Zhao Yu was standing here coolly wearing the set of flying hero equipment worn by the model in Li Meiqi's cabinet. Unfortunately, the equipment, weapons, hidden weapons, etc. of the flying hero next to the cabinet are all imitations, just simple iron decorations, and cannot be used in actual combat at all.

But in order to bluff, Zhao Yu still brought them all with him.

At this time, the smoke ghost man was already confused.

This person doesn't look like he is pretending, and his preparation is more suitable, cooler than the fake one, and gives people a more advanced sense of oppression.

But the most important thing is temperament.

Zhao Yu is a real flying hero. If he does not have the temperament of a flying hero, then no one in this world has the temperament of a flying hero. Just standing there and looking at his opponent majestic is enough to make everyone's heartbeat and beating.

The smoke man swallowed: "People say you are dead."

"Ah." Zhao Yu's voice was full of magnetic properties. He was wearing those leather boots and slowly walked towards the counterfeit, stepping on broken glass and broken wood chips, debris, and creaking.

"A beauty in the 12th franchise plotted against me and thought I was hanging up." Zhao Yu walked to the counterfeit, picked up his collar, pushed him and hit the wall, and glared at him angrily: "Do you know how I treated counterfeits before?"

When the fake flying hero saw Zhao Yu, the light of hope and worship flashed in his weak eyes: "You...I know...I know...I...I..."

Bang!

Zhao Yu grabbed him and pulled him out a little and hit the wall: "If I meet you again, wearing my cloak and mask, I will strip you naked and hang it at the entrance of the mental hospital."

Li Meiqi stood up and said nervously: "He is fighting for me. He was seriously injured. Please don't hurt him. He is not an enemy!"

Zhao Yu stuffed a pill into his mouth: "Take it and then watch quietly. You are not a flying hero, never, so stop causing trouble for me."

The fake Wing took the pill and sat on the ground and gasped.

The smoke ghost man didn't expect that this flying hero would dare to turn his back to him as soon as he appeared, and did not take him seriously at all. He was obviously a good opportunity to attack the enemy just now, but he hesitated. He didn't dare. He was not sure whether this flying hero was real or not. If it was true, with his own ability, he would have absolutely no chance of winning. He could have the Mo Yu Jian directly let himself see God.

Zhao Yu put down the fake flying hero and turned to face Li Meiqi, without a smile on his face, and his expression was serious: "Can you distinguish the enemies and friends in this world? Friends like pigs are enemies."

Li Meiqi was stunned.

She really felt that this flying hero was real in her heart. She met the fake flying hero before because she heard the news of the flying hero's death. The news said it was so convincing that she longed for the flying hero to appear. So even though she had so many doubts and uncertainties in her heart, she would rather believe that he was real.

But the one in front of her was just the opposite. She really felt in her heart that this was a real flying hero, temperament, appearance, state, aura..., which made her feel that this was a fake flying hero. But at this time, her mind was unwilling to believe that he was a real flying hero.

This flying man no longer had the charming smile and relaxed attitude that he had nine years ago. He was no longer so easy-going and reassuring. On the contrary, this flying man seemed very angry and serious, with a dark feeling all over his surroundings. He was like a giant who had experienced vicissitudes, as if he was deeply hurt by something, and then became cold, ruthless, resolute and domineering.

Li Meiqi swallowed.

Zhao Yu turned around and faced the smoke ghost man: "Many years ago, when I appeared in the night sky again, I gave myself a death order. I will never use a gun or take human life."

The smoke ghost man clenched the thorn in his hand tightly and tightly. He really wanted to turn around and escape. But he knew that there was no chance of running away in the face of the flying hero. Even if the flying hero pulled the car barefoot, he would definitely catch up with him.

"I know." The smoke ghost man said: "You have too many legends, but I still can't believe that you are really a flying hero? The real and fake flying hero needs three things to prove, one is the Mo Yu Sword, the six-stringed zither, and the third is the angry chariot. If you can take out these three things, I believe that you are a flying hero."

Zhao Yu slowly walked towards him and faced him: "Tell me, trash, what qualifications do you have to ask me to prove it?"

"You..." The smoke ghost man was stunned. This flying hero was too domineering. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

"I'm tired and want to quit. The so-called death is just a deal between me and the 12th team. They can't kill me, and I'm also tired of being chased by them, so there is that sensational news."

Zhao Yu turned his wrist and a shiny black Mo Yu sword in his hand.

The Mo Yu Sword is painted with black paint, with beautiful streamlined shapes, perfect feather shapes, moderate thickness, and no sharp edges on the edges.

The smoke ghost man's eyelids trembled and cursed in his heart, "Why did your damn companion go? I can't hear any sound. Didn't he hope to see Mo Yu Jian with his own eyes?! Come on, I'll switch with you! I'll fight that guy, come here and hold back on the flying hero!

Zhao Yu looked at him: "Get out, I'll spare your life. Remember, your life is from the flying hero. If the flying hero can let you go, you can find you again and kill you."

The smoke man slowly took a step back. He didn't believe this man's words. He knew that the flying hero never compromised with bad people, never. But he liked to tease his opponents. He was like a fierce but playful tiger, playing with prey was his specialty.

The flying hero never only conquers his opponent by force, he will also completely defeat the opponent's psychology and make people feel desperate.

"My companion..."

"He is dead." Zhao Yu said: "He saw the real Mo Yu Sword."

Li Meiqi exclaimed: "That Zhao Yu!? How is he liked him?"

Zhao Yu turned his head to look at Li Meiqi with a cold look: "This is not something you should worry about."

The smoke ghost man slowly moved a little to the door: "Okay, I'll go."

"We can't let him go!" Li Meiqi shouted: "We have to catch a living."

Zhao Yu was almost crazy, thinking that this girl... is really... wild! I'm singing the empty city plan here, don't you know? If he doesn't leave, you will fight him!?

Just as Zhao Yu was about to speak, the smoke ghost man suddenly threw out a hidden weapon. Zhao Yu picked up the fake weapon and mastered the angle and bounced it gently.

The hidden weapon penetrated into the wall with a bang, and Zhao Yu's weapon was broken.

The smoke ghost man smiled: "I just said, you have too many suspicions, hahaha... I almost got scared by you, a fake guy."
Chapter completed!