Kendo True Explanation

Wow! !

A canopy of clear water was slapped on Lin Fei's face suddenly. The cool and refreshing moistness instantly woke him up. Holding the towel to dry off the water on his face, Lin Fei shook off the drops of water from his hair and walked out of the bathroom.

The entire suite is dominated by pale yellow. Opposite the big bed is a rear-projection TV. The desk, TV cabinet, bedside table, etc. are all mahogany lacquered furniture. The floor is a pale yellowish gray carpet.

Open the curtains, and the morning light immediately illuminates the entire room. Fine dust can be vaguely seen from the beam of light.

Boom boom boom.

There was a rhythmic knock on the door.

Lin Fei walked over and opened the door. It was An Caiyuan standing at the door.

The route has been mastered, and everyone is gathered in the hall below.

Lin Fei nodded, Let's go. He picked up the long black sword hanging by the door. This is An Caiyuan's long sword custom-made for him. Although it cannot be compared with Huanhuan, it will not have much impact on his current strength.

After being here for a few days, the deadline that An Caiyuan said is four days away, and it is almost here, so I think it is time to act.

Walking out of the door, An Dongyong, the Korean man from before, was also leaning against the door. This is a supernatural being with mid-level d-level strength. Lin Fei could clearly feel the strength in An Dongyong's body. Compared with his C-level potential, he can use this to divide the closeness of D-level powerhouses into levels.

Hey! I really think I'm a big name. An Dongyong said disdainfully in a low voice, his voice was so small that it sounded like he was muttering, but it was just enough for Lin Fei to hear. Obviously intentional.

An Caiyuan glanced at him, but said nothing.

An Dongyong immediately said impatiently: Okay, okay, I know, I won't talk nonsense anymore.

Lin Fei ignored him. Holding the long sword in his hand, he gently put it into the black sword bag and carried it on his back.

Go. He took the lead towards the elevator.

The habits he developed after becoming the branch manager, as well as his own strength, made him unnaturally have a style of occupying the core of his surroundings no matter when and where.

The corridor is still pale yellow, and people walking on the gray-yellow carpet can only hear a little footsteps.

As the three of Lin Fei walked towards the elevator, a room on the left in front suddenly opened. A middle-aged man came out, his long brown hair was draped over his shoulders like seaweed, and he was wearing a black coat with a high collar, black slacks and shiny black leather shoes, as if he was not planning to kill someone, but rather is going to a banquet.

The man was tall, even Lin Fei, who was 1.75 meters tall, was only parallel to his ears when he passed by.

Hi, good morning. The man greeted Lin Fei with a smile. It is English.

Lin Fei glanced at him lightly.

Good morning. He calmly replied in English.

An Dongyong and An Caiyuan ignored him and walked past.

Crazy. An Dongyong muttered in a low voice.

boom! !

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and the figure of the long-haired man disappeared instantly. And An Dongyong seemed to be hit by a train, and his whole body slammed into the side wall. A triangular gray light screen did not know when it opened to block An Dongyong.

Ahem... An Dongyong didn't seem to be seriously injured, but was shaken and coughed. You son of a bitch!! Idiot! Crazy!!! He immediately cursed. It's not quite the same as Hua Guo's national curse, but the basic style is the same.

The middle-aged man had one hand stuck an inch in front of An Dongyong's neck, where a thin gray light curtain blocked his hand. But the huge force still pushed An Dongyong against the wall and couldn't get up and down.

Lin Fei and An Caiyuan turned around and just looked at them without any reaction.

Click!

Suddenly, countless cracks appeared on the surface of the gray light screen. But An Dongyong didn't see any anxiety on his face, instead he glanced at the middle-aged man proudly.

With a crash, the gray light screen suddenly turned into countless fragments and scattered, dissipating in the air.

But instead, the middle-aged man snorted, let go of his hand, and took two steps back.

Bouncer An Dong-yong? he asked in Korean. What a disappointment! The man turned and walked into the room, closing the door with a bang.

An Dongyong's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe it.

He wasn't injured? I can 100% bounce back all the injuries of others!

This shows that he is just playing with you. An Caiyuan said lightly, she seemed to always have this expression. Pirate Philip is a mixed race of Japanese and British blood. The outside world evaluates his strength as D-level. However, no one knows the real strength of these famous masters except themselves....

Lin Fei couldn't help but look forward to this gathering meeting.

An Caiyuan continued: This time we are only one of the weakest forces, and the second brother and the others are the main force, so I guess we don't have much say in the so-called meeting. You have to be mentally prepared.

An Dongyong straightened his clothes and nodded.

Lin Fei turned around and continued walking towards the elevator. gone.

In the lobby on the first floor of the hotel, some people have been scattered here and there. These people dress up from orthodox suits and leather shoes to ordinary life and casual clothes. There is even an old man wearing a gray robe with a hood, similar to that of the Middle Ages. Ascetic attire.

Along with the three of Lin Fei, there were two other people, a man and a woman, who seemed to be twins, about thirty years old, and both of them had indifferent expressions. Ignore Lin Fei and the others. This is also a normal reaction from others in the hotel.

Walking on the spiral staircase, Lin Fei observed the situation below.

The large hall is mainly divided into four areas, and everyone sits naturally in the four areas. On the side farthest from the stairs, more than a dozen people sat relatively close to each other. The one sitting in the center was a young man with a mustache around his lips. The man was smiling all over his face with a bald man talking about something. The bald man nodded from time to time while drinking his drink. Occasionally someone else would chime in. The atmosphere is the most harmonious of all.

As soon as Lin Fei used his strength to follow the aura over there, he immediately noticed a huge momentum entrenched around the bald head. In terms of level, at least it is the pinnacle of level c. Lin Fei's heart trembled. Don't dare to take more action.

In the lower area closest to the stairs, there were only five people sitting, four men and one woman, but on the contrary, the four men seemed to be centered on that woman. The woman was wearing a white shirt, purple low-slung jeans, and a purple-black windbreaker. She was stylish and beautiful. She held a mobile phone in one hand and pressed the keys, and ignored the other men's flattery. From Lin Fei's perspective, he could clearly see the screen on the woman's phone. Colorful seems to be a game. Among the four men, a young man with only an ordinary air about him should be one of An Caiyuan's elder brothers.

And the area on the left near the hotel entrance. There were six people in total, four of them were sitting, and a young man was standing with his back leaning against the French window of the hotel, constantly tossing a metal lighter in his hand. The other four were all indifferent, including the man with an ordinary aura who should be An Caiyuan's elder brother. The person next to him was an old man with short hair in a gray priest's robe. The old man held a pocket watch and closed his eyes, opening and closing his mouth, not knowing what he was reading.

In the final right area, there are only four people, and only two of them are around D-level, and the rest are only in the category of ordinary people. Can be ignored.

From Lin Fei's perception, the woman playing with the mobile phone, the bald head, and the man tossing a lighter on the left, these three are all strong men with a C-level aura, and the bald head and the woman are both peak C-level auras, which should not be underestimated .

If he faced either of the two alone, Lin Fei would have no chance of winning. Of course, defeat is not guaranteed, after all, Yan Shi's combat experience and the speed of the shadow-recovering sword will also allow him to have a high chance of escaping if he can't beat it. In other words, in a simple summary, Lin Fei is currently at the top of the c-level and will definitely not be able to beat him, but there should be no major problems for the lower levels.

While going down the stairs, Lin Fei roughly figured out everyone's aura.

An Caiyuan's area is near the weakest right side, after all, there are only two people. After the three of them sat down, people began to come down from the upstairs slowly, continuously entering the woman's area. Among them was the long-haired middle-aged man I met just now, the pirate Philip.

The waiter brought breakfast pastries and drinks. It's a clear sprite served in a thin glass with cakes and bread. It is unbelievable that a four-star hotel is such a simple match.

Brother's subordinates have masters who are good at using poison, so although these foods have been inspected by special personnel, it is best not to eat them. If you bring something with you, you can deal with it yourself. An Caiyuan reminded.

Lin Fei nodded.

An Dongyong pointed to the bald head and said, Then why aren't they afraid?

An Caiyuan said lightly: Jason, the chariot of fire, poison won't kill him.

An Dongyong's face changed: C-level strong. Maybe he knew some information about Jason, so he immediately shut up and stopped talking. …

Jason is a titled strongman active in Southeast Asia. He is moody and has a changeable personality. He is a major wanted criminal in many countries, including Huaguo. Unexpectedly, he will appear here.

An Caiyuan explained, took out a few pieces of chocolate from the pocket of her coat, and threw them to the two of them.

Lin Fei glanced at her, took the chocolate, but put it in his pocket instead of eating it. Then I took out a few hard candies by myself, peeled off the package and contained one.

An Dongyong, on the other hand, didn't care about it, and ate a few chocolates in three or two strokes.

Jason once easily wiped out a 300-man special operations force in India by himself. His fighting style was like a humanoid tank burning with flames, rushing forward without any scruples. This is also the origin of his nickname.

An Caiyuan paused and continued.

The man sitting at the gate and throwing his mobile phone is named Luo Shiran, of course it must be a pseudonym. He is nicknamed the Green Demon Hand and has a great reputation in the north of China. Thirteen strong men, most of them are D-level, three of them are C-level, and they are famous in Asia for a while. They can be regarded as young masters who have risen in the past 70 years. It is rumored that he has some unclear connections with the high-level Huaguo.

Then there's the old man in the gray priest's robe. If I'm not mistaken, he should be a member of the Chapter of Darkness on the religious side. Chapter of Darkness is one of the most notorious cults in America. Blood sacrifices, demon summoning, Massacre, as a sign. Some time ago, I heard that the second brother was in contact with them. I didn't expect him to dare to invite them to China.

The woman in the purple windbreaker here at the end is called Violet. She is a well-known expert in our country and belongs to the government organization. She has a lazy personality. She once perfectly completed the task of killing a C-level expert. She is extremely strong. I don't know about the rest.

After briefly introducing the information of the strongest, An Caiyuan continued to introduce some more famous D-rank strongmen.

However, Lin Fei stopped paying attention. He had already heard all the materials he needed to pay attention to. The other d-levels are irrelevant.

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