Chapter 30

Chapter 30

Before Wu Qi knew about Empty Moon Dojo, some people were responsible for protecting it.

Although I don't know which force it is, he doesn't care about just a trifling with such a handful of manpower.

But now...The expert is hidden in the hands of those people!

Thinking of this, Wu Qi's eyes suddenly cold, and he turned to look towards Wang Xinlong.

"Wang Xinlong! You yin on me!!?"

Wang Xinlong looked dumbfounded. I don't know what happened.

Nicholas and Xiao Hong beside him are also unknown.

Looking at it this way, the gunshots just now are probably not the work of the old man Wu Qi in front of me?

"I... don't know anything, that's not my person!" Wang Xinlong quickly looked towards Zhong Can.

Zhong Can also looked at a loss. He wanted to have a back hand, and he wouldn't be hit by Wu Qi's frontal assault. He is now seriously injured and kneeling on the ground.

"It's not me." He was silent, but he squeezed out his voice to explain.

Don't speak again, looking at the increasingly dangerous eyes on both sides, he is afraid that he will die here on the spot today.

When all three sides are suspicious, when they suspect that the other party is in trouble.

Around the dojo clearing, teams of fully armed black clothed soldiers finally emerged quickly.

These black clothed soldiers surrounded the entire dojo regiment.

Aim at the laser spot one after another red in the distance, densely packed on Wu Qi and Zhong Can and the others.

Farther into the sky, a drone quickly approached and hovered in the surrounding air. The muzzle of the cannon also aimed at several people.

Then there is a Extreme Martial, who is extremely sturdy, appeared from behind the encircled soldiers, with one or two people in all directions.

All Extreme Martial players are wearing light protective clothing, wearing a variety of high-precision auxiliary equipment piecemeal, and carrying their own weapons and weapons.

Wu Qiyue hasn't counted them, and there are ten of them in Extreme Martial alone!

The breath of Extreme Martial artists is completely different from that of ordinary Martial Artists. The unique breath energy that reaches the limit of the human body is not comparable to ordinary Martial Artists.

Wuqi dough is twitched, and it feels a bit bad.

At this moment, he felt at least fifteen guns aimed at him from various angles.

As for the people he brought, now there is no news at all. Obviously they are out of play.....

Whenever I think that the people he brought are likely to have an accident, Wu Qi felt his heart twitch.

That is the vast majority of the elite Martial Artists in the entire Praying Mantis. Once all is lost, the entire Film Star City will be completely empty, and the power of Praying Mantis will be completely weakened.

Wang Xinlong and the three of them also became dignified and nervous, and now a new force is entering the arena, and it seems that the visitors are obviously not good. Can't tolerate them not being vigilant.

Only when they are still nervous.

Surrounding the surrounding crowd of soldiers, separated slowly in the middle.

A thin, tall man with a plain appearance in a black trench coat walked out slowly.

"I thought you were just playing around." The man glanced at Zhong Can and then at a corpse on the ground.

"Now it seems that you are making a lot of trouble."

Wang Xinlong and Nicholas Xiao Hong also saw the man coming in.

It is precisely because of seeing each other's face that their expressions at this time have changed from the dignified before to dullness.

"Wang...Yiyang?!!!"

They couldn't imagine that the forces entering at this time actually looked like Wang Yiyang brought them.

Zhong Can is on the side, also eyes shrank.

He also had a face-to-face conversation with Wang Yiyang before, and at that time he had even thought of killing each other.

The grandson of this teacher seems to be just an ordinary white-collar worker at work.

How could he? ? How can it be? ? !

Zhong Can's mind was shaken, and the wound in his abdomen almost opened again, unable to maintain his strength. He was so frightened that he hurriedly continued to hold on to the wound.

"Yangyang...you...what's going on??!" Wang Xinlong stepped forward, looking a little tranced, what is his grandson's ability and ability? He knows best.

Why look at this scene now, how can Wang Yiyang bring so many people?

He called the police? Or was it cheated? Or is he simply not Wang Yiyang, but another person who looks similar? ? ?

His thoughts have changed a lot, completely devoid of basic logic. In other words, simply,'This is unscientific! '

He watched Wang Yiyang grow up year after year. At the moment, that familiar guy is somewhat more mysterious and vague.

"grandfather, Zhong Can brother." Wang Yiyang first moved towards his own side nodded. Then looked towards the Wu Qi trio.

At this time, Wu Qi had also held his two ineffective dísciples in his hands, and the three of them stood together, staring at them with cold and vigilant eyes.

Wang Yiyang laughed.

"Before, I was very happy when I heard that grandfather was taking part in senior activities.

After all, when I was older, I had to do something, even if the effect was not good, exercise Body and mind are also good."

He was paused, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

"As a result, I don't think that you are getting more and more troubled. Even now, it has exceeded the scope of physical exercise and has become a fight!"

As his voice increased , The guns in the hands of the surrounding soldiers gradually became tense, and they could shoot at any time.

With at least fifty gunpoints focused on fire, no one in the room dared to say that he was absolutely sure to escape.

Everyone has a needle-like pain in their skin. The nerves all over the body are madly warning the brain every moment.

But under the threat of gunpoint, no one dared to take a step.

"Actually, I don’t know anything about Martial Dao and I’m not interested in understanding you." Wang Yiyang’s expression was cold.

When you are old, you should stay at home obediently, waiting for grandson and granddaughter to take care of them, instead of running around outside, thinking that you are very young."

The remarks made Wu Qi not only embarrassed, but Wang Xinlong also felt his old face flushed.

"Youngster, if it weren't here, you believing or not, I can kill you with one finger?! Anyone present can easily kill you in just one second!"

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Wu Qi finally couldn't help it, suppressing his anger, and let out a gloomy voice.

"Kill me? Hehe..." Wang Yiyang smiled, "The wild boar in the zoo can also kill me with one head, and then? The wild boar or the wild boar, is it possible that you still take it Being a human?"

He pointed to his head.

"Now is the age of technology, Old Guy, fighting with people empty-handed? Do you think it is still the age of cold weapons thousands of years ago? Can you use your brain?"

Wu Qi His eyes gradually became cold, and he stared closely at Wang Yiyang. The fist slowly clenched, getting tighter and tighter.

"Why? Not convinced? You believing or not me, you and your discipline are going to die here now." Wang Yiyang's mouth curled up and said sarcastically.

He didn't bother to look at Wu Qi, but looked back at Zhong Can.

"Actually, I didn’t want to care about your troubles at all. Anyway, as long as dojo is okay, grandfather is okay, and I don’t care how you toss me.

I’m getting old, a little sunset Isn’t the career good?

The result? You guys have to force me.

I just want to live a normal life in peace, but you don’t even have this desire Satisfy me. Sneak up so many things."

Zhong Can is temperament calm, and his chest is constantly rising and falling with anger at this time.

Why didn’t you realize that Wang Yiyang is so cheap? ? He can't wait to slap the opponent in the face now and make him shut up.

"Zhong Can, please tell me, fight, fight, every day in dojo, you shoot one and I shoot one another? Do you have to go out and have fun with others.

You I think your thinking is very high-end, but in fact? Playing mud and becoming a mud maker, shouldn't you still be playing mud? What are you pursuing to be a soldier without a fight....If the mud is not thrown out, who knows you are playing mud?"

Wang Yiyang looked sarcastically, his eyes turned to Wu Qi again.

"You look very angry? Your face is so red? Why? You don't believe you that you are playing in the mud? Grandfather retreats bravely and treats Martial Dao as a self-cultivation thing. That is his old man's wisdom.

It’s different for fools like you. Think you’re a good guy? Think you can use one as ten and one as a hundred? Hehe."

Wang Yiyang shook his head and smiled. He took the cigarette that Lei Wei handed over, lightly tapped it, and took a sip. Then slowly spit out a smoke ring.

"Do you know how many people were killed in martial arts during the period of change?"

He shook the ashes and continued.

"Three thousand five hundred and sixty-four people."

Hearing this, not only Wu Qi's face was distorted, but Wang Xinlong's expressions were also a little sad.

This history is not known to ordinary persons, but people in the circle still know a little bit.

At this time, Wang Yiyang pointed out in public, and all the martial arts practitioners felt dull.

Even the experts of the Shangwu League feel ugly.

It doesn't matter if you are from Elegant Tiger Gate. Although they are Extreme Martialists, they don't regard themselves as Martial Artists at all. Martial Dao fighting skills are just one of their methods of killing. That's it.

"What the hell are you trying to say?" Wu Qi was already a little bit overwhelmed by the killing intent at this time. His eyes were bloodshot and he stared at Wang Yiyang, as if he wanted to kill him with his eyes.

"Oh? Nothing to say." Wang Yiyang seemed to come back to his senses at this time, "I just saw you guys playing happily, and sent it with feelings, casually nothing serious."

He blinked, looked at the three of Wu Qi, and then suddenly continued.

"Did you feel that there is a fever somewhere in your body?"

"?????!!!" Wu Qi suddenly felt shocked, and raised two dísciples with both arms. Go to the distance.

It's just his normally Ricky's extremely fast movement method. Only then did he raise his leg for a moment, and he felt weak and weak.

The strength was not able to be connected perfectly, which immediately caused his body to stagger and dull for a moment.

Puff puff puff pu pu!!

In an instant, the gunshots exploded at the same time.

Wu Qi was shaking like an electric shock. He stiffened and stood straight on the spot. After a few seconds, a densely packed blood hole appeared on his chest and abdomen.

"I..." Puffed, he let go of the two in his hands, slowly lowered his head, and looked at his torso that was beaten into a sieve.

"Master!!!"

Wu Qi, one of the two dísciples with red eyebrows, let out a stern roar.

He didn't pounce on his teacher, but looked savage and turned his body, suddenly looked towards Wang Yiyang.

The right hand flicked from the cuff like lightning.

"I killed you!!"

chi chi chi! ! !

Three darts suddenly threw away in his cuff.

The black cross-shaped dart brought a harsh scream, fiercely moved towards the unsuspecting Wang Yiyang.