Hearing the gloomy laughter, the man's expression changed drastically and he hurriedly turned over and got up.
However, the sequelae of Black Stone were so severe that he could not stand firmly several times and had to kneel down on one knee, looking extremely embarrassed.
"I thought it was so powerful that the relationship would be scrapped once!"
Liao Wenjie slowly walked into the room. While speaking, his eyes casually scanned the entire room, and finally stopped at the screen in the corner.
There is a little candlelight and the figures are dim.
When he was just standing at the door, he vaguely sensed a malicious force accompanying him, and finally found the exact source.
Bang!
There was a loud noise, the ceiling fell, and then, the toned figure turned over and landed on the ground.
One of my own is Uncle Feng.
Uncle Feng had a gray face and a stab wound on his shoulder. It was obvious that his journey was not easy.
"Ajie, you...it turns out you..."
Uncle Feng looked at Liao Wenjie, and then at the man in gray who was kneeling on the ground. His expression changed continuously, full of disbelief.
"Uncle Feng, it's not what you imagined."
Liao Wenjie took two steps away with a dark face and pointed to the place where he was originally standing: "This man was beaten until he lost his strength in a fight. If you don't believe it, stand over and make sure he kneels down."
"..."
The man in gray clothes showed grief and anger on his face. He couldn't bear the humiliation and stood up trembling all over.
At this time, a yellow rope flew out from behind the screen and dragged his arm to avoid the embarrassment of falling down again.
The screen opened, and a woman in a black kimono walked out with small steps, holding a golden chrysanthemum in her hand. She had a delicate face, and her long hair stood neatly on her back, and she had the quiet and reserved temperament of Yamato Nadeshiko.
It's just that the skin color is too fair, giving people an unreal feeling, and the red lips look like drops of blood, so demonic that they completely destroy the original gentleness.
"You two have come a long way, and I apologize for my poor hospitality." The woman Shi Shiran bowed and showed enough etiquette.
On the other side, Liao Wenjie and Uncle Feng didn't even look at it.
"Uncle Feng, why did you run so fast just now? I was groping around alone and almost got lost."
"I also want to tell you that this house implies changes in gossip. If you don't get out in time, you will only be trapped to death."
Uncle Feng asked: "It was such a good opportunity at that time, why didn't you follow it?"
"Ah this..."
The formation is not lost even if the opponent loses. Liao Wenjie frowned and glanced at the knife wound on Uncle Feng's shoulder, and explained: "If the two of us act together, we will definitely be attacked by the enemy and the pressure will be greater. I will simply enter the game and then break the formation so that I can help you."
Share some of the stress.”
"Yeah?"
"Of course it's true, but I didn't expect that after going around in such a big circle, I would still be one step ahead of you."
"Well, it's a little tricky on my end."
Uncle Feng was hesitant and decided to believe it once.
We just met, so I don’t know how much real ability Liao Wenjie has, but looking at the power of that part and the fact that he can break the situation head-on, he is ashamed of himself.
So arrogant!
The man in gray clothes was angry. He took a step forward and almost fell down.
"Red Tong, two distinguished guests are here, please don't lose your etiquette."
The kimonoed woman gently waved her hand, swept away the tattered furniture in the room, and said with a smile: "The situation is like this, I won't mince words. I came to Hong Kong Island only to seek wealth. Everyone should keep their distance. If you two
If you persist in fighting, you will end up with a lose-lose outcome."
"I'm a policeman." Uncle Feng said concisely.
"We make money together and do business together, just for the sake of making money. Naturally, we won't stand in the way, but..."
Liao Wenjie took out the black stone in his pocket and sneered: "You are asking for money while killing yourself, so you shouldn't blame us for doing justice to God."
"Walking for heaven..."
Hearing this, the woman shook her head slightly and looked at Liao Wenjie: "Your Excellency is proficient in the Taoist arts of corpse refining. I think you do a lot of research. Before practicing Taoism for heaven, shouldn't you first examine yourself?"
"Tao is the foundation of the art. This Tao is morality, humanity, and the way of heaven. Although I have learned the art of corpse refining, I stick to the fundamentals and never go beyond it. You don't need to use such words to pressure me." Liao Wenjie shook his head.
, except for Erhei, he has never practiced anything and has a clear conscience.
As for Erhei...
It was Old Master Ren who killed him.
"You're right, Tao is the foundation of martial arts. If you practice martial arts against the will of heaven, you will be punished by heaven!"
Uncle Feng looked at the woman coldly. Ever since he took over this case, he had no intention of settling the matter.
Wow!
On all four sides of the room, except for the main entrance, secret doors were opened on the other three sides. Women dressed as ninjas were sitting on their knees on the ground. A rough count showed that there were more than twenty people in the room.
There are actually so many people...
Liao Wenjie murmured in his heart, with so many women living in the same house, the question arises, what do they usually make a living here?
"Back off."
The woman waved her hands and kept her smile, and said to Liao Wenjie and Uncle Feng: "I admire you very much for your uprightness and unwillingness to join me. But have you ever thought about how everyone will suffer today, and what will happen to your family and friends tomorrow?"
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"If you say that, then I have no choice but to eradicate it!" Liao Wenjie narrowed his eyes slightly, his murderous intent undisguised.
Since practicing Taoism, he has never touched a human life on his hands, because he always remembers that God has the virtue of good life, but if it harms his relatives, he doesn't mind breaking the precept today.
Uncle Feng snorted coldly. He had been exterminating demons and defending the Tao for many years, and had captured countless criminals with his own hands. He had heard this kind of thing too many times.
"You two, there is no conflict between us, so we really can't value peace?" The woman's smile faded.
When Uncle Feng intervened, she received rumors from her informant. Her first thought was to use ordinary people's methods to eliminate hidden dangers, so she sent a killer to secretly deal with Uncle Feng.
The second time, she dropped the bait and introduced Uncle Feng into the base camp, also in order to minimize the big issue and handle everything as low-key as possible.
After all, this is someone else's territory. If she, an outsider, dares to act so blatantly, she will end up dead without a burial place.
Moreover, she was ordered to arrive on Hong Kong Island. In addition to quickly making money, she also had a more important task. The task had just begun and it was not appropriate to provoke a dispute.
"Needless to say, different ways don't work together. You are a thief and I am a soldier!" Uncle Feng clasped the yin and yang jade on his chest and gave Liao Wenjie a hidden wink.
To capture the thief, capture the king first!
Liao Wenjie nodded, silently counting three times in his mind, and suddenly shed a large red light on the woman.
It's a red rope, densely packed, and it changes shape in the air, turning into a menacing red ghost hand.
Hiss!
The ghost's hand tightened and squeezed the woman out of shape. A closer look revealed that there was only a black kimono in the ghost's hand. The woman's golden cicada shed her shell, took off her kimono, and was wearing a black ninja outfit underneath.
From all around, more than twenty female ninjas rushed out with swords.
At the critical moment, Uncle Feng connected the yin and yang gems and fired dense fire points around. The moment the fire circle was formed, the continuous fire wall turned into a wall of flames, driving the group of people back the way they came.
The man in gray, that is, red copper, gritted his teeth and stuffed the black stone into his mouth. The pain was unbearable and he swallowed it in one gulp.
"Red copper!?"
The woman exclaimed, took a few steps forward, and faced the wind coming from her palm. Uncle Feng forced her to the edge of the wall of fire.
On the other side, Copper's body was trembling, and the veins on his neck were exposed. He roared and pulled off his gray suit.
Whoosh whoosh!
The flying red threads are like the thin needles of cow hair, countless.
Red Copper waved his hands to cover his eyes, his body was submerged in red lines, and large drops of blood were shed.
Liao Wenjie stopped and dispersed the red thread, secretly saying it was a pity.
The red thread pierced the red copper skin and entered three-thirds of the flesh. Because the black stone took effect in time, his muscles all over his body felt as if they were made of iron, making it difficult for him to make any further progress.
In Liao Wenjie's sight, Red Copper's body was covered with fine drops of blood. He raised his feet and crossed a distance of four to five meters. In the blink of an eye, a strong wind rushed in front of him.
The fist roared, tearing the air current.
So fast!
Liao Wenjie didn't have time to be surprised. The fist was still in mid-air, which created a pressure that made him suffocate. He hurriedly moved his body laterally and retreated to three meters away.
In the past, he had continuously fought against the female corpse and Eddie, but this time it didn't work. Red Copper's reaction speed was astonishing. He missed a punch, stepped on the ground, twisted his body, and hit him in the chest with his elbow.
Liao Wenjie crossed his arms on his chest and was knocked back by the strong force. After he stood firm, he shook off his sore and numb arms.
It's very powerful, but it can't break the Iron Shirt.
Also, after using the Black Stone to strengthen himself twice in a row, Red Copper's fists and feet are much weaker than before, and are far less invincible than when he fought against Eddie.
Liao Wenjie was mulling over his plan in his mind. Opposite him, the red copper face showed surprise, astonished by Liao Wenjie's copper skin and iron bones.
The two stood still, their red eyes scanning Liao Wenjie's eyes, throat, armpits, and hips, looking for the cover of hard qigong.
At this moment, a cold light jumped through the ring of fire and struck directly at the back of Liao Wenjie's neck.
The sword was as fast as lightning, and a cold light flashed through the air.
Liao Wenjie seemed to have eyes on his back. He turned sideways to avoid the sneak attack. At the same time, he grabbed the kunoichi's wrist and bumped his shoulder and elbow into her chest, removing most of the force from her body.
He raised his hand and pulled off the mask that covered the kunoichi's face, revealing a delicate face with a mass of red thread firmly covering her mouth and nose.
The red thread penetrated into the flesh and blood, flowing down the esophagus and towards the stomach. The kunoichi's mouth and nose were bleeding, and she was rolling on the ground. She reached out and pulled out a large amount of red thread from her mouth, but she couldn't pull it all away.
On the other side, Red Copper took the opportunity to step forward and punch Liao Wenjie three times in a row on his face, neck, and armpit ribs, eliminating three wrong choices.
Finally, his eyes were fixed on Liao Wenjie's crotch. Needless to say, it was most likely that he was covering the door.
"Hey, fight back, don't look around."
Liao Wenjie raised his hand to stop, and said with a black line on his face: "I can tell you responsibly, you are overthinking, my external skills are integrated, and there is no such thing as a cover-up."
"snort!"
Red Copper snorted coldly. The more Liao Wenjie explained, the more convinced he became of his own idea.
At that moment, he continuously punched and attacked. Among the five moves, three of them were all in the lower third, chasing and beating Xiao Liaoqiang.
Liao Wenjie didn't dare to fight. While secretly cursing the Neon people that they were perverts, he used his Qinggong movement with all his strength and started playing hide-and-seek with them.
Gradually, the fire ring set by Uncle Feng weakened, and twenty kunoichi entered the battlefield with swords.
"Attack him at his base, that's where his door will be."
As Red Copper shouted, the ten female ninjas who were assisting in the battle turned their blades and pointed at Liao Wenjie's third path from a distance.