With the same article and the same skills, he wanted his opponent to show up and fight him openly.

But the technique seemed to be ineffective. The supports around Lu Maoxian fell to the ground one after another. In the blink of an eye, only two of the thirty-three people were left.

The two men, one on the left and one on the right, stood next to the foreign car. They seemed to be protecting Lu Maoxian, but in fact they were protecting their own lives.

You won't die if you don't move, but you will definitely die if you move. These two brothers see it very clearly.

Lu Mao first took out his writing brush and wrote the word "forbidden" on the foreign car!

A barrier formed around the foreign car.

Lu Maoxian was thinking about the next step when he suddenly heard someone say in his ear: "Nothing is taboo."

Bang!

The barrier is broken!

Did the other party use one word to come true?

Is the other party Wen Xiu?

No matter what the opponent's method is, there are not many chances to escape now.

Lu Mao first swung his brush and flicked out the ink from the tip of the pen. Countless words appeared in a radius of more than ten meters around him. The words spread their teeth and claws, like dark evil spirits that came forward to kill anyone they encountered.

Cultivation of literary skills and pursuit of practice through ink painting.

Wen Xiu is not good at close combat. Once he is approached, the technique of Shumo Xunxing is the best way to escape.

Within the scope of the technique, the words composed of ink will have spirituality and fight with people.

These words can express both meaning and shape. They have extraordinary combat power. The only shortcoming is that they cannot distinguish between friend and foe.

With the word "big", he stretched out his arms, grabbed a supporter, and kept tearing.

The word "xiang" turned into a long-tusked elephant and knocked over another supporter.

One word "worm" turned into three characters "worm", and each word "worm" turned into a large number of flies flying around.

These words even attacked Lu Maoxian, but Lu Maoxian was able to find a way out between the lines.

He quickly rushed out of the range of the technique and ran towards the mansion.

This run was extremely fast, much faster than usual.

The technique of counting inks only lasted for a few seconds and then dispersed, but Lu Maoxian had already reached the door of the mansion.

Why are you running so fast?

It seems to be less cumbersome than usual.

Lu Mao lowered his head first and found that something was really missing.

Blood soaked from his pants, and Lu Mao fell first at the door. It was only at this moment that he felt the deep despair and pain.

The strength of old age has ceased to exist.

He Jiaqing pretended to be a middle-aged man, walked up to Lu Maoxian, and said with a smile: "Mr. Lu, congratulations, you no longer have that source of trouble."

Lu Mao didn't dare to resist at first, he covered his vitals and gritted his teeth in silence.

He Jiaqing did not kill him, but got up and left alone. When he reached the street, he suddenly saw a beggar taking a nap.

He Jiaqing's heart trembled, and he carefully felt his position.

Is this Green Water City or Luhuazi’s residence?

The beggar flower opened one eye, glanced at He Jiaqing, and closed it again.

What do you mean, you don’t want to fight me?

Is the Green Water Beggar trying to show his favor?

…

News spread in major newspapers that Lu Maoxian was attacked again and seriously injured. The identity of the murderer is confusing.

He Jiaqing put down the newspaper and said to Lao Wan: "You are the safest to do things. Remember, you can't kill Lu Maoxian before you find out the bottom line."

Wan Jinxian nodded repeatedly.

On that day, He Jiaqing visited various theaters. The attendance rate of "Blood Blade Detective" was good, with the attendance rate in all major theaters being around 70%. He Jiaqing was very satisfied with this result.

Taking advantage of the break in the movie playing, he quietly entered the screening room. The workers in charge of showing the movie were chatting and did not notice He Jiaqing at all.

He Jiaqing pulled a frame of film from the projector and brought it to the theater box.

He took out a dropper from his pocket and dropped a drop of liquid on the film.

On top of the film, a silver ring appeared.

He Jiaqing put the ring on his head and his body trembled for a moment.

"The quality is not bad!" He Jiaqing exclaimed, rubbed a ball of flame with his fingers, and burned the film.

At noon the next day, He Jiaqing left for Yuezhou, and Wan Jinxian dropped him off at the station.

Before leaving, He Jiaqing repeatedly warned: "Watch Tu Yinghong and don't let her leave the building."

After returning from the station, Wan Jinxian entered Tu Yinghong's room.

Tu Yinghong was arranging her weapons and said to Wan Jinxian, "Didn't you know to knock on the door before you came in?"

Wan Jinxian said: "My men saw Ling Miaoying."

"Where?"

"In Xiaoyaowu, I saw him once yesterday and again today. Do you want to see him?"

PS: What is Wan Jinxian doing?
Chapter completed!