Thousands of Hearts

Chapter 29 Explosion 1

In Wang Yiyang's view, fighting, fighting, or fighting.

It's just a few steps.

One, gather intelligence.

Second, weaken the opponent.

Three, strengthen yourself.

Fourth, use your own strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses.

Although he only has basic information in his mind, information about Minister of Security in Mister.

Those previous fighting experiences, intrigues and tricks are all simple introductions and abbreviations.

But after summing up during this period of time, he also found a pattern.

In Mister's internal struggles, the winners mostly acted according to this law.

Only a very small number of people rely on luck to get things done. Moreover, the success of such people is mostly temporary, and then they will soon fall.

But now, he is following these steps step by step.

As early as a few days ago, he arranged for people to inject a small amount of invisible, colorless, and odorless poisonous gas into the martial arts venue.

This kind of poisonous gas is not very harmful to the body. The only effect is that when the blood is boiling and the blood is running to the extreme, it will cause a lot of hindrance and stagnation.

In other words, this poisonous gas has no effect on ordinary people.

But it has an indescribable oppressive effect on martial arts masters like Zhong Can and Wang Xinlong.

Of course, Wang Yiyang's purpose is only the bellworm, nothing else.

So he had someone quietly add an antidote to neutralize the poisonous gas in grandfather Wang Xinlong's drink very early on.

Wang Xinlong is addicted to alcohol and has to drink a few glasses every morning and evening.

But the bell silkworm does not drink alcohol.

So it is actually very simple to form such a difference.

Through the external vital sign scanner, we have already grasped that the people of Mantis have arrived ahead of time and are fighting Zhong Can. Lei Wei followed Wang Yiyang and quickly reported.

Mantis is able to mobilize so many people under so many arrests. It seems that the hidden power is not small. Wang Yiyang nodded.

He took the electronic telescope handed over by the bodyguard beside him, put it in front of his eyes, and looked at the open space in front of the martial arts hall from a distance.

The clearing was a mess.

The bell silkworm was like a blood shadow, jumping lightly and flickering among the many warriors of the praying mantis.

Every move can bring one or two screams and wailing.

Blood and severed limbs were scattered everywhere.

In front of the bellworm, the warriors of the praying mantis were like babies, powerless to resist.

Every punch and palm of his hand can easily defeat the offense and defense of the praying mantis warrior.

Even if the other party escaped, it would only make him take a few more steps.

Amazing. Wang Yiyang admired.

It's really powerful. Two strong, tall, crew-cut men approached slowly and put down the binoculars in their hands.

Minister Wang, this cooperation did not mention that our opponent is at this level. Do you think we should increase our appearance fee?

One of the men with a flat head was older, and said with some trepidation.

Both of them were wearing off-white vests and slacks. Black tiger characters are embroidered on the left chest.

Obviously he is the leader of the Yanhumen team.

Impossible. Wang Yiyang shook his head, Zhong Cang has already been poisoned by the nerve gas I released in advance, and he can't maintain his peak state for long. This is also the key reason why he is now crazily clearing the field.

If you can't even win this dominant situation, then I may consider the follow-up cooperation with Yan Humen in the future.

The two crew-haired men were silent for a while, and picked up the binoculars again to look at it for a while.

It's so fierce after being poisoned? It seems that the money this time is not easy to get...

Wang Yiyang smiled without saying a word. If you want to get money by standing casually, why does he invite so many people?

At this time, the bellworm in the distance gradually began to slow down.

He just killed more than 20 people in a row, and fought dozens of moves with his teacher Wang Xinlong, which consumed a lot of energy.

Nature has reached the point of exhaustion.

At this time, only the red eyebrows and another young woman with an enchanting figure were left to confront him as the warrior of the praying mantis.

The three of them were in the open space, their punches and kicks were like thunder, and they collided with each other, making a thunderous explosion.

From a distance, circles of faint white ash could be seen, exploding continuously as the three of them fought.

A large number of air waves that stirred up dust scattered and fell.

It's an exaggerated fighting scene. Wang Yiyang praised.

This is the strength of warriors above the Mingguang rank, and ordinary warriors are far from reaching this level. The master of Yan Humen said in a low voice.

The two of them were specially guarding Wang Yiyang's side in case there was an attack by a master.

Looking at the scene in the open space like a fighting movie from afar, Wang Yiyang felt a little emotional for a moment.

Before he was reborn, his grandfather was killed, the martial arts hall was on fire, and he himself was also involved in a car accident planned by black hands.

And now, it doesn't matter who the black hand is.

The situation is completely in his hands.

Be it the praying mantis or the bellworm, there are no troubles.

Do you want to go there? the flat-headed warrior asked in a low voice.

No. Keep a safe distance. I am different from you martial arts practitioners. If there is a slight aftermath, I may not be able to bear it. Wang Yiyang smiled.

He is not the kind of idiot who insists on coming out to explain his layout at the last minute.

As an ordinary person with no power to restrain a chicken, he has to hide in the rear, and it will not be too late to wait until all the dust settles and reappear.

When the group heard the words, the corners of their mouths twitched and they stopped talking.

The heavily armed elite soldiers around began to surround and approach step by step.

The drones in the sky are also quietly shrinking the encirclement.

The sniper in the distance gradually aimed his crosshairs and moved towards the living people present.

Wait. Suddenly Wang Yiyang felt something was wrong.

In the binoculars, the figure of the bell silkworm was indeed getting slower and slower, and the warriors of the praying mantis were also getting more and more injured.

But for some reason, he always felt something was wrong.

Those praying mantis people have suffered so many casualties, why are they still fighting to the death? Are they not afraid of death?

This doubt suddenly flashed in Wang Yiyang's mind. Immediately he became alert.

He frowned.

Anything extra over there at the scanner? he asked quickly.

Lei Wei was taken aback when she heard the words, quickly pressed the communicator on the collar, and asked a few words in a low voice.

But there was no sound from the communicator, and it seemed that the soldiers in charge of monitoring the audience had completely lost contact.

This time Lei Wei also changed his face. She immediately started contacting all the team leaders.

Just when she quickly became alert and realized something was wrong.

Yan Humen and the extreme warriors of the Shangwu Alliance also noticed something was wrong, and gathered around Wang Yiyang to protect the surroundings.

Teams of soldiers quietly gathered around Wang Yiyang's vehicle.

But Wang Yiyang didn't pay attention to these things at this time. Instead, he held a telescope and stared at the field in front of the martial arts hall.

It was originally the scene where the two bosses, Bell Silkworm and Mantis, fought against each other.

But now it has completely changed.

Zhong Can clutched his belly and knelt on the ground, with blood dripping from his fingers.

Mantis and Mantis were also pale, supporting each other, almost unable to stand still.

One of their respective legs was completely numb, and the knee was completely shattered and broken, and the bones inside were nothing but shards.

At this time, the real core of the audience was no longer Zhong Can, nor Wang Xinlong, nor was it the two seriously injured warrior leaders of Mantis.

It was a strong old man with white hair reaching his waist, standing upright.

The old man was bare-chested, and his bronzed muscles were covered with various scars and scars.

He only wore a pair of black trousers, his hands drooped naturally, and the muscles on his body seemed to be made of fine copper without any bloated feeling.

Zhong Cang. Is this the answer you plan to give me? The old man's expression was flat, without any emotional fluctuations. It's just the bellworm watching quietly.

His two disciples, the red-browed man and the enchanting woman were right behind him, but he didn't even move his eyes.

Zhong Can slowly loosened his grip on his abdomen, and the wound that was still bleeding just now had been temporarily closed to stop the blood.

This is a clever muscle control technique, which can control the muscles to forcibly close the injury in a very short time.

He narrowed his eyes and stared at the long-haired old man without saying a word, but the invisible aura on his body began to condense again.

The long-haired old man shook his head slightly in disappointment, turned his eyes away from Zhong Can, and instead fell on Wang Xinlong who was recovering from his breath.

Wang Xinlong, long time no see. They actually knew each other.

Supported by Nicholas and Xiao Hong, Wang Xinlong stared at the long-haired old man with the same gloomy expression.

You are... Wu Qi? He recognized the other party's identity.

As early as many years ago, they were brothers who practiced martial arts together.

At that time, the relationship between the two was not bad. But later, because of the difference in philosophy, the two gradually moved towards two different paths.

Wu Qi stood with his hands behind his back, staring at Wang Xinlong.

I haven't seen you for so many years, and you are still so weak.

Weakness? I'm just implementing what I insist on! Wang Xinlong stood up, straightened his back, and there were various complicated expressions on his old face.

What are you insisting on? Are you practicing martial arts for fitness? Wu Qi sneered. We have been murderers since ancient times, and we are masters! The blood of the weak has poured our reputation. But you actually wanted to change martial arts into fitness?

He pointed to the bell silkworm.

Look at what kind of ghost you teach a good seedling!? Is this the ideal you want to uphold? Forcibly suppressing the will of a person who pursues the ultimate martial arts??

Wang Xinlong also looked at Zhong Can, his eyes were full of disappointment and silence.

Times have changed...

That's not the time for us to completely withdraw from the stage! Wu Qi interrupted him, opening his hands.

Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi! ! !

In an instant, a series of gunshots exploded one after another.

Wu Qi's complexion changed, and his figure suddenly turned into a gray shadow, dodging left and right several times, and quickly left the position he was standing before.

On the ground where he was originally standing, there were already a bunch of bullet holes and needle holes.

When the gunfire stopped, he was already twenty meters away from Wang Xinlong and the others.

At the same time, bursts of fine gunfire erupted in the distance.

The gunshots appeared abruptly, but soon disappeared, and the previous silence was restored.

Wu Qi looked ugly, reached out and pressed the button communicator on the collar, but there was no response at all.

He suddenly thought of something bad, and his eyes became more and more gloomy.

This time, he brought eighteen of the best fighters under his sect. These fighters have all undergone the best assassination training.