Cyber Daming

Boom!

The thunder sounded like a drum, the white lightning was like a knife, and under the suddenly opened sky, the heavy rain was like the Milky Way hanging upside down.

The splashing raindrops fell like thousands of sharp knives, but they still could not pierce the billowing black smoke or cut into the arrogant flames.

Li Jun protected the cigarette butt with his palm to prevent it from getting wet from the invading rain. He picked up a burning piece of wood from the ground and lit it close.

"Huh, Prince Ma, this old gangster, has really good taste. This smells like a spoiled child?!"

Li Jun smacked his lips, slowly exhaled a long puff of smoke, and praised with a satisfied expression on his face.

But when he was about to smoke again, he found that the cigarette butt had extinguished itself at some point, and half of the cigarette stem at his fingertips was soaked in blood.

Li Jun shook his head helplessly, slowly sat down on the steps, stretched out his hand to catch the raindrops falling from the eaves, and washed the solidified blood scabs and oil stains on his hands.

He looked at the raging fire scene in front of him and couldn't help but smile.

Ma Wangye is good at rolling cigarettes, and the specially made burning oil is also a good thing.

The fire caused was even unable to be extinguished by such heavy rain.

"So many martial arts people have endured it for so many years. Why can't you endure it?"

Amidst the roaring rain, a weak voice sounded from behind.

Li Jun rubbed his hands and replied calmly: "They endured it, so they all died."

The voice suddenly became louder, "You can run away!"

"A life worse than death?"

"That's life too."

"To me, that's death."

Li Jun slowly turned around, his black eyes reflecting a mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood in the flames.

The half-cut body of the weapon was still emitting sparks, and the body of the leader was burned with crackling sounds in the sea of ​​​​fire. The cut belly was soaked white by the rain, and the flesh and blood were mixed together, making it impossible to distinguish one from the other.

The only survivor was Ji sitting under a pillar.

A long bloody knife pierced his chest and nailed him to the pillar.

"Tough bones? That's just an excuse to ask for a price. But you went too far this time. Gu Clan's old house was burned down. As long as Gu Xi doesn't lose his mind, he will never compromise with you."

Qian Hai sneered and tried his best to open his eyelids, which weighed more than a thousand pounds, with a playful look in his dim pupils.

"compromise?"

Talking to a kneeling person about the meaning of integrity is indeed playing the piano to an ox.

Li Jun shook his head indifferently, "I don't like to wait for others to give me something, I just like to take it myself."

Qian Hai raised his hand tremblingly, "Just take this piece of ruins."

"Brother Qian, I have been a senior executive of Shudao Logistics for a short time, but I still know some secrets."

Li Jun sneered and said: "The division between you and Daomen is settled every month. How can a place where such a huge cash flow is stored be set on fire?"

"So you set the fire not to vent your anger, but to find a place for the vault? You still have some sense."

Qian Hai's bloodless face showed a teasing expression, "But it's a pity, it seems you didn't find it."

Li Jun turned his head and squinted his eyes and smiled: "Aren't you still alive?"

"The vault is genetically identified and can only be opened by direct bloodlines of the Gu family."

"I know Brother Qian, you have a way. Open the vault and I will spare your life.

"Whatever our identities are, let's not play this trick of deceiving fools."

Qian Hai seemed to think that Jisi's posture at this moment was not very elegant and wanted to straighten his back. But as soon as he moved a little, a bone-shattering pain immediately came from his chest, draining away the little strength left in his body.

If his body hadn't been nailed to the pillar behind him, he would have collapsed to the ground at this moment.

"If you don't open it, the only one who will die is me, an old man half buried in the loess. But if I open it for you, all of my Qian family will die. I don't need to say more about which is more serious, right?"

Li Jun raised his eyebrows, "You are so greedy for profit that you would give up yourself for others?"

Qian Hai retorted, "How can I understand what trade-offs are when I am alone?"

Looking at Qian Hai's eyes full of death wish, Li Jun no longer had any threatening thoughts in his heart.

"Okay, if that's the case, then I'll send you on your way."

Li Jun nodded heavily and stood up with his hands on his knees.

"It's long overdue."

Qian Hai raised his head, and the sudden flash of light made his dim eyes brighten a little, and he sneered: "Brother Li, shall we see you later?"

"That may be hard, brother, you have to wait down there for a few more years."

Li Jun smiled loudly, reached out and drew his sword.

Phew!

The ink knife came out of the body, its blade as white as frost. The wound on Qian Hai's chest was pale, with almost no trace of blood visible.

His blood has long been drained.

[Acquire 70 mastery points. 】

An old scholar who has been in charge of the inner court of a powerful family for decades is now the same price as the ant-like Luo Zhen.

How ironic!

[Sequence]: Martial Arts Sequence Eight—Red Blood

[Martial Arts]: Polu Sword (eighth level Dzogchen), Bajiquan (eighth level Dzogchen)

[Body Technique]: Leap Abyss Step (eighth level Dzogchen)

【Physical Training】: Golden Bell Cover (Eighth Stage Great Perfection)

[Inner Strength]: Qingdi Jue (Eighth Level Great Perfection)

[Proficiency Points]: 443 points

“After saving so much ‘money’, it’s finally almost time to spend it.”

Li Jun looked at the small words appearing on his retina and muttered to himself.

boom!

The power of this fuel oil prepared by Lord Ma himself far exceeded Li Jun's expectations.

The towering houses could no longer withstand the erosion of the fire, and collapsed with loud noises one after another.

The cracked fragments and carbonized black debris were like a dust dragon. Just as it was about to rise into the air, it was crushed into the muddy ground by the heavy rain in an instant.

The originally winding and deep mansion had now been reduced to ruins.

The wind and rain, no matter how unprotected, can finally wreak havoc, and the fire that has been gaining momentum for a long time finally shows signs of weakening.

The vision in front of me suddenly became clear.

Li Jun seemed to feel something, and suddenly turned back to look in the direction of the door.

"finally come."

In the dark wind and rain, a "meat mountain" has been standing there for some time.

A biting chill suddenly rose.

"Why don't you just go to the monastery and wait for me? I can help you get promoted to a single husband, and no one in Chengdu County can stop you."

Li Jun's face was full of disdain, "After you deprived me of consciousness and completed the body seizure?"

At this moment, there was a thunderous explosion under the night cover, and the pale light reflected Li Jun's eyes.

It also showed the face on the top of the ‘meat mountain’ that was full of greed and looked like an evil ghost.

Yu Kou grinned, "Isn't that also a single husband?"

"Sir, if you want to say so."

Li Jun held the knife in his hand and moved forward slowly. The blade of the ink knife touched the ground and rubbed out little sparks.

Before he finished speaking, the corridor suddenly erupted with a loud noise and collapsed.

Among the flying debris, a black robe shot out like a powerful arrow!

hideous!

The sword's light was like the moon, illuminating a domineering face, and the fluttering corners of his clothes were stained with bits of flames.

"Then why don't you let me whip your Daoji?"