Infinite Battle

　　 Jiang Shang looked at the modified gun that was put away by the bodyguard, and then at Uncle Cheng who was walking in front, his eyes cold.

　　 "Uncle Cheng knows the rules of organizing scavengers..."

　　 followed the young man all the way to the second floor. The entire second floor was divided into private rooms of different sizes with glass.

　　 "The two are here, young and old are waiting for you inside, please."

　　 The young man led Jiang Shang to the door of the innermost luxurious private room on the second floor, and said, pointing inside.

　　 "Thank you, brother."

　　 Uncle Cheng said, and took the lead into the private room.

　　 As soon as he entered, there was no smog. Under the dim lights, a young man in a fitted white suit sat on the innermost sofa in the private room. He had short, swift, broken hair and the young man's tough face. It was very decent.

On the sofa next to 　　, there were a few girls sitting on their faces, but they were less than twenty.

　　 All of them can be called Huarong Yuemei, and they are also women of wealth and wealth.

　　 While Jiang Shang was looking at the situation in the private room, the line of sight from a corner fell on Jiang Shang.

　　 made Jiang Shang's instinct, which he had trained in martial arts for many years, suddenly felt a sense of lethality.

"Ok…"

　　 Jiang Shang followed his gaze and saw an expressionless middle-aged man standing in the shadow of the corner, with his hands around his chest, a pair of dead eyes staring at Jiang Shang.

　　 "Young Master, this is Jiang Shang behind me, the most effective scavenger in the past ten years."

　　 Uncle Cheng changed his normal, and said to the young man sitting on the sofa in the main seat with a charming look.

"Oh…"

　　 The young man leaned forward, and with a perfunctory response, he looked at Jiang Shang.

　　 "Did you bring things here?"

　　 Jiang Shang looked at the aura that appeared during the movement and quietness of the young man, and he knew it in his heart.

None of the two people in this private room is a fuel-efficient lamp. Let alone the middle-aged person, just this young and old gives Jiang Shang a feeling of a hunter ready to go. Once he takes the shot, it is bound to be unimaginable. A blow to life.

　　 And that middle-aged person can give Jiang Shang a sense of lethality, let alone, Jiang Shang is definitely not his opponent.

　　 Those who practice martial arts are most concerned about their eyes.

　　Only by relying on the lethal sense of martial arts achievements, can he not directly hit the master when facing the enemy.

　　 If you don’t even know this, then naturally you will die as fast as you can. This kind of lack of vision can never live long.

　　 "Well, this is the hard drive obtained from those two women."

　　 Jiang Shang took out the hard drive from the chest pocket of the suit and threw it directly to the big young man.

Snapped…

　　 The young man grabbed the hard drive and threw it to the middle-aged man behind him.

　　 "Yang, you let people go and see if it's our hard drive."

　　 "I know the age."

　　 The middle-aged man responded and left the room, not knowing where he went, but he was back in a few minutes.

　　 came to the young man and said something in his ear.

　　 The young man sitting on the sofa listened to the middle-aged man's words, and his eyes gradually darkened as he watched Jiang Shang.

　　 Jiang Shang looked at the two people who were not right, his muscles and bones slowly trembled, and his internal energy began to vigorously.

　　Uncle Cheng watched the atmosphere in the room slowly change, and beads of sweat gradually appeared on the neatly combed door of the big back.

　　 "Master, is there any misunderstanding?"

　　 The young man did not answer Cheng Uncle.

　　 waved at the middle-aged man.

"kill him."

　　 Jiang Shang wanted to jump forward and seize the opportunity before the young man spoke.

　　 It's a pity that the middle-aged man next to the young man is more skilled, and he is directly stuck between Jiang Shang and the young man.

　　 Hearing the words of the young man behind him, the eyes of the middle-aged man finally changed, changing the eyes of the dead man before.

　　 His eyes became fierce, and a slight noise surrounded the middle-aged man.

　　 That is a kind of orthodox martial arts that can only be practiced after mastery.

　　 Jiang Shang looked at the middle-aged man with solemn eyes, staggered slightly, and stepped together.

　　 The whole person was refreshed, and his yellow face began to gradually become ruddy.

　　 The momentum between the two was soaring. After all, Jiang Shang was not as powerful as the middle-aged man, so he could only seize the opportunity before he fell into a disadvantage.

　　 The breath that Jiang Shang had cultivated in his body exploded fiercely in his body and dispersed throughout his body, causing Jiang Shang's body to tremble, and his whole body instantly attacked the middle-aged man.

　　 "collapse"

　　 A short drink blurted out from Jiang Shang's mouth, shocking.

　　 Jiang Shang's waist and hips sank, his feet pierced the ground, his tyrannical force was launched from his waist, his right fist rushed straight forward, and his fierce blow went directly towards the middle-aged man.

boom…

　　 Jiang Shang’s powerful blow was taken by the middle-aged man, and Jiang Shang, who was already uneasy, sank to the bottom.

　　 is not an opponent, I have already expected it.

　　 But I didn't expect the gap to be so big.

　　 Jiang Shang looked at the middle-aged man who took his fierce blow with one hand, clenched a fist with his left hand, and directly used the force of the two to fight back with his own strength.

　　 "There are three in one half."

　　 One plus one equals three.

　　 At this moment, Jiang Shang's punch was equivalent to two blows from himself and the middle-aged man.

　　 is a brutal blow that Jiang Shang will never achieve in his life.

　　 With a lightning-fast strike, at a distance of no more than one meter between the two, Jiang Shang felt like no one could escape.

　　 But is this really the case?

　　 The middle-aged man's left hand was equally plain and flat, and he easily received Jiang Shang. This was the most powerful blow.

　　 The middle-aged man's eyes were fierce, and he held Jiang Shang's fists in both hands, like a vise. How could Jiang Shang struggle, but he couldn't get rid of the middle-aged man's palm.

　　 "Are you finished? It's me!"

　　 After that, the middle-aged man directly hit Jiang Shang's forehead.

　　咚...

　　 The hammer approached, and Jiang Shang was hit with golden flowers in front of him for an instant, his eyes turned black for an instant, and he couldn't see anything.

　　 A stream of heat slowly stayed in his ears and nose, but the middle-aged man didn't mean to stop there, hitting his head nine times.

　　 At the last moment, Jiang Shang was knocked out directly and hit the wall.

　　 Jiang Shang, who was lying on the ground with his back against the wall, finally opened his eyes covered in blood and saw the middle-aged man walking over.

　　 "Is the newcomer of the organization already so wasteful? It's getting worse and worse!"

　　 Jiang still didn't know if he said this to himself or to Uncle Cheng, but he knew that Uncle Cheng's bad rules were first, so that half of his work was confiscated, which would lead to this.

　　 Otherwise, even if it has been rumored that the gun is fast outside seven paces, the fist is fast within seven paces.

　　 He wants to make this middle-aged person feel bad today, but unfortunately, these are all delusions.

　　 Jiang Shang was hammered ten times by the middle-aged man and was about to die.

　　 After all, the martial artist is only an individual. Under such a powerful attack, the concussion and massive brain hemorrhage made Jiang Shang already helpless.

　　 The middle-aged man looked at Jiang Shang, whose back was leaning against the wall. At this time, the thick blood in the seven orifices poured out frantically, and his head slowly dropped.

　　 This kind of vulnerable opponents, middle-aged people no longer know how many they have encountered.

　　 I thought it was the best newcomer of the organization in the past ten years to give myself a little surprise.

　　 It's a pity, but it's just a fancy, all martial arts are all made up.

　　 The young man looked at the dead body of Jiang Shang, and ordered the middle-aged man

　　 "Quickly deal with it, can you not be so disgusting next time you kill, the brains are out."

　　 The middle-aged man mentioned Jiang Shang's body silently and went out.

　　 Uncle Cheng sat on the sofa expressionlessly and looked at him. UU read www.uukanshu.com and waited for the middle-aged man to go out before speaking slowly.

　　 "Master, you violated the rules of the organization like this."

　　 "Oh, rules are set by people."

　　 The young man replied like a mockery, leaving Uncle Cheng speechless for a while, so he could only take a sip from the wine glass on the table.

　　 In the darkness, Jiang Shang's entire consciousness fell into chaos.

　　 "The weakness of power, the helplessness of life and death, do you want to gain strong power?"

　　 "The weakness of power, the helplessness of life and death, do you want to gain strong power?"

　　 An infinitely repeated inquiring sound echoed in the sea of ​​Jiang Shang's consciousness.

　　 made Jiang Shang's consciousness who had fallen into chaos slowly recovered.

"What means?"

　　The pressure from the darkness makes Jiang Shang so weak to ask.

　　 "The weakness of power, the helplessness of life and death, do you want to gain strong power? Wealth, power is at your fingertips, are you willing?"

　　 That unknown and powerful existence, every question he asks reaches the deepest desire in Jiang Shang's heart.

　　 Strength, wealth.

　　 Jiang Shang has been carrying out tasks like a day for more than ten years, isn't it just for strength and wealth?

　　Everyone knows that Fu practice martial arts.

　　 Strength and wealth are always linked. Without wealth, the pursuit of strength is nothing but empty talk.

　　 Therefore, strength and wealth are the meaning of his life for Jiang Shang.

　　 For the unknown and powerful existence, Jiang Shang chose the answer he most desired.

"willing."

　　 Following Jiang Shang's response, boundless might spread from infinite time and space.

　　 swept Jiang Shang's consciousness, not knowing where he went.