This black man's seemingly casual words made Lin Yu shocked.
You know, Lin Yu's casual throwing skill just now seems simple, but in fact it requires extremely strong strength and precise control.
Because what he used was not a hard stone, but a soft cement wall gravel.
If the force is slightly off when thrown out, the rubble will be shattered first before the wall is caved in!
Not to mention ordinary special warriors, even ordinary mystical masters cannot do this!
So if it is true as the black man said, there is a group of people upstairs who can do this, then the strength of this group of people must be extraordinary!
"Yes, they can do it too!"
The black man nodded to Lin Yu with great certainty and said, "I saw them perform with my own eyes!"
Lin Yu's expression became more solemn and he asked urgently, "You can see clearly, what I threw into the wall was a piece of soft cement gravel. Is this the same kind of stone they threw?!"
"almost……"
The black man squinted at the piece of gravel embedded in the wall at the corner of the stairs, nodded, and said, "They also picked up a piece of gravel from the broken cement floor and threw it into the wall!"
Hearing the black man's words, Lin Yu couldn't help but be startled, his heart was agitated and he was extremely surprised.
It seems that there are indeed extremely powerful masters in this building!
"Sect Master, what's wrong?!"
Kui Mulang, Yanzi and Yunzhou were a little surprised when they saw the change in Lin Yu's expression, and hurriedly came forward and asked urgently.
Lin Yu shook his head slightly, and did not bother to answer them. Instead, he asked the black man eagerly, "You said you have seen these people perform this trick with your own eyes? Then you should know what they look like, right?!"
The black man frowned, looked Lin Yu up and down, and said, "They are not tall, about the same size as you, and their body is as thin and dry as you. No, no, they are stronger than you, and their skin is yellow and black...
…”
Although his words sounded a bit harsh, they did not mean any sarcasm, because what he said was true. Compared with the taller and stronger black men, Lin Yu did appear a bit short and thin.
Lin Yu frowned and thought for a while, then asked in a deep voice, "Does that mean these people are also sub-races?! They are dark and thin, are they from the Southeast Region?!"
At first, he thought that the people described by the black people were from the Sword Master Alliance, but when he heard that their skin was dark and thin, he was a little confused for a moment. This skin color sounded a bit like people from the Southeast region.
But if this group of people were from the Southeast Region, he really couldn't figure out where they came from.
You know, the monastery that poses the greatest threat to them in the entire Southeast Region has already been wiped out by him and the assassination brigade led by Mr. He!
"This, we don't know..."
The black man spread his hands and shook his head helplessly, saying, "I had only been in contact with them for a short time and had no chance to communicate at all!"
"Well, thank you for providing me with such important information!"
Lin Yu nodded solemnly, then asked Kui Mulang and Yun Zhou for two bottles of water, and threw them to the black people to use as supplies on the way.
"Thank you! Thank you!"
The black man, Nader and others thanked him again and were extremely grateful.
"Before I leave, I really want to know, who are you?!"
The black man looked at Lin Yu with curiosity and asked, "You are definitely not from the assassination team. Although they are also a very powerful team, they are not as powerful as you!"
"You guessed it right, we are indeed not from the assassination brigade. I am from the Yanxia Military Aircraft Department. My name is He Jiarong!"
Lin Yu went straight to the point.
Now that the matter has come to this, he has no need to hide these people and directly reveals his identity.
"He Jiarong?!"
Unexpectedly, the black man, Nader and two companions were shocked when they heard the name, their eyes suddenly opened wide, their faces were full of surprise, and they seemed to be greatly shocked.
"The Shadow Spirit of the Military Aircraft Department—He Jiarong?!"
The black man checked Lin Yu's identity in disbelief.
"Yes, it's me!"
Lin Yu nodded calmly, thinking to himself that he had never expected that he was so famous internationally, and that even these mercenaries knew him.
"You...you are indeed here!"
The black man opened his mouth and said in great surprise.