future master in modern

In the helicopter, a group of people stared blankly at the screen, motionless.

"I'm not mistaken!" Someone asked tremblingly.

No one spoke, everyone just shook their heads and remained silent.

"It's figured out." The tall and thin man suddenly said, and everyone pricked up their ears.

"The blow just now is equivalent to the energy produced by the explosion of two kilograms of TNT, which has a full energy of 840 million joules." He said very solemnly, and he didn't know what kind of emotion was contained in his tone.

Maybe, it sounds like two kilograms doesn't seem like much, but in fact?What is the concept of two kilograms of TNT? If two kilograms of TNT explosives explode, it can instantly destroy two connected houses, or two cars next to each other. Note that it is completely destroyed and there is no residue left. More importantly, , which was issued entirely by one person.

This man is simply a super killer!

The purpose of their trip is to meet this person, when the time comes...

By this time, they had already forgotten the firepower equipment they carried, and the first reaction in their heads was fear, that is, not to confront this person.

It's just that no one dared to speak out, because they were members of the doomsday empire first, and ordinary people second.

The leading blond man's eyes twitched when he heard the data calculated by the tall and thin man, but he thought of the foolproof preparations he had made for the success of this operation, and he was determined.

When the time comes, there is always a way.

Everyone has flaws, he doesn't believe it, and he still can't find out where this person has many flaws?

The red dot shining like the scorching sun stopped again on the screen, and everyone focused all their eyes on this red dot.

Next, what amazing move will he have?

They waited anxiously.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the courtyard is so weird and weird.

Everything that just happened seemed like an illusion.

A hallucination that you don't even want to see in your dreams.

When everyone couldn't recover, and their hearts seemed to be tightly clenched, there was another scene in the small building.

On the second floor, a sofa and a coffee table are all that Wang Mubai sees at this moment.

His bodyguards guarded him with all their might for the last time, and it was also the last time they guarded him before the end of their lives.

Wang Mubai has not spoken for nearly 10 minutes. During this period, he asked the bodyguards for cigarettes several times. Normally, the bodyguards would definitely act to dissuade them, but now, no one dissuades them, because everyone knows what it is now In such a situation, Zao Wou-ki, who they regarded as their reliance, is now unknown, but most likely he is dead.

This means that, under the circumstances of absolute weakness, there is only a dead end waiting for them.

In other words, they are now waiting to die.

In the light black ashtray, there are several cigarettes that have been burned to the end, and there is another burning smoke.

Wang Mubai coughed a few times, and a bodyguard had already stepped forward to pat him on the back. After taking a few breaths, he slowed down.

The bodyguard's hand was still on his shoulder, Wang Mubai looked softly, stretched out his right hand, patted the back of the bodyguard's hand, and then slowly looked around at these bodyguards who had been with him for nearly ten years.

"Actually, you are the ones I am most sorry for in this life." Wang Mubai seems to have aged many years suddenly, and now he looks like a real old man, "I adopted you, but I failed to give you a good future , In the past ten years, you have spent either in training, or in danger, on the front line of life and death, I want to say sorry to you at the end."

After finishing speaking, Wang Mubai coughed again.

The bodyguards moved their dry lips, looked deeply at their titular boss, and secretly called their child's adoptive father, and they all knelt deeply, "Boss, if it weren't for you, we wouldn't exist in the world now." , I'm afraid we have become lonely ghosts long ago, it is you who gave us a second life, so we can appreciate the splendor of this world, know so many good brothers, and you are such a good boss."

"Get up, get up." Wang Mubai hurriedly stood up from the sofa and helped the bodyguards up one by one.

"You are all good children, you are all good children. The most correct thing I, Wang Mubai, did in my life was to adopt you at the beginning. It's a pity that my only wish - to start a family for you, may not come true!" Wang Mubai There is no regret in the tone.

"This is fate!" Wang Mubai sighed and didn't speak anymore.

The bodyguards dispersed silently, but some bodyguards stood in front of the window and observed the situation below.

He looked down from the window, and with just one glance, he saw a proudly standing body. At this moment, that figure seemed to be able to support the world, the world in their hearts.

He froze and forgot to shout, until after a while, he barely made a sound.

"That's... Mr. Zhao!"

The bodyguard shouted, attracting everyone's attention.

The atmosphere that was gloomy and gloomy just now, like a pool of stagnant water, seems to suddenly come alive at this moment, flowing quickly inside and outside the room, the air seems to be fresher.

Wang Mubai raised his slightly drooping eyebrows when he heard the words, and his expression froze for a moment, as if he didn't believe it.

"What, Brother Zhao!" He exclaimed, without thinking too much, surrounded by several bodyguards, he stood in front of the window and looked down.

Suddenly, they were stunned, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

Isn't it Zhao Wuji who stands in the very middle with a towering aura and domineering appearance?

He was still the same, still confident, everything under control.

It really was him, it really was him!

Wang Mubai will never forget that kind of temperament, that kind of aura, this kind of aura belongs only to Zhao Wuji!

In this world, there is only one Zao Wou-Ki.

If one insists on saying that there is no one before and no one to come, in the long river of time, it should be counted, but in Wang Mubai's heart, Zao Wou-ki is one of them.

He said no problem, that is really no problem, he said to keep himself safe, that means [-]% will keep himself safe.

There is no reason, because this is Zao Wou-ki's promise.

If in this life, Wang Mubai was happiest when he met these bodyguards, then the luckiest thing was meeting Zhao Wuji.

Such a group of people, looking at Zao Wou-ki facing countless people, felt mixed feelings in his heart.

Downstairs, outside the courtyard.

The momentum is like a stream, rolling in, making the air in this area extremely oppressive.

Zao Wou-ki enjoys the feeling of being powerful, looking at all these people in front of him, he just feels that they are like chickens and dogs, vulnerable to a single blow.

There is a saying in the Tao Te Ching: Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are regarded as straw dogs; saints are not benevolent, and people are regarded as straw dogs.

When a person's strength rises, his state of mind and vision will also rise involuntarily. Looking at those people in the past, he will only look at them with a superior attitude.

Although the momentum is invisible, it does exist.

When the giant bald man died, the surrounding minions panicked, that man was a master invited by his master, it was over like this, how could this work.

So, relying on the large number of people, they surrounded Zao Wou-Ki in a dense mass of darkness, but at the same time, there was still a shadow in the hearts of the minions, no one dared to take the initiative to attack Zhao Wou-Ki.

Zhao Wuji glanced at them indifferently, not even interested in doing anything.

They don't deserve it!

Zhao Wuji walked forward, his target was the one who used the sword and claimed to be the master of swordsmanship.

Zhao Wuji wanted to leave, who would dare to stop him?

Don't say it's a person in front, don't care what it is, if you dare to stop it, Zhao Wuji will definitely destroy it decisively.

Gods block and kill gods, Buddhas block and kill Buddhas, that's it.

The road ahead was originally densely packed with darkness, but as Zhao Wou-ki moved forward step by step, they dispersed one after another.

The footprints that were close to two inches each appeared on this concrete floor, giving people the illusion that this was a piece of mud.

Boom...Boom...

Like a giant elephant walking, the earth roared.

They tried their best to get out of the way, but because the crowd was too crowded, the way they got out of the way was actually not wide.

Zao Wou-ki was walking in the middle of the road they gave way to, looked left and right, and pushed his arms to the sides.

Suddenly, the whole crowd set off a frenzy like waves on the sea.

This is such a huge force, it is nothing to push one or two people, but it is beyond human power to squeeze this densely, densely packed, unrecognizable number of people, and make it staggering to and fro.

In this way, in just ten or so steps, Zao Wou-ki retreated a few times, forcing himself to withdraw from a path as wide as his arms were open.

At the end of the recording, the man with the sword forced himself to stand there calmly. In fact, he regretted that he came up with the giant man.

If he didn't come up with the bald giant, he would definitely have a chance to escape, but now, he can't, he can't escape.

All he can do is fight, fight to the death!

His strength is indeed great, but it is not what he relies on, the sword in his hand is, his own strength is only for the sword in his hand, and the sword in his hand can only be displayed with such strength. The greatest power comes.

Come, strike first, he strikes decisively.

With a wave of the long sword in his hand, with a swish, a long string of sword flowers slipped out, flowing like clouds and flowing water. This person still has a certain degree of attainment in the way of swordsmanship.

With the whistle of the sword, it split on the ground, drawing a shallow gully.

Picking up again, with a squeak, the air was broken, and the afterimage of the sword, under the trembling of the sword every second, went straight to Zhao Wuji who was walking slowly.

Zhao Wou-ki raised his eyes and sneered at the long sword spat out like a snake letter, and raised his hand to come, but he did not avoid it.

The man narrowed his eyes, heaved a sigh of relief, and kicked his legs, adding a few percent more power to this amazingly powerful sword.