Lu Ze just turned his back to the sky in front of He Sa without any precautions and jumped down at will.
Pictures flashed in front of his eyes quickly. As soon as the third floor passed, Lu Ze hooked his hands forward, firmly grasped the outer edge of the balcony, and hung on the 21st floor.
The movement is light and silent, but it carries a sense of power and beauty that makes your scalp numb.
The movement only paused for less than 0.3 seconds. Lu Ze let go again and his body fell naturally again.
The glass door in the balcony was like a movie reel, with Lu Ze's calm face constantly flashing across it.
18,15…
12th floor!
The moment he was about to reach the 12th floor, Lu Ze clasped his hands together, his body hanging straight in the air, swaying forward lightly on his toes, and landed silently.
The undecorated rough floor and simple glass door reflected the young man's slender figure, as well as the simple training ground in the empty hall and Lu Ming, who was tied to an iron chair in the center of the venue.
Of course, there is also the short-haired man wearing a leather jacket on this hot summer day.
A six-sided and octagonal Tang sword wrapped entirely in black sandalwood was casually held in the arms of the short-haired man. He stood opposite Lu Ming, staring at the young man with indifferent eyes.
He is Shadow 229, different from Shadow 257 who died in the battle at Fengyun Network Center.
He does not have much ambition to advance to a high position. He deeply understands his position as an executor and tool man. Compared to leading a party, he prefers the Tang sword [Hanling] in his hand.
Complete tasks at the most efficient speed and gain more time to practice martial arts.
This is what he pursues.
As for how many people need to be killed during the execution, whether the people killed are right or wrong, good or evil... that is beyond the scope of thinking.
He was a little surprised that Commander Ji Wu would care so much about the neon man wearing a black pattern with a feather ori.
The other party's temperament was very cold and arrogant. The indifference in his eyes was not directed at a certain person, but was indifferent to everything he saw.
Except for one thing, except for the unsheathed sword in his hand.
This point was quite recognized by Ying 229, so he followed Ji Wu's order without saying a word and took Lu Ming to the empty and rough training ground on the 12th floor.
Then he stared at the thin boy with wolf-like eyes, his eyes indifferent.
Suddenly, a slight sound came from his ear.
Human voice?
Ying 229, who had a keen sense of hearing, looked back, and his pupils instantly shrank to pinpoints.
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Under the TV Tower at No. 47, Tai Sun Road, Mushe, who had just arrived, finally felt the vibration of the communicator in his hand.
He pressed the purple button as Lu Ze told him before.
Then put the communicator to your ear.
A voice full of metallic texture came, "General Marine, you are very fast. I really didn't expect you to be so abiding by your promise. I personally admire your seriousness, so you are qualified to get it."
Rewards for the first phase.”
"Next to the D2 entrance of the TV Tower, there is a vending machine. If you walk over, you can find a second communication machine behind the vending machine, and then you can have a 30-second conversation with your brother. Thank you for my Kindness, and thank you for your seriousness."
It was obvious that the owner of the metallic voice was in a very happy mood at the moment.
Mushe's eyes suddenly froze. When he heard this sentence, he finally knew what happened to Lu Ze!
However, he was unable to answer at this time. No matter how realistic the voice was, it would still be exposed to the ears of an expert.
All Mushe could do was to rush behind the vending machine immediately, grab the machine body with one hand and pull it back.
A delicate and compact white communication device is embedded next to the buckle.
Mushe looked at the white communication device. Even though he was known for his calmness, cold sweat broke out on his palms at this moment.
How could General Lu Zezhan entrust such an important matter to him?
Wait, what did Lu Ze tell him...
Follow the instructions from the communication machine?
Thinking of this, Mushe's strong execution ability was immediately revealed, and he directly turned off the white communication machine.
This instrument seemed to be equipped with a biometric sensor device, and when Mushe held it in his hand, it activated itself instantly.
A curtain of light came out, and the ripples intertwined and quickly woven into a real picture.
The video should be taken from the side and above.
It was an empty training ground.
There is a plain floor, white walls, and a solitary person sitting among them.
A thin young man was tied to an iron chair with stubborn eyes.
Opposite the iron chair, a man in leather clothes leaned quietly against the wall holding a Tang sword wrapped in an ebony scabbard.
Although the young man's face looked young and immature, he could clearly see the outline of his expression similar to Lu Ze's.
And the man in leather...
Leather jacket...
Mushe suddenly remembered the scene where he once fought with a group of leather-clad men outside the Fengyun Network Center.
That's the exact same coat!
Could this matter be related to Fengyun Network Center?
Thinking of this, Mushe was extremely shocked.
All kinds of coincidences are connected together to form the most unbelievable truth.
Could it be that……
On that day, Lu Zezhan will appear near Fengyun Network Center!
"Why, General Lu is a little silent. Don't you want to talk to your dear brother? Time is precious, you have 23 seconds left."
Thin beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
Mushe watched the video without saying a word.
The current situation has exceeded his expectations and exceeded the scope of Lu Ze's explanation.
"This game has just begun..."
"Compared with your heroic words, your mentality at the moment is really disappointing."
On the eleventh floor of the white building, Ji Wu, who was sitting at the tea table and calmly pouring tea, chuckled at the video screen projected above the tea table.
Sitting opposite the tea table, Wei was wearing a black pattern with feathers, his upper body straight, and he quietly watched the tea cup being filled without saying a word.
Since arriving on the eleventh floor, the conversation between him and Ji Wu has not exceeded three sentences.
The first sentence is to ask Ji Wu to arrange for someone to take Lu Ming away, and not to harm Lu Ming in the slightest before the outcome is decided today.
The second sentence is the answer to Ji Wu's question.
Wei felt "qi" from Lu Ming's body, which was the sensation of a slowly flowing cyclone deep in his mind.
"I want to accept him as my disciple."
This was the second sentence Wei said, and it was also the sentence that made Ji Wu feel most despised.
However, Ji Wu didn't really care.
He enjoys his current eagle-like methods. He wants to watch an exhausted Eighth Realm warrior search for hope again and again in his own arrangement, and face disappointment again and again...
Until Lu Ze admitted that he was the person behind the battle at Fengyun Network Center.
Ji Wu will then arrange the building to the next transfer point Lu Ze is looking for.
Create a chance encounter.
Finally, he knelt down in front of himself and asked himself the timeless line:
