The assassin's whole body was wrapped in a black night suit that could isolate body temperature, only two eyes were exposed, trying his best to restrain the breath of the whole body, lurking on the roof of the martial arts hall, at the moment when Wang Shixian opened the door of the martial arts hall, he turned into the martial arts hall from the skylight under the cover of the sound of the door, the whole person was lying on his back on the steel beam, the internal power controlled the heart beating at a very low rate, the breathing of the mouth and nose had stopped, and he maintained the most basic consumption of the body with a mouthful of internal breath, and used the sound received by his ears to perceive Wang Shixian's movements, as if entering a state of petrification, Turning over against the beam, relying on the two legs to hold the beam, the whole body stretched down, and with the downward momentum of the upper body, the bone needle held in the two deerskin gloves shot at the direction of Wang Shixian at the same time, and at the same time pulled out the long knife in the waist, let go of the legs, and the person followed the bone needle and hit straight down.

Wang Shixian sensed the abnormality when the assassin's internal state changed from static to moving, and with the assassin's attack on the bone needle, the mixed yuan hammer in his hand was also raised above his head, and he saw more than ten cold lights rushing towards him, Wang Shixian screamed, the internal force burst out, and the double hammer took off his hand and attacked the cold light, and the person rolled out to the side at the same time.

The relatively large defensive area of the twin hammers knocked most of the bone attachment needles into the air like interceptor missiles, and then continued to smash into the assassin who was rushing down from the air with unfinished momentum.

The assassin sighed in his heart, knowing that this was no longer possible, and the tip of his sword stabbed against the flying hammer, and the man took advantage of the momentum to bounce back onto the beam, like an ape, and after jumping a few times in the steel beam, he rushed out of the skylight.

Wang Shixian caught the falling Mixed Yuan Hammer, and was groaning, when a gust of wind blew, Zheng Tingjian stood beside him and picked up the bone needle that fell on the ground, frowned and asked, "Ah Xian, this needle is highly poisonous." ”

Wang Shixian nodded, looked at the skylight on the roof of the martial arts hall, and scolded wildly in his heart: What kind of brain-dead designed warehouse! There is still a skylight, it is about to become a fire escape, you can come and leave if you want, and block it one day, oh, no! Contact the engineering team tomorrow!

The black-clothed assassin rushed out of the skylight without stopping, no longer hidden, unfolded like a puff of black smoke, flew directly from the roof of the martial arts hall, landed outside the wall, and disappeared at the end of the road after a few flashes.

Soon, on the outer wall of the hotel where the Japanese martial arts troupe stayed, the figure of the black-clothed assassin appeared, he was attached to the curtain wall, the gecko moved quickly, and climbed in from an open window on the seventeenth floor of the hotel, the assassin closed the bedroom window, pulled down the masked scarf, and it was Momotaro's face, Momotaro took a few deep breaths, feeling a little tired, as Kuroda-ryu's upper ninja, under Zheng Tingji's nose, the assassination of Wang Shixian, whose strength was much higher than him, made him bear a lot of pressure, and he could only escape far away if he missed a blow.

"Did you get it? Momotaro-kun. Mie Okamoto appeared at the door wearing a bathrobe.

Momotaro shook his head bitterly, Mie Okamoto hid the disappointment in her eyes, walked to Momotaro's side, sat on the wooden floor, rested her chin on Momotaro's shoulder, leaned into Momotaro's ear, and persuaded softly: "I know it's not Momotaro-kun's fault, let's just work hard next time." ”

Momotaro felt the itching on his ears and groaned in his heart, will you want next time?

Mie Okamoto felt Momotaro's uneasiness, licked Momotaro's earlobe with her tongue, then grabbed it, and said in a greasy voice, "Momotaro-kun, you can do it!"

Momotaro let out a low roar and suddenly picked up Mie Okamoto sideways and threw her on the bed.

Fu Yuhua was still sitting in the command room, the assassination that happened in the martial arts hall had already appeared on a small screen on the wall, and the scene of Momotaro climbing the outer wall of the hotel had also appeared on the other screen, Liu Dong had already gone back to rest, and another technician was on duty, the mobile phone in his pocket vibrate, and Fu Yuhua took out his mobile phone and walked out of the command room.

"Good girl, are you up?"

"I'm going on a trip, that's a good thing! I'll transfer you some money later." ”

"It's class time? ”

There was a "beep" sound from the mobile phone that had been hung up on the other side, Fu Yuhua took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, the upper part of the hard cigarette box without plastic film has been seriously worn, the corners are exposed to white paper hair, open the cigarette box, there are three more in it, Fu Yuhua carefully pulled out one, lit the fire, and smoked in the fire escape. The pale yellow smoke rose up, and it became more and more intense under the dim yellow light of the fire escape, gradually bringing Fu Yuhua's emaciated figure inside.

On November 12th, Double 11 finally passed, early in the morning, the door of the Fuqing Martial Arts Hall opened, black sunglasses came in, and there were police officers at the intersection, and buses carrying Chinese and Japanese martial arts troupes from the north and south, and the crowd gathered at the door and injected into the martial arts hall.

Tang Youyou stood at the door to greet the heroes of all parties, Okamoto Mie smiled at him when he passed by, Tang Fat Man shook his fat flesh, his eyes did not squint, he had wanted to find a replacement for a while since he was dumped by Cheng Mengjia, and after being crazy for a while, he found that such a toss would only make him more empty, since the Mid-Autumn Festival went to Beijing, and after coming back, Tang Youyou stayed away from women, Okamoto Mie saw that the fat man had no reaction, and couldn't help but secretly scold him for not being a man.

Zheng Tingjian stood on the steps in front of the restaurant with a bowl of porridge, watching with satisfaction the Hongmen disciples passing by and saluting him one by one.

Zhu Yunlong's eyes lit up when he saw Jiang Li, and he ran to Zheng Tingjian in small steps and said, "Ancestor, today's martial arts competition Yunlong will live up to the prestige of this sect!"

Zheng Tingji smiled and said, "Just do your best!" Ah Li, why don't you give a salute when you see your uncle?"

Jiang Li could feel Zhu Yunlong's thoughts about her, which made her a little uncomfortable, and when she saw Zheng Tingjian speak, she had to say that her uncle stepped forward to give a salute.

Zhu Yunlong looked at Jiang Li on the steps, today she was wearing a slim white lapel shirt on her upper body, the metal decoration and pleated design on the placket of the shirt made Jiang Li's temperament bright, and the lower body was matched with a pair of noble and elegant houndstooth trousers, which looked fashionable and elegant, the early morning sun sprinkled on her body, the hair on her head fluttered beside her cheeks with the breeze, and it seemed to be plated with a layer of luster against the background of the sun, and then Zhu Yunlong's mind was a little trance-like in an instant, and then he saw Wang Shixian walking out of the restaurant, Zhu Yunlong thought that Jiang Li was this man living in the same building, eating in one place, and the sour water in his heart couldn't stop coming out, I really didn't want to meet him, so I said goodbye to Zheng Tingjian and walked quickly into the martial arts hall.

Wang Shixian felt a little inexplicable when he saw Zhu Yunlong leaving him as if he was hiding from the plague, how to say that he was also a card friend who had gambled together, and he seemed to have lost a lot to him that day, and there was nothing to offend him.