
At the top of the Qingshan Garden mountain was a pavilion, surrounding it were several ancient pine trees. At this moment, two people stood inside the pavilion, one was Hubert Song, the other was his mother, the old mistress.
Hubert Song's state was even worse, his pair of eyes were red, his face was haggard, in short like a dead man, he looked at Maxon Wu with a grudge, as if wanting to eat him just released hatred.
The old madam glared coldly at Maxon Mu, saying: "Your head is not small, it is daring to come."
"There's nothing brave." Maxon Wu said flatly, "Get your men out."
Behind the artificial mountain, walked out a young man, the young man was about 30 years old, short-haired, his eyes clear, so out, his eyes looked at Maxon Wu, his eyes were looking at Maxon Wu, in his eyes was a clear sense of killing.
Hubert Song said: "Maxon Wu, what exactly did you do to me?"
Maxon Wu: "Nothing, just making you sleepless, then die in misery."
Hubert Song gritted his teeth: "You beast! A very cruel way!"
The old madam said loudly: "Still not fighting him!"
Finished speaking, the short-haired youth moved, like playing magic, in his hands was a gun.
"Dor!"
A bullet spun towards Maxon Wu, just as quickly!
Maxon Wu from the beginning saw this guy had a gun, so continue to be careful, in the moment the trigger was pulled, his body had already moved half a meter, at the same time throwing the needle flying.
This technique is called needle rubbing technique, both fingers rubbed together, golden needles can fly, can not be anticipated.
The bullet hit the air, but the young man's forehead felt numb, his gaze blackened, his head lowered.
Hubert Song laughed coldly "Maxon Wu, this is a master in the military! End your history!"
The man was wearing a blue sports shirt, his movement while walking was very strange, his center of gravity was guarded at one level. After all, this guy made two short knives, one on the left, one on the right, hiding them in his sleeves.
Maxon Wu frowned, he was not carrying a knife, bare hands against a short blade, he was in an unfavorable position.
"I didn't think you were so young." Said the man.
Maxon Wu did not speak, he focused on staring at this man, the two looked at each other, the air in the place was like freezing.
"That fall is my subordinate." He continued to talk, like he really wanted to chat with Maxon Wu.
But, the word "subordinate" had yet to be said, Maxon Wu had already taken out a golden needle. This person's reaction was very fast, in dangerous circumstances, his head was slightly tilted.
This time, even though Maxon Wu's needle was pierced into his head, it didn't hit right to the point. The man roared low, turning to the side charging towards Maxon Wu. He had yet to arrive, a blade sparkle had already appeared, extremely sharp.
Maxon Wu instantly retreated, at the same time pointing one finger, using the Point Dragon Finger, pressing on the back of the blade. This one finger produced a very strong vibration, with the sound of "Wung", the short blade almost came off.
The man was shocked, another knife was already broken. His movements were extremely fast, yet in Maxon Wu's view, his movements were very clear.
He finally tilted his body, the Dragon Claw King Kong instantly gripped his wrist, then violently broke it.
"Shelf!"
The man groaned, one other blade slashing at the slant, yet Maxon Wu already had preparations, pulling his broken wrist and brushed it forward, making it fly over.
The man fell down on the artificial mountain hard, then fell on the ground.