There was a man sitting opposite, holding a strange-looking long gun in his hand. He was wiping the gun body. He raised his head and glanced at Tang Xiaobao. His eyes were a little strange, glowing with blue light, but this light was a strange one.
It was fleeting, and if Tang Xiaobao's perception wasn't different from ordinary people's, he might have thought it was an illusion.
There were a total of four people here. Tang Xiaobao looked at it and always felt that it was a little dangerous. This intuition had saved his life many times. He had never doubted his intuition.
They are all masters.
Tang Xiaobao sighed in his heart.
But just how powerful he was, he had no idea.
As soon as Long Yun came in with Tang Xiaobao, he became much more cautious, and he respectfully said to the middle-aged man with a Chinese character face in the first seat: "He is Tang Xiaobao."
The middle-aged man at the head looked at Tang Xiaobao, narrowed his eyes, and asked, "Is he the miracle doctor that the president asked you to find?"
"Yes, Tang Xiaobao's medical skills are very good and he is a well-known miracle doctor." Long Yun said quickly.
The middle-aged man glanced at Tang Xiaobao with some contempt and said: "Since it is the president's request, let's stay. Okay, we are going to have a meeting, and everyone who has nothing to do with it should stay away."
Long Yun wanted to say something else, but he didn't say anything, turned around and left.
Tang Xiaobao felt a little unhappy when he saw that he was not well received, but after thinking about it, he understood.
The people in the superpower group are all treasures, and it is normal to be arrogant and arrogant.
He walked to the empty seat next to the man cleaning the gun and sat down.
There were no empty chairs here anymore, it was like there were no seats. Fortunately, he didn't care and stood directly behind Tang Xiaobao.
"Who are you?"
The middle-aged man looked at Wanru and frowned: "Didn't you hear what I said? We are about to have a meeting, you can avoid it."
He just didn't look at the middle-aged man and didn't respond.
Tang Xiaobao touched his nose and said with a smile: "Oh, she is my bodyguard, my personal bodyguard. She will go wherever I go."
The middle-aged man said dissatisfiedly: "Bodyguard? With us here, do you still need bodyguards?"
"Don't you have to carry out a mission? How can you take care of me then? It's more secure to bring one by yourself." Tang Xiaobao shrugged.
"What kind of place do you think this is? Who do you think we are? How can we let you take people with you casually? When the time comes to carry out the mission, we have to protect you and protect her, and you think we are going on a trip? It's just nonsense."
The middle-aged man snorted coldly.
Wan Ru couldn't help but said: "I am Brother Tang's bodyguard. It is my duty to protect his safety. Therefore, I will go wherever he goes. His safety is not your turn to worry about. As for me, I don't have to worry about it either."
You worry."
"Hey, that's not a bad tone." The middle-aged man glared and sneered.
Tang Xiaobao guessed that if he brought Wanru with him today, he would definitely have to undergo a test, so he remained silent.
Are superpowers amazing?
Just like I am still a member of the Divine Sword Sect, the cultivators of immortality are no worse than you!
"You can try." Wan Ru raised his head and glanced at the middle-aged man.
The man who was cleaning the gun kept his head down, with a stern face. The gun had been polished to a bright shine, but he still enjoyed it, as if nothing in the world could distract him.
The strongest man looked at Wanru, slightly surprised.
Another thin young man looked at Wan Ru with a leisurely look.
"It seems that you are very confident?" the middle-aged man said: "However, our organization is not something you can join if you want. Since you don't know good and bad, I can only let you see it."
"Whatever." It's like the clouds are clear and the wind is clear.
The middle-aged man smiled slightly and said, "Be careful."
After speaking, he slapped his right hand on the table.
There was a teacup in front of him, and there was still tea in it. With this shot, a stream of tea seemed to be sucked out by something, forming a transparent water sword in the air. With a chirping sound, it shot toward Wanru.
.
Tang Xiaobao was startled.
Holy shit!
Are you serious?
Control water?
The water sword changed again midway, turning from a sword into a knife, and slashed towards Wanru.
Her face changed slightly, but she did not dodge. She only felt a strong wind coming towards her face. She pressed her hand on her waist, and a piece of software appeared in her hand. With a shake, the soft sword stabbed the water knife.
.
bite!
There was a crisp sound, gold and iron intertwined.
The water jet turned into a cloud of water droplets and splashed in all directions.
The middle-aged man was stunned and stared. The water droplets scattered in the air suddenly condensed together again, and finally turned into a crystal.
The size of the crystal is not large, only about the size of a palm, but it emits a biting chill.
The middle-aged man waved his finger, and the crystals spread out and turned into a mist, heading toward Wanru.
It was like taking a step to the side, just one step, and he crossed more than two meters away. He stood still and squinted at the white mist.
She didn't take action.
In an instant, white mist enveloped Wanru and re-frozen into ice, like an ice sculpture, freezing Wanru directly.
It seems that he is still holding the soft sword, motionless, as if it has been sealed by the real hexagram.
Tang Xiaobao frowned.
Hey, this guy is pretty awesome. A glass of water can actually make such a big noise. It's quite powerful.
The middle-aged man looked at Wanru and said proudly: "I said, this organization is not something you can participate in. You are not qualified."
There is an ice sculpture beside Tang Xiaobao.
A chill hit him, making him shiver uncontrollably.
Just in time, the middle-aged man saw it and glanced at Tang Xiaobao, the contempt in his eyes even stronger.
"You do magic?" Tang Xiaobao said with a smile: "Can this ice kill people?"
"Of course." The middle-aged man said, "If he insists on staying, I don't mind killing her."
Tang Xiaobao pouted: "I can't see."
As soon as he finished speaking, the ice sculpture shattered with a click.
Bang!
The ice sculpture exploded, and countless debris was shot in one direction.
That's right, it was shot at the middle-aged man.
It's like his eyes are cold.
The man cleaning the gun finally raised his head, but only glanced at it before lowering his head again.
A trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the thin young man.
Countless ice shards were shot at the middle-aged man, but in front of him, they finally turned into a drop of water, the size of a fist, spinning in front of him.
It seemed to suddenly disappear from the place, and as soon as the software was displayed, it shot towards the middle-aged man.
Man and sword unite.
The sword energy raged.
The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, but he was not nervous. The water droplets in his hand exploded and turned into a curtain of water, blocking Wan Ru from the outside.
Click!
The wall of water exploded again, and a long sword was already in front of the middle-aged man.
Tang Xiaobao coughed: "Wanru, come back."
In mid-air, it was as if his body changed, with a clang sound, the tip of the sword touched the ground, and his body jumped back.
She stood behind Tang Xiaobao again, with the soft sword in her waist.
Tang Xiaobao looked at the middle-aged man and said with a smile: "How is it? Can she stay?" (To be continued)