Cyber Daming

The fish swimming in the sea held air bubbles in their mouths and dared not spit them out.

The green bamboo beside the white wall also pressed its figure in the wind.

The entire courtyard seemed to be sealed in a piece of amber, and everything was completely silent.

Only the skylight remained.

"You're looking for me?"

The man in military uniform was lying on a wicker chair, his hands folded under his head, and he glanced at Li Jun from the corner of his eye.

"I heard from Boss Song, brother, are you also interested in the "Picture of King Teng's Journey to Honor Pei Nu"?"

Li Jun was sitting on a wicker chair, with the sole of his right foot slightly arched and the sole of his shoe gently grinding against the floor tiles.

The man raised his eyebrows, "Why, I can't be interested?"

That's pretty cool.

Li Jun shaved his eyebrows subconsciously, "Of course. But before I came here, my boss specifically asked me to take the pictures back. If you can raise your hand, brother, just ask if Shudao Logistics is needed in the future.

"This is not Chengdu. The Shudao Logistics brand is not scary to anyone."

Li Jun shrugged his shoulders. Although he was quite wary of the opponent's method of concealing his aura, if he was frightened, then he wouldn't need the mixed martial arts sequence.

Whether it's a pig or a tiger, you'll know with one punch.

"That means there's nothing to talk about?"

The soles of the shoes scraped against the ground and made an ear-piercing sound. The Baji Fist reached from the feet to the waist, and the vein-wrapped fists were blasted forward.

"We can talk!"

The sleeves that had suddenly stopped pulling hard made a crackling sound, and the fist suddenly hovered in front of a bronze waist plate, and the waist plate swayed left and right against the strong wind.

"I do not want it."

Li Jun suddenly stood up and walked out with his back to the man, his face full of bad luck.

Li Jun also had a similar waist badge, but his one said "College Lieutenant" while others wrote "General Flag".

Officials even come out to buy pornographic pictures, can you show some professional ethics?

"A non-staff colonel looked at his superior and turned around to leave. Does this mean he doesn't take our rules into consideration?"

Li Jun turned a deaf ear and took steps without stopping for a moment.

The person behind him still said calmly: "There is no need to act. Although I, Wei Juan, am the general banner of Baoning Prefecture, I still know a lot about Chengdu Prefecture."

"Did that damn fat guy Yu Kou tell you that he is the only one who knows your identity? He lied to you. If you really believed this and started to rebel, you would be immediately surrounded and killed by the Jinyi Guards."

"As long as you do something for Jin Yiwei, you will be a member of Jin Yiwei for the rest of your life."

Li Jun, who had already reached the entrance of the courtyard, paused in his steps and looked back at Langgu, without concealing the fierce light flashing in his eyes.

"What does Mr. Wei want from me?"

Wei Ju'an did not answer in a hurry. He stood up from the wicker chair and threw out a dragonfly-looking mechanical creation.

The 'dragonfly' spreads its small wings and floats under the eaves, and ripples spread out on the insect's body.

Li Jun stood outside the ripples and saw 'Zi' and 'Wei Ju'an' still lying on the wicker chairs, talking and laughing, and seemed to be having a good time.

Fantasy? No, it doesn’t feel like Huang Liang’s dream.

It should be pure visual deception.

Wei Ju'an stood under the eaves, his legs spread apart at shoulder level, his waist straight and his back straight. In Li Jun's shocked eyes, he slowly opened a fist fight.

The hands are pointing together like knives, and the footwork is snapping and clasping. The sound of breaking the air is heard as the moves change, like sharp blades slashing in the air.

"Changing palms are like swords. This is Baguazhang and he is a martial arts sequence? That's wrong!"

Li Jun's eyebrows that had just been raised suddenly sank. Wei Ju'an's Baguazhang was obviously both physical and spiritual, and it was far different from Zhao Qingxia's mimicry and Gu Yong's stolen learning.

But there is clearly no trace of the movement of internal energy in the opponent's moves!

This weird sense of fragmentation made Li Jun subconsciously blurt out: "What sequence are you in?"

Wei Ju'an slowly put away the Bagua boxing frame and slowly rolled up his right sleeve, revealing a smooth and delicate arm.

This is a mechanical prosthetic arm wrapped under bionic skin.

Li Jun stared at Wei Ju'an's right hand for a long time, frowned and said: "Bing Dao? What about your Baguazhang?"

"I used to be a traveler with you, but later someone chopped off one of my hands, and the pure flesh and blood was destroyed. My martial arts knowledge was completely ruined."

"Fortunately, I still have some martial arts genes in my bones. In order not to become a waste, I can only change my red blood and switch to the military arts."

Wei Ju'an said it calmly, but Li Jun was frightened when he heard it.

He knew how difficult it was to convert the sequence. The pain caused by the gene being locked and closed again was not something that ordinary people could bear.

Not to mention that each of the difficulties is higher than the last, and if you are not careful, the result will be gene collapse.

At the beginning, heroes like Zhao Ding were trapped in the shallows because of genetic disintegration.

And to be able to become the general banner of the Imperial Guard, Wei Ju'an is at least at the top of the Eighth Army.

After switching from the martial arts to the military, you can still achieve this step. You can imagine how powerful the opponent's genes are.

Wei Ju'an pulled up his sleeves, looked at Li Jun whose hostility had faded a lot, and said with a smile: "It took me a lot of effort to find this opportunity to contact you. Do you want to sit down and talk?"

Li Jun stepped back to the eaves and saluted Wei Ju'an with a stern look on his face.

This salute is not a tribute to the other person's senior status, but to his perseverance and character.

Wei Ju'an stood there and accepted Li Jun's salute calmly, with a slightly complicated look in his eyes.

"I've already broken it. I'm here to find you this time because I don't want you to end up like me. You are a good young talent. It would be a pity to break it."

Li Jun's eyes narrowed, "Sir, are you talking about breaking eight and advancing to seven?"

Wei Ju'an nodded, "Although I am no longer a member of the martial arts order, my vision is still there. I'm afraid you are not far away from breaking the Jin order, right?"

"The sound of the lock is long, and martial arts is accomplished." Li Jun did not hide it.

"Has it come to this?!"

Wei Ju'an's eyes suddenly shone brightly, but then quickly dimmed.

"Do you know Wu Qi's rituals?"

Li Jun spit out two words, "A single husband."

Wei Ju'an was a little surprised, "It seems you know a lot."

Li Jun said calmly: "Some people always like to say useless harsh words before they die. The more they kill, the more secrets they know."

"Yes, there are not many people with strong bones these days. If you can't answer questions, you can only blame your own fists for not being strong."

"You can ask even if you have hard bones, just knock the bones and suck out the marrow."

Wei Ju'an was stunned when he heard this, and burst out laughing, "You have such a strong temper, no wonder you can walk so fast on this road."

After the laughter, the man's voice suddenly dropped, "If you want to be promoted to Wu Qi, you have to step on the bones of other sequences and cross the abyss. One step to live, one step to die. The whole world is your enemy. Many people will want to kill you. Aren't you afraid?"

Li Jun shook his head, "It's useless to be afraid. Even if you hide, many people will come to you. Confucian lackeys, yellow scarf warriors, and Buddhist Vajra, they won't even leave their bones for us."

Gu family, Wu family, Bailong Temple

As he spoke, faces with strange expressions flashed through Li Jun's eyes one by one, and finally settled on Yu Kou's fat face with a smile.

“They won’t let me go, and I won’t fucking let them go.”