"When he saw us walking out, Director Yang suddenly fell to the ground, holding his injured wrist and breaking into a cold sweat. He didn't know whether it was because of pain or fear.
"The policewoman walked around the table to Director Yang and helped him up, ah... she screamed, please be gentle.
"The female police officer also followed...and pointed at the table, director, look?
"When I raised my head and looked, I rolled my eyes and fainted. There were clearly two one-inch-deep palm prints on the table. I murmured: Is he still a human? This is a marble tabletop, how is that possible?"
"Impossible, impossible. He shook his head and stretched out his hand to make two palm prints. As soon as he touched the table, he heard the things on the table falling to the ground with a crash. The entire marble table turned into powder and floated in the air.
"Seeing all this, Director Yang rolled his eyes and finally passed out.
"What are you still doing? Why don't you hurry up and help?
"The few policemen who were arrested just now slowly walked over, thinking as they walked: Damn, why didn't I shoot you to death? You were the cause of it and almost killed us.
"Beijing National Security Bureau, a secret training base for the special service group.
"With a bang, the door of Wang Guohua's office was kicked open, and a big man with a big body and a round waist broke in, nearly two meters tall, with a square face and a pair of eyes shining brightly.
"When he saw Wang Guohua, he shouted: Team leader, do you feel it?
"Wang Guohua frowned and said: Lei Zhen, can't you knock on the door? My office door has been replaced more than ten times.
"Lei Zhen bowed his head in embarrassment: Team leader, am I not in a hurry? The evil force just now was too powerful.
"Wang Guohua stood up, walked to the window, looked to the northeast and said: Don't you think this force is familiar to you?
"Lei Zhen thought for a while and said: I feel it, but I don't know where I encountered it.
"The Hidden Mist Sect..."
"Ah...I remembered, the Kirigakure sect, the three major sects in the Japanese Shinto world.
"Yes," Wang Guohua stroked the scar on his chest: "I think the only person with such great coercion is Wuyin Chonglou, the great elder of Wuyin Sect.
"Fuck, is this old monster not dead yet? How did he come to China?
"It seems that he is quite angry. He is still so arrogant when he comes here. But he has the ability to be arrogant. It seems that few in our country can compete with him.
"Then what should we do? He will definitely do no good when he comes to China. Should we just let him continue to be so arrogant?
"Wang Guohua said: Go find Mi Yue and Haotian and ask them to go and see with you. But don't take action unless it is absolutely necessary. You are no match for him.
"Chen Dong suddenly jumped off the bed and looked outside with a solemn expression: "Damn it, he seems to be Yaozi's cousin, how did he provoke such a perverted enemy?"
“I found a black trench coat in the closet and put it on, opened the window and jumped out, and it didn’t end in the blink of an eye.
"In the lobby of the nightclub, there were more than twenty ninjas surrounding Lao Bian and a dozen of their brothers. Not far from them stood an old man, wearing a traditional Japanese kimono, with his snow-white hair in curlers. He looked very old.
His face was shining with a strange light, and the aura emanating from his body made Lao Bian and the others unable to move.
"Hmph..." A cold snort: Tell me, who killed Ichiro Yoshikawa?
"I don't know..." Mad Dog said with difficulty, mobilizing all his strength to resist the oppressive force.