[I hope everyone can support the genuine version. Now the average price is only more than 280. I cried to death] Niu Haoling turned over the ancient locust tree, opened the door of the north room and took a look. There was no change in the layout of the room. It was still the same. It was so messy and dirty. When the door was opened, a damp and rotten smell hit my face. Pitt, who was following behind, was pushed back by the smell. He took a few steps back and exclaimed: "Oh, where is this place for people to live? This is a pig's nest!" Niu Haoling walked into the north room and frowned. He pondered: "Who is he? Could it be?" In a sparse wheat field, a graceful woman wearing a red velvet stood in front of a burly old man. The graceful woman was smiling and said with a smile: "Long time no see, Your Majesty, it feels like a century has passed since we last met." The burly old man held his head high and glanced at this graceful woman with sharp eyes. He looked at this graceful woman for a long time before sighing softly: "Li Ling, I didn't expect Hongye to be you." The graceful woman smiled charmingly: "No, you should have thought of it." The burly old man stared calmly into the eyes of the graceful woman and said in a deep voice: "Li Ling, you are me Those who have watched you grow up, tell me, what are your intentions in reorganizing Hong Tao?" The graceful woman smiled and said: "My lord, you are wrong again, Hong Tao has never disappeared, I just inherited the title of Hong Ye as a matter of course. "The burly old man had a gloomy face and looked directly into the eyes of the graceful woman. He sighed: "Niu Haoling is the person chosen by the old master. Please stop causing trouble here and go back with me." "Go back? "The graceful woman sneered and said: "What are you going to do? The Four Kings Association is no longer the Four Kings Association of the past. The Four Kings Association in the past could turn things around, but now, the big countries they supported have turned against them. The Four Kings Association has come to an end, and in this era, organizations like the Four Kings Association are no longer needed." The burly old man snorted coldly, and his face became even more ugly. The words of the graceful woman hit the Four Kings Association. The key. "Haha, now is an era of interactive communication. All interactions between organizations are based on what they need. The destruction of Hearts also tells me a truth. No matter how powerful you are, it can't be compared to guns and ammunition. I think of that life-and-death catastrophe. , I still find it shocking." The graceful woman tightened her hair on her forehead and smiled in a very cold tone: "I am very curious about what kind of person can have such firepower in that poor place in Southeast Asia. We have all the heavy firepower troops, and it¡¯s just to deal with our hearts. ¡°My lord, do you know who the other party is?¡± She didn¡¯t want to recall that catastrophe. Thousands of sisters gathered on a small island in Southeast Asia, but they were attacked from all directions. The troops encircled and suppressed, first time bombs were scattered all over the venue, and then the escaped members faced combat helicopters all over the sky, and special forces members all wearing powerful body armor. That kind of firepower equipment, even twenty years later, , can also be called an elite division. Thousands of the world's top killers have become the dead souls of this army in this inexplicable way, and there are only a few escapees. If it were assassination, a Heart member could easily kill nearly a hundred special forces soldiers through their killing skills and physical seduction. However, if they were to face them face to face, their killing skills would be of no use. One of the world's top killer organizations disappeared in the long river of history in such a dramatic way. The direction of the graceful woman's words is very obvious. At that time, the only organization in Southeast Asia that had such elite teachers was the Four Kings Association. The burly old man moved his right hand, and his tone gradually became colder: "If you are stubborn, I will take you back." He stepped forward, his burly body became as flexible as a spiritual ape, and his right hand rubbed his body. It slashed out diagonally at a ninety-degree angle, with a strong sound of splitting into the air. Before the palm could reach it, the sound of wind started to spread. "Hmph!" The graceful woman lifted up her skirt, swept out her slender right leg, and kicked hard on the wrist of the burly old man. The palm of the burly old man was extremely agile. The moment the graceful woman took off her leg, he flipped his hand. Grabbing, he happened to catch the graceful woman's kick before he could use any force. The graceful woman had already risen into the air, and a sharp, shimmering blade suddenly popped out from the tip of her left toe, stabbing straight into the throat of the burly old man. She was in the air, her sleeves flicked, and ten weak and imperceptible steel needles were thrown out from her wrist. In close contact, the wrist needles equipped with mechanical springs were three times more terrifying than the guns. The burly old man had no time to use force to sprain her ankle at this time. He quickly retracted his hand and rolled on the ground like a rather embarrassed lazy donkey, avoiding this series of killing moves. "Haha, my lord, your skills are still as good as before." The graceful woman stopped attacking and took two steps back.He said with a smile. The burly old man stood up from the ground and said in a cold voice: "If you don't study orthodox Kung Fu hard, you study these crooked ways." "Isn't Kung Fu just about killing people? As long as you can kill someone, does it matter what method you use?" The graceful woman moved her hands. With his slender fingers, he slowly slid through the air in front of him, his posture was extremely graceful. The burly old man sighed with some disappointment, and then his arms shook, and a very slight hissing sound came out in the air. This kind of blasting sound can only be produced by the drilling punch of Xingyiquan. He can achieve this effect by raising his arms, which can be said to have reached the pinnacle of boxing. ¡°I¡¯m telling you right now, crooked ways are of no use!¡± The burly old man straightened his left fist and straightened his chest, and his aura suddenly changed drastically. The graceful woman squinted her eyes and smiled: "My lord, you have gone crazy. Do you still need fists and kicks to kill people now? As long as I am willing-" As the graceful woman's fingertips moved, six patterns instantly appeared on the burly old man's body. A red dot. Between the eyebrows, temples, heart, right chest, legs and knees. The infrared light of the sniper rifle. The burly old man's body was frozen in place. He looked around with the corner of his eye and slowly adjusted his breathing. The six snipers scattered around are too difficult for a kung fu master. The sniper's attack distance is very long, and the power of the sniper rifle is too great. Once he is hit by a shot, it will be impossible to kill him with just one shot of flesh and blood. It's hard for the body to resist. ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? For the burly old man, it is difficult for ordinary bullets to hurt them. The body muscles of Huajin masters have reached the point where they can do whatever they want. As long as they encounter danger, the muscles can instantly contract to minimize the damage they receive. "My lord, with your ability, you can indeed escape from six snipers. You can even kill one or two if you want. But you have to pay attention, I am not a puppet." The graceful woman put her body on She took off the red velvet she was wearing and took two steps while wearing only a tight-fitting garment. At this moment, she looked like an unsheathed sword, her whole body filled with surging murderous aura. [The plot is stuck, I¡¯m depressed, I can¡¯t stop updating it, and once I stop it, I can¡¯t keep up with my previous thoughts. Hey, let¡¯s update this much for today, please subscribe~~]