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There was no room for maneuver with that knife shot.
He can't face the face of Wang Chen, the mentor.
If the opponent didn't defend himself and was directly pierced through the head with a flying knife, Wang Yu would be charged with killing his mentor.
It was something he didn't want to see.
Originally, his knife was indeed aimed at his hair.
But in the end, it went a little bit downwards, causing the flying knife to pass through his scalp.
It is not an exaggeration to say that it is very thrilling.
"Hmph, you wait for me. If you don't give me the first place this time, you will be useless. Captain Liu Chuang won't be able to work if he comes." Wang Chen said threateningly and resentfully.
After that, he threw Wang Yu aside, licked his old face, and asked around Bing Yuchen.
"Niece, are your father and mother divorced?"
"Niece, does your father still not wash his feet every day?"
"Niece, are you hungry?"
"Niece, you..."
In the end, Bing Yuchen's face turned cold, and Wang Chen, who was chattering aside, was frozen into an ice sculpture in an instant.
Bing Yuchen exhaled, the world was finally clean.
……
After ten minutes.
A black helicopter landed over the base from a distance.
Including Wang Chen, the team leader, the six of them entered the helicopter.
It is said that they will first go to the headquarters of the Xiongbing Company where the capital is located to report.
No melons all the way...
Just when Wang Yu was about to fall asleep, the plane finally landed.
Everyone went out one after another.
Seeing that it was obviously much larger than their base, like a football field-sized parking place for planes, Wang Yu was surprised for a while.
It was poverty that limited his imagination.
Although he is very rich, he rarely goes to such extravagant places.
Without awakening superpowers, he is at best a fat nerd.
The money is too much to spend, and I don’t need to go out to work in the future, thinking that I will always live such an ordinary life.
Who would have thought that in just over half a year, he would become a supernatural being.
Life is full of surprises.
Under the leadership of several staff members, they kept shuttling through this underground castle.
They were taken to a conference room.
There are already many people waiting here.
"Oh, isn't this Old Wang? Why are you bald?" A burly man who obviously knew Wang Chen said with a big grin.
Wang Chen snorted, and retorted: "Aren't you also a bald man, so you have the nerve to laugh at me."
"You fat man, even if I'm bald, I still look extremely tough." The burly man patted the muscles on his shoulders and said, "Look at you again. In the future, if you don't become a supernatural being, you can go to the temple to be a Maitreya." Buddha, haha..."
"you!!!"
(???Dish??)??3??
Wang Chen, who couldn't beat others, turned his head and glared at Wang Yu viciously.
Wang Yu expressed helplessness.
I looked around and found that the people here should belong to two teams.
Martial artists... and immortal cultivators each holding a long sword and wearing white Taoist robes.
Good guy, there are immortal cultivators participating this time, it's not easy to fight.
"Okay, stop arguing, let's go out and quarrel..."
A middle-aged Taoist nun frowned.
The blue long sword in his hand broke free from the scabbard with a "swoosh".
across the heads of the crowd.
The sword light on the blade was like a dazzling light.
Wang Chen: "...a good man doesn't fight a woman."
"If you don't make noise, you don't make noise." The burly man curled his lips slightly.
It's not that they are afraid of this nun.
It's this Taoist nun who is said to be a practitioner of a small Taoist temple and inherits the mystery.
Before the spiritual energy revived, she had the strength to establish a foundation, regardless of her middle-aged appearance.
In fact, the real age is over a hundred.
It's just because after the recovery of the spiritual energy, the strength broke through the Golden Core realm, and the physical body rejuvenated.
He was recruited by the state and became the vice president of the Taoist Immortal Cultivation Association.
Strength can easily crush them.
Wang Yu squinted, looking at the flying sword hanging above his head, with a hint of thought in his eyes.
He can be sure that this move is definitely not pure thought power, and it seems to be stronger than his use of thought power.
At least, his thought power will not make the flying knife shine brightly.