even more panicked, and he hurriedly grabbed Qingzi's hand and asked anxiously, "What can I do now?!" Then he was stunned for a moment, and suddenly said: "No, no, this sentence should be said by you." ”

Kiyoko was stunned, "I said? Okay, what now? ”

Meng Bo's expression changed, and he instantly activated the hero mode, and said confidently: "Don't worry, it's okay!" You stand here and I'll deal with them. Then he walked out with his head held high, but he had only taken two steps, but he was instantly sent back by the opponent's foot of more than fifty yards.

Qingzi looked at the footprints on Meng Bo's body, and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?" ”

"Don't worry! Nothing at all! Meng Bo replied with a bright smile and said freely, but the smile on his face after passing Qingzi instantly turned into unbearable pain, and he looked very uncomfortable.