Yang Jian did not participate in the discussion on Dragon Soul.

Anyway, the task he set for himself was to protect Huangfu Qingyue and allow Huangfu Qingyue to take revenge smoothly. As long as this goal is finally achieved, he would not bother to pay attention to whether the Dragon Soul's person should take action today or tomorrow. He is confident and capable of controlling the situation.

After a brief discussion, Long Hun, Huangfu Qingyue, and even Liu Yuan all agreed to take action tonight.

Liu Yuan said with a quick look: "The people who have known you dragon soul for so long, I have seen you so straightforward for the first time. This is like a man doing something. What is the timid thing all day long? I will do it tonight.

Pioneer is OK.”

Yang Jian yawned and hesitated whether to go to bed.

He went to find the Dragon Soul people last night, and it took a whole night to set off. He never closed his eyes. If he went to fight with the Dragon Soul people tonight, he would probably not have a good sleep. Although he is now a master of the innate realm, he is now at the innate realm.

, it is not a big problem not to sleep for three or five days.

But who would like to torment himself like this?

Just as Yang Jian stood up and was about to say goodbye to the Dragon Soul man, the middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "You all go to rest now, and you must fight in the best condition tonight."

Since the middle-aged man had already said what Yang Jian wanted to say, Yang Jian was naturally too lazy to speak again.

He waved his hand and turned around and left.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Yang Jian returned to the room where he was "conference" during the day and found that the Dragon Soul, Huangfu Qingyue and Liu Yuan, were already waiting for him. After seeing Yang Jian appear, they just hurriedly said hello and asked.

Set off.

It seems that everyone is better prepared.

When we arrived outside the gymnasium-like building during the day, the middle-aged man signaled everyone to stop, turned around and said to the weasel: "Xiao Huang, let's act according to the old rules. You go in and see the situation first, find out the other party's weak strength.

Then we will attack."

The weasel made a gesture without any problems and rushed out against the ground.

Under the hazy night, the weasel is like a black panther, silently in its movements.

In fact, the moment the weasel rushed out, Yang Jian had already relied on his spiritual sense and keen hearing to roughly understand the situation inside. After all, without a vicious dog behind the door, Yang Jian could be closer to the building, and it would be easier to find the situation inside.

a lot of.

Of course, Yang Jian did not point fingers at the Dragon Soul people.

Since he doesn't like Dragon Soul people to limit their freedom, they naturally won't do the same.

More importantly, Yang Jian wanted to take this opportunity to see the true strength of Dragon Soul.

About five minutes later, the weasel returned, with a slightly relaxed expression.

"Captain, there is no situation. The Purgatory Killer inside has already rested. We will definitely be caught off guard when we rush in now."

The middle-aged man smiled relaxedly and said, "I know, it must be the people in Purgatory who didn't expect that we would act immediately and relax our vigilance. But don't be careless. Their headquarters finally has surveillance cameras and infrared anti-theft equipment. We don't want to avoid it perfectly.

easy."

After saying that, the middle-aged man directed the Dragon Soul to rush forward.

Liu Yuan and Huangfu Qingyue also quickly followed.

Yang Jian followed reluctantly, feeling a little complicated. On the one hand, he felt that Dragon Soul did have good combat power, the captain commanded properly, and the team's talent matching in all aspects was also very reasonable. Hua Xia, who was protected by such a team.

It is thankful.

But on the other hand, the commander of Dragon Soul still lacks the ability to make calm judgments.

After learning that all the killers in Purgatory were resting, the middle-aged man did not suspect that this was a trap.

When Dragon Soul and Liu Yuan charged excitedly, only Huangfu Qingyue noticed Yang Jian's strangeness.

She fell a little behind and followed Yang Jian and said, "Yang Jian, is there something wrong? You don't seem to be happy to go in."

Yang Jian said indifferently: "It's not unhappy, it's just a little helpless. Since we are here with Dragon Soul, we can act with them for the time being. Even if their choice is wrong, I have the ability to keep you safe.

rest assured."

Huangfu Qingyue nodded slightly, and the confusion on her face remained undiminished.

It seems that she still doesn't understand why Yang Jian is unhappy, but she didn't ask, and she didn't know whether she saw that Yang Jian would not answer or was concerned about the face of Dragon Soul.

After sneaking in from the gap east of the building, Yang Jian and Longhun walked through the narrow corridor and into a wide hall. This was a place where Yang Jian and the weasel did not really enter during the day. There were several passages leading to the hall.

Other places.

Yang Jian suddenly realized that if you look down at the hall from a high altitude, it looks like a Bagua diagram that is magnified dozens of times. The passage leading to all directions is naturally the eight hexagrams of the Bagua diagram.

The middle-aged man who walked into the hall was stunned for a moment, his face a little ugly.

His eyes swept through the other seven passages one by one, and his eyes were filled with hesitation.

It is obvious that middle-aged people are having a headache about the direction of their attack.

In addition to the passage where he came in, there are now seven roads in front of him, but there is only one real road. If you choose the wrong one, it will inevitably alarm all the killers in Purgatory, and then it will change from sneak attack to strong attack.

It's right.

When fighting tough battles at other people's home courts, no matter how you look at them, the Dragon Soul will suffer.

Yang Jian looked at the middle-aged man with interest to see how he chose.

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment and ordered decisively: "Xiao Huang, it's time for you to perform. Hurry up and see what the differences are in the seven passages. Be sure to find the one with the most masters. You stand behind us and be ready at any time.

Long-range fire support, Hao Jian, you are responsible for protecting Huo'er."

Middle-aged people are very skilled when giving orders, and they can be said to be done in one go.

Yang Jian glanced at Longhun again.

If you arrange this lineup, even if the Purgatory killer really rushed out later, you will not be able to take advantage of it.

At the same time, the weasel avoided all infrared equipment and walked to the entrance of the seven channels to observe the situation. About thirty or forty seconds later, he slipped back to the middle-aged man and pointed to one of the channels confidently.

If the hall is regarded as a gossip chart, the channel referred to by the weasel is clearly the word "Zhen".

"Captain, I smelled the most and strongest in that passage, so there must be the most masters there and the strongest."

Yang Jian did not doubt the weasel's conclusion, because his results were the same.

However, Yang Jian didn't quite understand the basis for the judgment of the weasel.

He asked curiously: "Weasel, you said you smell the most, so there are many people inside. I can understand it, but is there a direct connection between the strong or not of the killer's smell and strength?"

“Of course there is connection.”

The weasel naturally said: "The more vigorous the qi and blood of a master, the better the metabolism, and the greater the smell it emits, which you ordinary people cannot understand." To be continued.

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Chapter completed!