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Chapter 207 Wen Da (On the Shelf Outbreak 9)

Chapter 310 Wen Da

After killing the killers who were about to force their way into the room, Zhang Yiming continued to listen. These killers should be just forwards, and it is not known how many will follow up.

His ears were like radar, capable of picking up any slight sound, and soon Zhang Yiming heard footsteps that were lighter than a cat's from the corridor.

"The big fish finally appeared."

Zhang Yiming smiled slightly, and the master who had been looking forward to it all night was about to show up. Judging from the sound of this person's footsteps, it was obvious that he was an A-level master.

The footsteps stopped outside the door, and did not enter the room immediately, as if checking the killers who had been killed.

"Zhang Yiming?"

A voice that sounded a little familiar, the killer seemed to recognize Zhang Yiming's flying knife skills.

Zhang Yiming looked towards the door, and it turned out to be Zhang Jialin.

As Meng Fanhai's most important special warfare officer, Zhang Jialin's appearance here would not surprise anyone, and it is enough to see that Meng Fanhai really wanted to kill Qin Wanru this time, otherwise he would not have sent Zhang Jialin, an A-level expert. To deal with an ordinary person.

"It turned out to be Lao Zhang, really an old acquaintance in a foreign land."

Zhang Yiming stood up and greeted him with a smile.

Zhang Jialin's gaze was somewhat complicated. On the one hand, he received an order to assassinate Qin Wanru. Out of the loyalty of the soldiers, he would accept and complete Meng Fanhai's request no matter whether it was legal or not.

But he didn't want to be an enemy of Zhang Yiming either. It wasn't because of the difference in strength that he was timid. It was just that he saved his life last time and owed him a big favor. As a man, he couldn't repay his kindness with revenge.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Jialin made a decision, and said calmly, "I didn't expect you to protect Qin Wanru. You should know the purpose of my trip, so everyone who stands in my way must be dealt with."

Zhang Yiming was not happy when he heard it: "I said, Lao Zhang, you should also know the gap in strength between us. No matter what method you use, it is impossible to defeat me. Besides, what Meng Fanhai asked you to do is all Criminal behavior, why do you have to obey his command?"

"Commander Meng has shown me kindness, and I must repay it, and as a soldier, I only care about whether I can complete the task, not right or wrong."

Zhang Jialin's face is determined, his world view is certainly not wrong, but for a man, this is a noble quality.

Zhang Yiming shrugged helplessly: "It seems that we will inevitably fight again today."

A rare smile appeared on Zhang Jialin's serious face: "It's not a pleasure to be able to fight to the death with the super special forces of the dragon group."

"Hey, with our strength, if there is a fight in the room, the room will definitely become very messy. Let's not damage public property. How about we fight in Wen?"

Zhang Yiming's eyes flickered a few times, and he asked with a smile.

Zhang Jialin was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked: "What is Wenda?"

Zhang Yiming chuckled: "Wen Da just doesn't touch the opponent's body, just rely on fighting spirit, how about seeing who falls first?"

Although Zhang Jialin was puzzled, he still nodded and agreed. He had fought Zhang Yiming twice, and he had a deep understanding of this guy's powerful combat power. In terms of fists and kicks, no matter how much he practiced, he could not be Zhang Yiming's opponent, not to mention he still has the emperor. The man in the armor couldn't use his acupoint punching skills at all.

But Zhang Jialin is proud. Even if there is a gap in strength, he doesn't think his fighting spirit is inferior to Zhang Yiming.

Dou Qi is a process of hard training and accumulation. In theory, the longer the training time, the stronger the Dou Qi. Zhang Jialin has been practicing Dou Qi for 30 years, and he is older than Zhang Yiming, so he has such confidence.

After thinking for a while, he tentatively asked, "What if you fall down first?"

Zhang Yiming lit a cigarette and said relaxedly: "If I fall down first, then I will turn around and leave immediately. As for what you do to Qin Wanru, I will not interfere, but Lao Zhang, if you are beaten by me first Is it down?"

Zhang Jialin thought for a while and said, "Then I will remove my people immediately. As long as Qin Wanru is in Chang'an, I will not appear here."

"Okay, it's a deal, then you can hit me first, but I don't like blind typing, so let's turn on the light first."

While Zhang Yiming was talking, he raised his hand and flicked it slightly, a strong fighting spirit came out, and it hit the switch not far away, and the lights in the room instantly turned on.

Zhang Jialin's pupils constricted for a while, and it would take at least 30 years for him to be able to turn fighting energy into qi and release it at will. A master like him can only barely do it, obviously not as easy as Zhang Yiming's.

"He deliberately showed his strength, which made me feel timid."

Zhang Jialin suddenly thought of Zhang Yiming's strategy, and immediately calmed down and calmed down.

Zhang Yiming chuckled: "Don't be so nervous, how about this, I'll let you hit me first."

As he spoke, he opened his arms and looked at Zhang Jialin with a smile, as if he had no defense at all.

Zhang Jialin will never let this opportunity pass you by, his fighting spirit instantly condensed on the fist wind, and with a light drink, a powerful fighting spirit came out, hitting Zhang Yiming's chest directly.

Zhang Yiming's body surface had already formed a barrier of fighting spirit. Although Zhang Jialin's fighting spirit was strong, he couldn't break through this barrier. He could only shake Zhang Yiming's body slightly, and the fighting spirit disappeared.

Zhang Jialin's face clearly showed disappointment. This was his only chance to defeat Zhang Yiming, but unfortunately he still failed.

"It's my turn now."

Zhang Yiming chuckled and flicked it casually. Zhang Jialin hurriedly defended with grudge, but he didn't feel any attack.

Looking at Zhang Yiming suspiciously, he smiled even more proudly. Zhang Jialin knew something was wrong, but he didn't know what happened.

"Old Zhang, you have already been hit by my magical power of shattering thunderbolts and snapping fingers. After 1 minute, your blood vessels in your whole body will explode to death."

Zhang Yiming took a deep puff of cigarette comfortably, and answered Zhang Jialin's questions with a smile.

"This is impossible!"

Zhang Jialin's first reaction was to refute. His body is very honest, and he really didn't feel any harm just now. It must be Zhang Yiming's alarmist words here.

"My vindictiveness has been trained to the invisible and invisible state, and it can penetrate any defensive barrier. If you don't believe me, you can touch the third rib. Does it hurt a little? It's the tiny wound I caused when I attacked you just now. "

Zhang Yiming said with a smile, and at the same time motioned Zhang Jialin to check with his eyes.

Zhang Jialin's forehead was already dripping with cold sweat, maybe what Zhang Yiming said was true, how can a top S-level master have a killer weapon, could it be that he was really unfortunate enough to be tricked?

He couldn't help but wanted to confirm what Zhang Yiming said, and stretched out his fingers to press on the third rib, just as Zhang Yiming said, it was indeed a bit numb and painful.

Zhang Jialin's face changed, and Zhang Yiming spoke again: "If you still don't believe it, keep pressing down, it will hurt more, yes, go down a little bit."

Hearing his words, Zhang Jialin involuntarily moved his hand down a little, and then pressed it down.

"It's done!"

Zhang Yiming snapped his fingers and looked at Zhang Jialin with a smile.

As soon as Zhang Jialin pressed his finger down, he fell straight down.

(End of this chapter)