After dinner, after Ji Mo cleaned up the blood on his body, he began to cultivate his internal strength as usual.
During this period of time, in addition to the normal practice of internal strength, he did not dare to let go and fully explore the Wanqing Changchun Kung Fu, and could only proceed bit by bit.
If he lets it go and he is seriously injured, no matter how quickly he recovers, it will still take time. During the time it takes to recover from the injury, anything can happen, especially now that he is being targeted by the League of Assassins. after.
At this moment, Ji Mo, who was normally cultivating internal energy, his body shook, and the internal energy flow doubled as fast. Then, the internal energy in the body also increased rapidly during the rapid flow.
Half an hour later, Ji Mo let out a long breath, and an undetectable light flashed in his deep eyes.
"Internal strength has broken through! The amount of internal strength has more than doubled!" He muttered to himself, and Ji Mo felt a huge sense of joy in his heart.
When he entered the Assassin's League plane, he was already on the verge of a breakthrough. Now, after staying in this plane for nearly twenty days, he finally broke through the original realm and entered the second-rate realm.
"Now is the time to make a breakthrough!" Standing up, Ji Mo twisted his body, feeling the increased strength in his body, and smiled with satisfaction.
"Next, in addition to continuing to explore the Evergreen Eternal Spring Kung Fu, what I need now is a movement technique. Among the remaining chapters of the technique I redeemed, there is only one movement technique, the popular name of Gale Wind Movement Technique..."
"So we can only explore based on this first, and then there are moves. Previously, I only understood the full moon move based on one of the three remaining moves. There is still a lot of room for understanding. But as for moves, in The League of Assassins can be put aside for a while..."
While Ji Mo was thinking, he walked to the computer in the hotel room and turned on the computer.
With a thought in his mind, he took out the black backpack containing the small camera that he had put back into his carry-on space in the afternoon.
He took out the camera inside and imported the battle footage of himself killing members of the Assassin League that he had captured in the afternoon into his computer. He then emailed it to the mailbox of a person named Marina, and then closed the computer.
Malina was the female reporter she met on a rainy day at the end of the season when she first came to the League of Assassins. She casually put her business card in her pocket, but she didn't expect that it would come in handy at this moment. .
"After this time, how will the mysterious assassin named Ji Mo be talked about by people?" Ji Mo smiled, looking forward to it.
…
"X is dead..." Sloan said in a low voice, and for the first time a look of worry appeared on his wrinkled face.
"What!?" Fire Fox yelled softly, with a look of disbelief on his face. You must know that Mr.
"Didn't he go to kill the mysterious man named Ji Mo? Could it be that the other party killed him! How is that possible!" Fire Fox held his hands gently, feeling a little cold towards the man named Ji Mo.
If the opponent can kill Mr.
With two such enemies staring at them in the dark, how can the assassins in the League of Assassins fight against them? At this time, those who assassinate others will now become the prey of others.
"It seems that you also understand." Sloan sighed, looked at Firefox and said, "We have another enemy who is not weaker than Cross...".
"Then now..." Firefox waited for the other party's next words.
"Remember what I told you, are there any other tasks for you to do?" Sloan stood up from behind the table and asked softly.
Firefox nodded and said: "Remember!".
"Bring this man back!" As he said this, Sloan placed a photo on the table.
Huohu took two steps, reached out and picked up the photo, and asked doubtfully: "Who is he?".
"Son of the Cross..."
Firefox guessed and said, "Do you want him to deal with Cross?".
"It's not just that!" Sloan smiled and said, "What do you think the Cross will do if we train his son as an assassin and let him deal with the mysterious end of the season?"
Firefox nodded and said expressionlessly: "I know!".
…
The next day, 7 p.m.
After working overtime for an hour, Wesley followed his usual habit and walked into Dandan Supermarket.
Seeing that Wesley, who used to have a sad face, had been wearing a faint smile while paying the bill these days, the cashier jokingly said: "It seems that you have been in a good mood in the past few days, sir! Has anything good happened? ?".
"Well, that's a good thing!" When asked by the cashier, the curve of Wesley's raised mouth increased a little, but he couldn't help but remember that some time ago, he passed out in front of his door, and the thing between his legs turned into flesh. Vaguely his 'friend'.
For this friend, as an ordinary person, he really felt a little aggrieved. He didn't know anything about the things between the other party and his irritable girlfriend, so after seeing the miserable appearance of the other party, The suffocating feeling in his chest inevitably disappeared, making him feel better.
The cashier said politely: "This is a good start, maybe you will be transferred, sir!".
"Hopefully!" Wesley nodded, picked up his medicine, and was about to leave.
But at this moment, a slender arm suddenly rested on his shoulder. After making him tremble, he looked towards the owner of the arm.
Sexy lips, big and charming eyes, hair tied up high, and a white short dress, the owner of the arms is clearly not a stunning beauty, but definitely a sexy stunner who attracts attention The presence.
Wesley was stunned for a few seconds, then he realized what he was saying and said, "Uh, I'm sorry, do I know you?"
The woman's sexy lips parted slightly, and a somewhat sexy yet cold voice came out of her mouth: "Why do you need to apologize?".
Wesley paused. He felt that the woman in front of him was a little strange. He was a little overwhelmed by this. Then, he tilted his shoulders slightly, letting the other person's arms slide off his shoulders, and said habitually: " sorry……".
The woman folded her arms across her chest and said, "I know your father!".
Wesley was startled and felt a little baffled. He had no memory of his father. He smiled bitterly and said, "My father abandoned my mother and me one week after I was born, so...".
"Your father was killed in an alley yesterday. I'm sorry..." (To be continued.)
