Looking at the blue "color" knife light that was hacking at him, Langfeng grinned and chuckled, and suddenly threw the stick in his hand that had been split in half, but this time the direction was no longer under Kurosaki. It's his face.
Kurosaki is dying of anger now. Two people are fighting, one holding a knife and the other holding a stick. As a result, you don’t fight well. You throw the stick out of your hand. The one-meter-long stick is used as a hidden weapon, with a whistling weapon. Voice, what kind of play is this? It's too damn non-mainstream!
Screaming wow, Kurosaki has lost the gentleness of the past, and seems to have become a beast, with a penetrating spirit on his face, as if he was about to eat Langfeng.
"You must die!" After gritting his teeth and uttering four words, Kurosaki suddenly placed his knife on his chest, his bloodthirsty eyes closed slightly, and his breath became weaker and weaker.
Looking at the other side, Langfeng finally lost the previously wretched smile on his face, and took a light step back with his right foot. The stick in his hand danced like a big windmill, keeping himself tightly airtight.
"Ninjutsu·Riding the wind·Hidden!" The faint voice appeared in Langfeng's ears as if auditory hallucinations. He suddenly saw that Kurosaki, who was still there, disappeared suddenly, and the warehouse with only a small mouth was blown up. There was a gentle breeze.
"This bunch of small island nations!" Langfeng cursed, suddenly stopped waving the iron rod, and rushed straight towards a corner. The iron rod slammed into a corner of the corner, and he seemed to There is a feeling, there is a flow of air there, which is different from other places, this feeling is very real, no, it is real!
"Heh!" With a low shout, Langfeng sealed all the dead spots, and seemed to have used all his power on this blow, and at this moment Kurosaki was completely sluggish.
He knew that there was no problem with his ninjutsu, and he was completely integrated into the wind. Although he could not dismantle the combination at will like the wind, but with his own ninjutsu, he could completely come and go like the wind. , But the stubborn bald head in front of him found himself all at once, and he didn't seem to be foolish at all!
"Ding!" A sound of gold and iron sounded, and the iron rod that was only half the length suddenly became a quarter, but the other half of the iron rod went towards Kurosaki's right eye like a hidden weapon.
In an emergency, Kurosaki showed the qualities he should have as a senior ninja, his head tilted to the right, slightly staggering the position of his left eye, and his body did not show up. He was already hidden in the air.
At this time, if outsiders look, they will feel that Langfeng slams the iron rod at a kick in the warehouse, and then a blue "color" light is waved, and then the iron rod becomes two pieces, without any notice. I noticed that there was a ninja there.
"What's going on? How could you see me!" Kurosaki "touched" the bleeding temple, appeared on the ground, gasping for breath, for him, just a few seconds Ninjutsu has consumed too much of his thought power.
"Hehe, Kurosaki, I don't know if you have seen Mission Impossible." Langfeng smiled suddenly, and his cold face became gentle, and the speed of face change directly broke the Guinness World Record.
"Huh? What do you mean?" Hearing Lang Feng's words, Kurosaki was taken aback for a moment, looking at Langfeng with some flickering eyes, and asked.
"Haha, nothing, I'm very satisfied with you, I'm not surprised, and decisive in case of trouble, the only pity is that ninjutsu is not too high!" Langfeng said as he suddenly raised his right hand in front of his chest, his thumb, ring finger and little finger were bent and changed. In the shape of a sword finger, the person who was "thumping" in his mouth didn't know what he was reading. It didn't stop until a gust of wind blew outside. He looked at Kurosaki with an expression like a worldly expert who taught an apprentice.
"This is, in the legend!" Kurosaki's face suddenly turned a little red, and his voice was a bit high-pitched.
"Just know, don't say it!" Langfeng smiled and shook his head, stopping the other party's words.
This is not Wolf Peak's pretense. In case Kurosaki wanted to test the authenticity of Wolf Peak, he made up a name to fool him, and when he heard it, he nodded, wouldn't it be a show of help.
As for the small breeze, Langfeng couldn't help but slapped his mouth when he talked about it. The police opened the vent for a long time. I really don't know what they are doing for a long time.
"Child, you have a mission now to break into the police station!" Langfeng suddenly whispered in proficient Japanese, but Kurosaki not far away heard it completely.
"Your mission must be completed, but I don't know you are..." Kurosaki bowed, as if he had forgotten that he had been fooled once before, and asked quickly.
"Have your grandfather mentioned to you a person who can stand up?" Without answering, Langfeng just asked rhetorically, waved his hand impatiently, and said, "Okay, as soon as the police come in, they will pretend to be injured. After entering the police station, all clues about this case will be destroyed!"
Langfeng’s words immediately let Kurosaki understand his intentions. The expert is worthy of being an expert. He actually came up with this method. It seems that he is indeed his own. Otherwise, he will not let himself destroy the evidence and take everything quickly. The dug out companions hide.
Of course, these are all that Kurosaki cares about "**". He doesn't know that Langfeng doesn't think so in his heart. For Langfeng, as long as he is fooled in, he will naturally be ruled by someone. I can't use myself anymore, let alone say that I can solve such a case, and I can find a fart in the investigation.
"Yes!" Respectfully replied, Kurosaki hit his own thigh with a stab, and the fiercely looking Wolf Peak was all anxious, thinking that he shouldn't be fooled so hard.
Turning around to reassure a few girls, just as Langfeng was thinking about calling Fu Jun again, the police's yelling was finally late.
"Don't move, raise your hand!" a policeman shouted loudly, looking at Langfeng. Only Langfeng is still alive here, and everyone else is half-dead.
"Hey hey, man, I'm an undercover agent, don't you know?" Langfeng made an exaggerated gesture, expressing his innocent appearance.
"You fucking pretend to be a grandson with me, get me down quickly!" The police arrogantly pointed the gun at Langfeng, without taking him seriously.
"Yes, yes." He lowered his head obediently, an inexplicable light gleamed in Langfeng's eyes, looking for Fu Jun among the increasing number of police officers.
"What's going on? What's going on?" Just after Kurosaki was taken into the car, Langfeng was also crushed and walked into the police car, but at this moment, Fu Jun rushed over in a vigorous step, angrily. Shouted.
He is deeply aware of the two fatal characteristics of the Ziyue group-the retribution of the canthus and the eye-high. If someone here dared to humiliate him, it would be himself who was suppressed!
"Director Fu! You and Captain Ji's soldiers are so good!" Langfeng said with a smile.
"Well, what's the matter." Fu Jun winked at Captain Ji, and quickly laughed embarrassingly.
"Don't talk about those useless, do you know how much I helped this time to rescue so many girls, but I want to be Lei Feng and stay anonymous? That's all, and even one of your team members suppressed me?" Langfeng Speaking infinitely wronged, Fu Jun and Captain Ji bowed their heads in shame.
"Why did you get a second-class military merit in this mission, but I only suffered from the pain." Langfeng said as he turned around and took off his pants, and at this time Fu Jun quickly stopped him.
Looking at Fu Jun aggrievedly, Langfeng went down to the donkey along the way, thinking about how to maximize his interests, suddenly turning his back on his previous grievances, holding his hands together and tilting his head to look at Fu Jun.
This change directly caused the two of them to lose their heads. Could it be that this kid was beaten stupid before? How come it suddenly became such a foolish look.
"Director Fu, my Chief Fu! What are you going to do about this? You give the brother a million and eight hundred thousand brothers and absolutely look down on it. Of course, you can't give it!" Langfeng raised his eyebrows and said. It seems that Captain Ji's brows are almost twisted together.
His meaning is very clear, you give me don't give me less, 800,000 yuan, it is not easy to work, as for not to give it, yes, it is only at your own risk.
"Hehe, Brother Qian has done so hard, how can he only use money in return!" Fu Jun said following Langfeng's words, after all, he couldn't say too much in front of so many people.
"I like to hear this. Recently, my brother saw a girl. In Tsinghua, if you think it's suitable, you can get your buddy in. Of course, you don't have to do it!" Langfeng continued with a little ruffian.
This sentence is the same as the previous sentence, that is, if you don't get me in, if something happens, you can't eat it.
"No problem, since the little brother is interested in learning, we can do you a favor!" Hehe smiled, and Fu Jun accepted it directly.
"Ring jing jing..." Just as Langfeng was going to extortion, his classic Nokia mobile phone rang suddenly, looking at this strange phone number, Langfeng subconsciously pressed the access button.
"Hey, is it Mr. Qianchuan?" Langfeng listened to the voice opposite, feeling very gentle, as if he was stroking by the beach, and quickly changed the appearance of the little ruffian before, with a gentle smile on his face, as if he had hit it by himself. It's like a video phone.
"I am, do you know who you are, Miss? Listening to your voice is so special, it suddenly made me forget..." Langfeng didn't notice the problem in his words at all, and listened to the laughter from the opposite side of the phone, but he was happily picking He raised his eyebrows.
"This is Su Ziyan, this time I am going to treat you to a meal!"
When talking about Su Ziyan, Langfeng immediately thought of helping him repair his tires, smiled gently, and his voice became much deeper: "You are too polite, what do you eat for such a small thing! Where do you eat it?"
"Uh..." Listening to Langfeng's inconsistent words, Su Ziyan smiled on the other side of the phone and leaned forward and then closed the phone, and then hung up the phone after talking about a location. At this time, there was a series of knocks on the door of his office.