About the story of a brave man being a potato for a thousand years and then the world was destroyed

Yayin couldn't help but be so suspicious.

Since this is a multi-layered underground city, there is no such thing as a basement on the lower floor of the Jingding Building.

If there is something hidden, it can only be...

Yayin looked up at the top of the building, narrowed her eyes slightly, and murmured: "Is it the top floor... Well, how about I go up and have a look too?"

Just as Yayin was thinking this, the potato boys took action first.

Whether it was because the floor was too hard to drill through, or because they considered Ya Yin's presence, these brats did not go underground, but followed the crowd around to the back of the Jingding Building from the side passage.

"Huh? Where are you planning to go?" Yayin was confused and hurried to follow.

She also wanted to see what these brats were heading for when they suddenly slipped out.

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Jingding Building, six floors.

When the bored Liu Ji kicked the last gambling table to pieces, suddenly he heard slow applause from behind him.

"Well done, well done..." The mighty man who appeared out of nowhere slowly walked over, clapping his hands as he walked, "To be honest, I don't know how many times I wanted to smash this man-eating place. "Yes, I thought I would never have this opportunity in my life, but I didn't expect that an outsider like you would do it today."

Liu Ji looked at the man and frowned slightly.

Of course, he didn't understand what this person was talking about.

He just wondered if this person was the brave man he was waiting for...

Um.

Of course, if you look at it this way, 99.99% of the time it shouldn't be the case, but you still have to ask.

So, Liu Ji hoarse his voice and asked with a mantra in a voice like a broken gong: "Are you a brave man?"

"Huh? Spell? Brave man?" The man was stunned for a moment, and then replied with a spell, "No, no, no, how could I be a brave man? If he is a brave man..."

"Oh," Liu Ji interrupted, "Then who are you?"

"Me?" The man was interrupted, paused for a moment, and then said, "I'm just an ordinary soldier, what's wrong?"

"A soldier..." Liu Ji smiled.

"Why are you laughing?" The man frowned.

"Isn't it funny that a soldier came to protect the casino?" Liu Ji asked.

"Isn't this normal?" The man looked at Liu Ji with a subtle expression, not understanding why Liu Ji said this at all.

After all, in some places in this world, even the value of the military's existence is only to protect casinos and other profitable industries.

but……

"I really have no obligation to protect this place, and I even want to destroy this place like you," the man said, "but I'm sorry, I am a soldier, and the order I received is to kill you."

Liu Ji frowned slightly, thinking about what the man said.

It sounds like the army doesn't like it here, at least the person in front of them doesn't like it, which explains something.

He actually had a guess before, maybe the army and the city here are independent of each other.

After all, in this pedantic environment, it would be a shame if a decent army could really come out.

Even if the brave men here can block the king's cavalry, the other tyrant troops are not vegetarians, so there must be a decent army here.

And in any case, he had better not cause casualties to the army here. After all, he still relies on these brothers to defend the front line. If he kills their people, wouldn't it be equivalent to working for the tyrant.

Although there is only one person here now, in this world, there are some individuals who are more important than hundreds or thousands of people.

After thinking about it, Liu Ji sneered and continued to ask in a drake voice: "Kill me? Just you? Forget it, let your brave man do it. Only he is worthy of fighting me. You are not worthy."

"Huh? Haha, although I know that your appearance is a lie, I really didn't expect such arrogant remarks." The man smiled, "Whether it's worthy or not, let's..."

Before he finished speaking, a clang was heard, and Liu Ji's heavy sword fell to the ground.

The man raised his eyebrows and asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

"You must fight, yes," Liu Ji slowly turned around and faced the man, "I don't need a sword to deal with you."

The man was stunned for a moment, then he laughed, pulled out the long sword from his waist and threw it directly to the ground, saying in a deep voice: "Okay, then let me see what you are capable of!"

After saying that, he rushed straight towards Liu Ji.

In an instant, the two figures intertwined.

After just one meeting, Liu Ji felt the huge gap in fighting level.

The opponent's posture, movements, offensive logic, and room for change of moves are all several levels ahead of him.

But, it doesn’t matter.

Some of the techniques are played by experienced players.

Liu Ji's movements were very simple. He turned sideways, stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the opponent.

At that moment, the man was stunned for a moment, because he clearly felt that Liu Ji was heading for an empty space to catch him, and it was impossible to catch him even if he didn't make any response.

Although there was a bad premonition in his heart, after all, this was the first tentative confrontation. The man in the flash of lightning had no time to think about more possibilities. He just assumed that Liu Ji had made a mistake and ignored the grab. Liu Ji attacked.

However, in the next moment, Liu Ji's hand suddenly appeared in front of his left hand and grabbed his wrist, as if it suddenly misplaced its position.

The man's heart suddenly pounded, and he was about to change his tactics. Unexpectedly, the next moment, a completely irresistible force came, and he was pulled into the air, drawing an arc in the air, and turned around heavily. The ground hit the ground.

Before the man could recover, Liu Ji dodged, appeared above the man, and punched the ground beside his head.

With a loud bang, the ground next to the man burst into flames. The violent shock wave left ripple-like ripples on the hard marble floor. The air waves kicked up sand and dust debris several meters high. .

The man felt the strong wind near his face that was close to cutting his skin, and looked at Liu Ji dully, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"I told you, you are not qualified." Under the shadow of the dark armor, Liu Ji's shining green pupils looked extremely penetrating. "Call your brave men, otherwise, I will smash these floors like I did. Bit by bit, destroy the whole city."

After that, Liu Ji stood up, picked up the long sword that was thrown on the ground, left the man who was still in a daze, and turned around to walk towards the stairs leading to the next floor.

While going upstairs, he did not forget to smash the guardrails on both sides of the stairs to pieces.

Looking at Liu Ji's retreating back, the man didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

After a long time, he swallowed, slowly raised his upper body, and looked at the ground behind him.

The ripples of gravel exploded from beside his head, as well as the floor tiles that had been blasted through.

You must know that this is the Jingding Building. The floor tiles are half a meter thick, and there are at least ten layers of reinforced magic arrays that were prepared during construction. Even the frontline fortress of the army has almost this specification.

But with just one lap of his, the entire layer of reinforced magic array had been completely destroyed.

It wasn't simply a hole punched out, but a complete malfunction.

Just one punch...

This kind of power was something men had never heard of before.

If this punch hits him on the head...

The man swallowed, and he was suddenly very glad that he threw away the sword in his hand.

He didn't understand why Liu Ji showed mercy to him. He just guessed that maybe it had something to do with him dropping the sword in his hand.

Then, he slowly took out a disc from his arms, tapped it twice, put it to his mouth and said: "Commander, yes, it's me..."

That...well, sure, failed, but that's not what I'm talking about.

The opponent's strength far exceeds my knowledge. For now, I, how should I put it, I don't feel like he is an enemy.

However, his combat power may be on the level of the opponent's general, and then...

He said that he wanted to see the brave man..."

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Jingding Building, 30 floors.

With a loud noise, the whole building shook.

"What the hell, what's going on down there?" Anwada frowned and looked at his feet, "That guy couldn't figure it out and gave Lou a pout, right? That would be a big trouble."

"It doesn't matter, we can't be beaten to death," Snow said indifferently, wearing two silver gloves studded with gems on his hands, operating something quickly in front of a door.

"Yes," Anvada nodded and threw a steel ball.

The steel ball hit the corner of the wall not far away and bounced into the aisle next to it. It was accompanied by several quick crackling sounds, and then there was a sound like a person falling from the distance.

And if you look carefully, you can see that there are many security personnel wearing security uniforms scattered in the aisle near the two people.

"But the security guards on these accommodation floors are really calm. I feel like they'll be here soon, so they're not panicking," Anvada murmured while stroking the corpse at his feet.

"Don't panic, these high-level security guards are out of their minds, they are no different from magic dolls," Snow replied casually.

"Is it related to those red crystals?" Anwada asked.

"Almost, after all, that thing will corrode the soul," Snow said, "But the low-purity crystals below are not very corrosive. They are probably specially designed. Even if the soul is sucked for a long time, its own repair ability can resist it. The above The ones I came into contact with are probably not the same ones.”

"In other words, high concentrations will have greater side effects?" Na Beilin on the side asked doubtfully, "Then what's the point of using this on them?"

"Who knows, maybe for some reason, they don't want these top-level security guards and waiters to have self-will," Snow replied casually.

"Huh?" Anvada frowned on the side.

He looked around, touched his chin, and muttered: "When you say that, I thought of a question... Have you noticed that none of the tenants on this floor seem to have left the room?"

"Huh? It seems so?" Na Beilin asked in surprise, "Is it because it's on the top floor that no one wants to live there?"

"No, normally in such a high-end building, the rooms on the upper floors are more advanced. It's strange," Anwada muttered, rubbing his chin.

"You have to really care to check it out," Snow said. "Anyway, if you are discovered, you will be silenced immediately."

Anvada glanced at Snow and scratched her chin.

Sure enough, Yayin's death was a big blow to Snow. After all, tenants are more like passers-by. In the past, Snow would have tried his best to avoid attacking passers-by...

but.

Unlike Snow, Anvada has never cared about this.

Once upon a time, he was the one who was out of tune with the whole team because of his unscrupulous means.

Now that Snow had spoken, he would not be polite anymore.

Turning his pistol casually, Anwada walked towards the nearest guest room.

Nabelin at the back sighed, turned around silently, and stared at the passages on both sides.

Anwada walked to the door of the room and gently scratched the door with the head of the pistol.

Just like cutting tofu, he cut a small wound on the door.

Then, he approached the wound and looked into the guest room.

He was stunned at one glance.

He thought it would be a luxurious high-end guest room, but at first glance, he didn't see even a piece of furniture. Instead, there was a huge cylindrical crystal jar and countless small crystal jars.

In the largest crystal jar, it was filled with amber-like red liquid.

And in the liquid, there was only a human brain floating alone.

172. Two-in-one Who is not an old tool man?

Kajia Holy City, the altar on the top floor.

The half-old elf in plain clothes slowly walked to the statue in front of the altar. Then, he knelt on his knees, folded his hands on his chest, tapped his forehead on the ground, and said in a solemn tone: "Dear brave man, your humble followers are eager for your coming to protect your holy land from being invaded by outsiders."

After the voice fell, nothing happened.

But the half-old elf did not seem to be in a hurry, just maintained his movements and waited quietly.

This wait lasted for half an hour.

Finally, the golden light shone in the eyes of the statue, and the hard rock suddenly became a little soft, lowered his head slightly, and looked at the half-old elf in front of him.

Then, as if the ethereal voice came from the sky, it sounded from all directions.

"I know."