"Lu Yan, can you hide these little tricks you arranged in the stairwell from me?"

Liu Feng smiled and said to himself: "You have prepared so many cards for me and invited so many experts. Now it's time to see the big meal I have prepared for your ace."

After saying this, Liu Feng jumped up and grabbed the hilt of the soft sword.

"I was so happy that I almost threw away such a precious thing. The sword was not the best treasure that Yao Xiansen gave me, but the thing in the hilt of the sword." After Liu Feng landed on the ground, he pulled out four yellowed sheets of paper from behind the sword cup.

Four sheets of paper, which record four ancient martial arts, namely: Shadowless Hand, Shadowless Leg, Colorful Skill, Cross Shadow Sword.

It turns out that all the martial arts practiced by the three masters of Longhu Mountain are here.

Shadowless Hand and Shadowless Leg are real Chinese martial arts, but they can be accompanied by color skills and cross shadow swords, but they are ancient Western martial arts.

If it weren't for the Xuefan today, or if Yao Xiansen didn't come today, Liu Feng had never heard of it. Westerners also had ancient martial arts, and it was such a powerful martial art.

However, by looking at the introductions on these four sheets of paper, Liu Feng learned a little about ancient Western martial arts.

It turns out that ancient Western martial arts are somewhat different from Chinese martial arts. They cannot practice their strength without reaching the legendary level.

"No, it's definitely not as simple as it means on paper."

Liu Feng carefully looked at the introduction of Shadowless Hand and Shadowless Legs. The effect of this martial art is very special, but it also indicates that you cannot practice it if you are not in the Hunyuan realm, otherwise you will not only not be able to practice it, but you will suffer from it yourself.

"It seems that although there are cultural differences between the East and the West, some things are still unchanged." Liu Feng sighed.

"Young man, you are very accurate and will never leave the essence!"

At this moment, Duanniru, who was wrapped in a foot cloth on his head, walked down from the eighth floor. This super master from India had his eyes brighter than the LED trolls, which showed that his skills were absolutely unfathomable.

What’s even more interesting is that Duanniru Emperor likes to brag. When he saw Liu Feng, he didn’t take action at the first time. He stood on the 8th floor slow-paced platform and pretended to be a paranormal and said, “Young man, you are a genius, a real genius who practices martial arts. I still feel a little reluctant to kill a genius like you.”

"Pretty tyrant! Who are you?" Liu Feng was not polite. Not only was he so arrogant, but he also seemed very strong when facing this existence who was obviously a super expert.

Duannilu's face sank slightly by Liu Feng's scolding as a pretentious criminal, and he shook his head and said, "Young man, are you forcing me to kill a genius! You shouldn't know who I am, right? My name is Duanni..."

"Okay, I'm not in the mood to listen to who you are." Liu Feng interrupted Duanniru's words rudely, and at the same time raised his right hand and snapped his fingers, "Do it."

Bang, bang bang bang bang bang bang...

The gunshot suddenly rang out, and the security door on the eighth floor was instantly hit by dense bullets.

That's right, someone was shooting at the stairwell in the corridor on the eighth floor, and it wasn't just a person shooting.

Damn!

At a certain moment, Duannilu instantly lost the style of a master, and his facial features were distorted because of his fear.

However, this true top expert had a super fast reaction speed. Almost the moment the first shot sounded, he jumped backwards and spun.

In just a moment, the dense bullets shot through the safety door made deep bullet holes on the opposite wall, and the wall skin was covered with white, powder and cement foam.

"Damn! This is creating pm2.5!" Liu Feng covered his nose with one hand and said unhappy.

...

At this time, the Yang Group was more lively than the Park Hotel. Originally, Chen Guoran brought people to make trouble, but most people didn't know about it.

But now, almost everyone in the Yang Group knows it, because under the leadership of Miss Yang, a group of senior executives looked at Chen Guoran and made Brother Guoran crawl outward.

That's right, Chen Guoran's legs were broken, and there was no kind-hearted person willing to lift him, so he had to crawl by himself if he wanted to leave.

"Chen, you have to work hard! Don't say I didn't remind you, if you can't climb out within ten minutes, they will still hit you for five minutes." Yang Shiwen was wearing a decent professional outfit. No matter who sees her, she is an elegant professional beauty, but she speaks like a gangster sister.

What's even more terrifying is that the petite Cheng Xiaoxi shook a broken chair leg in her hand and said with a slight brow: "Yes, Brother Chen, you can actually climb slowly because I haven't hit you enough!"

"Look, you have only climbed to the ninth floor now. At your speed, you will definitely climb down to three floors at most. You will not be able to avoid being beaten, so don't be too anxious. It doesn't hurt that the three of us girls hit you." Dai Raoer said afterwards.

Ah puff!

Chen Guoran, who was dragging his broken legs and crawling down, vomited blood. Originally, he climbed down from the stairs, causing his broken legs to hurt his heart. His speed was indeed very slow, but after hearing the words of these three beauties, his speed was more than twice as fast.

This time is also the time for Yang Group employees to get off work. Many Yang Group employees are unwilling to squeeze the elevator during this peak time, so they all rushed into the stairwell and prepared to walk downstairs.

But when so many Yang employees saw this scene, they were deeply shocked.

"What's going on?" "I don't know if it's right. It seems that our beautiful president beat someone and forced that person to climb downstairs."

"Nonsense, our beautiful president is so beautiful and kind, how could he hit someone? That person who climbs down is not a human being."

Many employees didn't understand what was going on and were still talking in a low voice. Some even criticized Chen Guoran in order to flatter Yang Shiwen, in order to flatter Yang Shiwen.

Only the kind and innocent Peng Jiaqi kept whispering: "Chen, if you get beaten a few more times, you may be beaten to death. You have to work hard, come on, climb it. If it really doesn't work, just hold back and roll the stairs. Roll down faster."

Ah puff!

After listening to Peng Jiaqi's words, Yang Shiwen, Cheng Xiaoxi and Dai Raoer were all squirted.

Yes, if you hit Chen a few more times, he might have been beaten to death, but if he rolled the stairs, from the ninth floor to the first floor, wouldn't he die?

Chen was indeed in pain and angry, and kept humming along his nose. He didn't want to pay attention to Peng Jiaqi, but he couldn't help but mutter.

So, Chen Guoran said as if he was angry: "Miss Peng, I know you are kind-hearted, but I don't dare to struggle. If you want me to roll the stairs, can you help me push my hand?"

"Ah? I, I..." Peng Jiaqi hesitated for a moment.

Chen Guoya said angrily: "I understand, Miss Peng thinks I'm dirty. If you don't want to use your hands and legs, just kick it with your feet."

"Chen Guoran, who do you think of me? Although we are enemies, I really don't want to see Shiwen and the others to torture you like this again."

Peng Jiaqi felt a sense of grievance that a kindness was misunderstood, so he squatted down and pushed hard at Chen Guoran's waist, "I'll help you here to prove that I'm really kind."

Ah...Damn it!

It just so happened that Chen Guoran climbed to the stairs on the eighth and a half floor at this time, and was pushed by Peng Jiaqi. Brother Guoran, who had no ability to resist, rolled down with a scream like a pig.

"My God! Jiaqi, you are so kind." Seeing this scene, Yang Shiwen stroked her forehead and said.

Dai Raoer said with a strange expression on her face: "Sister Jiaqi, you are so kind, Chen may not appreciate it. Look, he has gone to the seventh floor and seems to be unsatisfied. Do you still want to help him?"

"Jiaqi, stop helping him. At worst, let's beat him again!" Cheng Xiaoxi said with a smile.

"No, I must help him." Peng Jiaqi's kindness completely broke out at this time. After running quickly, she pushed Chen Guoran to the stairs with difficulty, and then...

"Ao! Miss Peng, you can't...ah! You can't help me!" Chen screamed and rolled down again.
Chapter completed!