Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 89 Seniors
The fish swimming in the middle of the gate hold air bubbles in their mouths and dare not spit them out.

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

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

Only the sky remains.

"Are you looking for me?"

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

"I heard from Boss Song, brother, are you also interested in the "Prince Teng Xing Xing Pei Nu Picture"?"

Li Jun sat horizontally on the rattan chair, the sole of his right foot was slightly arched, and the sole of his shoe was gently grinding the floor tiles.

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

Very horizontal.

Li Jun shaved his eyebrows subconsciously, "Of course. But before I came, my boss specifically asked me to take the picture back. If you can raise your hand, brother, just ask where you need the logistics of Shu Road in the future.

"This is not Chengdu Mansion, and the brand of Shudao Logistics can't scare anyone."

Li Jun shrugged his shoulders. Although he was quite afraid of the other party's method of concealing his breath, if he was frightened, then he would not need to mix martial arts sequences.

Whether it is a pig or a tiger, one punch will tell the truth.

"That's why we don't have to talk?"

The soles of the shoes grazed the ground and made an ear-piercing screeching sound, Bajiquan was strong from the feet to the waist, and the fist wrapped in blue veins blasted forward.

"Can talk!"

The sleeves of the abruptly stopped forceful tugging crackled, the front of the fist suddenly hovered in front of a bronze waist plate, and the wind around the waist plate swayed from side to side.

"I do not want it."

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

Li Jun also has a similar waist badge, but his one says the school lieutenant, while others say the general flag.

Officials even come out to buy erotic pictures, can they have some professional ethics?

"A non-staff captain looked at his boss and turned his head away. Didn't he take our rules seriously?"

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

The person behind said still unhurriedly: "There is no need to act. Although I, Wei Ju'an, is the headquarter of Baoning Prefecture, I still know a lot about Chengdu Prefecture."

"Did that fat man Yu Kou tell you that only he knows your identity? He lied to you. If you really believe this and think of betrayal, you will be surrounded and killed by Jin Yiwei immediately."

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

Li Jun, who had already reached the gate of the courtyard, paused, looked back, and did not hide the fierce light in his eyes.

"What is Master Wei looking for from me?"

Wei Ju'an didn't answer in a hurry, got up from the wicker chair, and threw out a dragonfly-shaped mechanical creation.

The 'dragonfly' spread its small wings and floated under the eaves, with ripples spreading out from the insect's body.

Standing outside Lianyi, Li Jun saw 'Self' and 'Wei Ju'an' still lying on the rattan chair, talking and laughing, as if they were having a good time.

fantasy?No, it doesn't feel like a yellow beam dream.

It should be pure visual deception.

Wei Ju'an stood under the eaves, his legs spread out to shoulder level, his waist and back bent.Under Li Jun's shocked eyes, he slowly opened a fist.

His hands point like knives, his footwork snaps and buckles, and there are bursts of piercing sounds between the changes in his moves, like a sharp blade slashing in the air.

"Changing palms is like a knife, this is Baguazhang and he is a martial arts sequence? No!"

Li Jun's raised eyebrows suddenly sank, Wei Ju'an's set of Baguazhang has both form and spirit, which is different from Zhao Qingxia's mimicry and Gu Yong's piracy.

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

This weird sense of separation made Li Jun subconsciously ask, "What sequence are you?"

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

It's a mechanical prosthesis wrapped under a bionic skin.

Li Jun stared at Wei Ju'an's right hand for a long time, frowned and said, "The art of war? What about your Baguazhang?"

"I used to be a companion with you, but later someone chopped off a hand, and it was broken into pure flesh and blood, and my martial arts was completely broken."

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

What Wei Ju'an said was calm and breezy, but what Li Jun heard was terrified.

He knows how difficult it is to switch the sequence, and the pain caused by the re-locking of the gene alone is not something ordinary people can bear.

Not to mention that one of the difficulties is higher than the other, and a little carelessness will result in genetic collapse.

At the beginning, a hero like Zhao Ding was also because of the disintegration of genes, and the dragon was trapped in the shallows.

And to be able to become the General Banner of Jinyiwei, Wei Ju'an is at least the peak of the Eighth Army.

Changing from martial art to military art, he can still do this step, one 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 get in touch with you, do you want to sit and talk?"

Li Jun strode back to the eaves, and saluted Wei Ju'an with a fixed expression.

In this salute, the respect is not for the other party's senior status, but for this perseverance and character.

Wei Ju'an stood where he was and accepted Li Jun's salute calmly, his eyes slightly complicated.

"I've already folded. I came to you this time because I didn't want you to end up like me. You are a good seedling. It's a pity to lose."

Li Jun's eyes narrowed, "My lord, are you talking about breaking eight into seven?"

Wei Ju'an nodded, "Although I'm no longer a member of the Martial Dao Sequence, I still have my eyesight. I'm afraid you are not far from breaking the lock and advancing to the Sequence?"

"The sound of the lock rings for a long time, and martial arts can be mastered." Li Jun didn't hide it.

"It's all here?!"

Wei Ju'an's eyes brightened instantly, but quickly dimmed.

"Do you know Wu Qi's rituals?"

Li Jun spat out two words, "Dufu."

Wei Juan was a little surprised, "It seems that you know a lot."

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

"That's right. There are not many people with hard heads these days. If you can't ask questions, you can only blame your fists for not being hard."

"You can ask even those with hard bones, it's just a matter of knocking on the bone and sucking the marrow."

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

After the laughter, the man's voice sank immediately, "To be promoted to Wuqi, you have to step out of the abyss by stepping on the bones of other sequences, live in one step, die in one step, the whole world will be enemies, many people will want to kill you, are you not afraid?"

Li Jun shook his head, "It's useless to be afraid, even if you hide, many people will take the initiative to come to you. Confucian lackeys, yellow scarf wrestlers, Buddhist King Kong, they won't even leave us their bones."

Gu Family, Wu Family, Bailong Temple
While speaking, faces with strange expressions flashed in Li Jun's eyes one by one, and finally fixed on Yu Kou's smiling fat face.

"They won't let me go, and I won't fucking let them go."

(End of this chapter)