The latter's eyes widened, and before he understood what was going on, the flying knife was already in front of him.

At this critical moment, a dark shadow passed by.

Luo Xiaoniu held a knives and smashed the flying knife to the side.

This scene seems slow, but in fact it just happened in the blink of an eye.

After Luo Xiaoniu blocked the flying knife, he suddenly remembered what Wang Ting said, and immediately understood what he meant.

He hurriedly said, "Brother Ting, or else..."

Wang Ting did not answer him, but picked up a flying knife again, and the target became the knifeman on the far right.

Luo Xiaoniu blasted away and shot the flying knife again.

Then, the third, the fourth, and the fifth.

The flying knives swept across the empty basement like a meteor, and all were picked up by Luo Xiaoniu.

After all these swordsmen were shot by the flying knives, Luo Xiaoniu put away the knives and gasped heavily.

The knives on both sides of the knives are pitted, which are the traces left after the flying knives were shot many times.

At the same time, it also shows how powerful Luo Xiaoniu is, but despite this, he still expended a lot of physical strength.

Obviously, the scene just now was also a challenge for Luo Xiaoniu.

But his speed fell in front of the swordsman, which was unbelievably fast.

All the knives were shocked, and there were many discussions.

"Brother Xiao Niu is so strong?"

"I've seen Brother Dong do it. He's powerful enough. I didn't expect Brother Xiaoniu to be more powerful than Brother Dong!"

"Don't you understand? It's so difficult for someone as powerful as Brother Xiao Niu, that Brother Ting..."

Hearing the last sentence, all the swordsmen immediately respected Wang Ting.

Only a few people can see the flying knife just now, but there is no one who can hide.

Brother Ting's strength... far exceeds their imagination!

Seeing the expressions of the knives, Wang Ting clapped his hands and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, everyone was shocked."

He pointed at Luo Xiaoniu and said, "Have you seen it now? If Xiaoniu can even catch these flying knives, then he can block the deadly attacks you use in time."

Hearing Wang Ting's words, the swordsman suddenly realized.

Indeed, Brother Xiao Niu's speed is terrifying, even if they use all their strength, they are not enough to see in Brother Xiao Niu's eyes.

In other words, they can feed each other as much as they want, and they don't have to worry about maiming and dying!

Thinking of this, the knives looked at each other, and they all saw excitement and excitement in each other's eyes.

Wang Ting interrupted them with a smile: "Okay, you guys have a rest first, I still have something to tell your little brother."

"Yes, Brother Ting!"

The knives shouted in unison.

When the two took the elevator to the top floor, Luo Xiaoniu asked reluctantly:

"Brother Ting, how much effort did you use for the flying knife just now?"

Wang Ting smiled slightly: "Guess."

Luo Xiaoniu sighed, and when he looked at Wang Ting again, he showed a look of admiration and awe.

When he just picked up the flying knife, Wang Ting's face clearly showed a look of ease.

Luo Xiaoniu faintly felt that if he hadn't received these flying knives, Wang Ting would have a way to let the flying knives fall somewhere else without hurting these knives.

Brother Ting is really... getting stronger and stronger.

After arriving at the office, Wang Ting opened the safe and pretended to be fumbling, but actually took out a suitcase from the warehouse.

The suitcase was huge, and when opened, it was filled with dark firearms and boxes of yellow bullets.

"Brother Ting, this is..." Rao is Luo Xiaoniu, who was stunned when he saw so many firearms.

Wang Ting said: "It's too late, you give them these firearms first, and let them practice with knives and guns, understand?"

Luo Xiaoniu nodded and said hesitantly: "The radio in the basement is not very good. I'm afraid that it will be heard in the garage upstairs when I practice guns."

Hearing this sentence, Wang Ting smiled slightly.

"This is no problem. You are now practicing swords in the basement. I'll say hello to the sand and gravel factory. You can go there to practice guns."

Now that there are orders from Wang Bo and Uncle Hao, the sand and gravel factory has been working around the clock. Whether it is a transmission order or a machine, the roar is loud enough to cover up the sound of their gun practice.

Hearing Wang Ting's words, Luo Xiaoniu nodded, then left with the suitcase.

Wang Ting cooked another pot of Yandang Maofeng for himself. Seeing the green and bright tea slowly swaying in the cup, Wang Ting showed a playful smile on his face.

......

Jordan, Hang Kee Branch.

Sitting in the office, Sister Ailian picked up her mobile phone and made a call.

After a few rings on the other end of the phone, it was picked up.

"Hey, Ailian, what's the matter? Why did you think of Ninth Uncle recently?"

On the other end of the phone was Hengji's uncle, Ninth Uncle. When Sister Ailian hadn't married Hot Bangming, she worked with Ninth Uncle for a while.

So the relationship between the two is very good.

Sister Ailian smiled and said, "¨〃Ninth Uncle, can't I call you if I have nothing to do? I'm so sad to hear that."

Uncle Jiu laughed and said, "Uncle Jiu said whatever you want, don't mind."

Sister Ailian paused and said, "Ninth Uncle, are you free tomorrow night? You haven't come to Langui Bar for a long time."

On the other side, Xiangtang.

An old man in a singlet sat on the Luohan bed, smoking a cigar while answering the phone.

The flickering light of the screen shone on the old man's face.

And Jiu Shu had a sneer on his face.

Obviously he wanted to canvass for himself, and he even said that he was going to play at the Langui bar. He really took off his pants and farted.

But it's okay, three years later, it's time to collect the rent.

After Ninth Uncle thought about it, he returned to his enthusiastic look.

"Okay, I heard that there is a lot of good wine on Lan Gui's side. I must go and see it tomorrow night."

Sister Ailian also smiled and said, "Ninth Uncle, see you tomorrow night at eight o'clock."

After hanging up the phone, she called a little brother and said lightly, "Go and call Billy."

After a short while, with blood stains on his body, Billy, who was carrying a sword, hurried over.

"Sister Ailian, are you looking for me?"

Seeing his appearance, Sister Ailian frowned: "What are you doing?"

Billy raised the katana in his hand, and said proudly, "There are a few big circles who don't have eyes and dare to come to our site to collect protection fees, and I just taught them a good lesson in the past."

Sister Ailian sneered and said, "So what? Do you feel good about winning against them?

very powerful? "

Seeing that Sister Aileen's expression was wrong, Billy also put away his smile. He sat on the sofa and asked cautiously.

"Sister Elaine, what happened?"

Sister Ailian sighed in her heart and reprimanded:

"You're the hall master now, and now it's a key part of canvassing votes. You actually followed my younger brother to fight outside, which is really disappointing!"

Hearing her words, Billy's heart trembled: "Sister Ailian, I know, I won't do it again next time."

Seeing his appearance, Sister Ailian's anger went down a lot.

Although he sometimes ignores the big picture, Billy's greatest strength is obedience.

And Sister Ailian, she really needs an obedient puppet.

Thinking of this, Sister Ailian said: "Forget it, I have an appointment with Uncle Ninth tomorrow night. Get ready and go to Langui Bar with me to meet Uncle Ninth."

Uncle Nine?

Hearing this name, Billy couldn't help but think of a thin old man Ren.

I heard that the guy and Grandpa were in the same period. He used to be a very capable hall master, but when he got old, he retired from the rivers and lakes and became Hengji's uncle.

Billy vaguely remembered that Sister Ailian seemed to have been with Ninth Uncle for a while, and when he thought of this, he was overjoyed.

I have to meet Uncle Ninth tonight. If it works well, I will have one more vote here, and I will be one step closer to the seat of the 'pavilion'!

Thinking of this, he patted his chest and said boldly.

"Don't worry, Sister Ailian, I will wrap it on me tomorrow night."

Sister Ailian glanced at him suspiciously, and finally shook her head and said nothing.

PS: Ask for a wave of flowers, ask for a wave of monthly tickets, ask for a wave of evaluation tickets, and ask for various data in an infinite loop.......... ...................................................... ...................................................... ...................................................... ............

Chapter XNUMX The Hooded Killer Luo Xiaoniu

When it was near noon, A Xiang called.

"Brother Ting, are you still in the office? Come out for a drink."

Wang Ting laughed and scolded: "Stinky boy, drink at noon, believe it or not, I will deduct your salary!"

He paused and said, "Wait for me at the corner food stall, I'll be there in a while."

Ah Xiang smiled and said, "Okay."

Street corner food stalls were the places where Wang Ting and Axiang Adong used to go before they made their fortunes. Although they don't have to worry about eating and drinking now, the three of them can't always forget the taste of oden in the food stalls.

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