Chapter 128 If you want to hurry, you can't reach

At this time, the sky is beautiful, and the moon is dark and the wind is high.

Wang Chan hung upside down like a huge bat, quietly hanging over a window.

Through the glass that had been slightly frosted, Wang Chan saw that the room was brightly lit and a small room. The decoration should be in a pure Korean style. A woman with delicate and smooth skin was sitting lazily on the floor and casually looking through a Russian novel.

Wang Chan's eyes narrowed slightly, put down his body, and gently knocked on the glass window with his fingers, and suddenly made a crisp sound like a small stone hitting the glass.

Although the voice was not big, as soon as it fell into his ears, Wang Chan saw the woman in the room suddenly turning back and looking at the sound. Her eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and there was no lazy look just now.

In winter in Russia, because the climate is cold and the temperature difference between inside and outside the house is too large, so when it is evening and dusk, there will be layers of strange window flowers and frost on the glass window indoors. In addition, it is dark night. If the lights are on in the room, you can't see the scenery outside clearly.

So after looking at it for a while, the woman did not find anything abnormal. At present, she was just puzzled. She just thought it was windy outside, rolled up snowfs and sand, and blew it to the glass window to work. After waiting for a moment, she felt that there was no sound, and the alert expression on the woman's face slowly relaxed. She was about to continue reading, but she didn't expect that at this time, the window snapped again, and the window was knocked again.

At this time, the woman immediately overturned the previous argument, turned her body on the ground, and shouted in a low voice. Although Wang Chan couldn't understand Korean, he could also guess the general meaning of the other party. Nine times out of ten, she was asking, "Who is outside the window?"

Xu was extremely confident in her own strength. The woman didn't even shout loudly and asked someone to help check. Her face condensed into frost, and her hands raised her chest and abdomen to protect her chest and abdomen. The typical taekwondo was on alert posture. She stepped on small steps under her feet, and came to the window.

With one foot, he raised his shoulder, fell down, and kicked half of the window to pieces. In the dark night, the cold wind roared and poured into the room, immediately making the warm room as warm as spring cold.

Brush! Wang Chan is waiting for this opportunity. In the past, the green forest flying thief Jiang Yang thieves went to thousands of families at night. When they didn't get to do things, the most commonly used method was to "throw stones to ask for directions". In the silent night, a flying locust stone was thrown out, which made a noise and could spread far away. If there was a martial artist patrol from the nursing home, he would be immediately shocked.

Wang Chan hangs the golden hook upside down and knocks on the window lattice, which plays the same role as "throat stones to ask for directions". As long as he shocks people, he can adapt to changes, or advance or retreat, and take the initiative.

It seems that now, the Korean woman kicked half of the window by herself, and just gave Wang Chan a chance to take advantage of it. As soon as she grabbed the window lattice with both hands, she suddenly entered through the window. There was such a big figure. Before the woman could shout in her mouth, Wang Chan's limbs had already bounced open, and she was like a tiger in the middle of the air. Put this self-righteous Korean woman to the ground.

Then, he covered the other party's mouth with one hand, and didn't see how attractive the woman's large skin was because of the violent movements, and how frightened she looked in her eyes. She only pinched her neck with a handful of tiger claws, clicked hard, and broke her neck bone.

This Korean woman, like a noble woman, trembled violently, and a stream of blood appeared from the corners of her mouth. She turned her neck sideways and opened her eyes wide and couldn't close her eyes.

"Damn bitch!" Wang Chan killed the Korean woman in an instant with lightning speed, and it was not until then that he hummed from his nose.

This woman is actually the one Wang Chan saw in the Black Tiger Hall that night. Her name is Jin Zhangzhu. She is a local taekwondo league in South Korea. She is specially designed to enrich the strength of the Russian branch. She is also one of the executor of Fu Wu Zhong and others.

The other one was a South Korean man named Choi Sang-gong who appeared with her that night.

These two people themselves are serious seven sections of taekwondo. They are already insurmountable mountains in the eyes of ordinary people, but when they meet Wang Chan, they can't even stop one move and turn over and die.

The information provided by Wu Zhong is very detailed, so Wang Chan is not afraid of killing the wrong person!

After breaking the woman's neck, Wang Chan was about to simply clean it up, and suddenly banged! There was a rapid knock outside the door, and a man shouted loudly in Chinese. Wang Chan didn't know what he was talking about.

However, his ears trembled, and he had heard that there were not too many people on this floor. There was only one person's breathing outside the door. The person outside must have heard the sound of Jin Zhangzhu kicking the glass window, so he came to check it out.

At the moment, I immediately stepped forward and opened the door. Standing outside the door, a middle-aged man with a red face and high temples on both sides, dressed in taekwondo clothes, was the dead Kim Zhangzhu, the Korean man named Cui Shanggong.

This Korean man is obviously still above Jin Zhangzhu. His movements are clever and agile. As soon as Wang Chan suddenly opened the door, he instinctively felt wrong. He made a mistake under his feet and stepped back two steps. He straightened up his back and made a tempered defensive posture.

But Wang Chan came here with the intention to stand up, in order to dispel all the ideas that these people should not have!

I want to kill this "chicken" of Siberian taekwondo, so that all the gangster "monkeys" in Russia can have a good look.

There is no room for him to dodge. As soon as the door opened, he took a big step forward.

Poo! With a muffled sound, the wooden floor silently broke a big hole, and Wang Chan grabbed it out.

In a hurry, Cui Shanggong also reacted very quickly. His whole body was like a civet cat who was vigorously trampled on its tail. He jumped up. At the same time, he twisted his waist and crotch, drove his thighs, and kicked Wang Chan like a whip.

At the same time, his mouth was so big that he was ready to shout for help and call for someone to come.

Kick back in the air, one of the most classic attack leg methods of taekwondo black belt.

And this Cui Shanggong is obviously not only a black belt master of taekwondo, but also must have dabbled in Chinese boxing martial arts. The north leg technique of Chinese martial arts is combined in the middle of taekwondo kicking. Although it is far from its essence, this kick is also full of wind and full of strength.

But Wang Chan didn't tolerate him. He called the police and ruined his good deeds. As soon as he saw him opening his mouth, his hand fell down. He grabbed Cui Shanggong's calf and suddenly pulled it into his arms. It was a standard move that pulled Cui Shanggong's two thighs almost into a straight line of 180 degrees and split his crotch.

At the same time, he flew out and kicked forward.

click! [p> Before Cui Shanggong could scream, Wang Chan kicked his rapidly falling head. With a muffled sound, he kicked ten thousand peach blossoms, and his whole head was broken.

Naturally, he can no longer inform his companions.

Wang Chan also beat Cui Shanggong to death and threw it away. The body flew into the room and rolled with Jin Zhangzhu's body. Then he locked the door casually, his ears kept trembling, and walked downstairs with a faint voice.

"Mr. Park, I have made a desperate investment this time, and even offended my old friend of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce for decades and took on a black-hearted charge of bullying the Chinese people. I hope that when the time comes tonight, your men can do things clean. I don't want to hear the negative news about this tomorrow.

Wang Chan was silent and slowly came to the corner staircase of the large living room on the fourth floor. Through the reflection of the mirror opposite, he clearly saw the current scene in the living room.

The furnishings in the room below are very simple. The floor is covered with thick blankets. On a circle of leather guest sofa, there is a Chinese old man with white temples sitting beside him. There is also a young man in a Zhongshan suit with a stand-up collar. He leaning lazily on the sofa, constantly shaking a glass of blood-like red wine in his hand. .

After these two people, there are two strong and cold-faced bodyguards, standing still like a statue with their hands behind their backs.

Opposite these Chinese, there is a Korean old man in his fifties with a straight waist sitting upright, and four or five Koreans in snow-white clothes standing behind him.

This time, Wang Chan lurked in. To be honest, it was indeed very easy. Compared with several assassinations and beheadings in China, this so-called taekwondo always had a lot of defensive measures. For him, it was just a little more effort than swaggering in through the main door.

However, Wang Chan will not be careless because of this. He usually fights with people, either not to do it, or he goes all out as soon as he does it. It doesn't matter whether his opponent is strong or weak, so his surname has long been integrated into boxing, and he speaks and does everything as if he has been practicing boxing with people.

So that you have to concentrate on everything, as always.

It's better to take it in the straight middle, not in the song!

And with his spleen, in today's society, he is indeed an "alseotic" and a means of doing things. He only seeks his own heart, likes and dislikes, and is not dragged down by his family and country at all, without any fetters.

The real warrior is fearless! Long-term boxing practice also exercises their spiritual will. If you want to develop a more pure boxing spirit, you must first remove your distracting thoughts and be pure yourself.

The man is happy with revenge! In a wrath, there were five steps of bloodshed, and the world was plain. Between talking and laughing, the ashes and smoke were extinguished.

Wealth can't be silver, power can't be subdued, idle to cut off the enemy's head, the heart is invincible!!

Unfortunately, such a person has not tolerate the rulers at that time since ancient times. Such a person is either arrogant, has unparalleled individual strength, and makes everyone retreat, or is not allowed to be completely killed and destroyed by the world.

And Wang Chan's boxing martial arts are now amazing, and he has a magic power similar to the legend in his hand. He is mysterious and mysterious. Between breathing, he can take people's surnames and lives. He can come and go invisible, which can already bear a little sign in this regard.

This time, as soon as he heard the words of Wu Zhong and others, he immediately had the idea of killing the first evil and killing people. In the final analysis, he still wanted to test whether he could do whatever he wanted in a foreign country on the basis of solving the trouble and subduing Wu Zhong's eight people for himself.

In addition, another reason is that he also knows in his heart that what he has done in China has touched the national bottom line. Don't look at the calm in the past two days. In fact, sooner or later, someone will come to Russia from China to mobilize manpower and carry out arrest and assassinations on himself.

He wants to finish all the trivial things as soon as possible, so that he can calm down and practice!!! After all, Taoists need to spend a hundred days to build a foundation, and there can be no interruption.

This time, he came to the taekwondo association and the Chinese merchants association to practice to create momentum. On the one hand, he killed chickens to show the monkeys, and on the other hand, he actually saved the news to spread the news so that he could attract snakes to move. Although Wang Chan fled the country, he believed that his whereabouts must have been mastered by the pervasive political axe. Instead of waiting for change, it is better to attract people to catch them and defeat them in one fell swoop, which can also ensure that he will not be disturbed for a period of time.

So this action is a good thing for Wang Chan to kill two birds with one stone. It can not only solve the troubles here in Russia, deter small scraps, but also properly release information, attract enemies hidden in the dark, and destroy them in one fell swoop. It's a steady profit-making business.

As for what kind of uproar he will cause in Novosibirsk after killing everywhere here, it is not in Wang Chan's consideration.

After I do it, I don't care about the flood! Now that you have done it, you have to break through the south wall, go forward bravely, be afraid of the wolf and the tiger. Don't do anything big.

What's more, Wang Chan even dared to kill Yue Po, the director of the National Security Bureau, and would still care about a few miscellaneous things abroad!!

"In the living room downstairs, there are exactly ten people, six Koreans and four Chinese. If you want to kill them all at once, I'm afraid that you will make a small voice by boxing and martial arts, which will attract hundreds of people in this building to besiege. It seems that if you want to do silently, you can only use the seven-killing knife trick. It's just that my boxing martial arts have never entered the innate realm. It's always like this, and it still has some influence on me... Unless it's necessary, the seven-kill blood knife and Taibai essence can still be used less, so use less!"

Since Wang Chan refined into a seven-kill blood knife, he has fought with people several times and entered the Westin Hotel. He has hardly used his own boxing martial arts. It is indestructible by the seven-kill knife formula. Killing is like cutting melons and vegetables. Now when I think about it, it is not a good thing.

Although the magical power and Taibai spirit of the soldiers are extremely powerful, they are not the real kung fu of thinking about their names. It is not very helpful for him to transcend the real martial arts and pursue the immortality of the Taoist immortals. Unless he said that the roundness of boxing and martial arts was completely the same and condensed into an internal elixir, he could stand on the commanding point and think of the supreme changes in it, which is very helpful.

If you want to hurry, you can't reach it!!!

(to be continued)