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    Wang Jian fought in corridors like this more than once, but the style was different each time. From the beginning of beating like a mad dog, to the methodical and orderly one, to the leisurely pace now, every process is now  Thinking about it, it is a great progress. In addition to technology, it is more of a change in mentality.  .

    When walking down the stairs, Liang Huanhuan wanted to take the lead, but Wang Jian stopped him behind him with his hand. In his hand, he only held a water-stained napkin and kept spinning it, keeping it twisted.  posture.

    Liang Huanhuan, who was rushed by him to protect the others, followed him with an unhappy face, saying that he was trying to show off, but Wang Jian just smiled and said in a pretentious manner: "Learn more.  This is also your future path.¡±

    The game that Shanova's old housekeeper wanted to play with Wang Jian was not actually weird, it was just a simple level-breaking game, but the level-breaking game set by Katyusha was really nothing compared to this game.  All the private soldiers and masters of the Sun Family are gathered in one building. These people are of the same type as the man who once penetrated Wang Jian. In the eyes of ordinary people, they are definitely top-notch masters, definitely the same as those of Shanova.  The security guards in the security company are not on the same level.

    "Wang Jian's situation this time is very similar to that one. He also has no superhuman abilities, and this time he may even lose the opportunity to be superman forever.  However, he didn't panic at all, he just walked down slowly with a smile on his face but murderous eyes.

    When a door that was the only way to the bottom of the building was pushed open, the people inside all stood up, looking like leeches smelling blood, and slowly squirmed in the direction of Wang Jian.

    And they are more dangerous than leeches, because even the most ferocious leeches just want some blood, but what they really want is life.

    But Wang Jian walked straight forward as if he hadn't seen him, with one hand behind his back and a smile. He really looked like a heroic man going to his death.

    However, among everyone, only Liang Huanhuan and Agou could clearly feel that the murderous aura in Wang Jian's body was even stronger before he even took a step. Even without looking at him, just a look from his back could make her immortal.  The girl instinctively retreated.

    She didn¡¯t understand why, but Agou¡¯s eyes widened and he murmured: ¡°White Tiger Star¡­has returned to his position.¡±

    "What?" Liang Huanhuan turned around and asked.

    But before Agou could answer, Wang Jian had already taken action, and after he took action, Liang Huanhuan no longer needed any explanation. She could see it clearly with the naked eye.

    The wet napkin in Wang Jian's hand seemed like a whip like a poisonous snake. When he swung the whip out, there was no terrifying sound of whirring through the air, but this seemingly violent whip was thrown out.  When it came to the person closest to him, the clever angle and precise force turned a cotton napkin into a sharp knife and rolled lightly over the other person's body but shattered the clothes.

    And in that stunned moment, the chopsticks held by Wang Jian's other hand also followed suit, passed through the man's chin, and the man had already landed on the ground when he pulled it out. The whole process was without delay, not even a single  Superfluous actions.

    However, the specially trained killers on the opposite side did not stop because of a neat death. Instead, they began to quickly find their positions and wait for the opportunity.  This is completely different from those stragglers who rush forward in a hurry. There is a lot of cooperation knowledge here.

    But Wang Jian seemed to have greased the soles of his feet. He approached a person in just a few steps without even looking at his movements, and then he was able to kill him in seconds without even using a single move.

    No matter whose initiative it was, no matter what angle it was from, whether it was long-range or melee, Wang Jian dodged them all. Even Liang Huanhuan's current reaction ability couldn't tell how Wang Jian dodged it, even with his eyes.  Wang Jian guarded every blind corner that could not be seen.

    "King Wu" Agou's eyes widened. The corpses on the ground were nothing to him. What really shocked him was Wang Jian's decisiveness and quickness when killing people. This connection was as motionless as a mountain and as moving as lightning.  This is definitely not something that can be achieved through practice: "It is indeed King Wu. Wang Sanyi might have been nothing more than that back then."

    "Actually, my dad is a little more powerful than me." Wang Jian pulled out the chopsticks from a killer's left chest with a smile, and said indifferently: "Maybe I won't be able to reach his height in this life.  of."

    By the time he said these words, three people had already fallen to the ground. Without exception, they were all killed with one hit. They were all considered masters, but they couldn't even react when Wang Jian attacked. Wang Jian was simply  Harvesting wheat instead of killing people.

    Of course, it¡¯s not that they don¡¯t want to but that they don¡¯t dare, it¡¯s that they simply can¡¯t do it. Wang Jian¡¯s rhythm and direction of movement and theAll kinds of strange angles caught them off guard, and more importantly, there was no difference between where Wang Jian was standing and where he was not.

    You know, when you are really fighting at a certain level, your eyes are not reliable at all. You can only rely on a kind of consciousness and an instinct. And Wang Jian didn't give them a chance to reflect. He seemed to be drowned in the surrounding environment.  , when others saw him, his attack was already close at hand.

    And what Wang Jian asked Liang Huanhuan to learn was this kind of technique that was not considered a technique. This kind of technique of chasing breath and attacking. Of course, Wang Jian didn't expect Liang Huanhuan to understand it now, but after all, she had a long life, and there would always be a chance.  She can understand it in one day, even without Wang Jian to teach her, but it will take too long.

    As for Liang Huanhuan, her only feeling was that Wang Jian was really sexy, and many attacks were beyond her imagination. After watching Wang Jian's actions, she regarded him as an imaginary opponent, but she found that even now her  Her reflexes and strength couldn't last three rounds under Wang Jian's hands. Even if Wang Jian's chopsticks couldn't pierce her skin, what if the chopsticks were replaced by swords?  What about replacing it with an awl?  No one dares to guarantee this kind of thing.

    On the other hand, everyone else, without exception, lamented how terrifying Wang Jian was. Although they knew early on that he was a killer and had seen how he looked when he killed people, those shocks were far less shocking than what Wang Jian was doing now.  He was doing something decisive and killing in a posture that made people feel numb when looking at this contrast.

    Especially his attitude. He used to kill people with hatred, but now he seems to not care at all. It's like pouring boiling water on ants. He is just playing with a playful mentality, or  ¡­He never took it seriously from beginning to end, and the river of blood was just a trivial matter that he laughed off.

    "This is what a tiger should look like, right?" Dawei hid in the corner and watched Wang Jian in the distance knocking people down one by one: "I don't even bother to compete with these low-class people."

    "This should be considered a textbook-level guide to killing" Yang Yue said with a trembling voice: "It doesn't take much effort at all to kill the enemy from the simplest and most lethal angle."

    One layer of slaughter followed another, and in the end, the shock at the beginning had been replaced by a kind of appreciation. Wang Jian's movements were really like an artistic performance, like Wuyou's sword dance, but it was a bit more fairy-like.  So elegant.

    In Wang Jian's words, martial arts is not specifically used to kill people, but this does not prevent it from being able to kill people. When it reaches an extreme, no matter which technique it is, it will become a kind of worship and affinity for nature.  , thus naturally adding a sense of beauty and becoming an art. What Wang Jian is demonstrating is an art of killing.

    When they came downstairs smoothly, the blond Miss Menying downstairs was trimming her nails with nail scissors with a leisurely expression. When Wang Jian walked up to her without staining his blood, she was even frightened, with a smile on her face.  With an awkward smile, he asked Wang Jian what services he needed.

    "Call someone to clean the house."

    After saying this, Wang Jian led the people out of the building. As soon as they walked out, they were instantly surrounded by anti-terrorism troops who had been ambushing them for a long time. Hundreds of guns were pointed at Wang Jian and his party.  In front of his head, helicopters from the sky suddenly came over.

    Wang Jian turned his head and glanced at Yang Yue, then shrugged: "We were tricked, right?"

    "So be it." Xiao Jin looked at his watch: "But"

    Before he finished speaking, a rocket suddenly shot out from a tall building with a long tail and hit the helicopter accurately. Just as everyone looked up at the exploding helicopter, dozens of  A smoke bomb fell in front of Wang Jian at the same time, followed by a chaotic gunshot, and then Xiao Jin grabbed Lao Wang and ran away.

    "But I'm ready." Xiao Jin curled his lips: "You really think I'm not prepared for anything? Are you so easy to mess with?"

    Of course, Wang Jian was in trouble this time, and it was a big deal The whole city was under martial law within ten minutes, and although they had already run away from the scene, it was only a matter of time before they were caught at this speed.  question.

    However, Xiao Jin looked at his watch disapprovingly, and then smiled sinisterly: "Now I know why Ni Bodhisattva asked me to come out. Do you know what the bag of tips he gave me?"

    Wang Jian shook his head silently: "I don't know."

    Xiao Jin chuckled and handed the note to Wang Jian: "The phone number, it needs to be broken into characters to get out the phone number. When the characters are broken down, it's just a phone number, which most people definitely can't do. Then do you know what this phone number is?"

    Wang Jian looked at the sea outside, then at the cargo terminal where he was and the Statue of the Goddess not far away, and shook his head slightly.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ???Grinning, then snapped his fingers: "It's time!"

    Not long after he finished speaking, a dark thing suddenly rose from the sea in front of themWang Jian was stunned when he saw it. This thingwas a submarine, and judging from the nameplate, it was a Soviet product.  .

    "Sister Yue, you should know, right?"

    "This is a nuclear submarine that takes on private work, right?" Yang Yue pinched her forehead and smiled: "You can find this?"

    "Why don't Mao Zi dare to do something? Back then, there were nuclear submarines that used drugs." Xiao Jin saw someone crawling out of the submarine and waving to them. She nodded and turned around and raised her hand: "As long as you have money, what can these guys do?"  You dare to do it! You want us to be unable to go back? It¡¯s a dream!¡± (To be continued.)
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