"Kick the hall to kill..."
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha… "
"It's been a long time since I've encountered such a thing as kicking the gymnasium, I really miss it."
"Come to Chinatown to play martial arts? My friend, tell me, who sent you here? How much did you pay? It wouldn't be the other karate, taekwondo, or jujitsu martial arts, but the kicking gym We have to take advantage of the time when there are many people to take down the signboards, now it’s raining and it’s deserted, it’s useless to kick the hall, you’d better go back first.”
"Yeah, as we have important things to do today, I'll let you go. It's not easy for a life to live to such an extent."
Hearing the man wearing the bamboo hat speak, the bigwigs present at the meeting were stunned for a moment, and then roared with laughter. Each made a mockery, as if they saw a very funny thing.
That's right, according to common sense, this thing is really funny.
It is not uncommon to be kicked out of gymnasiums. Those who open martial arts gymnasiums in foreign countries to teach apprentices are not kicked out. A small one in January, a big one in March, and one kill every year.
But today is the gathering of all the Chinese associations in France, especially the most elite thugs of all the associations. Suddenly, a person broke in alone and wanted to kick the hall to kill. Unlucky, very unlucky. It's like kicking the steel plate at once!
When these bigwigs saw this man wearing a hat to kick the gym, while laughing, they also lamented that this person was very unlucky.
The only people present who did not smile were Wang Chao and Zhang Tingyun from Hongmen.
Zhang Tingyun is an old man with rich experience. Although he can't see the strength of the person wearing the hat, but he is an old man who has wandered through life and death for many years. He has a kind of insight in his heart.
Not to mention Wang Chao, when the person wearing the hat approached the door, his ears had already heard a clue from the sound of the torrential rain.
For a person wearing a hat, whether it is the breathing, the sound of footsteps, or the frequency of the pulse, they are almost integrated with the frequency of the rain. The state of motion matches.
This matching frequency gave Wang Chao a feeling that the wind and rain outside seemed to be extremely intimate with this person, and they were close partners regardless of each other. Facing this person is like facing the wind and rain in the whole world.
In other words, the person who wears the bamboo hat comes with the wind and rain, and it is he who brings the wind and rain.
This kind of feeling is very profound and mysterious, and it is not for people who have reached the peak of boxing and the spiritual realm has reached the subtle and profound level, and they can't feel it at all.
"When the Dragon King travels, the wind and rain follow." Wang Chao looked at the man wearing the hat quietly, "You are not here to kick the gym. With your skill, I can't imagine that there is no martial arts gym in this world that can invite you to come. Kick this little fencing gym?"
Indeed, the man in the hat stood quietly at the door, with the storm roaring behind him. In Wang Chao's feeling, the other party seemed to be really a king of dragons who could move clouds and spread rain, looking at him coldly.
"I did come to kick the hall, and it was true that someone paid me to kill the woman behind you. The female director of Chanel. That's right, it's her. I'm here to kill her."
The man in the bamboo hat still kept the bamboo hat very low, so he couldn't see his face clearly.
"Are you a member of the GOD assassination group?" As soon as the bamboo hat man said, all the bosses present stood up abruptly.
They are all human beings. These days, Zhang Tong has been kidnapped and assassinated frequently. They are all members of the GOD assassination group, especially a group of elite bodyguards died the night before yesterday. Now that the bamboo hat man said it, they immediately understood.
Not only them, even Wang Chao's eye sockets retracted.
The man in the bamboo hat turned out to be a member of the GOD assassination group, which Wang Chao never expected. An assassination group is always in the dark, sniping, lurking, shooting black guns and so on. They never come to the door alone when everyone gathers together and the opponent is the strongest.
This kind of behavior is not called an assassination group, it can be called an assassination group.
They came to kill with open flames.
This completely subverts the idea of assassination-kidnapping.
"I heard that Mr. Wang Chao of the Tang Sect is the number one master of Chinese martial arts in Greater East Asia. His boxing skills are miraculous. He can 'drop water through stone', 'hold iron into mud', and 'exhale to kill'. I don't know if I will kill people today. Mr. Wang Chao, can you do it?" Can you protect the woman behind you?"
The man in the bamboo hat remained motionless, his tone floating. But in the words, a layer of pressure has been put on Wang Chao!
He came in through the wind and rain, stood still at the door, and said two or three words quietly, but it seemed to be an understatement, but everything gave Wang Chao unparalleled pressure!
"The person I want to protect, no one in the world can touch a single hair of her, including you."
Wang Chao did not move his body, and said coldly: "Your kung fu is good, and your realm is also very high. But it is still a little short. Do you know? Just now when your footsteps were eighty-three steps away from here, I I heard it. Your heartbeat, breath, pulse, although consistent with the wind and rain, but there is still a very small dissonance in it, so that I can distinguish which is the sound of the wind and rain, and which is your voice. You are far away from heaven and earth One body, regardless of each other's kung fu, there is still a long way to go. Just want to kill people in front of me? Maybe you think you want to protect people today, and you will tie your hands and feet? That's why you are so bold to break in alone."
Wang Chao relieved the pressure in the bamboo hat man's language with a few words.
The man in the bamboo hat just said that he wanted to kill Zhang Tong. It was obvious that he would use Zhang Tong's life to bind Wang Chao's hands and feet! Masters fight, one wants to kill, and the other wants to protect people. That's definitely not the same. Of course, the murderer takes the initiative.
It was also the case that Wang Chao broke into the hospital building of the Chen Group and killed Chen Libo in front of Wharton.
Faced with this pressure, Wang Chao remained unmoved in the slightest. Instead, he pointed out that there were flaws in the realm of the bamboo hat man, which was a fierce counterattack.
It can be said that within a few words, the two top masters have already exchanged their hands.
"The vitality frequency at any time is integrated with the heaven and the earth, regardless of each other. There will never be such a person in the past, and there will never be in the future. You don't need to point out my mistakes. You are the same." The man in the bamboo hat suddenly smiled up.
At any time, at all times, keep your vitality frequency integrated with the surrounding environment, regardless of each other. This kind of mental state is indeed something that no one can achieve, not even a real god.
It's like Wang Chao's muscles and bones are swollen, and his whole body is rushing with blood. That is the longest time, the furthest, and the most explosive time, but it is impossible to maintain this state all the time.
It is inevitable that a person's mental state and physical state will have peaks and troughs twenty-four hours a day.
"You are worthy of being my opponent. Unexpectedly, Tang Zichen could find someone like you. There is not much difference between assassination and non-assassination, sneak attack and non-sneak attack for people like you. However, although you have many people today, Sometimes, a large number of people is not a helper, but a burden.”
After the man in the bamboo hat said the last word "cumbersome", he suddenly shut up, and the whole person fell silent. All I could hear was the turbulence of the wind and rain, and the sound of clattering.
When he shut up, it was obvious that he was no longer ready to speak.
The mutual probing with Wang Chao just now didn't take advantage. That is to say, the breath didn't frighten the other party, nor did it shake the other party's mental state, so now only the hands can see the real kung fu.
Indeed, he knew very clearly and saw very accurately. There were many people on Wang Chao's side, but they were all cumbersome! Although he is single-handedly, he has the upper hand!
Killing someone like Wang Chao, whether it's a surprise attack or not, assassination or not, doesn't make much sense. For a person who can clearly hear ants crawling within a few hundred meters, and immediately sense any movement in the wind. All sniping and assassination are fake. It only distracts him when he has burdens around him. Then you can get it.
When the man in the bamboo hat closed his mouth, all the bosses present were startled suddenly, and a strong sense of danger rose up at the same time, as if someone was staring at him from a distance with a sniper, and his whole body was densely covered with goose skin pimple.
Of course, there are also a few very vicious "double flower red stick" thugs who suddenly rose up and were about to rush at the bamboo hat man.
But faster than them is Wang Chao.
"Unfortunately, you are not my opponent."
Wang Chao exhaled lightly, and took a step forward abruptly while speaking.
When he took this step, there were many experts present, and there were many people with sharp eyes, but no one really saw his vigorous movements clearly. They all felt that the ground shook, and Wang Chao's whole body appeared in front of him. In front of the man in the bamboo hat.
at the same time! His body has become taller and bigger, a full head and a half taller than the man in the bamboo hat, and his huge body expands horizontally, which seems to completely cover the man in the bamboo hat.
Among them, Zhang Tingyun, the veteran of the Hongmen with the sharpest eyesight and the most sensitive sense, saw at this moment, and the frozen image in his mind was a huge strong man grabbing a child with his iron palm the size of a cattail fan.