Chapter 541

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is the man in black really dead?

Yang Zimei carefully looked at the words on the throne and found that this man was named Qingyun. He was born in 1900 and died in the Anti Japanese war in 1937.

Died in 1937?

Yang Zimei is sweating. Isn't that more than 60 years old?

Or maybe the person on the portrait is just the portrait of the ancestor of the man in black?

as like as two peas, she looked at it and found that the left eyebrow on the portrait had a similar scar.

Even if a person looks like again, it is impossible to even scar traces, right?

It's incredible.

Just thinking about it, the man in the black suit came out of the kitchen, holding a large basin of things in his hand, emitting a fishy smell.

Yang Zimei looked at it carefully. It was filled with blood.

"Sister, is that human blood?"

Xiao Qian asked.

At this time, the man's body suddenly became stiff, his eyes were sharp, and he raised his eyes to see where they were.

The basin on the hand was put down, like lightning, and hit Yang Zimei.

No, it's found out!

Yang Zimei dodged and dodged the wind of his hand. The Yin evil spirit of his hand shot out and hit the man's forehead and heart.

Who knows, once the Yin evil spirit enters the person's forehead and heart, it is like a needle into a sponge and disappears without trace. It has no effect on him at all.

His palms are quick and accurate!

Looking at the mirror in the hall, Yang Zimei clearly found that she should be in a state of invisibility. However, this person seems to be able to see her. Every time she starts, she is very accurate. It is estimated that she can accurately capture her own breath.

Yin evil spirit had no effect on him, and his external skills were a little bad. Yang Zimei had to stretch out his hand and take out the sharp blade he had taken from the killer that day and began to deal with him.

On that day, long taught her several moves day by day, without any fancy Sabre techniques. All moves were aimed at the vital points of people.

But the other side's combat experience is extremely rich, skill is also extremely fast, no matter which angle she moves from, he cleverly avoids, and forces her to retreat.

Yang Zimei was beaten in a hurry by him.

At this time, the door was pushed open and Luo Yinghao rushed in.

He was surprised to see that in the air, there was a sharp blade stabbing at the man, and the man was constantly dodging

What's the situation?

"Major Luo, help!"

Seeing Luo Yinghao, Yang Zimei yelled.

Suddenly hearing Yang Zimei's voice, Luo Yinghao was stunned. But after all, she was also a man of wide knowledge and rich experience in combat. She immediately realized that she might have used the legendary art of concealment.

He began to come forward and fight against the man in the black suit

Luo Yinghao grew up in the army when he was young. At the age of seven, he received rigorous training. Later, he began special training under the elimination system of the 17th division. He spent a full year in the Amazon River.

Moreover, he is also the descendant of Luo Jia Quan. He has a pair of fists, which are flexible and powerful, and can be waved without leakage.

Under the attack of two people, the man is in a hurry gradually, especially Yang Zimei has been invisible.

If he had dealt with her alone, he would have been able to capture her breath accurately.

Now with Luo Yinghao, it completely disturbs her breath and makes it difficult for him to distinguish.

When he avoided Luo Yinghao's punch, the sharp blade on Yang Zimei's hand stabbed him directly into his arm

Click!

The sound of the sharp blade entering the skin and bone resounded clearly.

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