One day, after forming a contract with the old god,

"Brother, it's bad! Someone has invaded our territory." Tang Wei had just contacted the brothers at the bottom and knew that the ground below had fallen.

"Have you figured out the other party's background?" The wild dog's voice came from the intercom.

It could be heard that he was in a bad mood at the moment.

"No... the power supply system of the building is suspected to be controlled by the intruder. Without the ability to restore the lighting, it is difficult for us to see the appearance of the other party. We only know that they are committing the crime in a gang, and the entire team is no less than five people..."

"Brother, the twenty-eighth floor has been occupied. I don't know how long the brothers on the twenty-ninth floor can hold on. You should seize the time to evacuate!" Tang Wei heard the sound of the fighting downstairs going from violent to still, which seemed to only take a minute. Less than time.

The brothers stationed at the top are all elites carefully selected by Wild Dog.

However, they could not last more than a minute in the enemy's hands.

It can be seen that the enemy is very powerful.

"It's interesting..." After a moment of silence, the wild dog uttered a word that had no ups and downs.

It was impossible to tell whether he was talking about the current crisis or the enemy hidden in the darkness.

Tang Wei, who has been with him for many years, knows the deep meaning behind his words.

Ren Shuhao is in Wild Dog's office at the moment.

Thinking about it, he probably meant what he said to the other party.

Tang Wei clenched his fist and slammed it against the wall, and couldn't help but curse.

"In your opinion, who would be the person who betrayed me?" The wild dog's voice came from the intercom again.

Tang Wei knew that he was not asking himself this question, but he still couldn't help but interjected: "Made, who else could it be besides Ren Shuhao!"

Ren Shuhao is known as a gentleman in the union, and he usually hates people like them the most.

Fortunately, the wild dog had transferred those shady activities to the dark in advance, so that it was hidden from the other party's eyes.

However, they haven't done anything ostentatious recently.

How did he notice it?
Tang Wei clenched the walkie-talkie in his hand, thinking that Ren Shuhao would say something.

However, it was always quiet on the other end.

He thought there was something wrong with the walkie-talkie, so he took it to his eyes and prepared to debug it.

Unexpectedly, a pair of legs suddenly appeared out of thin air in the darkness in front of him, and then kicked hard towards his face.

The man moved quickly and urgently, not giving him any time to think.

Now, it is impossible to escape.

He could only raise his hands in embarrassment to block the opponent's attack, and received a heavy kick.

The walkie-talkie in his hand was kicked out a few meters away in an instant.

Tang Wei cursed and his arms sank, swelling several times in an instant.

If you hit it with a fist, you might be able to beat the person into a photo.

He thought that the defense line on the 29th floor would be breached by the enemy, but he did not expect that the enemy would come so quickly.

Only three minutes had passed.

After the opponent settled down, they launched a new round of attacks.

At this time, Tang Wei was already mentally prepared. He immediately narrowed his eyes and followed the sound of the air stirring to deliver a powerful straight punch.

Qin Yu had seen his disaster curse ability in the trial area and knew that he could explode a thousand kilograms of weight in an instant.

If you were to receive his punch forcefully, you might have to report to the Palace of Hell.

She immediately dodged and used her strength to lift the opponent's arm, using her body as a fulcrum, she gave him a solid over-the-shoulder throw.

The moment Tang Wei fell to the ground, all the force weighing a thousand pounds was exerted on himself.

This wave can be regarded as reaping the consequences.

However, for him.

She had no intention of leaving the other party alive.

After all, she saw him break someone else's neck in the trial area with her own eyes.

Today, she also wanted to see what it was like to break someone's neck, and how she could make him show such an expression of enjoyment at that time.

At the same time, Qin Yu's mind was filled with the appearance of Tang Weitu's identity, and her calm mood seemed to be happy with this scene.

Seems pretty good. However, this level is not enough, it needs to be more painful.

Thinking of this, she held Ming Ying and drew an almost perfect arc, nailing it straight towards Tang Wei's knees.

The moment he fell, he was almost dizzy. Even though it was difficult for him to see the opponent's attack clearly at this moment, he could still hear the sharp sound in the air and the sound of the falling knife.

He originally wanted to stand up and switch from defense to offense.

However, those endless ominous things had already quietly penetrated into the depths of his soul.

An indescribable tremor caused him to clench his teeth, and he missed the best opportunity to attack due to a brief lapse in movement.

It is already impossible to turn over and jump up.

The sharp downward trajectory of the blade made him clearly aware of the other party's thoughts:
The other party wanted to destroy his legs so that he could never stand up again!
When this thought came to his mind, his face suddenly turned extremely pale.

You know, his huge strength coupled with his boxing and kicking skills can almost make up for all his shortcomings.

However, flawless skills also need to be based on a premise:
Only when he has a flexible body can he exert the maximum effect of a thousand pounds of weight.

If he is unable to stand in the future, he will be nothing more than a wooden dummy with no strength to the other party.

You can only stand and take a beating, and there is absolutely no possibility of winning with a backhand.

After realizing this, he directly caught the blade exuding murderous intent with his palm without thinking.

next second.

The sharp blade pierced his palm easily, and the tip stopped a finger's width away from his knee.

Qin Yu raised her eyebrows and looked at the palm that pulled out despite the pain and then struck her face with a backhand.

Good guy.

Not many people can take on the Shadow with their bare hands.

What is needed in a short moment is not only courage, but also the choice of pros and cons.

Obviously, he would rather give up his right hand than his legs.

Although the price of giving up the hands is not small, compared with the legs, this wave of trade-offs is still worth it.

Tang Wei's fists were obviously filled with anger that was about to explode, and there was a rush of wind as it struck.

Qin Yu narrowed her eyes and faced the opponent's fist without hiding, as if waiting for something.

At this time, Leng Yue happened to get into the clouds.

This made the already dark corridor even darker.

Tang Wei couldn't see Qin Yu's expression clearly and could only rely on the opponent's body reaction to judge the opponent's next move.

I originally thought that the opponent would react to his fist, but I didn't expect that he would look so stunned in the end.

He showed a sinister smile, and even his fists seemed to be able to quench poisonous poison.

Just waiting for the moment Qin Yu was hit, she fell to the ground whining.

Unexpectedly, Qin Yu had already made a plan. The second before the fist was about to hit her, she transformed into a holy sword that she could no longer hold back.

The sword emitted a holy light, causing Tang Wei to involuntarily half-close his eyes to avoid the light.

In a brief trance.

The sword had already penetrated his palm, and then shattered his kneecap.

what--

An extremely shrill scream slipped out of Tang Wei's throat, and even the fist that was attacking directly collapsed under the pain.

The disadvantage of the short sword is naturally made up for by the long sword.

Looking at Tang Wei who was almost curled up into a ball, Qin Yu showed a satisfied smile.

Can't think of it.

My weapon is not just Styx.

Dark Shadow: Angry.

Feeling replaced.

Holy Sword (cold glance)
Ming Ying: Damn, I’m even more angry!