Poof!

The gray-clad young man had his eyes closed, and he fell straight into the mud with the door facing down.

Under the eaves of the corridor not far away, a pair of exoskeleton armor sat on the steps, and used the hand armor to cover the vertical eye-like decoration at the center of the helmet's eyebrows, as if he couldn't bear to look at the scene in front of him.

"Has he always been so brave?"

Li Jun inserted the ink knife back into the scabbard, and the big horse golden knife sat next to Ma Wangye, his tone full of puzzlement and surprise.

"I didn't expect that."

The eyebrows and red eyes lit up, and the melancholy voice of Ma Wangye came out.

"I also thought that this kid would be able to shine a little after being promoted to Mo Bahou, but I didn't expect that when I saw you, I would be like a demon in the color, and I didn't even need to fight you naked."

"The hungry ghost in the color? What words this is. The corners of Li Jun's mouth twitched.

The hand armor scratched the helmet and made a sizzling sound, "It seems that something is wrong, so let's change the word, call it brain-dead?" ”

"That's right, Zhao Qingxia's deflated calf is brain-dead!"

The red eyes shone fiercely, and Ma Wangye's tone was affirmative: "A craftsman who strikes iron has to fight with a martial artist, this is not a brain-dead thing!" ”

Li Jun glanced at the body next to him that was still twitching, and subconsciously nodded in agreement.

This Mo family practitioner named Zhao Qingxia is obsessed with martial arts, and he has indeed reached the point of going mad.

Every time you meet, you have to go it alone.

"It's not smart."

One person and one Jia looked at each other and smiled, and then fell into silence, and the atmosphere under the eaves suddenly became paradoxical.

"You've killed all the people here, why don't you go to the main house?"

The black armor that sat like a human was quietly closing the armor on his body.

"Don't worry, the gun shot the first bird, it's not a good thing in the past."

The ink knife was across his lap, and Li Jun's thumb slowly rubbed the hilt.

A faint hum of the activation of the machine suddenly sounded, and Ma Wangye's tone was playful: "What, I can't move anymore?" ”

With a swipe of the thumb, with a crisp click, an inch long cold smooth out of the scabbard.

"It's a little tired,"

Li Jun licked the bloody smell between his lips and teeth with the tip of his tongue, and grinned, "But it shouldn't be a problem to kill another sequence eight." ”

The night wind tightened suddenly, rolling the bloody qi that filled the world here.

"Hahaha!"

A hearty laugh suddenly sounded, and the nervous Li Jun was startled and almost drew his knife.

"The ninth thug nourishes the heart lake angry Jiao, and the eighth red blood nourishes the body of the red dragon. Regardless of whether you fight or not, you must have enough temperament, which is worthy of the martial arts sequence. ”

Li Jun let out a breath, pushed the knife back into its sheath, squinted his eyes and asked, "Listen to you, you know the martial arts sequence very well?" ”

"The origin of the two sequences of Mowu is deeper than you think."

The red eyes in the helmet looked at Li Jun with deep meaning, "At least the Mo family has never betrayed them, and even when Buddhism set up the Wujiu Absolute Household Plan, the Mo family group also took the lead for this." ”

"Otherwise, the people of the Ming Empire can't see such a thing as a martial arts injector at all."

Wu Jiu's Absolute Household .....

Li Jun's brows tightened, the murderous intent on his body was rolling endlessly, and there was a cold light in his eyes, "Why do the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism do this?" ”

Ma Wangye's tone was embarrassed, "I was tossed too hard, and the hatred is as deep as the sea." ”

Li Jun was stunned for a while, and couldn't understand for a while, how did men toss?

"In addition to Buddhism, who else has a grudge against martial arts?"

Ma Wang Ye said lightly: "Except for ink, the whole world is the enemy." The difference is just that some people make money and some people kill people. ”

Li Jun was silent for a long time, and at this moment he felt a piercing chill enveloping his body, "Why?" ”

"The tree is a big wind."

Ma Wangye was word-by-word, a simple four words, but he had already said all the reasons.

Li Jun's eyes were in a trance, and his faces flashed in front of him like a marquee.

Jinyiwei, Tianfu Heavy Industry, Bodhi Company.....

Dao order Yu Kou, Confucian order Gu Yong, Buddha order Mu Cuo.....

The intricate thoughts in my mind gradually became clear, and many questions seemed to have finally found answers.

Li Jun seems to understand a little at the moment, why a little muddy water robe brother was selected by the general banner of Jinyi Wei to be an informant, and he was also absorbed by Shudao Logistics as the head of the security department.

The reason is not complicated, you can fight when you use it, and you should die when you don't use it.

It won't attract the attention of outsiders, and it won't chill yourself.

"Wouldn't it be worry-free to kill them all?"

"On the one hand, I don't dare, and on the other hand, I can't."

"Before man learns to speak, he learns to fight wild beasts."

The armor raised his right hand and clenched his fingers.

"The action of clenching a fist is engraved in the genes, and it can't be killed."

"Why are you telling me this now?"

Li Jun's voice was a little dull, like thunder accumulating in the clouds on a rainy night.

"Although Zhao Qingxia is a Mo family sequence, he is a martial idiot. Even if I don't say it, he'll tell you. If you have a similar temperament, he will even go out of his way to help you. ”

Ma Wangye's voice was full of helplessness, "These people from the Mo family always help people at any cost. ”

Li Jun is no longer a young man who is ignorant of the world, so he naturally heard the other party's words.

"I, Li Jun, do things, and I never like to affect others."

"Bold enough."

Ma Wangye gave a thumbs up, and the words suddenly changed: "Although it is a loss to help, cooperation can be a win-win situation." ”

Li Jun pointed to Zhao Qingxia, who was unconscious not far away, "People are still fainting there, so you can talk to me about cooperation?" ”

"Haven't you seen those little talk books circulating in Huangliang's dream? The machine spirit is more powerful than the host. Lord Ma raised his hand and patted his chest, making a sonorous sound.

Regarding Ma Wangye's words, Li Jun did not doubt it.

In this armor, he felt a stronger threat than Fei Baiju.

This Mo Ba may not refer to Zhao Qingxia, but to this human-like exoskeleton armor, Ma Wangye.

Li Jun raised his eyebrows, "The things of the Confucian sequence are also useful to you Mo family people?" ”

Ma Wangye said as a matter of course: "Those who strike iron also need to replenish their brains." ”

Li Jun smiled dumbly, "How much do you want?" ”

"A quarter of the brain tissue section of Yang Zhan, the ancestor of the Yang family."

Li Jun was noncommittal, "Since it is cooperation, what can I get?" ”

"Seven grades of internal strength."

Li Jun held his breath in his chest and abdomen, forcibly suppressed the sudden violent heartbeat, shook his head and said, "It's not enough." ”

"You already made a fortune last time, and you want to open your mouth this time?"

"Sequence 7 is still early for me, and I can find it again without you. But if this slice is missed, I'm afraid it's hard to have it again, right? ”

The red eyes in the helmet dimmed, like a person being silent.

Li Jun's tone was flat: "And I don't want much this time, just add a small addition." ”

Ma Wangye pondered for a moment: "What a head." ”

"Tianfu Heavy Industry, Wu Jinfeng."

Ma Wang Ye smiled, leaned back, supported the corridor steps with both arms, and actually raised Erlang's legs.

"As long as you don't ask for things. A third, I helped you with this little thing. ”