Wang Bao was born late after get off work, and he didn't know who the other party was. He saw him killing two innocent passers-by and want to kidnap a girl. Since he had encountered this, he certainly couldn't ignore this matter. But after getting started, he found that the other party was also a master, and his kung fu was very similar to Muay Thai that had been staged on TV. He made a sharp and vicious move. It was probably because he hadn't really attacked for many years, and his kung fu was a little unfamiliar. He was in danger several times, but after fighting dozens of moves, he found the feeling of the years ago. The sword light was as bright as snow, and he forced the other party to escape. He chased him until he was here. There was still a group of people fighting. After the current person rushed in, he stopped to confront him at the same time.

Like his opponent, they are both small, strong and dressed in black. The person who confronted them was actually two teenagers of seventeen or eighteen years old, and their kung fu was very pure. Xingyiquan and level eight fist were not people who became monks halfway.

People who can practice kung fu to his level are not stupid. As soon as Zhou Yu spoke, he understood what the other party meant.

Ignore and use the surrounding environment to force you to increase your psychological pressure. Make you anxious and irritable. I will be able to cut off your legs with one knife.

"Young brother, your vision is very poisonous! Haha, that's right, the sword technique is passed down from the family, and it is the ground sword that was popular in the Rehe area in the early years."

"Sir, do you have some connection with Sun Delu, a senior master who is skilled in using swords?"

"By seniority, I should call Sun Delu "Master". The family ancestor is one of his eight disciples."

"Oh, it turns out that Senior Wang is still a descendant of celebrities, and he is disrespectful."

"Haha, I don't dare to be it. Look at the two little brothers, they are also very pure in their kung fu. I guess they are the descendants of famous families. I wonder which grandson is the master of your ancestor... I am finally anxious. I'm waiting for you, fight!"

Mengtuo and Walong finally couldn't wait. The situation was getting worse and worse for them. If they delayed, they might have to fall here tonight. Although the mission failed, it must have caused certain consequences. Even if the master cannot fulfill all his promises, half of them should be there, right?

But if you want to retreat safely, you must get rid of the three annoying guys in front of you. What’s even more annoying is that the other party actually pretended that he did not exist and was chatting around on his own. Damn it!

The two have been partnering for many years. They have been invisible in Hailong Temple for many years and have been training each other. Often, they can tell what the other person is thinking with one look or gesture. One takes action, and the other takes action with the other person.

This time, the action was a hundred times more dangerous than the last time. Both sides took out their unique skills, either you die or I die, and I will never stop until death!

......

After receiving the news, the fat white man was stunned on the spot, and then a mouthful of blood was sprayed out along his mouth, dyeing the whole piece of his chest and lace up.

He miscalculated. Not only did he miscalculated. Many people in Beijing did it, including those master-level masters and powerful people.

Unexpectedly, the other party was so vicious that he would choose an ordinary person to attack.

There is someone else who attacks secretly. Even if you are determined to stop it now, it is too late. Moreover, the serious consequences have already been caused!

His body was shaking and about to fall down. The members of the operation team around him quickly supported him, "Bai Teng, are you okay?"

"Get out!" The little eyes were covered with red silk in an instant, as if they were about to explode, and the fat white man shook his arms, shaking away all the people who came to support him. He staggered to the window, pressing his trembling hands on the window sill. The glass window frame in front of him turned into powder, and even some tiny residue was left.

The wind on the upper floors was very strong, the window glass suddenly disappeared, and the surging night wind poured in. The blew the room into messy and the clothes were rushing.

Witnessing the dark room twenty meters away opposite. The fat white man slowly clenched his fists, clenched his teeth, and his eyes burst into unconcealed murderous intent and fierce murderous intent.

He turned around and shouted: "Follow me and kill those bastards!"

"Baiyutang, where do you want to go?" The drizzle and wind can dissolve all the tyranny and perverted in the world. The middle-aged beauty wearing a silver cheongsam, wearing a bun and graceful figure, instantly dispersed the murderous intent of Congruent Solid.

"Leng, Director Leng?"

Except for the fat white man, all the members of the operation team opened their eyes widened. Only a very small number of people had seen this legendary director. Half of the people present witnessed their true face for the first time. They forgot who she was for a moment, and were shocked by her beautiful face and graceful and noble temperament.

"You all go out and stay outside. Without my orders, no one can move. I will talk to you, Team Bai."

"yes!"

They all looked straight and moved neatly, leaving the room. They brought their backhand to the door and stood outside the door, their hearts were still pounding. Is this the boss of the Secret Service? The legendary Director Leng? The sweetheart who Baitou had been thinking about for decades? The difference between the two of them seems to be a little bigger!

All the members of the action team standing outside looked at each other, and their gossip was flying all over the sky. For a moment, they even forgot about the serious incidents around them.

Indoor, Leng Qingfrost's clear phoenix eyes stared at the fat white man and said, "Bai Yutang, tell me, where did you want to take someone just now?"

"Junior sister, me?"

"Call me, Director!" Leng Qingshuang's pretty face was as deep as water.

"Yes! Director." The fat white man shivered and said loudly.

"Do you want to take people to kill Chazhima? Kashyapa?"

“…”

"Do you have evidence?"

“…”

"Why do you kill someone without evidence?"

“…”

"Even if you kill him, how can you explain to Thailand? They are here to exchange Buddhism and take the official approach. Do you want our Secret Service to be embarrassed internationally? Hum? Answer me?"

Leng Qingshuang asked questions one by one, and the fat white man choked. He pursed his lips tightly and had a blue face. He couldn't answer. But those ordinary people could not be killed so innocently.

"It's Chazhima?? It was done by Kashyapa, and there is no need for evidence. If they are captured, everything will be clear."

"What if he doesn't admit it?" Leng Qingshuang sneered.

"I have a way to make him admit it!" said the fat white man word by word.

"Testing confession?"

"......yes!"

"Yumi..." Tan's mouth just opened, but when she saw the Yin Hong on the white fat man's chest, Leng Qingshuang's tone became softer, and she said, "Senior Brother, I understand your mood. But even if you kill Chazhima now, it will be useless."

"What should I do? Could it be..." Fatty white man said angrily.

"Shh!" Leng Qingshuang, like a little girl, raised her green onion and jade fingers to block her moist light pink lips. "Of course you can't do nothing, but if you want to do it, do it ruthlessly!"

"Junior sister, what do you mean?"
Chapter completed!