"That friend outside, can you come in and talk?" a deep voice came from the master bedroom on the second floor.

Liu Ying was slightly stunned, and there was a vague doubt in her perception through the voice. After today's baptism of ice and fire, it seems that not only has the "seventh sense" been upgraded, but also his sixth sense can be comparable to that of a woman.

Liu Ying smiled slightly, shrugged indifferently, chasing each other for almost two years, this game should be over. Turning over and squatting lightly up the corridor on the second floor, he shook his hand and withdrew the "dumb rope" tied to the bodyguard corpse, and waved the rope to open the double door of the master bedroom.

The door slowly opened, and under the bright light, a big man in a military vest was holding the top tightly in the middle of the bedroom, his eyes wide open, glaring at the young man in a security uniform who walked in slowly.

"Who are you?" the thick-voiced man shouted.

"Tiezi, get out of the way. A soft, deep voice came from behind.

The head of the plate called Tiezi turned sideways nervously and unwillingly, and the gun was still firmly pointed at the killer in front of him, letting out half of the figure blocked by himself, a calm middle-aged man in pajamas.

"Who sent you?" asked the middle-aged man with a smile.

"Jiang Wenjie, I rely on !!"

Liu Ying, who realized that something was wrong when he heard the voice, was so surprised that he screamed out when he saw this middle-aged man who was 4 or 5 layers similar to Jiang Feng, and let the thorns on his teeth fall to the ground.

Jiang Wenjie was stunned and speechless, what do you mean?

Tiezi has followed the commander of the general to fight in the south and the north for many years, but today he was forced into a desperate situation, and since Liu Ying appeared, he has been trying to find an opportunity. However, the murderous aura emitted by the other party that has condensed into substance makes the self-proclaimed tenacious iron son only grit his teeth. However, as soon as this sentence came out, the pressure was suddenly relaxed, and Tie Zi was overjoyed and shot decisively, and at the same time stomped his feet to remind Ma Zhihuai, who was hiding under the bed, to make a move!

"Pap, pap, papa, uh~" The wind and sand swept up, and the dark shadows in the room flashed, like ghosts. When everything was quiet, the dizzy Jiang Wenjie only saw the young man in the security uniform change his position, Tiezi knelt in place, his hands covering his throat, and blood gushed out from his fingers unstoppable.

Under the bed, the pony who had watched him grow up was struggling to climb out of the bed with one hand. The pony, who was thrust into his throat from the face and throat by the spur kicked out by the "demon", finally failed to climb out of the bed and collapsed to his post without a smile.

"Boom", the sound of Tiezi falling to the ground woke Jiang Wenjie up, and he watched the gurgling blood released from the blood groove of the military thorn, and the blood in Tiezi's throat gushing left and right like a spring to his feet. Commander Jiang, who had been fighting horses for half his life, was so flustered that he retreated again and again, screaming hoarsely "Ah~Ah~" in his throat, losing all his composure and demeanor.

Liu Ying waved his left hand lightly, and the "night" swept through a ghostly light and withdrew into the crossbow, Jiang Wenjie and Jiang Feng were different, and they moved their whole bodies with one shot, and the commander of the southern region was assassinated?

However, the opportunity is rare, and if you want to be like today, by chance, tear open the security loopholes and face the "general"? That seems to be a fantasy, this opportunity is not only not expected by the other party, but also by himself.

After looking down and hesitating for a moment, I only heard two loud noises and screams of "Bang~Bang~" outside, and the window glass on the left hand side suddenly exploded, and it seemed that the trap I had placed outdoors exploded.

Squatting down to dodge the splashing glass debris, he raised his head and was about to make a move, his eyes contracted and he quickly jumped to the right, only to see that the wall suddenly broke open a large hole with a terrible alarm sound, and between the bricks and stones, a blue and black mechanical arm broke through the wall and crossed the diaphragm between the two.

The terrifying mecha coldly defied the insect-like killer through the hole, the extremely shocking metal fuselage was full of endless power and ruthlessness, and the stars of the night sky shone on the nanomaterials on the surface of the mecha, reflecting a faint light, and coating the fuselage with a dazzling brilliance.

The mecha master looked indifferently at the willow shadow in the corner of the room through the mecha, and punched it out with one arm!

The military mecha, known as the first land war machine in the new era, is not comparable to the simple armor made by the people of the "Octopus", and the owner of the "Fog Cliff" does not know where it is sacred, and in less than 5 minutes, a military mecha was used on the spot to participate in the war, the background is indeed intriguing, and the response can be described as fast and extraordinary.

The punch wrapped in the wind was like a sharp axe and a thunderbolt, and the fist was almost half the size of Liu Ying's body. Before the fist arrived, its momentum had pressed the enemy to nowhere to escape, which really responded to the sentence "the heavy sword has no edge, and the great skill does not work".

Liu Ying has no interest in using his "beating skills" to test the opponent's steel power, although Wang Lun always uses the nonsense that he can practice without dying after being beaten to deceive himself, and let himself be beaten, sticked, and stabbed, but he has never said that our kung fu can be so good that it can be beaten by guns and resist mechas.

Calmly watching the steel giant fist of the mecha swing in front of him, the hot and painful true qi in Liu Ying's body suddenly turned from gathering to dissipating, and from Zhou Tianliu to fixed-point spitting, the "ghost step" of repeated combat exploits, erupted!

The mecha master saw that he punched out, and the momentum was like thunder, and the opposite killer was crushed into slag before he could react, mixed with broken bricks and walls, and was smashed down the floor. How does flesh and blood compete with the first weapon of war in modern society?

As if doing a trivial matter, the mecha master withdrew his mechanical arm, looked back at Jiang Wenjie, and said respectfully through the intercom: "Commander Jiang, you are frightened, the master of the family happened to rush back to the villa 10 minutes ago, and when he heard the alarm, he immediately sent me to guard first, and then he will personally come to apologize to you, until then, I will always be here to protect your safety." ”

After all, he was a general who had been in a hundred battles, and Jiang Wenjie, who was frightened, quickly calmed down, panting and looking at the hollow black wall that was pierced by a punch, closing his eyes and breathing greedily into the air.

There was silence for a while, but there was no sense of security in my heart for no reason, and all that kept flashing in front of me was the ghost that tended to retreat like a god when Tiezi and Pony were killed just now. Did this ghostly killer really die so easily? What did the chaotic environment make you seem to overlook?

Hearing Adjutant Liu's hurried call, Commander Chiang opened his eyes and found that the room was surrounded by heavily armed soldiers.

Collecting his emotions and nodding at Adjutant Liu, Jiang Wenjie turned his head, ready to be "amiable" and have a good exchange with the young mecha master standing aside, every mecha master is a precious talent, they are the objects that even they need to manage and accept with their hearts.

Suddenly, the shot of another younger demon slowly entering the door suddenly flashed in front of him, and he suddenly understood what he had been feeling that he had been ignoring in his heart.

"Oops! He's here to kill Feng'er!He's gone to find Feng'er!" Jiang Wenjie instantly roared with a hideous face towards the mecha master who wanted to make friends just now:

"Go and protect Feng'er, go quickly, Feng'er has something to do, I want Luo Tai to accompany the funeral!

At the moment when the giant fist of the mecha fell, Liu Ying ran the "ghost step" to slip around his arm, and quietly passed under the armpit of the mecha, avoiding the sight of the mecha division and Jiang Wenjie, avoiding several waves of soldiers rushing towards this building from everywhere, and quickly reversing to another building eight hundred meters away.

"Ghost Step" and "Beaten Skill" are two life-saving skills that Wang Lun taught himself since he was a child, Wang Lun once bragged that "Beat Skill" can be invulnerable if practiced well, King Kong is not bad, and "Ghost Step" will not be much inferior to the teleportation in the anime game after it is completed.

In this regard, he generally sneered at him and argued with him, laughing at him that no matter how much he practiced, he couldn't withstand a bullet, but on the other hand, he was bored and practiced hard, and he was reluctant to slack off.

For more than ten years, although he has not reached the realm of "Dacheng" described by Wang Lun, he has indeed brought himself strength, endurance, speed and nerve reflexes that are different from ordinary people.

Especially in the past year and a half, dancing on the edge of death countless times, being seriously injured and struggling to survive, these two exercises have grown and transformed unconsciously.

Nowadays, even under the protection of internal force without running the "beating work", the car with a speed of 60 kilometers per hour cannot hurt itself, and the density and elasticity of the body have changed strangely;

"Ghost Step" has allowed him to play countless tricks, Wang Lun originally said that he was talented in this mastery, and he was very optimistic that he could practice to the legendary Dacheng realm, and now it seems that it is not far from that day.

When Liu Ying stepped on the pre-dawn night and easily touched the bushes downstairs at the destination, it was unusually quiet, with no moon or stars but bright lights. Under the light of the courtyard porch, several heavily armed guards stood guard downstairs, looking in the direction of the shootout from time to time.

Moving upwards, the façade of the French-style villa is covered with stone smooth as a mirror, and a small terrace with an atmosphere cantilevered on the third floor sits a man drinking beer.

The man is about 20 years old, wearing only a pair of pajama pants, and his shirtless upper body is not strong, but his muscles are fair and well-defined, and his face looks unusually feminine and handsome in the interweaving of light and dark. The thin lips were tightly pursed, showing pale and sickly signs.

Liu Ying stared at the face that appeared countless times in this nightmare, and a stream of blood instantly rushed to the top of his head:

pushed away the bodyguard and rushed into the grass house, Ka Mei's young body was covered with knife cuts, the blood was dried and pale and dead, and she curled up in a picture of death;

was hit in the crotch by a flying knife, howling and begging for mercy while crawling, crying that my father is the commander, and I have to be buried with Liu Kaiming when I die;

In his confusion, he was slammed away by Wang Lun, and watched the sniper bullet explode a big hole in Wang Lun's chest, and the picture of blood splashing;

He hugged Wang Lun and covered his wound in vain, but Wang Lun smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm fine, run." ";

Jiang Feng screamed as he crawled: "Scrape him, scrape him alive!", the shrill voice became more and more distant in his mind, more and more slowly, and the heart-rending pain wrapped the picture of the collapsed consciousness suddenly exploding;

When he regained consciousness, he only saw the corpse of the sniper standing on the edge of the jungle blankly with the "night", the corpses of the bodyguards everywhere were in different shapes and fragments, and Jiang Feng cried and ran into the distance in the distance, and he raised a knife to chase but fell into the sudden dramatic pain, and fell to the picture of his head in his hands.

All kinds of pictures repeatedly rammed the brain like a marquee, falling into a state of madness, and the willow shadow who was about to crack forgot everything, and involuntarily stood up and pulled out the gun and shot angrily!