Chapter 1586 This is a restricted area

Mu Jing looked blankly at someone who had been starving for a long time. He reached out and grabbed his wrist. When he didn't respond, he just twisted it. He only heard a click. With a stern blow, the screams were directly hit back!

Grabbing his broken hand, he kicked him on the calf bone, forcing people to kneel toward him. He didn't even bother to care about his hand that was still holding the blade. He looked at him and said, "Robbery."

   "...Yes, I'm sorry! It's my eyes that don't recognize Mount Tai!"

People whose jaws were beaten so badly can't speak well. Every time they say a word, the blood from the tongue that was knocked by their teeth can flow out from the corners of their mouths. After a sentence is finished, the whole chin is red. .

   The odor of blood in the cold air was very faint, Mu Jing grasped his wrist, which was already swollen, and said, "I said, robbery."

   "Yes, sorry..."

   This man hurriedly dropped the knife in his hand, and took out from his pocket what he had snatched from someone else before, "That's it, that's all I have!"

Looking at the mess that was so dirty that it was impossible to tell what it was, Mu Jing reached out and took it, and after throwing him aside, he bent down to pick up the knife he just threw away, and threw it a few times at random, each time he threw it away. The skillful operation of holding the handle of the knife accurately makes people who fall on the ground look terrified!

   He curled up hard in the corner, holding his head, to prevent her from shooting him directly as a target.

   After a while, the person who didn't feel the pain let go of his hand in a daze, and when he opened his eyes to look, he found that the person who had just been threatened by him had disappeared...

   With a knife in his hand, even if he encounters a person who wants to behave badly on the road, there is no obstacle. No one dares to provoke such a person who plays with a knife at will.

   Mu Jing glanced at the place where the roadblock was set up in front of him. The museum was right in front of him, but he couldn't get in because someone was guarding it.

   "That dragon is quite picky."

   "Master, you finally remembered to come and get Tuxie!"

   The few contracted beasts who wanted to go to Xiaotiandi were so happy that they almost didn't go around in circles!

   "Master, old... uh!"

   Baolan slapped his tail on Bingmo's fox's mouth, and added forcefully, "It's just a mere slaughter, the master can get it back in minutes!"

   Mu Jing raised his eyebrows, turned around and returned to the dark alley, standing against the wall, "It seems that we have to wait until the security is not so tight before we can get in."

   I don't know what's in this museum. Every ten meters there is a person with a weapon on guard.

  Baolan gave Bingmo a warning glance, and then said: "Actually, you can use the power of Lord Huashang, his illusion is still very powerful."

   Wan Yao snorted when he heard it, "Calling an outsider for help, why don't you let me come."

   "You have a solution?"

   "Wouldn't it be enough to make the Dreamweaver?"

   "That would pour a piece, wouldn't it be more noticeable?"

   "Drilling holes in the ground?"

   "Are you sure you won't hit someone's sewage pipe?"

   "Bao Lan, I think you are looking for a fight."

   Wan Yao raised his fist to Bao Lan.

   "Go in from the roof."

   Mu Jing looked at the sky, "Go upstairs to see the situation first."

   As soon as he was about to leave here, he heard the sound of uniform footsteps approaching him, and he was not in a hurry to hide, just stood there and waited for them to appear.

   The man in the military uniform had a smile on his mouth, and slightly adjusted the brim of his hat with his white-gloved hands, and said, "This is a restricted area."

   (end of this chapter)