Chapter 1318: Bloody Battle of San Diego (IV)
But after that first shot, it would be difficult to hit Zhong Feng again.
Now that his whereabouts have been exposed, Brother Jue doesn't have to continue to crawl and hide. He can just hide in the open.
With his current skill, if he is a little more serious, he can escape the sight of ordinary people. Even people with extremely excellent dynamic vision cannot keep up.
"What?" The three subsequent shots missed unexpectedly, causing the middle-aged man's expression to change. It was obvious that Brother Jue's speed surprised him.
Snapped--
Just when he was still in shock, Feng Bujue appeared in front of him and kicked the gun out of his hand.
The next second, Brother Jue spun around again and came behind the middle-aged man like a ghost.
He grabbed the other person's shoulder with his left hand, and held a [Qaila Pistol] in his right hand against the back of the other person's head, saying coldly: "Don't move."
Feng Bujue's tone when he said these two words was equivalent to telling the other person - "As long as you move the first time, I will shoot."
"Haha..." Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man sneered when he heard this, "Do you think...a mere pistol can hurt me, Liang Feifan?"
Before he finished speaking, an icy inner energy burst out from his body, chilling the surrounding air.
Fortunately, Brother Jue was already on guard. He knew that this little BOSS was not simple, and definitely did not have a special weapon for nothing, so he immediately got out of the killing range of the opponent's internal power and withdrew from Zhang Xu.
As soon as he retreated, he distanced himself from Liang Feifan. Upon seeing this, the special forces soldiers surrounding him immediately raised their weapons. In the blink of an eye, they formed an arc formation and opened a fire net against him.
"Put your guns away." Just as the special forces were about to fire, Liang Feifan suddenly raised his hand and ordered to stop them. He met Brother Jue's eyes and said, "This person... I will deal with it myself."
"Ho~" Feng Bujue looked at the other party with empty eyes, "You are quite confident."
Liang Feifan's confidence stems from his underestimation of his opponent's strength...
After the brief confrontation just now, Liang Feifan's judgment on Feng Bujue was: This person is very fast. As long as he escapes with all his strength, it is not difficult to escape from the jungle, let alone the bullets missing; however, his combat skills However, his strength is average. After all, he doesn't even dare to withstand the impact of my internal energy.
Thinking about it... Liang Feifan naturally had to stop the special forces from firing, because bullets were of little use to this target. If he forced the other party to run away, wouldn't it mean that all the credit he had gained was wasted?
"Confidence?" Two seconds later, Liang Feifan looked back at Brother Jue with contempt and said, "You are the one who is confident..." As he spoke, he loosened his tie, "With the rest of us Compared with the real masters who use 'Golden Nitrogen Pill' to improve their skills, you no-name martial arts cultivators are fundamentally far behind... Although your Qing Gong seems to be good, but just relying on Qing Kung is not enough. Isn’t it too naive to think that we, Santiago, are going to cause trouble?”
"Hey, hey..." Feng Bujue kept complaining in his mind after listening to the other party's words, "What's going on with martial arts? What the hell is skill? That weird script synopsis insists on guessing... It can indeed be guessed. This world has strong black technology, but what is going on with this dialogue that seems to imply that this is also a 'world of high martial arts'?"
"What?" Seeing Brother Jue's eyes wandering and thinking, Liang Feifan thought he had a plan, and the look of pride on his face became even more smug, "Now you know you are afraid?"
"Well, I'm scared." Unexpectedly, within a second, Feng Bujue actually nodded and replied expressionlessly.
Not to mention that this guy is not afraid at all. Even if he is, his demeanor at the moment is unconvincing.
"Otherwise..." Feng Bujue continued without waiting for the other party to respond, "I will follow you without any hesitation and tell me everything I know. Brother Feifan, please be merciful and let me live. "
Liang Feifan was also stunned. He didn't expect that... the guy in front of him was so "conscious and generous" that he consciously stated the conditions he was planning to put forward.
"Uh..." Liang Feifan had no reason to refuse this proposal, because capturing the intruder alive and extracting intelligence would obviously be a greater achievement than killing the target.
"Ha... Okay." Liang Feifan hesitated for two seconds, then ordered the soldiers on both sides, "Why are you still standing there? Arrest them!"
This matter was progressing so smoothly... Liang Feifan felt that it was almost unreal. In less than ten seconds, two special forces came forward to search Feng Bujue's body and put on [緷拉Handcuffs]; during the whole process, Brother Jue felt a little uncomfortable. There was no sign of resistance, and he was very cooperative with the other party's actions.
Then, they escorted Feng Bujue towards the headquarters building.
Two minutes later, Liang Feifan, who was walking halfway, took out his communicator and reported the matter directly to Count William. He also exaggerated and boasted about his "great achievements" and described himself as a wise and powerful warrior, like a divine weapon. drop.
At this time, he didn't know that he... had been affected by ["Friend's" hood].
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Feng Bujue, who was "escorted", instead approached his destination in a faster way than he could move; in less than twenty minutes, he saw the "American San Diego International Agricultural Group Headquarters" building.
It can be said that this place is surrounded by jungles, towering towers, easy to defend but difficult to attack, and inaccessible to anyone.
When he arrived near the building, Feng Bujue saw a man in a brown suit from a distance, whose data strength was slightly higher than Liang Feifan's.
That... is Liu Xing.
He had been waiting here for a while. Seeing Liang Feifan, who looked very proud, Liu Xing couldn't help but show a hint of displeasure between his brows.
However, he didn't say anything to Liang Feifan. He seemed to be waiting there just to see what the intruder looked like. After confirming it, he left.
"Hmph...pretending." Liang Feifan looked at the other party's back from a distance and spat viciously.
Feng Bujue saw all of this. Although he didn't know the grudge between Liang Feifan and Liu Xing and was not interested in it, he still remembered the plot information in case of emergency.
Soon, Jue was brought into the headquarters building of the San Diego Group. At that moment, the system prompt also came...
[Current task completed]
[Main task progress updated]
[Side task triggered]
Hearing the sound, Feng Bujue glanced at the task bar and found that [Explore the jungle, find and sneak into the headquarters of the San Diego International Agricultural Group in the United States] had been ticked off, and a new main line was refreshed below: [Get the relevant files of Jin Kela and leave the building]
In addition to this main line, an additional side line was refreshed: [Defeat at least seven members of the management of the San Diego Group, current progress 0/7]
"Very good, I feel that this side line can be done while doing the main line..." Feng Bujue said softly after reading the task.
"What are you mumbling about? Let's go!" Liang Feifan was a little unhappy because he saw Liu Xing just now. At this moment, he saw Jue slowing down and talking to himself, so he wanted to find trouble to vent his anger. So, when he scolded this sentence, he deliberately walked behind Jue and kicked the latter on the back.
Feng Bujue was kicked so hard that he was thrown out with an exaggerated movement. He rushed forward with his face down, and lay on the ground in a weird posture, motionless for several seconds.
The two special forces soldiers who were responsible for escorting him didn't know whether they should go forward to help him.
"What are you doing? Are you pretending to be dead?" Seeing this, Liang Feifan took the initiative to step forward and kicked Brother Jue's thigh again, "Get up!"
He felt that the other party was "pretending to be dead" and it was reasonable, because he didn't actually use too much force in these two kicks. Even if he kicked an ordinary person, it wouldn't be a big deal, let alone a "martial arts practitioner" like Brother Jue.
"I'm not pretending to be dead..." A second later, Feng Bujue kept his face down and replied lazily, "I just want to block your sight..."
"Huh?" Liang Feifan didn't react to what he was saying at first, and repeated the other party's words with a puzzled look, "Block our sight..."
But before he finished speaking, Feng Bujue suddenly stood up, holding a string of handcuffs that had been detached from his wrists, and shook them in front of his eyes twice: "Block me so that I can take off the handcuffs."
"You!" Liang Feifan was shocked...
Feng Bujue had already made a move.
I don't know where he took out a pair of pipe pliers (Brother Jue was searched when he was arrested, but the other party only searched away the pistol and some ammunition he put outside his bag) and Duang~Duang~ knocked down the two special forces next to him in two strokes. Under the legendary weapon attack of the level 57 player, the helmet was indeed useless.
"Hah!" Liang Feifan's reaction was not slow. When the two cannon fodders fell, he had already used his skills and slapped them with one palm.
The huge palm force hit Feng Bujue's chest fiercely, like a surging wave, and the cold air was pressing.
"Tsk... Is it this kind of ice-attributed move again..."
The last time Liang Feifan's internal energy exploded, Brother Jue retreated and did not take it hard because he felt the inexplicable "cold air". Of course, there was no reason for him to take it this time.
After muttering to himself, Feng Bujue instantly opened [Spiritual Consciousness Gathering Technique-Extreme], dodged the close attack, and went around behind Liang Feifan, swinging [Z Pipe Pliers] to smash.
Ping ping ping...
It is undoubtedly impossible to knock down the small BOSS with a normal attack using a weapon (at least Feng Bujue can't, but several swordsmen of the same level as him should be able to)... So, Brother Jue used "continuous attack" this time.
Everyone knows his hand speed. Even if he doesn't rely on any moves, he can generate a very high attack frequency in a short time by simply "repeatedly hitting".
But in the end, his attack hit Liang Feifan's back... but it made a series of sounds similar to hitting ice.
"Hehehe..." Liang Feifan's cold laugh came immediately, and from this laugh, it can be seen that he was not hurt much, "I told you... it's useless to have only speed!"
As he said, he shouted again, and released his internal force.
"Hah! I have the [Heaven and Earth Dharma] in my body, and I practice the [Ice Silkworm Poison Palm] style. I can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth at will and convert it into internal force. I can release cold poison, protect my body with cold light, and be invulnerable to swords and guns. The energy can split stones and crack gold. The capacity of the two energies in the dantian is like the sea. The backflow and pressure can increase the power by four times... How can you fight me? Hahahahaha..." When Liang Feifan spoke, his data strength did indeed rise rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it really rose by four times.
“Ah~ah…” Feng Bujue looked at the other person weakly and said, “Your lines are like those of a villain in a Hong Kong comic…” At this point, his tone and eyes suddenly became unusually sharp, “…and it makes me excited too!”
As soon as he said this, Brother Jue jumped back, took back the pipe wrench, held it with both hands... and pulled it to both sides, and the pipe wrench immediately transformed into a nunchuck.
"Tell you the truth! I have been hiding my strength just now! In fact, I practice [Huang Ji Zhen Shen Dao] internally, [Cross Soul Chasing Stick] externally, carry [Without a Trace], and carry [Moko Shida] with my luck. My magical power is immeasurable, my stick skills are unparalleled, my steps on the snow leave no trace, and my Buddhist teachings are boundless! How can you fight with me?" He finished speaking at a speed several times faster than the opponent, while still playing with his nunchucks.
I don’t know if it was because of the bonus equipment, but after Liang Feifan listened to his introduction... he broke out in a cold sweat.
"This guy can't be serious..." Brother Feifan, who is strong on the outside but strong on the inside, still puts on a show of strength on the surface, but he is feeling weak in his heart. "I remember that Liu Xing also practiced [Huang Ji Zhen Shen Dao]... and most people don't know how to do it at all." Knowing the name of this superior martial art, could it be that he..."
"I am a reasonable person." Feng Bujue did not give the other party much time to think, and then said, "You and I have no grievances, but you just used violence against me for no reason, as the saying goes - A tooth for a tooth, a double repayment, you...kick me twice, I...will cripple you, it's fair!"