Then there was a punch, close at hand, hitting his chest. Just as he was about to touch his body, his body twisted aside in an incredible situation, as if his body had turned into a soft gummy at that moment, which could change shape at will.

Wang Ling's iron fist just rushed past his body, just swept him, then he let go, gave up the dagger in his right hand, took a step back, his body was three meters away.

It was so dangerous just now! He was sweating in a cold sweat. With the strength of the man in front of him, if this punch was hit, it would have to be broken.

Unfortunately, Wang Ling almost said intimately.

This shot has passed and the other party is prepared, so it is difficult to use it repeatedly. Fortunately, his sword has changed hands and there is less threat.

The thin man replaced the short sword in his left hand on his right hand, and then rushed over again and stabbed him straight.

Wang Ling put away his sword and changed his sword, slashed it down on his head, causing a hissing sound.

Seeing that the thin man's blade was about to stab Wang Ling's chest, and the short sword in Wang Ling's hand was about to slash his head, he suddenly stopped it from a short distance, then retreated quickly, and at the same time, the left hand that had been hiding behind him swung violently. A silver light that was wide by fingers suddenly shot out from his sleeve, and then rushed into Wang Ling's abdomen.

There was actually a soft sword hidden in his sleeve.

Well, Wang Ling groaned and took two steps back.

The thin man took advantage of the victory to pursue the enemy, but found that his opponent's pace was a little staggering, as if he was injured by a sword. He stepped forward, but the opponent staggered back, his body shaking a little. Suddenly, the opponent stepped forward and instead of retreating.

The right hand stabs the sword straight, and the left hand uses the iron fist to rush the cannon.

The thin man hurriedly stopped, and the strange art he had just used appeared again, his body in a weird state, but he could dodge the sword but to avoid the fist.

With a thud, like a drum beat, the thin man flew backwards.

Cough cough, a simple punch was heavier than Qianjun, which made him feel like he was about to split his inner body and was in pain. While he flew backwards, a silver light shot out from his left sleeve, hitting Wang Ling's head, but was blocked by him with his palm.

The moment the thin body flew backwards and was about to land, his body suddenly folded, and a kite turned over and landed steadily on the ground. He just felt his abdomen was hot, as if there were countless needles to hurt.

"How could you be confused!"

"What's the mystery?" Wang Ling was stunned by the question from the thin man.

"Is it because I've read it wrong?"

The thin man was stunned and then discovered something that surprised him. He just stabbed the other person in the abdomen with the software in his sleeve, and the other person's clothes outside his body were broken, but there was no trace of blood flowing out.

"You're not injured?"

"It's almost."

"Mutualist?!" At this moment, the thin man suddenly realized something.

Um?

Cough cough, puff, he suddenly coughed twice, and then spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Internal Fist?" His eyes widened.

"What?"

Walk,

Just as Wang Ling was slightly stunned, the other party instantly slid several meters away, and Wang Ling did not chase after him when he saw this.

Over there, Su Jinghe had successfully solved the burly and strong man with a big box on his back and successfully snatched the sample from his hands.

“What is here?”

"You can take a look at it yourself."

There was a dark glass on the side of the box, but the size of a pencil case. Through the glass, Wang Ling could vaguely see that there was a child inside. He looked only three or four years old, and he looked cute. He was sleeping, smiling and blushing.

"A child?"

"Yes, this is the sample, get in the car quickly, we need to hurry up and leave here."

Not long after the two got in the car and left, the police car came late with a sirens.

“Where to go?”

“Take the sample to a safe place.”

The car was speeding on the highway. Not long after leaving the suburbs of Gusu, Su Jinghe suddenly changed the direction of his driving and drove the car into the woods outside a small town in the suburbs to stop. The two of them were quietly waiting in the jungle. After a moment, a car drove over and stopped more than twenty meters away from them.

"You wait for me in the car." Su Jinghe went out with a big box on her back, talked to a man with a medium-sized body wearing sunglasses who walked out of the car, and then handed the sample in his hand to the other party, and then returned to the car, and the other party quickly got in the car and left.

"Let's go, too?"

"Also take this car?"

“No, walk.”

After the two left for five minutes, there was a loud bang, and the car they had just taken turned into a ball of fire.

“Where will the sample be sent?”

"In the rear, our special laboratory, it is possible that Yi Yang will go there too." Su Jinghe.

"That guy probably won't be too outrageous."

"You seem to be a little worried about that child?" Su Jinghe stopped the trail.

"It's not a worry, it's just a little curious." Wang Ling said. Although he has experienced bizarre events that can only occur in movies and novels over the past few days, the most essential things in his heart are still there, just too hard and cold, that's all!

When the two of them returned to their residence in Gusu city, it was already afternoon. The road was temporarily closed on their way back, and the cause was the traffic accident caused by them.

This matter seemed to come to an end. Wang Ling started his normal life again, wandering on the streets and surfing the Internet at home, and spending more time practicing constantly, practicing the pictures of Professor Yi Yang, and practicing the so-called "Miscellaneous Steps" he learned from the leader of the "White Tiger" guard who was killed.

After a few more days, Wang Ling was walking on the street. Suddenly, a man covered in blood rushed out of a community, holding a knife in his hand, and the blade was stained with blood. He ran and shouted.

"I've killed someone, I've killed someone!" His eyes were dull and his expression was very frightened.

Such a lively and explosive event naturally caused many people around to come and watch. After a moment, a police car roared.

"Hey, I didn't expect this police car to come so quickly!"

"Hey, don't look at anything, this is a murder!"

"Tell me what happened recently, why did something happen in Gusu City?!"

"that is."

People were talking noisily, but Wang Ling's eyes fell on the blade. He vaguely saw a little black line on the blade, like a thread tip, and suddenly felt uneasy.
Chapter completed!