Super hang up system

Liu Xing slapped the railing, from top to bottom, like the Milky Way falling for nine days, he met the instructor in the air with a more violent momentum.

As soon as they met, there was a deafening boom, which was the sound made when two people's fists collided together.

Amidst the ear-shattering rumbling sound, the two figures kept changing positions in the air, and the overflowing energy was so strong that people couldn't open their eyes, and those who were a little closer retreated one after another.

The movements of the two became faster and denser, so fast that no one could see them clearly.

The more and more dense rumbling sounds were connected together in the end, as if turning into a long thunderstorm, which was endless.

No matter how long the thunderstorm was, there was an end. With a thunderclap, the two figures separated from the middle and finally fell to the ground.

Liu Xing was breathing quickly, and he looked at the instructor with more serious eyes. I had already overestimated the instructor's ability, but when he really started to do it, he realized that the instructor was more powerful than he imagined.

The instructor also stared at Liu Xing closely, feeling a huge wave in his heart. With the help of the medicine, there is still someone who can match him, which is really unimaginable.

This is the most powerful enemy they have ever encountered.

The instructor slowly took out a dagger from his back waist. This is his usual weapon, but few people can force him to use it. Today he finally took it out again, which shows how much he attaches importance to Liu Xing.

Seeing this, Liu Xing smiled coldly, turned his wrist, and a short hollow metal stick with a strange appearance appeared in his hand.

He knew that instructors would be difficult to deal with, and he also learned from Yehu and Mouton that people in their organization usually use daggers, and the person who uses them best is the instructor.

Of course, it would be a disadvantage to deal with people with weapons with bare hands, so when Liu Xing returned to Beijing to develop the inhibitor this time, he also made a special weapon for himself by the way.

This seemingly ordinary metal short stick is actually not ordinary at all. The material used is a very hard alloy that can resist very powerful forces.

And there is also a hidden small organ, which can play an unexpected role in an emergency.

The instructor licked the edge of the dagger with his tongue, showing a cruel smile, he gave a light drink and turned into a red light to shoot at Liu Xing again.

Liu Xing calmly raised his short stick to meet him.

The instructor's dagger came at Liu Xing's chest with great force. Liu Xing stretched his arm forward and stabbed forward.

With a crisp ding, the front end of the hollow short stick hit the sharp tip of the dagger, and a string of sparks sputtered from the front end of the short stick.

Liu Xing twisted his wrist and bounced the dagger away.

The instructor paused for a moment, and continued to stab with the dagger, this time taking Liu Xing's face.

Liu Xing returned the stick calmly, and the dagger slid across the stick, making ear-piercing rubbing sounds.

The dagger and the short stick seemed to have a strong attraction to each other, and they kept meeting in the air.

The sound of crisp metal collisions exploded in the air, and every sound was accompanied by sparks splashing.

A large number of sparks actually overwhelmed the lights in the Baixiang Garden, illuminating everyone's faces.

With a sound of tearing, the two separated suddenly. Liu Xing frowned, and retreated to the side while clutching his belly.

He was distracted by the sudden kick from the instructor just now, and was accidentally cut in the lower abdomen by a dagger. Blood flowed from his fingers, and soon soaked his clothes.

Seeing this, Wen Xiaolong and Yehu wanted to come to help, but Liu Xing raised his arms to stop them.

He took out a silver needle and stabbed it at himself quickly. The needle stopped bleeding. Although the wound could not heal, the bleeding had stopped.

The instructor was amazed at this miraculous scene, but he didn't take it seriously at all. Although Liu Xing is very strong, his actual combat experience is obviously much less than his, so he was able to sneak attack successfully.

Before he was injured, Liu Xing was not his opponent, let alone now that he was injured, he would not take it seriously.

It's just that he didn't know at all that Liu Xing relied on his original physical strength to fight against it, and there was still a bottle of improved potion lying in Liu Xing's ring.

After the bleeding stopped, Liu Xing moved his fingers. He was considering whether to use the power of medicine.

After some weighing, he finally gave up on the idea.

Although the medicine has been improved by him and has no such major side effects on the body, the fundamental principle of the medicine is to stimulate the potential of the human body, so it will still cause some unnecessary damage to the body.

The current situation is not urgent enough to use this potion, and he still has other trump cards, so he won't use it for the time being.

The instructor said coldly: "If you are arrested now, I can consider absorbing you into the organization and give you a good position."

Liu Xing mocked: "Be like you as Mr. Jiang's dog? I'm sorry, I can't do it."

The instructor suppressed his anger and said: "If you don't eat the toast and eat the fine wine, then don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless."

Liu Xing ignored him, but raised the short stick horizontally, pointed at the instructor, and then showed a wicked smile.

The instructor's hairs stood on end suddenly, and an extremely dangerous aura enveloped him without any reason, but his instinct told him that he was in extreme danger.

And the danger comes from the bland short stick in Liu Xing's hand.

He didn't have time to think about it, his body retreated sharply, he just wanted to get as far away from the short stick in Liu Xing's hand as possible.

I don't know how Liu Xing moved, but a red light flashed from the tip of the short stick.

A red light flashed, and the instructor's retreating steps stopped abruptly. He lowered his head slowly, and saw a small hole the size of a pinky finger appeared on his right chest, and blood was constantly bleeding out.

He raised his head blankly and looked at Liu Xing.

"what is this?"

"gun!"

Liu Xing put down the short stick and said lightly.

Yes, this is indeed a gun. It is a gun that Liu Xing specially made for himself. It is the latest laser weapon researched by him and the General Armament Department.

The slight difference is that this gun is not like a gun at all. All its components are rod-shaped and then wrapped in alloy. The energy contained in this laser gun is only enough to shoot once.

But one shot is enough, this unexpected shot can decide the balance of victory or defeat.

The instructor never thought that this short stick could attack from a long distance, but even if he knew, it would be difficult to dodge it. No matter how fast a person is, it is impossible to go faster than the speed of light.

He didn't think Liu Xing's behavior was insidious, and Liu Xing also didn't have such a burden in his heart.

This is not a competition in the arena, this is an occasion where life and death are fought, no matter how indiscriminate or sinister the tricks, as long as you have the ability to use them, that is your skill.

The instructor said coldly: "Even if you hurt me, so what, you are also hurt. We are just back on the same starting line. It is still unknown who will win."

Liu Xing said lightly: "Is this really the case? Yes, we were all injured, but my wound has stopped bleeding, and you, how much blood do you still have to bleed?"

The instructor frowned and looked at his wound. In just a short moment, his blood had already soaked through his clothes and began to drip continuously to the ground.

Coupled with the damage to his lungs, he began to struggle to breathe, and his face gradually turned pale due to blood loss.

He knew that if the blood continued to flow like this, he would soon be overwhelmed.

So without hesitation, he turned around and shot towards the door Wen Xiaolong was guarding.

How could Liu Xing let him leave so easily, with a wave of his arm, a sewing needle chased after him.

The instructor felt the threat from behind, but he didn't look back, but shot the dagger in his hand backhand, and then both of them rushed out to Wen Xiaolong.

With a crisp ding, the dagger hit the sewing needle, deflected it, and narrowly missed his scalp.

Seeing this, Liu Xing felt bad, and reminded loudly: "Be careful."

With a loud shout, Wen Xiaolong channeled all his strength into his fists, and punched towards the instructor without flinching.

A terrifying force spread to Wen Xiaolong's arm, ruthlessly knocking him back into the air with a shattering momentum. He smashed through the door behind him in a slump, fell to the road in embarrassment, and lost his movement.

The instructor broke through the gate and quickly disappeared into the black night.

Liu Xing yelled at Yehu and Mouton: "Stay at the door, subdue these people, none of them can escape."

Then he quickly came to Wen Xiaolong's side, looked at the direction where the instructor disappeared with some unwillingness, then took out the silver needle, and began to treat the wounded Wen Xiaolong who was already in a coma.

He had a head-to-head confrontation with the instructor just now, one arm was deformed and obviously broken, there were multiple fractures in the ribs, and the internal organs were also shaken.

None of these injuries troubled Liu Xing. He quickly connected Wen Xiaolong's broken bones and stabilized the damaged internal organs. Considering that he needed to rest for a while, Liu Xing still called 120 for emergency services.

After Wen Xiaolong's injury stabilized, the battle in Baixiangyuan also ended.

Without the power of the potion, these men of Mr. Jiang have no advantage in front of Yehu and Mouton. This is a one-sided massacre, but Yehu and Mouton are very measured in their attacks. Instead of killing them.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Xing notified the Shanghai Public Security Department and asked them to send the police to arrest these people and go back.

Yehu came to Liu Xing's side and asked concerned: "Is Wen Xiaolong alright?"

Liu Xing said: "There is no serious problem, as long as you rest for a few days, you can recover."

Yehu felt relieved, and said regretfully: "It's a pity that the instructor ran away. I'm afraid it won't be so easy to find such a good opportunity."

Liu Xing glanced at the spots of blood left by the instructor on the road, and said coldly, "Don't worry, he won't be able to escape."

Soon the 120 ambulance rushed over, and Liu Xing told the emergency doctor about Wen Xiaolong's situation. The doctor heard that he had treated the patient's fractures and internal injuries, showing suspicion.

Liu Xing really didn't have time to entangle with them now, so after asking which hospital they were, he called Hua Jinshi directly.

After hearing this, Hua Jinshi immediately promised that he would go to greet the hospital leaders about this matter.

With Hua Jinshi's guarantee, Liu Xing felt relieved, but still ordered Yehu to follow the ambulance and go to the hospital to take care of Wen Xiaolong.

As soon as the ambulance left, the police arrived, and the leader was the director of the Public Security Bureau.

He saluted in front of Liu Xing and asked, "Is there anything we need to cooperate with?"

Liu Xing pointed to those people who were lying on the ground in Baixiang Garden, and said: "These people are involved in an underground illegal organization, let's arrest them all first."

With a wave of the public security chief, the police rushed in one after another, grabbed all the fainted members of the organization into the police car, and took them away from Baixiangyuan.