Bai Jing stopped the car on the side of the road. She looked at Luoyang, and her inner emotions were reflected in her eyes. Nervousness, worry, fear, reluctance, and passionate emotions were so complicated.
Luoyang grabbed the fair catkin and said warmly: "Don't worry, everything has been planned, everything will be fine. After I go in, you drive out of Chang'an City and wait for me to call you, and you can pick me up again."
"I don't." Bai Jing refused.
Luoyang had a headache: "The Xuanwu Bureau can't release the news for fear of causing chaos, but you know the danger. It's safer to go out of the city and wait for me."
Bai Jing's eyes were firm: "Brother, if you are no longer here, I will not live alone."
Luoyang: "..."
After all, she is a woman from the Northwest, she is outspoken and outspoken.
He felt that if he encountered this situation again in the future, he should cover her mouth before she opened her mouth.
"Brother, I will wait for you outside. You have to remember that I am still outside. If you..."
This time Luoyang reacted in time and immediately raised his hand to cover Bai Jing's small mouth: "Since you don't want to leave the city, then at least stay away, otherwise what if Ji Zhong's spirit comes to you, what do you want me to do? You
Can you drive the car a few kilometers away and wait for me?"
"Yeah." Bai Jing nodded.
Luoyang took his hand off her mouth.
"Brother, be careful."
Luoyang smiled calmly, opened the door and got out of the car, closed the door and said, "Let's go."
Bai Jing drove the car in the other direction.
Luoyang walked to Tiangong Club.
There was a sign at the door saying "Closed", and there was no one at the door.
Luoyang entered the gate and walked towards the imitation palace building. His supersensory perception had already entered the interior of the club first.
There were three people in the club, two in the lobby on the first floor and one in a room on the second floor. The person in the room on the second floor was a woman with a gun, and the person in the lobby had a knife.
If nothing else, these two people are both killers of the Jiuli tribe.
Shi Junhao was sitting on a sofa at the end of the hall, and his scent had been locked.
The super-sensory perception swept through him and then withdrew. Ji Zhong was not an ordinary opponent. Perception locking was useless and was easily discovered.
Sure enough, Shi Junhao's voice came from the hall: "Why are you so careful? There are only three of you here, and there must be no less than 300 people ambushing you around."
Indeed, excluding the people from the Xuanwu Bureau who were in place, the number of special forces was more than 300. This was just near the Tiangong Club, and there were several layers of encirclement behind them, with even more people.
However, those are all auxiliaries, and there is only one main attacker in this operation.
Luoyang adjusted his coat.
This jacket was given to him by Hu Bufei. There is a miniature camera on the third button from the collar. What he sees can also be seen by people in the Xuanwu Bureau.
Luoyang walked into the lobby of Tiangong Club.
The hall was decorated with splendor and splendor, but there were only two people there, making it look empty.
Shi Junhao sat on a stage under the front wall at the end of the hall. There was a chair carved with dragons placed on the stage.
Heroes from all walks of life who come to the Tiangong Club to spend money almost all go up and sit on the dragon chair to experience the feeling of being an emperor. The dragon chair is fake, but you can experience the feeling of being an emperor afterwards. The truth is
On a sign next to the cashier, the bottom row says "95 Supreme Set Meal 8888".
The charges are a bit exaggerated.
Standing under the table where the dragon chair is placed is a middle-aged man with a short cut hair and a sheathed sword hanging on his waist. This man is not tall, but he looks very strong. There is no expression on his face and his whole body is full of radiance.
He smelled of danger. As soon as Luoyang arrived, his eyes were locked on Luoyang, and his eyes were cold.
Luoyang didn't take him seriously. The only person who posed a slight threat to him was the killer with a gun upstairs. After all, even with the reaction and speed of the ancestral witch spirit body, he couldn't be faster than a bullet, so he had to predict
It's very important, but who can guarantee that you won't make mistakes?
Luoyang spread his hands and said, "I'm here. Do you want to fight me first or talk to me first?"
Shi Junhao said calmly: "We really have to fight first. He is from the Jiuli tribe. He came from Myanmar to kill you. I said he couldn't kill you, but he said he must complete his mission. I can't say anything. After all, the Jiuli tribe
The killer comes out to perform the task, and either completes the task or dies. Just think of it as a warm-up and let me see if you have made any progress since we said goodbye to Qingdi Salt Lake."
A sneer appeared on the corner of Luoyang's mouth: "You are really troublesome, but it's good to warm up, so come on."
The middle-aged man suddenly started and rushed towards Luoyang. There was more than ten meters between him and Luoyang, but he sprinted almost two meters in one step, and he was approaching in the blink of an eye.
Clang!
The sword is unsheathed!
Luoyang grabbed the handle of the Nepalese military knife inserted in the leather holster at his waist, turned around and waved his arm, and a ray of cold light flew out from the knife.
The middle-aged man was startled and instinctively stopped, preparing to block, but that year the cold light flew diagonally from his head towards the second floor.
A female gunman who had just stepped out from behind a pillar and raised her gun to aim at Luoyang had not locked her target when a line of cold light cut through her neck. It was a line of blood at first, but it was washed away by the blood in a blink of an eye.
He spurted blood out.
She covered her neck in fear, but her brain had no blood supply. She fell to the railing within two seconds, then climbed over the railing and hit the floor of the hall with a thud.
The middle-aged man holding the sword suddenly woke up. It turned out that the person Luoyang was swinging the sword to chop was not him, but the gunman ambushing on the second floor. His reaction was also extremely fast. The moment the female gunman’s body fell to the ground, his body
With a flash of form, he broke through the last distance in an instant, and stabbed Luoyang's chest with a sword.
Luoyang just looked at the middle-aged man with a smile.
When the middle-aged man's sword was about to hit Luoyang's chest, his right arm suddenly stiffened and he lost control. The next second, his right arm was retracted, and the sword in his hand was placed on his neck.
, without the slightest hesitation, he wiped it cleanly, and then fell to the ground.
Blood on the ground!
The picture is very bloody, but the incident is also very joyful.
A well-trained killer rushed over with fierce sword moves and a rainbow of momentum. He committed suicide with one sword strike.
The two killers were eliminated just like that, very easily and simply.
Luoyang was a little dissatisfied with the process of dealing with the female gunman, because the result he wanted was to use the wind blade witchcraft to chop off the female gunman's head. But the actual result was that he only broke the female knight's neck.
To a third of the way. This is a very dangerous situation, because if the female gunman is likely to shoot him before dying.
It seems that this Nepalese saber needs to be spiritualized. After being spiritualized, the Nepalese saber itself has a certain amount of spiritual power, and the wind blade released will naturally be stronger.
Bang bang bang!
Shi Junhao clapped his hands a few times, then stood up from the fake dragon chair: "Wind Blade, you have learned something."
Luoyang noticed that the middle finger of his right hand had a green metallic luster. It did not look like a finger of flesh and blood, but more like a finger made of bronze and covered with patina.
That finger obviously did not belong to Shi Junhao, because Hu Bufei showed him Shi Junhao's information, and it did not say that Shi Junhao had undergone prosthetic surgery. Moreover, even if the finger was broken, who would use bronze for prosthetic limbs today in the 21st century?
Obviously, that is a middle finger with a story.
Shi Junhao simply raised his middle finger.
Luoyang frowned slightly.
It was an insulting gesture.
Shi Junhao said: "Don't get me wrong, I just want you to see it more clearly."
Luoyang asked tentatively: "What's going on with that finger of yours?"
A strange smile appeared on Shi Junhao's lips: "Don't you see it?"
"What do you see?"
"It's you
I thought you could see the things released from the Terracotta Warriors and Horses Pit No. 4 at a glance, but you didn’t know." There was a hint of ridicule in Shi Junhao's words.
"You mean the energy that creates the void?"
Shi Junhao walked towards the audience: "Yes, the correct term is not the energy of the gap, but the "shadow"."
"film?"
Shi Junhao said: "Aren't you and me yesterday just shadows? Yesterday's world is naturally also a world of shadows. This universe is actually a world composed of energy, and energy conversion constitutes matter and spirit. But today's people are too
I'm stupid, I can't understand the energy of spirit. The human soul is a real thing, but people nowadays actually say that they can't prove the existence of the soul. They can't even find their own soul, let alone an existence like me.
Already."
Luoyang understood a little bit. Aren't the Chang'an City of the Tang Dynasty he saw and the people he met in the Tang Dynasty all shadows? Energy will not disappear for no reason. The past time has not disappeared, but is in the world of shadows!
Shi Junhao walked down the steps and walked towards Luoyang, saying: "The world of shadows is everywhere, but normal people can't feel it at all and can't touch it. However, with this shadow finger, the problem can be solved. It is Chi You
The ancestor refined it with the energy of shadow. With it, I have a key. I can open the world of shadow anytime and anywhere, just like now-"
He suddenly raised his right hand high, pointed his middle finger to the sky, stirred it slowly, and recited an ancient and mysterious mantra.
A powerful energy field suddenly appeared, and a layer of faint colorful energy spots appeared on the shadow finger.
Wave!
An energy vortex appeared out of thin air and spread like a tide.
In an instant, a portal to the world of shadows appeared.
The energy vortex spread to Luoyang in an instant.
Luoyang suddenly shouted: "Stop!"
Shi Junhao sneered: "Stop when you say stop? You know what I want, give it to me, and I will stop, otherwise the entire shadow world will descend on Chang'an City and swallow everything!"