Proficiency: Cultivated 10 Million Times Chapter 62

Inside the red apricot flower hall.

"Sister Mu, the flower thief was exposed in advance, I'm afraid it won't last tomorrow." A flower girl lowered her head and reported.

"It doesn't matter, what should be prepared is already prepared. The role of the flower picker is only to hide people's eyes and ears. Now he is useless."

The woman behind the tea table wrote lightly, with a calm expression.

"Also, the floating light is over, so let's go down and prepare."

"Yes." Hua Ji replied with an expressionless face, slowly exited the door, and turned around again with a flamboyant appearance.

Next to the ruins.

Ambulances came one after another.

"Thanks, kid."

The seriously injured officer Wang Yu was taking care of was also carefully carried into the ambulance by several medical staff.

Before leaving, he also thanked Wang Yu, which was quite polite.

"The responsibility lies." Wang Yu nodded.

He glanced at the bamboo stick in his hand.

At present, he has not received the news of the arrest of the flower picker, which made him worry that he would not let the other party run away after losing so much. I am afraid that no one can accept it.

The bodies of so many officers and soldiers are still lying on the ground without being disposed of.

"Where the **** is this guy?" Even Wang Yu sighed inwardly.

To be a flower thief, to be able to do this is the ultimate.

Just as he was thinking like this, he suddenly heard a small voice coming from the ruins.

"Young man, do it well, save me, I'm buried inside and can't get out."

"Huh?" Wang Yu listened, his eyes swept across the ruins, and then he said, "Where are you?"

"In the ruins, help, help, I'm injured."

The voice came out again, Wang Yu determined the position, and slowly approached that direction. After looking at it for a while, he suddenly asked, "Who are you?"

"Little old man is an ordinary resident here. He suffered this catastrophe today and his house was gone. Fortunately, he saved his old life. Lord officers and soldiers, please help me."

The voice inside was coughing and crying, looking very weak.

"Old man? How's your injury? Hold on a little longer. I'll call someone. I'm afraid that if you move the stone wall above you without authorization, it will cause the risk of a second collapse."

Wang Yu said that he was going to call someone.

However, the voice inside was getting weaker and weaker.

"Don't, I can't take it any longer, please, help me, even if I collapse again, I will accept my fate."

When Wang Yu heard this, his eyes flickered slightly, hesitant.

"Well then, old man, we can only gamble."

With that said, Wang Yu stretched out his hand and pressed it on a large piece of the wall above, bursting with strength, and forcibly moved it away.

Afterwards, he moved or removed several pieces of stone reinforcement in succession, and finally saw a small gap.

Wang Yu was panting heavily, his body was covered in sweat, and he looked exhausted.

"Old man, can you get your head out? Let me see where you are and determine your location."

"No, I still have a stone to block it, so I can stretch out my hand." The voice inside seemed to be seeing an opportunity to escape, and the feeling of weakness in the previous tone faded a lot.

A blood-stained hand moved out of the gap little by little, tremblingly.

Under the blood, this is indeed a withered hand, and at first glance it looks like an elderly man.

Without any hesitation, Wang Yu raised the knife and dropped it.

A cold light flashed.

The people inside did not expect Wang Yu to be so decisive.

The outstretched old hand was cut off from the wrist by Wang Yu with a knife.

The fracture was neat and flat, the flesh and bones were separated, and the blood was even more violent.

Boom!

The ruins were directly knocked away by the people inside, the stones splashed, and a burst of dust was raised.

On the other hand, Wang Yu had already retreated a long way after cutting his hands, holding a blood-stained sword, staring grimly at the smashed ruins.

In the ruins, a figure appeared.

It was indeed a plainly dressed old man, covered in blood, especially the severed palm injury on his left hand. It was freshly released, thanks to Wang Yu's gift.

The surrounding soldiers did not know why, but they still gathered around.

The old man stared coldly at Wang Yu, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, he didn't delay much, and he didn't utter a harsh word.

With his right hand, he picked up the severed palm on the ground, pulled his leg and ran.

The speed was so fast that a shadow of blood was scraped.

"Stop!" Several soldiers were startled and pointed their spears at the old man, trying to push him back.

"Go away!" Bloody Shadow shouted, knocked away the two soldiers, and was about to walk away.

Wang Yu frowned and saw clearly.

This old man is in the blood-burning realm, but he is seriously injured now.

He chopped off his hand just now, his body was severely depleted of qi and blood, and his combat power was severely damaged.

"You can give it a try!"

With the decision made in an instant, Wang Yu lifted his breath and exerted force under his feet.

The masonry on the ground was directly smashed by him, and Wang Yu swept behind the old man like a gust of black wind.

Basic knife technique!

The sword in his hand carries a huge force and slashes straight down!

The blade splits the air, with the power of thunder, and the power of cutting gold and breaking jade, whizzing through and rolling the air waves in all directions!

This knife is the integrated body of his eight sets of knife techniques!

When he came up, Wang Yu used all his strength. After all, the opponent was a warrior in the blood-burning realm, and he would never give the opponent the slightest chance to play.

"Looking for death!" The old man felt threatened, he stopped and waved his arms. A short blade slipped out from his sleeve and was caught by him on his right hand.

It collided with Wang Yu's blade from the bottom up.

The next moment, a huge force rushed in, and the old man's arm holding the knife felt a little numb with half of his body, and his face turned red.

His chest was tight and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he was split by Wang Yu and flew more than ten meters away. He landed on the ground and ran away regardless of his dizziness.

The shaking in my heart is indescribable.

He saw that Wang Yu was just a martial artist in the body-forging realm.

And no matter how strong a body-forging martial artist can be, even if he is seriously injured~www.mtlnovel.com~, forcibly exerting force is nothing but a one-shot solution.

In the end, he was almost hacked to death by Wang Yu on the spot!

If he hadn't used his strength to retreat at a critical moment, I'm afraid it would be over.

"I have escaped the pursuit and killing of so many blood-burning powerhouses in the army, how can I fall into the hands of a soldier who is only in the forging realm..."

Thinking like this, he touched the visceral injury, coughing up blood and fleeing desperately.

This old man is the flower picker!

No one thought that he had been hiding under the ruins and deceived everyone.

"What a pity!" Wang Yu looked at the sword in his hand, which was a standard saber he received from the military warehouse.

I just had a fight with the old man, but I didn't expect that the very tough blade that I use on weekdays would break directly.

This gave the old man a chance to escape.

In his heart, he secretly thought, when the blood-burning realm is reached, why should he change to another useful knife.

People who use knives don't have a good knife, it's too much of a delay.

The flower pickers fled silently in the capital city for a while. The terrain of the capital city's neighborhoods was like visiting their own home, and the familiar couldn't be more familiar.

The pursuer was soon left behind.

As soon as he turned around, he quickly ran into a small wood from the deserted alley.

"It doesn't matter, you have to leave the city!" The flower picker tore off his human skin mask and quickly changed from an old man to a middle-aged farmer.

The tone of his face has also changed, and even if you look closely at it, it's hard to tell whether his appearance is real or fake.

At this point, he no longer wanted the benefits promised by the group of people, as long as he escaped to survive.

He is very clear that in his current state, there is no chance of survival if he continues to stay in the city.

Must run away today!

Chapter end