those years of rebirth

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The three vehicles belonging to Wang Hengxiao and his bodyguards were all engulfed in flames.

There was a sudden chaos on the road, more than a dozen black vans rushed out all around, and after they stopped, dozens of people rushed out in black, some with weapons, some with bare hands.

After dozens of people got out of the car, they continued to shoot into the flames without looking at them. The bullets from the large-caliber rifles poured out. The cars at the intersection did not dare to move forward. They all stopped at the intersection, and the sense of danger spread. In people's minds, Cairo is at the forefront of the war.

However, the war has ceased at this time.

Such a large-scale attack is still happening, and several reporters from the airport are excitedly holding video cameras and cameras to shoot.

ding ding ding ding ding...

Bullets poured into it and hit the vehicle inside, making a crisp sound.

No one was seen coming out of it, but the attackers kept firing and even retreated slowly without any relaxation, as if they were guarding against something.

The people who watched the excitement were wondering, with such an explosion, coupled with the current non-stop shooting, who else can survive from it? ? ?

next moment.

They see the answer.

The flames rose all over the sky, and three figures flew out of it. The air and light around the three figures were twisted into a ball, and the flames were extinguished wherever they passed.

Dozens of guns turned hastily, aiming at the three figures in a well-distributed manner.

However, the speed of the three people was extremely fast. The moment they flew out of the flames, they arrived in front of them almost in the blink of an eye. The distance of more than 20 meters was almost nothing.

These three people are naturally Wang Hengxiao, Huang Feng, and Wang Meina.

Wang Hengxiao stepped forward with a turbulent aura around his body, and all the flames he touched scattered away. In one step, he came to the front of more than a dozen men in black, and his body directly hit him.

boom……

The dozen or so men in black who were too late to shoot were all thrown backwards, like a dozen puppets, the guns in their hands scattered all over the ground.

Wang Meina and Huang Feng also rushed into the crowd, and a dozen or so people were easily settled by the two.

However, the three of them did not have it easy.

There were more than a dozen people standing in the middle of the road, watching what happened here, but they didn't participate, they just watched quietly.

It was Elena, the director of the US Central Intelligence Agency, who took the lead.

There were two people standing beside Elena, a skinny old Chinese man and a bald monk in linen clothes. Behind him stood a dozen people, half of them were Chinese, half were white and black.

"Director Wang, we meet again."

With her hands behind her back, Elena was wearing a tight-fitting leather jacket. Her tall and proud figure was unmistakable. Zhu Mingfeng, Carter and others behind her all stared at her with straight eyes, but they looked at Wang Meina on the opposite side from time to time, all admiring the beauty of the world It's all focused on the two of them.

It's a pity that the two women are extremely difficult, and can even be said to be dangerous people.

After thinking for a moment, everyone focused their eyes on the young Chinese standing in front of Wang Meina——Wang Hengxiao.

There is no one here who doesn't know Wang Hengxiao. Zhu Mingfeng even wants to thank Wang Hengxiao for his actions, so that he can rise to the top position in Africa and become the head of the sharpshooter mercenary group.

Wang Hengxiao glanced over the faces of these people one by one, and paused for a while on the old Chinese man and the monk in sackcloth, who gave him a dangerous feeling.

"Director Elena, please stay safe. Your master has stepped down, but you are still working hard." Wang Hengxiao smiled and said, "I don't feel worthy for you."

Elena's expression seemed to be always so cold, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, and her voice was also cold, as she said indifferently: "No matter what, we will catch you today and bring you back to the United States."

"Everyone, go all out and make a quick decision!"

The Chinese elder beside Elena and the Mai monk moved together.

When the two of them moved, the tiger howled and the dragon groaned.

hoo hoo...

As soon as the Chinese old man made a move, the tiger's claws were sharp, and the turbulence around his body turned into a fierce tiger. With a roar of the tiger, the air around him suddenly condensed.

Wang Hengxiao's eyes are serious, this is a means to touch the realm of mythology, and it is even possible that this old man has stepped into the realm of mythological master.

"who are you?"

Wang Hengxiao stretched out one hand and clenched his fist tightly.

Snapped……

A punch was grabbed by the five fingers of the old man, but the old man's body shook slightly, he hurriedly let go, took two steps back, stared at Wang Hengxiao with lightning-like eyes, and said in a deep voice: "My surname is Li, he is your patriarch. For a generation, Li Lao Neng is my grandfather, and Xingyiquan is my family's martial arts. In Europe, people call me Li Laogui!"

Old Ghost Li!

old devil!

Wang Hengxiao's expression was shocked immediately. This is a legendary existence among Chinese warriors. He created a world in Europe alone, but what few people know is his life experience. Wang Hengxiao said from his mouth at this time, Only then did I realize that this Old Ghost Li was the grandson of Li Lao Neng, one of the three great masters of mythology in the late Qing Dynasty.

In terms of seniority, almost all the fighters practicing Xingyiquan in the world today are his juniors.

"I didn't expect it to be the back of Patriarch Nengran." Wang Hengxiao said in a deep voice: "However, as a warrior who has experienced that era, you are serving the Americans. If you think that Patriarch has a spirit under the spring, what will it be like?" Disappointed and angry."

Old Ghost Li's eyes were gloomy, he snorted coldly, and said, "Since I've embarked on this path, I know what I'm doing, Wang Hengxiao, I didn't expect you to break through to the level you are today. I think my grandfather was like that back then." Your strength, unfortunately, today you will undoubtedly die!"

"Benefactor Li, we don't have much time, let's act quickly."

This sackclothed monk is also Chinese, and he speaks the authentic Central Plains dialect, and his thin body walks step by step, giving people a strange feeling, like a god of death walking in the world, and the places he passes are lifeless.

"Monk Ji Mie, this kid has the same level of cultivation as my grandfather, and is a line higher than mine. Go up and try it first."

Old Ghost Li said in a deep voice.

Monk Annihilation!

Wang Hengxiao's heart was shocked again.

The four European masters, Li Laogui, Widow, and Yi Wuquan, all three are Chinese masters.The other is a British sharpshooter, a sharpshooter who can kill super warriors.

However, in America, there are also masters of the same level.

Monk Ji Mie is one of the top masters. According to legend, he was a disciple of the Living Buddha of the Potala Palace at first, and later transferred to Shaolin Zen.

In terms of seniority, this monk Ji Mie is almost of the same generation as the current Shaolin abbot, and he is the younger brother of Master Haideng, the number one master in Shaolin back then.

It is much easier to mix in America than in Europe, because America is more chaotic and most of them are foreign forces.However, the local forces in Europe are intricate, and it is difficult to get famous, so there are only a few Chinese masters in Europe, but in America, there are ten masters, and eight of them are Chinese.

It is said that there is a root cause for the Judgment of Shaolin by Monk Ji Mie back then, but no one knows the specifics, maybe only a few eminent monks of Shaolin know.After being sentenced to Shaolin, Ji Mie named himself Ji Mie and traveled far away to America. In the past 20 years, he has achieved a lot of fame.

This time they can be mobilized by the U.S. government, because the U.S. government has given them great benefits, money, and power!

Comparatively speaking, Zhu Mingfeng and other Chinese masters behind them are much weaker than these two, while Carter and others are only here to play soy sauce as spectators, they have no way to intervene, and they may be arranged a few kilometers away A few of the top snipers can play some role.

of course!

The real killer features may not be these.

Eileen glanced over the still burning flames and the oil tank truck blocking the road behind, and looked at Wang Hengxiao again, with awe-inspiring eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Director Wang, please come with me to the CIA as a guest one trip."

"The lineup is indeed very strong, but it's nothing more than that."

Wang Hengxiao and Feng Wuji have both fought. This is Dong Haichuan's closed disciple, a super martial artist who stepped into the mythical realm with one foot, and destroyed his decades of life.

Facing Old Ghost Li and Monk Ji Mie at this time, he had nothing to fear at all, but was afraid that Elena would have other preparations. This woman had suffered many times at his hands, so there must have been a lot of preparations for this operation.

"Hold on, don't hold back."

Wang Hengxiao snorted coldly.

Huang Feng and Wang Meina beside them moved out suddenly, directly passed Old Ghost Li and Monk Ji Mie, and rushed towards Elena's group.

Wang Hengxiao crossed half a circle with his hands, his fists whistling, the air flow in a radius of tens of meters suddenly stagnated, and the qi condensed and turned into real dragons.

It is the trick in vacuum boxing - the real dragon!

Old Ghost Li snorted: "Well done, let me see how much you have learned in Xingyiquan."

Monk Ji Mie also said in a deep voice: "Quick battle, let's fight together. I heard that Shi Lin died in your hands. Back then, he had a good relationship with me. He taught me the essence of boxing."

"Today is considered revenge for Monk Shi Lin."

Wang Hengxiao didn't speak, his mind settled down, the speed of his fists became slower and slower, and they collided with the fists of Old Ghost Li and Monk Ji Mier in an instant.

Li Laogui passed down the authentic Xingyi boxing from the Li family. He majors in the twelve lines and pays more attention to the way of health preservation. Every breath and every movement carries all kinds of magic. Roar, the images of many powerful and ferocious beasts condensed and rushed out like thousands of troops.

Monk Ji Mie majored in Deadwood Zen and One Finger Zen!

At that time, Master Haideng was invincible in the world with One Finger Zen, and Monk Ji Mie also learned the samadhi, coupled with the extremely powerful instant explosive power of Deadwood Zen, combined with One Finger Zen, it can be called a deadly move.

At this time, Monk Ji Mie was like this, without unnecessary movements, his body became a little taller, his complexion became ruddy, he stretched out his finger, and stabbed directly with a whistling.

The layers of qi in front of Wang Hengxiao were unstoppable, and wherever this finger passed, layers of qi waves scattered and impacted.

(To be continued)