The City Deceives The World

The strong man who had just taken advantage of the opportunity to throw the dagger had his breath stagnant, his hair stood on end, and he felt a chilling sense of crisis.

He looked at Su Lie who was covered in red ink in horror.

"You...what kind of monster are you?"

Su Lie grinned ferociously, revealing his sharp white fangs, but there was an eerie beauty about it.

To be honest, he is much more handsome than his usual delicate appearance.

The dragon moves like a tiger, its aura is huge and terrifying, suppressing everything around it.

Take one step.

In an instant, the aura was suppressed several times.

At this moment, his dragon nature is in full swing and he behaves uncontrollably.

Even the subtle dragon power was developed by him.

In a room where the strong masculine aura was suppressed, the movements were a bit slow, and they were almost blocked by a kick from the female police officer.

Even if Takamaru was made of steel, Yang Ning'er's kick would still break him.

The man's face turned pale and he didn't dare to be distracted anymore.

The short knife is like a dexterous poisonous snake, splitting the air and turning into a silver chain, flying up and down.

In the small space, vertical and horizontal silver sword lights were pulled out, silently.

Knives in the hands of ordinary people and in the hands of martial arts masters who specialize in swordsmanship are completely different concepts, especially for a speed warrior like this man. "Ten daggers no longer than one bed are enough to kill several people in an instant."

This man even suddenly took action and killed seven gunmen instantly with one knife.

They didn't realize they were dead until their heads hit the ground.

Afraid of the sharp edge of the dagger.

Even though Yang Mi'er's eyes were wide open and she was filled with anger, she was still helpless. However, as time passed, her speed increased little by little, and her movements became faster and faster.

But Su Lie didn't know what his thoughts were, so he didn't take action, and the red veins all over his body also disappeared.

Just watching with scarlet eyes.

But just by him watching, a large part of the man's energy was restrained.

Only in this way can Yang Mier be given boxing training.

This is Su Lie's way of returning the favor to her. This favor does not mean that Yang Mi'er redeemed him, but this is her heart.

Sincerity is valuable.

But it's funny to say that although Yang Mi'er is a disciple of Tai Chi, the strongest and most talented ones are actually Tan Leg and Stab Foot.

Probably because of her long, tight and round legs. In comparison, her fists are so delicate.

Seeing Yang Mi'er becoming familiar with the power of An Jin level, Su Lie also focused on learning.

Because in fact, according to stages, his martial arts cultivation is actually at its peak, almost the same as before Yang Mier's breakthrough.

At this time, the train gradually slowed down.

There were noisy footsteps and a faint whistle from the other end of the carriage.

The bus is about to arrive.

And the police have arrived.

All police officers in this world are equipped with guns, and they also have the right to shoot depending on the situation. They are not something old like the May 4th Movement.

Whistling is to prepare for shooting to remind passengers to stay away to avoid accidental injury.

The man's expression changed and he became a little anxious.

Even if he is close to the peak of Anjin, in such a small place, with the crossfire of more than a dozen guns, it is difficult to avoid no matter how quick the reaction is.

He put on a weird posture and his face suddenly turned red.

An obvious bulge moved from his chest to his right hand, and the short knife in his hand suddenly turned into a silvery phantom, tearing the air and making a sharp cry like a baby crying.

Yang Mier's straight fist passed through her and was thrown from her arm.

The hair on the hair of the policewoman who was hit by the punch stood on end, and she immediately turned back, and the silver chain cut the airflow across the tip of her nose.

The man missed a hit, showed no mercy, and immediately put away his knife and backed away.

Yang Mier wanted to pursue her, but her face tightened.

The arm suddenly split into seven narrow slits, and thin traces of blood flowed out.

One knife and seven dodges!

Her reaction was already extremely fast, but she was still hit seven times in an instant. If she had been even slower, her arm would have been cut into several pieces.

Su Lie was a little surprised.

"You all have this secret skill."?"

The martial arts of the previous life definitely did not have such a bit of a fantasy.

"Of course there is. Who in the world of Taiji Sect's Thirteen Secret Techniques doesn't know about it?"

Yang Mi'er glared at him angrily, obviously it would be fine for him to take action.

But she couldn't blame him, because she actually saw that Su Lie was asking her to practice boxing.

Su Lie nodded and didn't ask nonsense like whether he could teach me.

Firstly, he has no shortage of them, and secondly, the secret skills are naturally not passed down.

At this moment.

The car door also opened in the sweet voice of the announcer.

The man rushed over, stopped in front of the car door at the back, looked back at Su Lie and smiled strangely: "What's your name?"

Su Lie's face was as sinking as water.

Without answering, he walked over in two steps and said in a low voice:

"Stay and I'll tell you slowly.

The man's face turned cold and he said in a cold voice: "I remember you."

His body suddenly jumped into the crowd of people rushing to get on the bus, disappearing with two plops like a fish entering the water.

Yang Mier wanted to chase after her, but was pushed back by the crowd who rushed onto the car. Her face turned red with anger, and she hit the wall with her fist, making a loud noise;

The passengers who had just come on were startled and pushed around her.

At this time someone noticed in the carriage.

It was a mess, with people lying everywhere.

There were two men with sunken chests and bloody orifices lying on one side silently. In the middle of the road was a young man of short stature but formidable aura, with his head covered in blood and a pair of blood-soaked eyes looking coldly at this side.

Suddenly the pot exploded.

".~Wori, you are killing someone."

Some male students screamed and squeezed into the car on the other side.

"Get out of my way, I want to get out of the car.

The tough man, who looked like a gangster, was bluffed. He backed up and wanted to get off the bus, but he didn't get up. He didn't know the situation and was pushed upwards. He couldn't get up or get down. It was a mess.

"Stop, where are you going?"

Yang Mier's attention also shifted (to Zhao Hao) and saw Su Lie wanting to leave.

"Get off the bus. Why don't I get off when I get to the station?"

Su Lie coughed.

He knew this was the case and should go to the police station to make a record, but he was too late and had to go to Wenshan.

When I walked to the door, I felt a little troubled.

The space between the two carriages was tightly packed, and even if you missed the dense crowd, you could still see the faint flash of uniforms.

The police had already arrived, but they were blocked by the chaotic flow of people.

Su Lie was covered in scarlet blood, and the fishy smell was pungent. As soon as he came over, there were several screams, and the crowd became more crowded.

He rubbed his brows, no matter which world, the people of the Celestial Empire are the same.

It's like the people of Chaoyang District in this world caught another star who doesn't believe in evil and takes drugs.

[Some readers said that the protagonist's combat power is low. Well, the strongest person on earth is only a four-star player. He is invincible all of a sudden. Even if he hits the opponent, it doesn't feel good. , cough cough cough].