Lao Li sighed: "It's a pity that practicing martial arts requires too much. Whether it is time, energy, or money, otherwise the nine games can be trained on a large scale..."

Yan Feng smiled and sighed and advised him: "Training? If you have this skill, you should train how to shoot. Anyway, you can feed it with bullets and you can get results."

He is definitely not joking.

You can practice it before, but it is good to have twenty of the martial arts practiced in the end. Among these twenty, there are a bit more of those who can touch the power.

In the end, people who can combine strength, hardness and softness, and integrate inside and outside...

In ancient times, it was a perfect figure who created the country and was at the level of the ancestors.

Yan Feng had a chance to be reborn, so he could slowly correct the detours of his previous life. Even so, he has reached the level of a master until now, so he can learn martial arts...

Those masters often achieve success only in their 40s and 50s. It is because some things must be experienced and understood before they can be clear and corrected... Only when they bear the price can they know how to reflect.

"It's going in parallel." Old Li glanced outside, stepped on the accelerator and rushed forward, saying, "I can't see anyone who can't shoot, maybe it will accidentally hurt Li Lin."

Bang!

A terrifying scene appeared.

But I saw the front door of the car suddenly bulge, accompanied by a deafening sound, and suddenly separated from the body of the car.

Buzz...

With a sharp sword out of the box, Yan Feng stepped on the seat and came out of the rear window, as if a flying swallow in the air slashed across the window.

laugh!

Mars were scattered and the glass burst, but a man sitting behind saw his head exiting his body, spewing a large fountain of blood on the roof of the car, and his headless body was still holding the gun.

Bang!

Yan Feng reached out to pull the edge of the roof of the car, and pulled the capacity and bent his knees and hit the car door. Then he turned over and approached the roof, stepping out two sunkens. Qingxue whispered lightly with a cold light, and immediately penetrated the roof of the car, accurately piercing through the human spirit cover next to Li Lin.

Bang bang...

The gunshots came out, and holes suddenly appeared on the roof of the car.

Yan Feng jumped up in a little embarrassed manner, watched the car pass by under his feet, and poked his sword into the roof and fell behind the car.

He raised his eyes and swept over Lao Li's car, stepped on the corner of the car and jumped to the opposite top, unloaded his force and turned his body and swung his sword, but saw the sharp sword breaking through the air like a god of death, accurately smashing the car window and passing the neck of the co-pilot, and his remaining momentum was nailed to the driver's arm.

The stinging pain came, the driver groaned, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. The steering wheel was immediately dislocated, and the car swayed like a drunkard, hitting the guardrail.

Whoosh...

The driver was dizzy and suddenly saw a black shadow appearing in front of him. He instinctively raised the gun and pulled the trigger. But the moment the muzzle was raised, a black dot quickly magnified in front of him, hitting the crooked muzzle with all his strength, shattering his throat.

Sneak ~

The sword box was pulled out, Yan Feng walked around from the front of the car, pulled out the sharp sword from the driver's arm, breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Lao Li who had just gotten off the car, "Fortunately, I'll all four of them have been solved."

"Are you... sure you are still human? Not an extraordinary person?"

Old Li looked at the mess in the car, hurried up to carry Li Lin down, and said with a wry smile: "I asked myself that I have been practicing martial arts for many years. I defeated you last time because I underestimated the enemy. Now it seems that I lost it is not unfair."

Yan Feng lit a cigarette, looked at the blood oozing out of the hollowed-out area of ​​the sword box, and said, "You clean up the scene and take the people back. I know as much as she knows. Check the body carefully and interrogate the survivors carefully. I'll go back first."

"This..." Old Li was a little confused at his silence.

Yan Feng stopped and said meaningfully: "And what I said in the car, don't forget to tell the person named Qingqiu that life is not about playing games, nor can you start over if you regret it."

——

It's still a church.

But it's already evening and the church members have left.

The priest sat in the main hall with a little lonely place, and there was a thick divine book in front of him.

Li Ming walked over quickly with his head down and said softly: "Father, something happened. The captain knew that Anshan was dead, so he automatically used organizational power to find clues, and then took the team's people out. Just now, news came that there was a car accident, a gunfight, and a chase in Yunhai City today..."

The priest drank coffee and he asked softly: "Why don't you stop him? You should know the organization's decision? Didn't you tell him?"

Li Ming rolled up his sleeves, pointed to the gauze that was bleeding from the red gauze on it, and smiled bitterly: "I didn't even tell you the news about Anshan, but someone revealed it to him. I told him the decision of the organization, and he... shot me."

"Xiao Yun... disappointed me." The priest narrowed his eyes, sighed and asked, "How is the situation?"

Li Ming covered the sharp look in his eyes and sighed: "The captain seemed to have found the murderer, but the people from the Ninth Bureau reacted quickly and rescued her. A total of six people died in the entire team."

"So, he is the only one left?" The priest frowned. He just sighed, but now he was really angry.

He can ignore Xiao Yun’s revenge, provided that the other party successfully ends.

But the situation is the opposite now.

The people from the Ninth Bureau intervened and caused a lot of losses to the team. The murderer was not dead yet. If this is the case, the organization would definitely not be able to hide it.

The organization was exposed...this is what made the priest angry.

The priest asked: "Where is Xiao Yun?"

"I can't contact you." Li Ming shook his head.

"Start the positioning, check!"

The priest's fingertips pounded on the table and said in a deep voice: "Captain Xiaoyun takes it away, you can choose a few people to charge it, from now on, you will be the captain of the team. Find out all the contexts, and the participants may erase all the information. I hope it will not be too late to make up for the dead."

Li Ming's pupils shrank, and hesitated a little: "Nine Bureau..."

The priest said: "The extraordinary is not a god. What if there is an extraordinary person in the Nine Games? If a person only has two hands, can they still know the clone technique?"

"I'll go now." Li Ming covered the joy in his eyes and walked out quickly.

Seeing his left back disappear, the priest put on his glasses again and said in his heart: "Although it's a bit anxious, it doesn't matter. I hope you have the ability to hold on to your ambition."

At the same time, he took out his cell phone and sent a text message.

——

The night breeze is blowing.

Yan Feng got out of the police car with some discomfort and watched the other party leave: "...It's like I'm a criminal, your way of picking up and dropping off people is a bit wild."

Amid the doorman's strange eyes, Yan Feng showed his door card and walked towards the house with a swagger.

Smack ~

Instead of rushing to go home, he lit a cigarette leisurely and came to the lake and sat quietly on the chair with a long sword placed on his legs, as if he was in a daze.

The lake under the stars and moon is like a huge mirror of 1000 flowers, sparkling with the night wind.

“What a scenery.”
Chapter completed!