Merry God in the city

Wen Jing quietly looked at Chu Xuan's cold and handsome face, blinked her big eyes, and smiled strangely: "What's your condition?"

Chu Xuan adjusted his glasses, smiled and said, "You guys want to save this guy. No problem, I can help you open the shield. Afterwards, I just need to take a few hairs, a little blood, a little Bone marrow, a bone, a few pounds of meat..."

Wen Jing sneered and said, "Do you want me to give you all of him?"

"That's unnecessary, I don't want to be hunted down by the Ministry of Internal Affairs." Chu Xuan said seriously.

Wen Jing shrugged her shoulders and said: "You open the protective cover, and I can consider giving you some hair. For the rest, don't even think about it."

"Uh, what about a little blood? Just a little bit, just a needle." Chu Xuan bargained.

Suddenly a researcher shook his head and slowly sat up.Before seeing the scene clearly, Wen Jing and Chu Xuan kicked out a stone at the same time, knocking him unconscious again.

Wen Jing clapped her hands and said: "For the sake of your help, let you draw some more blood. But don't try to do anything else, or don't blame me for turning your back."

Chu Xuan nodded with a smile, took out a plastic shell the size of a finger cap from the storage bag, and stuck it on the light ball.Then she signaled Wen Jing to take a few steps back, and said with a low laugh, "This is a detonator invented by myself. It uses the principle of resonance to destroy all defensive covers."

As he said that, the plastic shell "buzzed" and turned into a white awn and merged into the light ball.I saw the ball of light trembling violently a few times, turning into little white lights and dissipating.

Misfortune Thirteen fell heavily into the muddy water. Wen Jing walked over cautiously, reached out and touched his neck, and said in surprise: "He really isn't dead."

Chu Xuan quickly took out the scissors, needle, and scalpel. . .Wen Jing looked at him vigilantly: "Hey, what do you want to do?"

"Take what I deserve," Chu Xuan said calmly.As he spoke, he quickly cut off a bunch of hair from Doom Thirteen, drew a needle full of blood, and then picked up the scalpel. . .

Wen Jing slowly clenched her fists, while Chu Xuan calmly put everything into the storage bag, and then used a scalpel to trim her nails.

"It's been so long, why don't you hurry up and leave? The gang of old men from the Ministry of Internal Affairs should be back soon." Chu Xuan kindly reminded.

Wen Jing looked at this guy dumbfounded, stretched out her hand to carry Doom Thirteen, nodded at Chu Xuan, and rushed into the rain.

Chu Xuan turned around and looked at the people lying in the muddy water around him, and sneered in a low voice: "A group of idiots, the equipment that only uses 85% of the energy to achieve the effect, you just spent 14% of it. You deserve to be knocked unconscious , Pour down here and drink cold water... But, what is the origin of that guy? You have to check it out when you go back."

He was in a good mood, and left slowly with his hands behind his hands.

※※※In the rain curtain, a figure rushed forward quickly, and six black figures followed closely behind him.An old man said in a deep voice: "Duanlao, be careful of the plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain."

Duan Chengtian was staring at Mo Xing, replaying a scene from more than ten years ago in his mind from time to time, and said in a low voice: "This kid's skill is unpredictable, he might be the man of evil dragon. Wait for us to catch him." Let him go, it's not too late to go back."

Another old man frowned and said, "But this time our mission is to protect those researchers. If something happens to them, we can't bear the responsibility."

Duan Chengtian gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice: "Well, you five hurry back. I still don't believe it, this kid can still escape from my palm?"

The other five elders glanced at each other, and said in unison: "Then, take care, old man." As they spoke, the five people who were flying at high speed stopped suddenly.The powerful inertia burst out suddenly, and the raindrops all over the sky were forced away.Then another white shock wave appeared, and the five people turned around and turned back at a faster speed.

Duan Chengtian looked at Mo Xing, and a man in a black windbreaker appeared in his mind: "Junior Brother..."

Suddenly, Mo Xing, who was not far in front of him, flashed past Duan Chengtian and chased after the other five old men.Duan Chengtian was caught off guard, and stretched out the crutch in his hand, but it only shattered the afterimage left in mid-air.

It wasn't until this moment that the strong inertia left by Mo Xinggang exploded, and countless raindrops shot in all directions like bullets.Duan Chengtian slammed the crutch forward in his hand, and suddenly a shock wave spread from the tip of the stick.

The raindrops on both sides collided and shattered into a mist.

Duan Chengtian appeared in Mo Xing's upper room in an instant, and the crutch in his hand made a sound of breaking through the air, and slammed heavily on Mo Xing's spine. With a loud sound of "铛", Mo Xing turned around and drew out the Evil God Sword to block the crutches, a circle of white air suddenly burst out at the intersection of the weapons.

A golden glow flashed from Duan Chengtian's whole body, Mo Xing felt a huge force appear out of thin air, and fell to the ground involuntarily.A one-meter-deep pool of water had already accumulated on the ground. His sword tip lightly touched the surface of the water, turned a few somersaults easily, and stood lightly on the surface of the water.

"Gululu". . .A series of bubbles appeared on the surface of the water and suddenly exploded.

Duan Chengtian landed slowly, looked at Mo Xing and said, "Boy, don't run in a hurry, the old man has something to ask you."

Mo Xing smiled bitterly and said: "Mr., it was purely a misunderstanding just now, definitely a misunderstanding. Ahahaha, it's windy and rainy outside, and you are so old, why don't you go home and take a hot bath, Find a few young ladies to do a full-body massage. Otherwise, it’s easy to catch a cold. It doesn’t matter if I’m young, but my physical fitness is not as good as that of young people..."

"You bastard, you talk a lot of nonsense." Duan Chengtian gritted his teeth with veins appearing on his forehead, "I ask you, you are Mo Xing, the captain of the Nirvana team, right?"

Mo Xing's face remained unchanged, he smiled and said: "The old man really knows how to joke, evil dragon? What evil dragon, I don't understand at all. Haha, alas, it's getting late, I have to rush home to watch the prime time soap opera. So, bye bye."

With that said, he turned and ran.Suddenly, a wooden stick stabbed obliquely, and it was heavily inserted into the ground.

With a "bang", there was a huge explosion, and muddy water shot out more than ten meters high.

"I'll ask again, are you Mo Xing, the captain of the Dragon Nirvana team?" Duan Chengtian said coldly, "If you dare to talk nonsense again, don't blame the old man for killing him."

Mo Xing touched his nose, turned around, and said with a bright smile, "Master, do we know each other?"

"Don't we know each other?" Duan Chengtian squinted his eyes, looking up and down Mo Xing like a knife, "You should have seen this old man in the capital 13 years ago."

"13 years ago?" A flash of lightning suddenly flashed in Mo Xing's mind, and he smiled slightly, "You were the director of the Secret Service back then."

Duan Chengtian nodded and said: "Ten years ago, I resigned from the position of director general and entered the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Let me ask you, how did Wu Gang, the leader of your evil dragon, die 13 years ago?"

Mo Xing said solemnly: "I don't know, I don't know."

Duan Chengtian stretched out his hand to suck back his crutches, gave a heavy pause on the water, and said in a deep voice: "Boy, you'd better be honest. You evil dragons have caused such a big disturbance, what are you doing now?"

Mo Xing sighed and said, "My lord, I have left Nielong ten years ago."

"Have you left Nielong?" Duan Chengtian pondered for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "So, the rumor that Nielong had internal strife ten years ago is true."

He took a step forward, frowned and said, "But Wu Gang died 13 years ago, don't you really have any clues?"

Mo Xing curled his lips and said, "If I knew better, I wouldn't have been kicked out ten years ago." His complexion darkened slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "You are a national government agency, can't you find any clues? "

Duan Chengtian shook his head slightly, took a deep look at Mo Xing, and suddenly turned around and said, "Since you have escaped from Nielong, the old man is too lazy to pursue further. Young people, don't forget that you are now in China, and behave more restrained."

Mo Xing chuckled: "Master, why don't you leave a contact information. I'm preparing for a big project recently. For the sake of our old relationship, how about doing me a favor? Hey, hey, don't go so fast... ...in the name of your Ministry of Internal Affairs to scare those mayors and secretaries..."

Duan Chengtian's figure suddenly disappeared, Mo Xing said helplessly: "Hey, the world is getting worse these days. It's hard for an old friend to meet again, and he didn't even do a small favor. It's so sad, hey!" He also suddenly disappeared.

Wen Jing carried Misfortune Thirteen and kept shuttling between the buildings, followed closely by the nameless old man from the House of Internal Affairs, shooting various rays of light from his hands from time to time, piercing a big hole in the building.

"Little girl, put her down quickly, or don't blame our subordinates for being ruthless." A woman roared.

Wen Jing snorted coldly with disdain: "Hey, you five old guys, aren't you ashamed to bully a little girl like me?"

The five old faces blushed slightly, and one of them raised his voice: "It is because you are a little girl that we are merciful. Otherwise, you are already a corpse now."

Wen Jing turned her head and made a grimace: "Old guy, try hitting me. Did you hit me?"

"Little girl, don't be crazy." An old man became furious, pulled out an individual missile launcher from his arms and fired.

"Damn it!" With a scream, Mo Xing kicked the missile away.Then he grabbed Wen Jing and threw a black ball with his backhand.

With a bang, a puff of black smoke enveloped the five old men.

"Black wind and evil sea!" An old man screamed and spat out a mouthful of yellow water.The other four were unable to speak, and fell down with convulsions all over their stomachs.Fortunately, a few people were only about ten meters away from the ground. According to their skills, they could fall at most, and their lives were not in danger.

Duan Chengtian suddenly appeared in mid-air with a gloomy face, looked at the condensed black clouds below, and then looked around without a trace, suddenly smiled slightly, and whispered: "As expected, he is a killer who came out of Nielong , "Hei Feng Nie Hai" is also dare to use the anti-drug indiscriminately."

Mo Xing dragged Wen Jing and ran all the way, and after making sure that no one was following him, he stopped with confidence.Wen Jing threw Misfortune Thirteen on the ground, frowned and said, "Why are you running, can't you beat those six old men?"

"Nonsense, of course we can't fight." Mo Xing rolled his eyes and said, "If I hadn't used the 'Black Wind Nie Hai' to sneak attack, and the old man hiding aside hadn't made a move, we wouldn't have been able to escape. But 'Black Wind Nie Hai' It was copied by me, and many materials were not added, so the duration may not be too long. Let's hurry up."

"The big deal is that you use 'Boundless Sea of ​​Blood'." Wen Jing looked at the stagnant water downstairs, frowned, and said, "Hey, Mo Xing, did the dike really burst? I think the water is getting more and more gone."

"Don't worry, if the flood really comes, the water will rise much faster than this. Those outside should be caused by heavy rain." Mo Xing squatted down, reached out and patted Doom Thirteen's face, "Hey, handsome guy , Wake up? I have put in so much effort, if you are dead, wouldn’t it be a waste of my time and effort.”

Letting Mo Xing slap his face, Doom Thirteen didn't respond.

"You haven't eaten enough, you're so gentle. Get out of the way, I'll do it." Wen Jing pushed Mo Xing away and punched him hard.

With a "click", Mo Xing hurriedly closed his eyes, and moaned, "Oh, little witch, you are too violent." ※※※※※※Welcome everyone to join the reader group, and the glasses are looking forward to your arrival.

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