Entering into meditation is the realm that warriors want in their dreams.

In this state, there is no desire or demand, and all the four elements are empty.

The body and breath are completely in line with the world, seemingly integrated into one, and seemingly outward.

In this state, the growth of internal force will be countless times faster than usual.

Lang Xiao sat there for a night.

This is the longest time he has meditated in his life.

When he opened his eyes, it was already the next morning.

He was calm inside, without desire or demand.

It seems that everything is so natural.

Until he subconsciously circulated the Ice Sutra, a cold current rose from his dantian.

Hissing.

A stream of cold air emerged from his palm.

Lang Xiao was stunned.

No way?

I sat cross-legged and slept for a while, and then I practiced the first level of the Ice Sutra?

What would the ancient sages and predecessors who took several years to reach this level think?

It seems to be in peace, but it is actually undercurrents.

Ordinary people are not aware of the dangers at all, and they are still striving for their happy life.

There is a group of people who always stand up and block the darkness from the light.

An ordinary cargo ship slowly sailed into the port and stopped on the shore.

Nowadays, people almost no longer take ships because the ship's degree is too slow and the experience is not good.

This cargo ship is not big, and it transports some foreign wine and other goods.

Under the night, several workers walked off the ship.

A business car parked on the dock, and several people got into the car and disappeared into the night.

The big man tore open the work clothes, revealing his strong body.

"Fake, the land of China is full of a domineering smell, which is so uncomfortable. The car is so small, it's simply uncomfortable."

The big man is nearly two meters tall, with a hideous appearance and a fierce look. He is the stronger Wacrov than the white polar bear.

The smuggling all the way made him very depressed, who advocated freedom.

Yufeng Wuying Fujita Hirota was sitting in the back row, as if he was blending into the shadow.

Although he was not wearing ninja costumes, he also wore a hoodie and his eyes, and could not see his appearance clearly.

There is no urgency, no fierce look, only ordinary.

It is this kind of ordinary without any energy that is the most terrifying.

Even if he approaches you and stabs a sharp knife into your heart, you will not react at all.

Another person, the elf killer Hussein, is thin and like a child.

He curled up in the seat and hugged it in a ball, just showing his big bright eyes, looking outside curiously.

With such an image, it is really difficult for people to connect him to the top killer.

The innocent he is at this moment, how terrifying and cruel he is when he kills.

Even among the ghost warriors, they are masters.

The killing of special forces is definitely a terrifying number.

Countries around the world hate them to the core.

But the means by which the three of them hide their traces is amazing.

Only the top leaders of the mercenary union, people at the level of Hailing, can know one or two.

"Tonight, start the action at 12 o'clock and try not to die. China is not as good as other places. Once the police die, it is easy to make them soar."

A man in black sitting in the passenger seat said in a low voice.

He was not only in black, but also in mask, and had no idea of ​​his appearance.

"We don't need you to teach us how to do things, we have our own sense of responsibility."

Hiroshi Fujita is cold and arrogant.

He never took the police seriously.

"It's just some minions. What's the difficulty? Just knock it down directly. I don't believe that there are any experts in such a small place."

Warcrov snorted coldly, his face full of disdain.

His ability to have a slit tiger and leopard is an invincible existence for the relatively thin Chinese, just like the Russian strongman in the late Qing Dynasty.

That sense of national superiority is very obvious.

The elf killer Hussein did not speak, and seemed to be immersed in a certain ethereal state, appearing more pure and innocent.

"The main task this time is to rescue Lang Jingtian. The others are secondary, so don't cause trouble."

The man in black faced the three killers without any fear, and his tone was still calm and unquestionable.

"No, Kuanglang killed several of our brothers and had to pay the price."

Fujita Hiroshi's eyes showed a murderous intent.

For Lang Xiao, he is bound to win.

Takashi Fujita, Koji Fujita, Kameda and others all died at the hands of Lang Xiao. This was an insult and challenge to the Kanyin Sect.

The Shenyin Sect has been established for hundreds of years, and has never met such an arrogant person.

The current disciples of the Shenyin Sect are proud to be able to kill Lang Xiao.

The reason why I took the initiative to participate in the mission this time was to kill Lang Xiao.

Lang Xiao’s information has been leaked, and the situation is very embarrassing.

If no such person can be killed, he is not worthy of becoming a ghost warrior.

The ghost warrior is the nemesis of the special forces!

"After completing the mission, you can do whatever you want, but now, you only have one mission, that is, to save Lang Jingtian."

The man in black said coldly: "Whoever doesn't listen to hello, you will bear the consequences if something happens."

Fujita Hiro was frowning and said disdainfully: "What are you? You dare to command us. Believe it or not, I will kill you now."

There was no idea when a short knife appeared in his hand and it was about to be placed on the neck of the man in black.

The man in black snorted coldly: "I don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick. Do you really think that if you learn some ninjutsu, you will be invincible in the world?"

His voice remained calm.

But Fujita Hiromasa opened his eyes wide and let out an incredible exclaim.

The arms that stretched out had no strength in an instant, and they drooped softly.

The man in black reached out casually, grabbed the short knife, held it in his hand and flicked it gently, and said disdainfully: "The little Japanese method of making knives is good, but unfortunately, it's still not allowed to be on the table."

when!

He bent his fingers again, and the short knife that had been refined with a hundred fine steel broke into two pieces.

The man in black opened the car window and threw it casually. He heard a loud sound. The broken knife and the blade turned into two cold lights at the same time, and directly inserted into the trunk of a big tree in the distance, three inches deep.

This hand made the two ghost warriors behind him numb.

"Don't worry, he just fainted, and it's okay to rest for a while."

The man in black said lightly.

Wacrov exclaimed, "What kind of magic did you use to bring him down?"

The man in black smiled proudly and said, "The land of China is vast and vast, and the talented people are endless. My magic sect's methods are even more than anything else. This is just a little trick."

Warcrov gasped.

Although he is conceited, he is not stupid either.

Fujita Hiromasa's strength is absolutely terrifying.

When the two fight, the winner should be between 50 and 50.

But such a master was knocked down by the man in black.

The man in black is simply unimaginable.

"Very powerful poison, I heard the many masters of the Demon Sect come out, and it's really amazing."

Hussein withdrew his gaze and looked at the man in black: "Are we poisoned you too?"

"Don't worry, as long as you have no malice to me, this poison will never be done."
Chapter completed!