At this moment, on the rooftop, Zhao Xiaochen adjusted his breathing, looked at the back of the iron fist far away, and said loudly to him:

"Wait a minute, you explain to me clearly, you didn't kidnap people, why do you want to fight me!"

Originally, Iron Fist didn't want to pay attention to Zhao Xiaochen, but this question seemed to be very interesting, and when it came up to Iron Fist's interest, it was better to talk to this ignorant person."

"You really don't look like that Zhao Cannon's son, Zhao Cannon, who played with the stupid pig of Lei Zhan, you didn't inherit this kind of scheming at all. At some point, Iron Fist slowly turned around and continued to say to Zhao Xiaochen: "I fought with you, just to measure your container, now we are grasshoppers on a rope, we are all cursed people, I don't kill you but I can't kill you yet, if I kill you, I may not live long!"

Zhao Xiaochen saw very clearly that Iron Fist's face became very ugly, as if he had just woken up from a serious illness.

But Iron Fist's injury was not as serious as Zhao Xiaochen's, could it be that his body was already sick?

Zhao Xiaochen understood in his heart, and he could see that the prestige of the Iron Fist just now was gone, and he would definitely be able to knock him down with all his might, but Zhao Xiaochen was not a person who took advantage of others.

So Zhao Xiaochen stood still motionless.

"Tell me everything you know!"

Zhao Xiaochen understood something, and he wanted to understand it.

But Iron Fist just smiled slightly:

"If you want to know everything, you're going to hit me, and if you can't do it, then you don't want to know anything!"

Zhao Xiaochen clenched his fists, and the attitude of the iron fist made him very unhappy.

"You can't hold it anymore, I can hit you now!"

Iron Fist looked at the serious person in front of him, but he didn't care, although his body really couldn't hold it anymore, and even Zhao Xiaochen in front of him looked very confused, but he still insisted and said: "Okay, you can come now!"

"Whew!"

Zhao Xiaochen took a deep breath and adjusted his emotions.

At this time, he made a move, and the immortal man called it, so he chose to give up.

"Well, I'll take you down when you're well, but you have to tell me where I can find you!"

Iron Fist said, "You don't have to find me, I'll look for you when the time comes, and unless you're still alive!"

Then Iron Fist turned around and walked away, and when he opened the door, he turned back to Zhao Xiaochen and said a word.

"The ledger is on the desk of the president's office, if you want to rescue him, then this ledger is a key, and there is a phone call, use this phone to call!"

Then Iron Fist left.

When Iron Fist went out, the elevator door just opened, Lao Qi came out of the elevator, saw the state of Iron Fist, and immediately became furious, and rushed directly towards Iron Fist.

Iron Fist came out, which means that their battle is over, and looking at the appearance of Iron Fist, I know that it is a hard battle.

The body of the iron fist really can't hold it, even if it is facing Lao Qi, the iron fist is the remaining resistance force, but there is no strength to resist.

After a few moves, since it was Lao Qi, he had the upper hand, and his iron fist was punched in the chest, and he knelt on one knee in front of Lao Qi.

Lao Qi was taken aback.

Iron Fist is so weak.

But Lao Qi didn't know what to do.

"Company commander, you are actually ......"

At this time, Lao Qi did not forget to call Iron Fist as the company commander, although Iron Fist was already on the blacklist.

Iron Fist is now an internationally wanted criminal.

Now it looks, Iron Fist must be caught, but Iron Fist is not panicked at all, he knelt on the ground like this, so that his already frozen body would be a little warmer, so that it would not be so painful.

Lao Qi didn't dare to completely relax his vigilance, just looked at the iron fist and watched from afar.

After Iron Fist recovered a little, he said: "If you don't want Zhao Xiaochen to die too early, then you'd better let me go now, otherwise Zhao Xiaochen will have to suffer a thousand times more than I do now!"

Although his body was stiffening, his eyes were still the light that pierced through the glacier, which made Lao Qi have to believe it.

"What are you talking about, why are you involved in Zhao Xiaochen!"

Hum!

Iron Fist sneered: "You don't know, Zhao Xiaochen was born with congenital sepsis, he can't live to be ten years old, why is he still alive now!"

A thunderbolt fell from the sky, this is a secret, Zhao Dagang rarely mentioned it to others, and the secret has never been revealed

Others have brought it up.

It's just that Iron Fist must know about it, and he is one of the participants in this plan.

........

On the plane back, the white wolf accidentally found a nameless letter in his package, the white wolf was a little puzzled, and couldn't wait to open it, and immediately understood the handwriting.

This handwriting is Zhao Dagang's, he is too familiar.

It's just that the content of this letter feels a little strange.

There's no signature, no date, and it's more simply a sentence.

"I'm asking you only in the name of a father, don't let the people of the government grab the iron fist!"

It is a bit ..... that a dignified chief of staff of the Ministry of Defense is actually trying to shield an internationally wanted criminal

The white wolf inadvertently fell into deep thought.

It seems that there are many things he doesn't know, but the white wolf can know that this matter must have something to do with GT.

Although GT was stopped, but this is only a superficial job, such a powerful thing, it can be said that it is against the sky, if you don't study it, others will study it.

Moreover, the pattern of the world is so complex and diverse, there are as many countries as there are terrorist forces, and if you don't watch out for other countries, you have to watch out for these people, so GT must still be going on in secret.

And it has developed by leaps and bounds.

At the same time, on a small island that has never been marked on the map, here stands a very old church in the depths of the jungle, where the eerie sights of poisonous snakes and the fangs of wild beasts are all in sight of it.

A group of people in gray cloaks and demon masks are praying together like a cross, only this is not the Jesus of the West, but the devil who is also wearing a mask and spreading his wings, with teeth and claws.

"How much more time will it take for that big man to wake up!"

Their voices were all distorted by masks, and it sounded like a devil whispering!

"It will take a while, but victory in the holy war is at hand!"