Why am I a villain and still have my own jokes?

As the country's only violent law enforcement department dealing with cultivator incidents, although it is not known to the public, this does not hinder the transcendent status of the Secret Service in the country.

And reflected in this small Fengcheng, no matter how arrogant these wealthy and powerful families are, they dare not offend the Secret Service—even if it is just a branch.

However, it is limited to "not daring to offend".

Whether it is the Nan family who controls Fengcheng's economic lifeline on the surface, or the Huo family who is secretly doing dirty business, and those families with a little power and wealth, they are not afraid of the Secret Service.

If the size and overall strength of the Secret Service can be compared with that of several aristocratic families, but the Secret Service needs to govern much more than them.

Here to investigate the case, send out some people, over there to arrest the criminals, send out a few elites; here to escort important supplies or personnel, transfer a few experts, where there is a need to maintain stability, call over a few teams...

There are simply not enough people.

Compared with a family with no profit and a respect for the laws of the country, it is the rampant gangs and various underground forces that are more likely to cause social unrest.Therefore, the limited manpower of the Secret Service will often give priority to dealing with such problems, and thus turn a blind eye to some small actions of the family.

And the family will not easily touch the bottom line of the Secret Service.Otherwise, they would really offend them to death, and they would really not be able to deal with the special intelligence agency's determination to take back and deal with their own huge team.

Absolute force value and high execution ability can make people completely put away their thoughts that shouldn't be there, otherwise, the peace in front of them is just the product of checks and balances, and it is the dormant period for the beasts to wait for an opportunity.

In today's situation, what the Secret Service is facing is obviously the latter.

Otherwise, after the death of that professor Lin, the culprits would be greeted by the stormy revenge of the Special Intelligence Agency instead of 20 years of swallowing their breath - even if they look back and analyze it, everyone would sigh with regret that if they had paid more attention to Lin Liqin's research project , Let the research results be implemented, the Secret Service may have undergone earth-shaking transformation.

Meng Jiean has always been aware of this point, and when he thinks of the overall strength of the Special Intelligence Bureau including himself, he has a good understanding of the location of the Special Intelligence Bureau in Fengcheng.

So when Xu Wenbo, the most capable fighter of the Huo family, came with a team of men and horses, Meng Jie'an's first reaction was to flee to a safe place with Professor Yu and the two of them.

beat?That is impossible.Only he and Dong Jie were present, no matter how brave they were, it was just two extra heads.

As for where to escape, it is also a problem.He had already pulled out his walkie-talkie, ready to call Yang He.

If Yang He can point him in the direction of other teams, he will seek support from other teams on duty; if the higher-ups are determined to get rid of the Huo family at all costs, he will lead them to the base; if not, he will He and Dong Jie procrastinated as much as possible until they couldn't escape, so they fought to the end.

There is no choice.

When the man named Nan Botu saw them, he put Yu Huisheng off his back and pushed him in front of him, Meng Jiean knew that the other party had discovered his identity.However, as members of the Nan family, no matter how marginalized they are, there are always some sources of information. It doesn't seem too surprising to recognize them.

But at this time, he just thought that the other party was tired from running and needed their help, so he quickly asked Dong Jie who was standing closer to reach out to support Yu Huisheng who was staggering.

Unexpectedly, the man turned his head, lifted the sword and folded it back.

"Hey, hey! Wait, wait, what are you going to do?!"

Not to mention him, even Dong Jie, who is used to making jokes and making jokes, is shocked.

There were fourteen people on the opposite side, and one of them was Xu Wenbo who was known for his bravery and brutality!

Even if the strength is equal, no one would want to face such a person head-on!

Of course he failed to stop the "Nanbotu" who had decided to go.Is this why newborn calves are not afraid of tigers?Meng Jiean thought.

"I'm a good boy, don't you want to die? What should we do, why don't we take the opportunity to run away first?"

Apparently Dong Jie thought so too.

"What a joke! How can he be left here alone! These people can kill people!"

After hearing this, Yu Huisheng struggled immediately,

"Go if you want! I'll stay!"

"Hey! This stubborn old man, won't it be more of a hindrance if you stay alone..."

Meng Jiean, who had just finished sending messages with Yang He, interrupted Dong Jie's complaint:

"Don't think about it, we don't have a chance to run. You expect Nan Botu to fight fourteen by himself?"

"Uh... yes. What did the captain say?"

Dong Jie pulled Yu Huisheng's clothes in embarrassment, pulled him behind him, looked at the enemy who was about to charge, and asked in a low voice.

"The others are still more than ten minutes away. He will also come in person. Until then, stick to it."

"...All right. There will be a day, won't it?"

Dong Jie sighed, rubbed his palms together, took a step forward,

"Old rules, I attack you to defend?"

The two are already in position.However, before Meng Jie'an could reply, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground could be heard in the muddy rain.

Then came the second sound.Third sound.Fourth tone.

Totally unexpected scene.

"Wow?"

Dong Jie couldn't help but whispered.And Meng Jiean also subconsciously touched the frame that did not exist after replacing the contact lenses:

"The captain said he should have a certain ability to protect himself... surely?"

Surprise is surprise, but it is not incomprehensible.Nan Botu dared to come to Yu Huisheng alone, so he naturally had a way to protect himself.

Whether Xu Wenbo can be held back is the crux of the problem.

But soon they didn't have time to think about it.Xu Wenbo went up to Nanbotu himself, and the remaining eight or nine people naturally freed up their hands to attack them.

They wouldn't be afraid if they were fighting against these "little soldiers", but protecting Yu Huisheng from any damage was not an easy task.

It's just a few moves in the battle, and the scene is already in chaos.Meng Jie'an pays attention to Xu Wenbo's movements from time to time, but accidentally finds that Xu Wenbo is still able to fight with Nan Botu "back and forth".

Great doubts arose in his heart, but he really didn't have the energy to watch the process of the two fighting in more detail.

Until a sudden black shadow flashed past his eyes.

Until a large piece of sword rain fell.

Until the sound of gold and iron colliding lingered in my ears.

Everyone's movements slowed down, and they couldn't help turning their gazes to another battlefield—the battle they couldn't get involved in was the key to deciding the outcome.

And the petty squabbles that are stalemate here are nothing more than insignificant stuff.

However, the battle situation changed suddenly.

Dong Jie was the first to discover Xu Wenbo's abnormal behavior.He just kicked away a comprehension practitioner who had been knocked unconscious by himself, shook the palm of his hand that was still aching from the iron rod, and saw Xu Wenbo rushing in this direction.

He couldn't even react a little.Because the Xu Wenbo that the Special Intelligence Bureau knew was such a conceited and arrogant person, he would never let go of the opponent who provoked him and suddenly turn to other battlefields.

It's not pure arrogance, but he does have the capital of arrogance.He can always crush all the tricks of his enemies with absolute superiority, and use the most brutal methods to play with his prey.

Therefore, there is no need to carefully plot at all, just crush it head-on.

unless……

His capital is useless against his opponents.

But...how is this possible?

However, a heavy fact had already hit him—Xu Wenbo's fist, no matter what it was for, had already reached him.

At this time, Dong Jie was too late to dodge, but his body still subconsciously blocked.He turned the iron rod in his right hand to his forearm, crossed his arms, and protected his chest forward.

However, how can an iron rod and human arms resist this punch full of qi?

Bang-!

Dong Jie could even hear the sound of his bones cracking, and then a huge pain swept over him.He gritted his teeth, staggered two steps back, and finally controlled his center of gravity, not directly falling to the ground.

The difference between the seventh-rank peak and the sixth-rank peak has been vividly reflected.

However, Xu Wenbo's focus is not on Dong Jie.He didn't even stop to make sure whether Dong Jie had lost his ability to fight, but continued to charge towards Yu Huisheng in a rampant manner.

Standing between the two was not only him, nor Meng Jiean who turned back in a hurry, but also the people brought by Xu Wenbo himself.However, Xu Wenbo turned a blind eye to this.Even though those people had already fled away after seeing Xu Wenbo's figure, Xu Wenbo's heavy palms and impacts still did not soften the hands of those who stood in the middle of the road.

Among them, Xu Wenbo won the championship with one opponent and one hundred in the melee in the boxing championship in the black market.

Violent, tyrannical, unscrupulous.

For a while, the wailing one after another seemed to be a little more than when Nan Botu made a move just now.

It would be a lie to say that I am not afraid; but it seems that I am not afraid of it.The mission they shouldered has made them forget the strength of their opponents and their own weakness, driving them forward, even if they only have a pair of flesh and blood as a bargaining chip.

Even if it is just a moment of courage, it is enough.

Because everything is only in the blink of an eye.

call out--!

It was Xie Mingming who responded first.A specially made bullet spun at high speed and flew towards Xu Wenbo's temple from a distance.But its trajectory did not hide from his target.

Xu Wenbo's eyes widened angrily, he concentrated his true energy on his left hand, and actually knocked the spinning bullet into the air, and followed the trajectory of the bullet to look at the tall buildings in the distance.

Xie Mingming just spat lightly.She is not a cultivator herself, and this special bullet can cause armor-piercing true qi damage through the runes on the shell, but it can only have a chance to work when the cultivator is unprepared.Originally, she didn't expect to injure Xu Wenbo, and she was considered a success if she could hinder the other party's move.

She quickly made a decision, emptied the remaining ammunition in the gun case, and then dragged Nie Tianyao to quickly leave the teahouse and move to another high ground.

On the other side, Xu Wenbo was indeed slightly hindered by these bullets, so that Meng Jiean had time to retreat and meet him.

Of course, compared with Dong Jie, Meng Jiean had better luck.Being mentally prepared, he dodged Xu Wenbo's first punch, so he wouldn't be as embarrassed as Dong Jie just now.

But then he was still powerless.

His weapons are a combination of armor shields and small firearms. This kind of equipment based on the combination of technology and the principle of true energy is extremely powerful in terms of lethality and defense.But in the usual tasks, for the sake of convenience, he will not bring the most powerful and heaviest set of equipment, but a minimalist version.

It is more than enough to deal with opponents of the same level as him, and even smaller enemies are not a problem.But to deal with Xu Wenbo, that is to hide in a thin tin box and scrape the enemy.

No chance.

At the moment when the bullets in the armor flew out, I just heard——

Boom—click!

The armor that had suffered a powerful attack on the front was quickly dented by the iron fist, leaving four holes dug out by the punch.

As for Xu Wenbo, he seemed to be unharmed.

Meng Jie'an could only try his best to gather his true energy to his chest, trying to offset the aftermath of the attack as much as possible.

This punch was resisted by the armor, but what about the next punch?

He suddenly saw a figure emerging from behind Xu Wenbo.

That's not Dong Jie.

The man raised a huge object expressionlessly and threw it at the back of Xu Wenbo's head.

It was the bicycle parked by Nan Botu earlier.

bang-

Ordinary iron objects can't shake Xu Wenbo's defense, let alone a bicycle that is just a heavy object without edges and corners.

The steel frame of the bicycle had been broken and deformed, but Xu Wenbo's torso didn't even shake a bit.

There was only a momentary pause in his movements.

But this moment was enough for Meng Jiean to escape.

Xu Wenbo still didn't look back.He knew very well that he could no longer fall into the previous confrontation with anxious disadvantages.He needs a hostage, needs to pinch his opponent's weakness.Turning around now is equivalent to giving up all previous efforts.

And as long as he insists on targeting Yu Huisheng, the passive side who must give up his offensive advantage and choose defense will become Ling Yao.

call--

Ling Yao pressed the broken bicycle body on Xu Wenbo's shoulder with his left hand, and used his strength to flip up into the air, jumping in front of Xu Wenbo.

Xu Wenbo seemed to have predicted it a long time ago, and he arched his back to accumulate strength; when Ling Yao was suspended in the air and could not exert his strength, he punched out, facing his head!

However, he did not see the slightest panic and fear in Ling Yao's eyes.It was not Ling Yao's nose and eyes that collided with the punch, but a sword shadow at the right time.

There was a tooth-piercing sound of rubbing between the sword and the stab, but Xu Wenbo's punch became the last point of force before Ling Yao landed, allowing him to bring the bicycle in his right hand in front of him.

The inferior iron sword quickly broke and flew out, but that was expected.Thanks to this gear, Ling Yao has stabilized his figure, put the bicycle in front of him, and blocked Xu Wenbo's forward attack.

But Xu Wenbo didn't stop there.The right fist is vicious, and the left fist is ready to go.Although this punch is not as penetrating as the hand stab, it is more powerful in pushing.Even with the frame of the frame, Ling Yao was still forced to back up again and again by the impact, almost bumping into Yu Huisheng's direction all the way.

"Take him away! Teacher, run to them!"

Hearing Ling Yao's hasty shout, Yu Huisheng hurriedly took a step forward, but it seemed that he was frightened and exhausted. He only moved a few steps from under the electric pole to the corner, and then fell to the ground with weak legs.

An old man who is immersed in scientific research, even if he is mentally prepared, will never have the opportunity to witness such a scene with his own eyes.It was his limit to be able to escape from Haitang Park all the way to the old city.

Fortunately, Ling Yao quickly grasped the crossbar with both hands, and when he got in front of Yu Huisheng, he finally stopped his retreat and stabilized his footsteps, not even touching Yu Huisheng.

It's just that it's hard to retreat, but it's also difficult to advance.Not to mention that there is not much room behind him to withdraw and accumulate energy, even Xu Wenbo would not give him this chance.

His left fist was still pressing on the bicycle, and his right fist, with the business card in between, passed through the gap in the steel frame and hit Ling Yao's heart straight!

Ling Yao squinted his eyes, but leaned forward slightly; at the same time, he stepped on and hooked his right foot, causing the sword on the ground to flip up into the air, freeing his right hand to hold the hilt; With his right arm, he took the sword and chopped off Xu Wenbo's neck artery.

puff.

Xu Wenbo's movement was one step faster, and the hand stab deeply penetrated into Ling Yao's shoulder blade, revealing a sharp blade.Large swaths of blood instantly leaked from under his gray sweater, which made people shudder to see.

However, Ling Yao's movements didn't seem to be affected in the slightest.The thin blade was wrapped in hunting sword energy, and every inch close to Xu Wenbo's neck seemed to prick his skin with a fine layer of needles.

Xu Wenbo only felt a chill on his back, and his blood flowed backwards, but he subconsciously loosened the stab on his right hand, and took half a step back.

The silver-purple zhenqi seemed to have a paralyzing effect.Just in a daze, the blade had already broken through his defense and cut into his shoulder.And he didn't even mobilize his true energy to resist, and saw a deep wound appear on his shoulder, and even the sword edge was still extending towards his chest.

"what--!!"

Xu Wenbo roared, mobilizing all the zhenqi in his body to gather towards the wound, intending to block the sword piercing through the flesh.

The zhenqi on the blade quickly dissipated and disappeared, and it returned to an ordinary prop and fake sword.Seeing this, Xu Wenbo finally broke it with his true energy, disarming the highest level of defense.

However, when he resumed his thinking, he was even more shocked by the situation in front of him and flew into a rage.

The original situation of chasing after the victory was shattered by Ling Yao's playing style of exchanging injuries for injuries, and it was even impossible to tell who was more seriously injured.

However, it was Ling Yao's eyes that made Xu Wenbo feel more disobedient.

Those eyes were so calm from beginning to end—no fear, no timidity, no hesitation; no anger, no excitement, no excitement.

Everything was expected, everything was under control, even the bleeding wound on his body.

The only thing there is compassion, and the contempt for the enemy implied behind the compassion.

Like a "judge".

This made Xu Wenbo feel more glaring than any emotion.

He can accept an enemy who is stronger, more skilled, and more tenacious than himself, but he cannot accept an opponent who looks down on him on a spiritual level.

Because people always know themselves best.Physical strength is what Xu Wenbo can strive for, but spiritual nobility is something he will never have.No, let alone being noble, if you list the things he has done and the people he has killed, maybe he is not worthy of being called a "person" in this society at all.

He cannot, dare not, accept any "judgment".

He became angry with embarrassment, and his face showed anger.He vowed in his heart to kill the enemy in front of him.

He stretched out his hand, trying to re-grip the hand stab that had sunk into the enemy's flesh and blood.

What else can this guy use as a blocker next?Broken bike rack?Only half of the hilt left?Or those swords that are so far away?

His enemies had no weapons.

So he can definitely...

"call……"

The moment his right hand grasped the handle of the business card again, he heard a long sigh of relief,

"it is finally over."

His enemies seemed to give up fighting.

Isn't this a matter of course?This guy should have reached the end of his rope.

But at the same time, a huge sense of crisis rose from his heart.

sizzle...

It was this familiar voice again, which made Xu Wenbo's hair stand on end.He grasped the palm with all his strength and pressed down heavily.

However, this doesn't make sense.

He saw a silver-purple light rising from the ground, heard the sound of rattling like iron chains being pulled, and felt the momentary numbness of his torso and limbs.

The phantom of a huge sword was locked on his shoulder, and the dense chains of true energy bound his body; and those swords that were bent, broken, or broken became anchor points everywhere, holding him firmly. Securely fastened to the ground.

The whole picture is like a fluorescent paint that wipes the ground and drags out under the rain.

He began to struggle and growl.But he saw Ling Yao slapping his immobile right hand away expressionlessly, turning his head to look at Yu Huisheng behind him, and then walked behind him.