Omnipresent God of War: One hundred incidents next

Wei He stood in the alley, motionless, looking at the black corpse on the ground.

The opponent's strength is not strong, only one blood, but one blood is an irresistible level for those who have not practiced martial arts.

At this level, most people only need to find a suitable martial arts, study hard for more than ten years, plus sufficient resources to achieve it.

Unless they have a pig-like junk qualification, most people can achieve first blood.

This is Taizhou, a place where martial arts have become popular, and there are more resources. If you are in Feiye City, there is really not so much one blood...

Wei He sighed and raised his hand abruptly. The rainy mark swelled up and his fingers moved forward.

In the darkness, a bit of cold light happened to be hit by his finger and fell to the ground.

There was a crisp ding, and the thing seemed to be made of metal.

Wei He looked towards the direction where the hidden weapon was flying, only to see a dark shadow quickly fleeing.

He didn't chase him. At this time, waiting for support in place is the best response.

Waiting for a while in the alley. Yang Xue didn't wait, but two men with a healthy body rushed into the alley.

When the two saw the corpse of the man in black on the ground, they rushed forward and punched Wei He from left to right.

The fist wind brought two whistling sounds. Just listening to the sound of breaking through the air, you know how strong the power is.

Appears to wear metal gloves.

Wei He's heart is calm, and Lightning moves forward with two fingers.

The fingers that covered the rain seal were the fingers. At this time, his fingers were already indestructible under the strengthening of the three martial arts of the three blood.

Even if you don't use the other two three-blood martial arts, the intensity of the rain-covering and cloud-gathering skills will be raised to an extremely high level.

The two men felt that something was wrong and did not wait to fight each other. At the same time, regardless of the backlash of energy and blood, they closed their hands and raised their hands.

Two puffs, large limes fly away, and Wei He's eyes are dim.

But he stood still, and stroked his toes on the corpse of the man in black, then he immediately pulled it under his feet and stepped on it.

Soon, he felt someone pulling the corpse under his feet.

The lime fluttered, and the opponent pulled it hard, but didn't pull it.

"Hurry up!" One person fired on the road.

"I pulled it, I can't pull it!" the other person replied.

"Use a little harder!"

"No, I'm caught by something."

Puff puff, there are two more limes flying, and the lime that is about to fall has thickened again.

Wei Hekuo remained motionless, stepping on the corpse with one foot, speechless in his heart.

The corpse under his feet began to be pulled again, his heart moved slightly, he had roughly judged the correct position, and was about to kill the two people.

But immediately, he stopped and stood still.

The opponent ran away.

"Interesting." Wei He patted the lime on his hair and turned around.

At the other end of the alley, a few catches were coming late.

A tall man with thick and strong lower legs, but a little thin upper body, stepped closer.

"Wei catches his head." He clasped his fists.

"Wang catches his head. This is the first scene of the crime, and the murderer was wearing night clothes. I shot one person and the other two escaped. The scene hasn't moved." Wei He clasped his fists and retorted quickly.

"Okay, leave it to me next, it's hard work." Wang Coutou is the real official in charge of the yamen in the town.

Different from those temporarily hired by Wei He, this one is a real official.

Wei He nodded and didn't say much. He stepped back and gave space to the opponent.

Only he stepped aside.

A gray shadow suddenly rushed in from behind the crowd.

The gray shadow speed block, silently, flashed lightly between the three catchers, and rushed straight towards the head of the king.

"Bold!" Wang Coutou let out a cold snort, his right leg flew up, swelling and pushing hard towards the opponent.

Boom! !

There was an explosion.

Wang caught his head with a muffled snort, and was hit by the gray shadow in the palm of his hand and flew out, hitting the wall of the alley, spurting out blood on the spot.

He was a dignified three-blood master, but he was seriously injured after only one encounter.

The gray shadow quickly rushed towards Wei He at the end.

Wei He is also clear-hearted, knowing that the opponent must be related to the man in black just now, and the strength is definitely far better than the average three blood, a high probability is to enter.

After all, between the three bloods, even if this person reaches the top, it won't hurt the king's head seriously.

He didn't dare to neglect at the moment, the flying dragon fisted, and the two big and three bloods were agitated at the same time as Huishan fist covered the rain.

One punch forward and hit.

The combination of the two disciplines and the three bloods, coupled with the eruption of Feilong Gong, for a moment his figure screamed, and he rushed forward like a cannonball.

Boom!

The two rabbits flew down and fought a dozen times in a blink of an eye.

Grey Ying gave a soft voice, grabbed the corpse on the ground, jumped up and disappeared at the exit of the alley.

Only Wei He stood alone, his complexion flushed, and he slowly adjusted his breath.

‘It’s definitely energizing, every move can bring strength, unlike our three bloods, we have to imprint blood and agitate to stimulate strength. ’

‘Moreover, the opponent’s strength locks his heart, a steady stream, and the whole body is covered. Generally, three bloods like me can only stimulate strength in a fixed position in the body....’

Wei He felt a soreness in the position of his fist, but he was not injured yet.

He probably had an estimate of his own strength in his heart.

This is the first time he has really played against Jinjin martial artist. Such masters are really invincible.

As long as they can't hold their strength, it's just one shot, just knock them down.

But as long as they can hold their strength, they can resist one or two in a short time.

But after a long time, I can't stand it.

‘If I add the power of Wuling Palm, I don’t know if I can defeat this person. Wei He guessed in his mind.

But he can't think about it anymore.

The head of Wang Catch was injured, and the life of the three catchers on the ground was almost unclear. This time the matter got serious.

Wang Catou's full name is Wang Chong. At this time, he stood up from the wall and gritted his teeth to look around. He couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood, pouring out of his mouth, and being pressed back by him.

"It's Xiao Heng, a human-faced tiger! This guy dares to come out and commit crimes!" He looked ugly.

"Human Face Tiger Xiao Heng?" Wei He had heard the name.

This person is a Jinjin martial artist. He was originally the owner of a small martial arts museum. For unknown reasons, he offended Youjia, one of the three major families in Xuanjing City.

As a result, the martial arts hall was collapsed. Since then, the whereabouts of the people have become a mystery, hunting and killing the children of the You family, and faintly connected with a mysterious organization.

"Xiao Heng, this person, has already practiced his family's five labors and three injuries to the apex. He has achieved great strength. There is no cover in his body, and his strength is perfect. Cough cough..." Wang caught his head and cut off. Then he coughed up a mouthful of **** sputum on the ground.

"This matter involves the Jinjin martial artist, it is no longer something we can handle." He said quickly.

"In addition, I didn't expect that you are so strong, Wei Catu, that even the martial artist who has entered the power can not hold you down." Wang Chong Wang Chong's head was a little surprised.

"I am also injured, internal injury, not obvious." Wei He was silent, and said in a deep voice.

He felt it carefully at this time, and suddenly found that there was a faint rupture of capillaries in his fists and forearms, and he was indeed injured.

"..." Wang Chong was speechless. How could you or him look like an injured person? Is it okay to have a face?

"I am still too weak, and the injury is not minor. I have to ask Wei Catcher to stay here for a while. Before I came, I not only notified the Yamen, but also notified You Jia. I think someone will come soon." Wang Chong cleared up his unbalanced heart and continued.

"No problem." Wei He nodded.

The two had time to check the three catchers on the ground. In fact, they had just found out that the three of them had already lost their breath.

The three people who were still alive and tumultuously just now fell to the ground like some cheap and worthless consumables, and they died meaninglessly.

Wei He felt a little emotional, but looked at Wang Chong.

Being unimpressed with others, it seems commonplace for such things.

"Ordinary catching fast is the fate. In our business, why do we get such good benefits these years? Isn't it just fate to fight?" Wang Chong said calmly.

He leaned back against the wall, stood up, and coughed again.

"So many disciples like you, not long after they come to work, will leave on their own. Rich people like you are born different from us. They are all golden..."

"....." Wei He wanted to say, in fact, he was also very poor.

But Wang Chong didn't seem to pay attention to his look.

"You are young, you have martial arts asylum, you have a future, and you have potential. We are different. We can only fight our lives on our own."

Wei He was speechless.

He had heard about the king's head hunting. The opponent is already thirty-five this year. If you don't fight, you really won't have a chance to break through.

How much money can you make by relying on other ways to survive, such as opening a martial arts gym, teaching disciples, and doing some security work?

It's not enough for the Three Blood Warriors to break through.

So, this position in the government is really hard work.

"You are only thirty-five, right?" Wei He whispered. For three blood, forty is a barrier. After that, there is no hope.

"Hehe...Do you want to say thanks to the beginners? I have practiced the blood leg of the family for fifteen years. I have broken through the difficulties, but if I change it, I will use it...." Wang Chong waved his hand, not wanting too much. Say.

Wei He is also silent, knowing that not everyone can be like him, who can work hard without hesitation.

The two waited in the alley for a while, and finally came again.

This time, it was not from the government, but from the Youjia, one of the three families in Xuanjing City, who came.

A large crowd of people quickly squeezed in around the alley. All the clever men in the clothes of You Jia Jia Ding.

One by one, these men wore leather armors with short knives in their hands. They were full of blood and energy. At first glance, they knew that they were no worse than the soldiers of the Feiye City Hongjiabao that Wei He had seen before.

The one who took the lead, wearing a light green robe, with gray hair, and in his fifties, looked like an ordinary old teacher.

However, Wei He glanced at it and was swept by the opponent's gaze for a moment. He suddenly felt cold all over. This is the instinctive contraction response of the human body when facing danger.

The pupils of this person's eyes are faintly pale~IndoMTL.com~ not like ordinary people. Although the arms and shoulders are hidden under the green robe, the outlines of thick and powerful muscles can still be seen.

"Run for Xiao Heng again!" The man's voice was calm, and he glanced at the corpse on the ground.

"You two..." He looked at Wei He and Wang Chong.

The **** wounds on Wang Chong's body can be seen at a glance.

But Wei He is different, his complexion is as usual, and there is no blood on his body. He is obviously retreating under the human face of Xiao Heng.

"You can actually retreat under Xiao Heng's hands." This person was surprised, and looked at Wei Heshi with more seriousness.

He clasped his fists. "My visitor is now in charge of Dafang. He is responsible for hunting down the human face tiger Xiao Heng. We will pay for the injuries and damages of several hunters."

"In the next Weihe, only two months after he took office, he was a disciple of Tianyinmen Wanqingyuan." Wei He also clasped his fists and returned the courtesy.

"It's not that I suspect, but that Brother Wei shouldn't be aggressive, right? Can he actually block Xiao Heng's five efforts and three injuries?" You Zhuang doubted.