Infinite Battle

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

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

Following the young man all the way to the second floor, the entire second floor was divided into private rooms of different sizes by glass.

"You two are here, the young master is waiting for you inside, please."

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

"Trouble brother."

After Uncle Cheng finished speaking, he led the way into the private room.

As soon as he entered the door, there was no smoky atmosphere. Under the dim lights, a young man in a well-fitting white suit sat on the innermost sofa in the private room. His short and sharp hair matched the young man's tough face very well.

There were a few girls sitting on the sofa next to them, their faces looked to be in their twenties.

All of them can be called beautiful and beautiful, and they are also women from rich and noble families.

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

Let Jiang Shang feel a sense of fatality all of a sudden with the instincts he has cultivated in martial arts for many years.

"Um……"

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

"Young master, the person behind me is Jiang Shang, the most effective scavenger in the organization in the past ten years."

Uncle Cheng changed his normal routine, and said to the young man sitting on the main sofa with a flattering expression.

"oh……"

The young man leaned forward, followed by a perfunctory reply, and looked at Jiang Shang.

"Have you brought anything here?"

Jiang Shang looked at the aura that was revealed between the young and the young, and he knew it in his heart.

None of the two people in this private room is a fuel-efficient lamp, not to mention the middle-aged man, just this young and old, giving Jiang Shang a feeling of a hunter who is ready to go, once he makes a move, it must be unimaginable. Killing blow.

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

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

Only by relying on the deadly sense of martial arts achievements, can we not directly bump into the master when facing the enemy.

If you don't even know this, then naturally you will die as soon as possible. Those who have no eyesight can never live long.

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

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

Snapped……

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

"Yang, ask someone to check if it's our hard drive."

"Understood."

The middle-aged man responded and left the room. He didn't know where he went, but he came back in a few minutes.

When he came to the young master, he possessed himself and whispered a few words in the young master's ear.

The young man sitting on the sofa listened to the middle-aged man's words, and looked at Jiang Shang with dark eyes.

Jiang Shang looked at the two people who were not right, his muscles and bones slowly trembled, and his inner strength began to burst.

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

"Young master, is there some misunderstanding?"

The young man didn't answer Uncle Cheng.

He waved at the middle-aged man.

"kill him."

Jiang Shang wanted to fly forward to seize the opportunity before the young man even spoke.

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

Hearing the voice of the young master behind him, the eyes of the middle-aged man finally changed, changing from the previous blind eyes.

His eyes became fierce,

A slight sound surrounded the middle-aged man.

It was an orthodox martial art that could only be practiced after a great achievement.

Jiang Shang looked at the middle-aged man solemnly, his feet slightly staggered, and he stepped on Yu steps together.

The whole person's energy and energy were lifted, and his withered and yellow face began to slowly become rosy.

The momentum between the two skyrocketed, 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 cultivated in Jiang Shang's body suddenly exploded in his body and spread throughout his body, making Jiang Shang's body tremble, and his whole body instantly attacked the middle-aged man.

"collapse"

A short drink came out of Jiang Shang's mouth, shocking people's hearts.

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

boom……

Jiang Shang's powerful blow was easily received by the middle-aged man, making Jiang Shang, who was already restless, sink to the bottom of the valley.

It's not an opponent, it's already expected.

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

Jiang Shang looked at the middle-aged man who had received his fierce blow with one hand, clenched his left hand, and counterattacked directly by combining the strength of the two people's fight with his own strength.

"One-half is three."

One plus one equals three.

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

It belonged to a tyrannical blow that Jiang Shang could never achieve in his life.

The lightning-fast blow, with the distance between the two of them less than one meter, gave Jiang Shang a feeling that no one could escape.

But is this really the case?

The middle-aged man's left hand was similarly unremarkable, palm to fist, and easily received Jiang Shang's most powerful blow.

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed fiercely, and he held Jiang Shang's fists with both hands, like a vice. No matter how Jiang Shang struggled, he couldn't break free from the middle-aged man's palm.

"Is it over? It's my turn!"

After all, the middle-aged man directly hit Jiang Shang on the forehead.

Boom...

The hammer was approaching, and Jiang Shang was struck by the golden flower in front of his eyes for an instant, his eyes turned black instantly, and he could not see.

A stream of heat slowly left from the ears and nose, but the middle-aged man didn't intend to stop there, and hit each other nine times with head hammers.

In the last blow, Jiang Shang was directly sent flying, smashing his whole body against the wall.

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

"Are the newcomers in the organization already useless to such an extent? It's getting worse and worse!"

Jiang Shang didn't know whether he said this to himself or to Uncle Cheng, but he knew that Uncle Cheng's bad rules came first, and he had half of his modified gun confiscated, which led to this.

Otherwise, even if it has always been rumored that spears are faster at seven steps, and fists are faster at seven steps.

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

Jiang Shang was hit ten times with the head hammer by the middle-aged man, and he was on the verge of death.

After all, martial arts practitioners are just individuals. Under such a powerful attack, the concussion and massive brain hemorrhage made Jiang Shang unable to recover.

The middle-aged man looked at Jiang Shang who was leaning against the wall. At this moment, thick blood gushed out from the seven orifices, and his head slowly drooped down.

The middle-aged man had encountered countless such vulnerable opponents.

I thought that the most outstanding newcomer in the organization in the past ten years would give myself a little surprise.

It's a pity that it's just a show, and all of his martial arts are made up of patchwork.

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

"Hurry up and deal with it, next time you kill someone, can you not be so disgusting, the brains are coming out."

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

Uncle Cheng sat on the sofa expressionlessly looking at the young man, and only opened his mouth slowly after the middle-aged man went out.

"Young master, you are violating the rules of the organization."

"Oh, the rules are made by people."

The young man answered mockingly, leaving Uncle Cheng speechless for a moment, he could only pick up the wine glass on the table and finish it in one gulp.

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

"The power is weak, the helplessness of life and death is involuntary, do you want to obtain strong power?"

"The power is weak, the helplessness of life and death is involuntary, do you want to obtain strong power?"

The endlessly repeated inquiries echoed in Jiang Shang's sea of ​​consciousness.

Let Jiang Shang, who had fallen into chaos, slowly come back to his senses.

"What means?"

The pressure from the darkness made Jiang Shang so powerless to ask.

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

That unknown powerful existence, every question he asked reached the deepest desire in Jiang Shang's heart.

power, wealth.

Isn't it for power and wealth that Jiang Shang has been carrying out missions for more than ten years?

Everyone knows that Fu practiced martial arts.

Power and wealth are always linked. Without wealth, wanting to pursue power is nothing but empty talk.

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

Jiang Shang chose the answer he wanted most in his heart when asked by that unknown powerful existence.

"willing."

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

Jiang Shang's consciousness was swept away, and he didn't know where he went.