A foot, a shadowless foot, suddenly shot Li Shu's neck like a ghost from upstairs.
Of course "shadowless feet" is not really "shadowless feet", it's just a quick word.
If we talk about speed alone, Li Shu dares to say he is second, and no one dares to say he is first.
Faced with the sudden attack, the kick made a clattering sound in the air.
Meng Xiaoan sneered, took a step back, and struck the opponent's ankle with the machete in his right hand.
The opponent was a young man, dressed all in black. He naturally knew the strength of his feet, especially his right foot. He conducted an experiment and kicked a cow's leg to break the leg.
Meng Xiaoan hit his ankle with a machete-like hand, which was simply asking for death.
There was a click.
The old man frowned, and pain flashed across his face.
Meng Xiaoan responded with his left hand, holding his ankle firmly with his left hand, and struck the sole of his foot with lightning from his right fist.
The young man only felt that his foot bones were cracking one by one, and then extended to his chest.
He showed a pair of fearful eyes, as if he saw the god of death coming to his side.
"Compete with me in strength, and you are seeking death."
The young man stood there calmly.
He still has one breath left.
"Who are you?"
"If I don't tell you, you will die with your eyes open." Meng Xiaoan pointed his finger at the young man's eyebrows, and the latter suddenly fell to the ground. Li Shu naturally refused to let him make any sound.
When he arrived on the third floor, Meng Xiaoan saw two guys standing guard at the door, presumably to guard against someone cutting off the power supply.
Xiaomeng Silver Needle.
The example is not false.
One shot costs one life.
The two people guarding the door only felt that their necks were bitten by mosquitoes, but they didn't need to slap them with their hands.
When I looked again, I saw a red dot on my palm.
The two looked at each other and fell down silently without having time to make a sound.
"Imagine that my little Meng Yinzhen is also a murder weapon."
Meng Xiaoan did not forget to pull out the silver needle, opened the door, and saw the main power switch.
As long as the main power switch is pulled down, the casino below will completely enter the dark world. Meng Xiaoan has three minutes to show off.
When three minutes were up, the police rescued him.
"Qian, I'm here, you wait for me. Beauty, I'm here too, you wait."
A conspiratorial smile appeared on Meng Xiaoan's lips and he pulled the main switch.
In an instant, the villa that had been brightly lit just now suddenly became filled with deathly darkness.
At the same time, Meng Xiaoan had begun to hear a burst of curses coming from outside.
Meng Xiaoan kept doing nothing and smashed the main gate with a hammer.
After doing all this, Meng Xiaoan immediately went downstairs in a flash. Because it was pitch black, no one recognized Meng Xiaoan at all.
Meng Xiaoan arrived at the underground casino safely. The underground casino was larger and more luxurious than he had imagined. It was like a copycat of an American casino.
It's the size of three football cities, and countless people are talking loudly inside, but the words are mostly cursed.
However, the order in this casino is not too chaotic.
Meng Xiaoan took away a lot of money with his powerful power and clean hands and feet. Of course, this guy had dirty hands and feet, and he attacked several pretty girls.
This caused the women who were being taken advantage of by Meng Xiaoan to scream sharply.
Finally, someone discovered that Meng Xiaoan didn't seem to be from here, but it was too dark, and Meng Xiaoan was very agile, like a monkey, disappearing in three or two steps.
Meng Xiaoan thought that he had had enough fun and started to get down to business. It was almost time.
Relying on his strength, he saw a man who looked like his elder brother sitting in the center, surrounded by a dozen people densely packed with iron barrels.
Judging from his posture, he must be like a young master, right?
Meng Xiaoan grew up with a bad temper.
He walked over slowly, and the murderous aura in his body was reduced to a clean state.
This is done to paralyze the iron barrel-like security guard.
Meng Xiaoan suddenly stopped. A security guard seemed to see him and moved his hand. Meng Xiaoan saw it was a pistol.
He didn't dodge immediately. If he dodged, his next plan would be ruined.
Meng Xiaoan squatted down and tied his shoe strings.
After a full ten seconds, the man's expression flashed with suspicion.
Meng Xiaoan's acting skills deceived this person, and no one else noticed at all.
It's a pity that I only brought five silver needles with me. Otherwise, if a goddess had scattered flowers, these security guards could have gone to see God.
Meng Xiaoan held five silver needles with his fingers.
He found that the bodyguard just now was looking at him again.
A pair of eyes with the light of a beast.
Meng Xiaoan raised his right hand.
When the five silver needles were shot out, the bodyguard also fired.
With a bang, the bullet killed a passerby, hitting him right between the eyebrows.
Meng Xiaoan used the Huojia Mizong Step to rush over. When he got in front of a person, he suddenly picked up his body and flicked him towards the bodyguard holding the gun.
The bodyguard was also a powerful character. Knowing that the man was already dead, he was not afraid at all and punched him in the temple.
But how could he resist Meng Xiaoan's power?
A ghostly cave appeared in front of Meng Xiaoan, revealing a row of white teeth.
"Die."
Instant explosive power.
The man only saw Meng Xiaoan's fist flashing past his eyes.
Then he was hit in the throat.
That young man saw Meng Xiaoan at such a close distance.
Although he looked a little scared, his voice was calm: "As long as you don't kill me, I can give you the money you want, no matter how much it is."
"Who are you?" Meng Xiaoan asked.
"My father is Zeng Youguang." The man immediately reported his father's name, fearing that Meng Xiaoan would not know, and continued, "He is the director of the Office of the Ministry of National Defense."
"God is really helping me." Meng Xiaoan said with a smile.
Something didn't sound right about that man.
But Meng Xiaoan has already used his fists to express his inner joy.
A direct and cold-blooded blow to his heart.
The reason why Meng Xiaoan wanted to kill this young man was entirely to lure out the awesome old man behind him.
Had to kill.
Meng Xiaoan originally wanted to burn the place down, but seeing a lot of girls there, he decided not to do it.
He walked out quickly.
"Stop, people in front." A majestic voice sounded.
Even if Meng Xiaoan didn't see him, he could tell from his voice that he had a high position and was used to giving orders.
Could it be that there is another awesome young man?
Of course, Meng Xiaoan did not listen to his words and stop, but walked out quickly.
He heard a strong force coming from the back of his head, aiming to hit his back and waist.
Meng Xiaoan twisted his body and took a step to the left. He was not polite to the sneak attacker and immediately launched a fierce attack.
To Meng Xiaoan's surprise, this man was very good at fisting and kicking, and he actually withstood Meng Xiaoan's punches and kicks.
He was a man in his thirties, with a crew cut and eyes that shone sharply in the darkness.
