More and more people fell down in the street. Lu Ping''s White Sleeveless cloak had been stained with unknown blood. On the word "catch up" behind her, a bright red was like a machete, slashing up miserably, and I don''t know how it splashed up.
Lu Ping was alone. He was walking forward.
There were six spies in xiafeng city master''s residence, but they kept retreating.
In order to see Lu Ping''s actions more clearly, they were taller than Lu Ping. At first glance, they looked like they were bowing their heads to admit their mistakes.
The last of them was protected. At this time, he took out a paper and pen and wrote something in the street.
He''s recording, recording what they''re going through.
Lu Ping, the name began to appear in the city Lord''s residence. No one took him seriously. To refuse the city Lord''s interview was a reckless act in their eyes. However, in the subsequent investigation, there was no clue at all, which added a bit of mystery to Lu Pingping. But even so, what? Xiafeng city hall, which governs the whole xiafeng region, has no reason to regard a teenager as a threat.
Even now, they can''t help retreating under Lu Ping''s advance, but they only think Lu Ping is a threat to them. No one thinks that a single individual can compete with the city Lord''s mansion.
"It seems that you are not ready to accept my suggestion." Lu Ping said at this time.
Of course not.
Faced with their duties, these spies have long used their lives to maintain their consciousness.
"Ah!" One of them suddenly gave a loud drink and rushed out.
The other five did not cooperate, but stared at Lu Ping. The one who was protected at the end was especially serious.
"Ah ah!" The one who rushed out kept screaming and looked ridiculous, but his speed and strength began to improve gradually in this scream.
So no one thinks it''s ridiculous. This ability to use the spirit of singing to improve the power of other souls is very rare and famous in the whole continent.
Zhaoyinchu.
One of the six strong men with five souls in the mainland and the only woman among the six. Using all kinds of sounds to improve the power of the soul is what she is good at. It is the power "smell the string and know the meaning" that uses the spirit of singing as the guide and allows a variety of soul forces to promote and strengthen each other.
Now, an ordinary practitioner who doesn''t know his origin doesn''t seem to have a high level, the syllables are very simple, and the promotion he has achieved is not qualified to be compared with zhaoyinchu. But what he has done is indeed something that can be done only by "hearing the string and knowing the meaning".
Who is this man?
What does it have to do with zhaoyinchu?
All practitioners who see the use of this scream have to think of this problem. I dare not despise this humble ordinary practitioner, but there may be a big man behind him.
But the scream stopped suddenly. While everyone was carefully thinking about the possible terrible background behind the man, he had been strangled by Lu Ping. Then he was thrown behind by Lu Ping.
Even with the improvement of "yayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayaya. There was no hesitation.
Is he unaware of the possible background of the six strong men, or is he not afraid even if he knows?
The spy behind the pen hesitated and couldn''t write. Lu Ping''s attitude is so simple that they can''t analyze Lu Ping''s mentality at all. He can only truthfully record this process.
Lu Ping has rushed forward mercilessly. Several spies scattered quickly. It seems that they want to surround Lu Ping. In fact, everyone pays great attention to keeping a distance from Lu Ping.
Encirclement is false, and the intention to create encirclement is true. They clearly remember that the instruction they received was delay, not anything else. At present, after finding that it is difficult to do anything else and there is no way to achieve the purpose of procrastination in a more efficient way, they finally completely opened up the battle of procrastination.
But there are some things that are really inexplicable to them.
Lu Ping''s speed.
In the blink of an eye, he had cut in front of one of them, and his hand was as fast as lightning. When people''s eyes just caught his moving figure, one fell in front of him.
Follow, next!
One more!
One more!
Four moves and four shots, but after blinking several times, there was only one spy left. The one who has been hiding furthest and still holding a paper and pen in his hand watched helplessly as his friends were knocked down by Lu Ping in an instant, so weak that he didn''t know him.
He knew that they were not weak, and that they would not be afraid of death in order to complete their mission.
Lu Ping is too strong. They can''t figure it out. The unknown is strong.
At this time, he still has a new feeling.
The Vietnam War is getting stronger.
Add his scrawl to the paper. He had no time to write down the process in detail. He could only write down his feelings quickly. He thinks it''s 100% accurate.
He is not ready to escape. He believes he can''t escape. His last thing to do is to send out the information about Lu Ping he recorded. The paper full of messy handwriting was quickly rolled up by him, but Lu Ping had rushed to him. At Lu Ping''s speed, it was only a blink of an eye to cross this distance. But as soon as he took two steps, he suddenly stumbled and nearly fell.
Um!
The only remaining spy jumped in his heart at this time and almost had to seize the opportunity to make a move. However, the strong quality trained in xiafeng city master''s residence made him restrain this move. Instead of attacking, he hurried to finish what he had to do and stuffed the thin paper into the hollow pen holder.
Is it seduction?
When he was doing this quickly, he was also thinking quickly, and then he was glad that he had no impulse. He felt that this must be the flaw that Lu Ping lured him to attack deliberately.
As a result, just then, with a puff, blood flowed out of Lu Ping''s mouth like a fog, and his body shook more and more.
He was injured, always injured, and was thrown from the high point spirit stage. The examiner of the point spirit conference did not show mercy to him. Lu Ping was hurt from inside to outside. Just before, he was suffering pain even when he walked.
However, he still fought with the spies of xiafeng mansion, exerting the fastest speed and greatest strength, and the soul of Ming kept beating the rhythm all the time.
What tenacious perseverance this is. This is just a boy of 14 or 15 years old. His endurance is even more terrible than those strictly trained spies.
This is the information that should be recorded. The spy couldn''t help but want to add it, but he immediately saw Lu Ping''s eyes.
The corners of his mouth were covered with blood and his body was shaking, but there was no look of pain in his eyes.
Lu Ping rushed up and the spy raised his hand. At the last moment, he gave up all the ideas he had temporarily sprouted.
He was hit by Lu Ping. He couldn''t bear the damage caused by his strong speed and strength. But he just looked at the sky, and the pen tube containing his intelligence was thrown into the air by him. He also released the instructions of their city master''s house to train animals with his last soul.
Whew!
A swift rushed out at a high speed from nowhere, held the pen tube in mid air and flashed by.
The spy fell down with a happy face. Lu Ping looked at what he had done and knew that it must be bad for him, but he really couldn''t do anything at this time. The blood continued to fall down along the corner of his mouth. Lu Ping wiped it casually, walked over the spy''s body and continued to move forward.
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