Chapter 189 (2/2)
In the blink of an eye, he had cut in front of one of them, and his hand was as fast as lightning. When people's eyes just caught his moving figure, one fell in front of him.
Follow, next!
One more!
One more!
Four moves and four shots, but after blinking several times, there was only one spy left. The one who has been hiding furthest and still holding a paper and pen in his hand watched helplessly as his friends were knocked down by Lu Ping in an instant, so weak that he didn't know him.
He knew that they were not weak, and that they would not be afraid of death in order to complete their mission.
Lu Ping is too strong. They can't figure it out. The unknown is strong.
At this time, he still has a new feeling.
The Vietnam War is getting stronger.
Add his scrawl to the paper. He had no time to write down the process in detail. He could only write down his feelings quickly. He thinks it's 100% accurate.
He is not ready to escape. He believes he can't escape. His last thing to do is to send out the information about Lu Ping he recorded. The paper full of messy handwriting was quickly rolled up by him, but Lu Ping had rushed to him. At Lu Ping's speed, it was only a blink of an eye to cross this distance. But as soon as he took two steps, he suddenly stumbled and nearly fell.
Um!
The only remaining spy jumped in his heart at this time and almost had to seize the opportunity to make a move. However, the strong quality trained in xiafeng city master's residence made him restrain this move. Instead of attacking, he hurried to finish what he had to do and stuffed the thin paper into the hollow pen holder.
Is it seduction?
When he was doing this quickly, he was also thinking quickly, and then he was glad that he had no impulse. He felt that this must be the flaw that Lu Ping lured him to attack deliberately.
As a result, just then, with a puff, blood flowed out of Lu Ping's mouth like a fog, and his body shook more and more.
He was injured, always injured, and was thrown from the high point spirit stage. The examiner of the point spirit conference did not show mercy to him. Lu Ping was hurt from inside to outside. Just before, he was suffering pain even when he walked.
However, he still fought with the spies of xiafeng mansion, exerting the fastest speed and greatest strength, and the soul of Ming kept beating the rhythm all the time.
What tenacious perseverance this is. This is just a boy of 14 or 15 years old. His endurance is even more terrible than those strictly trained spies.
This is the information that should be recorded. The spy couldn't help but want to add it, but he immediately saw Lu Ping's eyes.
The corners of his mouth were covered with blood and his body was shaking, but there was no look of pain in his eyes.
Lu Ping rushed up and the spy raised his hand. At the last moment, he gave up all the ideas he had temporarily sprouted.
He was hit by Lu Ping. He couldn't bear the damage caused by his strong speed and strength. But he just looked at the sky, and the pen tube containing his intelligence was thrown into the air by him. He also released the instructions of their city master's house to train animals with his last soul.
Whew!
A swift rushed out at a high speed from nowhere, held the pen tube in mid air and flashed by.
The spy fell down with a happy face. Lu Ping looked at what he had done and knew that it must be bad for him, but he really couldn't do anything at this time. The blood continued to fall down along the corner of his mouth. Lu Ping wiped it casually, walked over the spy's body and continued to move forward.
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