Hanging up Death can become stronger

"See clearly?"

"Well, it can't be wrong. The girl used the Fist of the Sky just now, but it's far from perfect."

"I didn't expect that old ghost of Kongxiang to hide in such a place. Haha, we are very lucky. So many people are looking for him, but we are the first to catch him. Now the organization's biggest reward will belong to us!"

"Calm down, even if the dignified fantasy knight is seriously injured and his strength is greatly reduced, we can't catch it with two black iron steps, so let's report to the higher-ups."

"...That's right, I lost my head. No matter how generous the bounty is, you have to die to spend it. Let's report it and let the top member handle it."

"Well, but before that, we have to investigate whether the Fist of the Sky is really here, or if we report wrong information, you and I will be punished."

"Understood, let's start from here."

The man in the windbreaker shook the leaflet in his hand, and his eyes fell on the four characters of Shanhai Wuguan on it.

Chapter 52 Ask something

"That's it, Shanhai Wuguan."

The man withdrew his gaze from the leaflet and looked up at the magnificently decorated martial arts hall diagonally opposite.

Under the moonlight, the ferocious scar on his face that stretched from the center of the brow across the nose to the corner of the mouth twisted slightly as he spoke, like a wriggling centipede, truly frightening.

Beside him, another young man also wearing a khaki windbreaker and glasses put down his mobile phone and said in a deep voice: "I asked before, this Shanhai martial arts gym is just an ordinary martial arts gym. Kuan Yong, an ordinary level 3 warrior, someone who does not belong to the extraordinary circle."

"Could it be the false identity of Fist of the Sky?" the man with the scar asked.

"Probably not. Ren Kuanyong is a native of Linyang City. Many local people know him. He also has a daughter. It should be the girl we met in the square during the day."

The man with the scar was silent for a while, and said: "Forget it, no matter what, first arrest someone and ask him. If the Fist of the Sky is in this martial arts gym, there must be some kind of clue left behind."

The young man with glasses nodded in agreement, then suddenly changed his expression, looked at the gate of the martial arts hall and said, "Someone has come out."

The man with the scar looked up, his eyes lit up slightly, and a treacherous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It's the boy in the daytime. Judging by his age, he should be a high school student. Hehe, I like playing with these delicate-skinned and tender-fleshed children the most."

"Wait for him to go farther before attacking, don't disturb the people in the martial arts hall." The young man with glasses said indifferently.

"understood."

The man with the scar licked his lips.

"It looks like it's going to be a fun night tonight."

......

Because it took a long time to distribute the leaflets, and the martial arts training ground had to be cleaned after returning to the martial arts hall. By the time Lin Lichuan got off work, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

But he also got twice the daily salary for it.

Ren Kuanyong is still very generous in his treatment of the martial arts staff.

In the dead of night, there is no one on the dark street, only the lonely breeze blowing past from time to time, bringing a little bit of coolness.

Lin Lichuan walked slowly on the street, thinking about strengthening the points, suddenly his heart moved, he looked up, and found that at the end of the street more than ten meters ahead, there were two more figures at some point.

In the dim moonlight, two men in long trench coats could be seen.

"What's the matter?" Lin Lichuan stopped and looked at the two of them warily.

"I have something to ask you, I would like to ask you to go to a place with us." The man with the scar stared at Lin Lichuan maliciously, and walked towards him slowly step by step, "I hope you will cooperate well if you can, and don't try to Resist, after all, if I accidentally hurt you, I will feel bad."

Lin Lichuan's heart moved slightly when he heard the words. Hearing these words, the two of them didn't seem to come here for Xu Bai's identity.

"If you want to ask anything, just ask here."

When his thoughts turned, Lin Lichuan pretended to show a look of guard and uneasiness on his face.

The man with the scar didn't suspect him, and completely regarded Lin Lichuan as an ordinary high school student who came to the martial arts gym to work part-time. Seeing the latter's weak and pitiful appearance, he couldn't help but feel a little bit of excitement and violence in his heart, and even his breathing became tense. A little bit of haste.

"Don't talk nonsense, follow me." He reached out and grabbed Lin Lichuan, already impatient to play with the latter.

Seeing this, Lin Lichuan couldn't help but secretly sighed, it's a pity, he wanted to say something.

Suddenly, the man with the scar was surprised to find that the expression of the high school student in front of him calmed down for a moment, and he looked at him lightly. The sight made him, an experienced soldier, feel his heart skip a beat, and a trace of uneasiness suddenly arose in his heart. .

Instinct drove his hand to stop immediately, wanting to take it back, but it was too late, a light suddenly lit up in front of his eyes, a cold and bright sword light had torn through the darkness like lightning, stabbing towards his face abruptly.

A strong sense of crisis instantly enveloped the scarred man's heart.

His pupils constricted suddenly, he yelled sharply, and stomped hard on the hard concrete floor, blasting countless cobweb-shaped cracks on the hard concrete floor. With the strong reaction force, his whole body dodged to the side like lightning, trying to escape. Open the attack of Jianguang.

However, it was still a bit slow after all, and could not completely escape Jian Guang's raid.

With a soft chirp, an arm flew high with bloody flowers, and fell heavily four or five meters away.

"Damn bastard!"

The severe pain of the severed arm made the man with the scar scream out horribly. Unexpectedly, he was not frightened and quickly pulled away from it. Instead, he became fierce and rushed towards Lin Lichuan fiercely with red eyes, as if Predating wild beasts are generally ferocious and violent, and suddenly burst out with a frightening aura.

Lin Lichuan was unafraid, and slashed out with a jaw cut with his backhand. The sharp sword light tore through the void in an instant, and hit the scarred man's attacking fist hard.

when!

There was a burst of crisp metal collision sound!

Lin Lichuan glanced, and found that the palm of the man with the scar was shimmering in the moonlight, and when he looked carefully, he was wearing a pair of dark gold metal gloves, the surface of which was fitted with dense alloy wires to rub against the sharp blade. Shine brightly.

"Damn you little bastard, I will definitely make you regret coming to this world!" The scarred man stared at Lin Lichuan fiercely with red eyes.

The intertwined remorse and hatred in his heart distorted his face incomparably, coupled with that scary centipede-like scar, he looked like an evil ghost.

He didn't expect that an ordinary high school student who looked like he was working in a martial arts gym was actually a transcendent, but he was accidentally attacked and lost an arm in an instant.

Although the broken arm was not impossible to recover, but thinking of the price to be paid for it, the man with the scar seemed to bleed, and his hatred for Lin Lichuan became more and more intense.

On the other side, because the battle broke out so abruptly, the young man with glasses took a moment to react.

He also misjudged, never expecting that the ordinary-looking high school student was actually a superhuman, and judging from the power of his attack, he was at least a level 9 superhuman like them, following the martial arts route.

"Is this person related to Fist of the Sky?"

Doubtful thoughts flashed through the mind of the young man with glasses, but his movements were not slow. He wiped the lightning on his waist with his palm, and there was already a pistol in his palm. The muzzle of the gun equipped with a silencer was aimed at Lin Lichuan, and he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Tweet!

There was a slight gunshot, and Lin Lichuan, who was fighting fiercely with the scarred man more than ten meters away, trembled slightly, and then returned to his original state. He glanced at the spectacled young man who fired the gun, and continued to attack the scarred man.