World of Warcraft Invasion Marvel

Chapter 67
"Ma'am, are you looking for me?" The man bent down 90 degrees, then stood up straight again, respectfully.

"letter."

Alexandra got up and walked to the French window, and said softly, "Mrs. Gao is dead, she was killed by an iron fist."

Iron fist?

Hearing this name, Yoshioka Shinji trembled slightly. The panic in his heart could not be concealed, but he still pretended to be calm in front of his wife: "Madam, I'm not sure yet."

"Maybe it's Iron Fist, maybe it's someone else from Kunlun, or Zhenchunhui. Since the other party killed Mrs. Gao, they won't let us go."

Alexandra knew Yoshioka Shin's reaction without looking back, with a slight disdain on her face: "Maybe Mrs. Gao is not dead, but was just taken away... This is the worst possibility."

Yoshioka Nobu frowned into the word Chuan.

Worst possible?

Because Mrs. Gao will reveal all the secrets of the Hand, but the five fingers are independent, and they have not been in contact for decades. If it weren't for the discovery of keel fossils, I am still in Japan, and Mrs. Gao doesn't know anything else Faction secrets.

In addition, capturing a person alive is far more difficult than killing a person. Master said that Mrs. Gao is the strongest of the five of them.

If even she is captured alive, how strong is the legendary Iron Fist?
Shin Yoshioka was silent for two seconds: "Madam, what do you mean?"

Alexandra continued to look at the scenery outside the window without turning her head: "Tell your master, it's time for old friends to get together...Botu and Suowanda will also come, bringing their most elite men."

That will be a historic moment, five fingers clenched into a fist, and the world will change... Yoshioka Nobu was silent for another two seconds: "Madam, is this necessary? We are looking for Kuroku. Who are you to compare?" We all know how powerful the black sky is, it will definitely be able to deal with Iron Fist, maybe we should wait."

Believe it, you think too much, your master lied to you, it is best not to believe it, you will lose if you believe it... Alexandra's mouth showed a trace of contempt: "If it is really an iron fist, it is necessary, Your master knows this as well as I do. The power of Iron Fist is beyond your imagination."

Alexandra remembered the Iron Fist she had seen in Kunlun.

The power from Shenlong Shoulao is not something any kung fu master can contend with.

Immortal Iron Fist, Kunlun's strongest weapon, is also the guardian of Kunlun, a guardian of an extra dimension.

If it weren't for Iron Fist not being able to leave Kunlun, how could the five of them have dared to escape from Kunlun with the keel back then?

Now, why did it come out?
I don't know if this generation of Iron Fist is as powerful as the one back then!
Hope not.

Otherwise, there is no need to fight, you can wash up and sleep...

"there's one more thing."

Alexandra turned around and looked at this shrewd and capable Japanese: "I got news that people from the Zhenchun Association are here, and there is an old friend among them. Maybe you will want to meet him."

A thin and old figure instantly appeared in Yoshioka Shin's mind, his fists were clenched tightly, and his eyes shrank suddenly: "The stick man!"

……

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In the past few days, Matt has been silent, thinking in the dormitory.

Old Wang's ray of true energy opened a window for him, which is different from now.

Outside the window is the scenery of Kung Fu masters and the world of "Qi". This kind of leap in the essence of life is full of infinite attraction, even more irresistible than the ex-girlfriend.

In particular, the long lifespan brought about by the life leap can make 99% of the people in the world crazy about it.

Master "Standman" said that in ancient China, there were many Kung Fu masters who lived to be a hundred years old, and there were also grand masters who lived to be two hundred years old, four hundred years old, or even eight hundred years old.

This cannot be achieved by rigorous training alone, it also requires spiritual training, the unity of the inside and the outside, and the unity of the soul and the body.

Master also said that Kung Fu masters are not only physically strong, but also mentally strong. They may even have the ability to telepathize and control the mind.

Human beings are holy things by their very nature, they are constantly striving for unity, but once satisfied they cannot refuse.

The most powerful master of kung fu can kill people with spirit, and can also divide the soul and body, and the soul can go out of the body.

Master Gunsou has been pursuing that state, but he can't achieve it.

The only way he can think of is to ask "Master Wang", or "Kunlun Iron Fist" for help, but what exactly does the other party want, and what price will they have to pay?
Maybe it's an unbearable price for life!

"Matt, look who's coming!"

The fat blond man's voice sounded, and he gave Matt a look that "men can understand", turned around and trotted, determined not to be a light bulb.

A woman stands in front of the door.

Long black dress, long hair with shawl, smiling face, but complicated eyes.

"Fudge, you know, I can't see."

Matt stood up, then froze.

He heard a familiar heartbeat, a familiar breath, and smelled a familiar smell.

This made him excited and joyful, and he really wanted to rush over to hug that person, but he held back.

From the heartbeat of the other party, he could hear some bad emotions. She had feelings for him, but this feeling carried a certain purpose, guilt, and guilt.

The person in front of him made him a little strange, she seemed to be different from before.

Maybe she hasn't changed, what has changed is herself.

"Erica, what are you doing here?" Matt asked calmly.

"Would you believe me if I said I miss you?" Erica smiled coquettishly.

"Do not believe."

"clever."

Erica shrugged and raised her eyebrows: "It seems that Columbia University's education is still useful."

Matt smiled reluctantly: "Tell me, what are you doing here? Don't lie, you can't lie to me."

"Your figure is better than before, and I can recognize it across a sea of ​​people."

Erica teased and straightened her face: "Matt, I'm being targeted by gangsters. I hope you can help me. They will kill me. I'm not strong enough alone... Please!"

Your heartbeat and breathing tell me that this sentence is true... Matt suddenly had a strange intuition.

The woman in front of her seemed to be targeted by the god of death.

Her mood is obviously a little low, lifeless, is it because the enemy is too scary?

"Maybe you should call the police and get legal help." Matt was still not sure if Erica was telling the truth.

The more beautiful a woman is, the more unbelievable she is.

This woman is too good at lying.

What's more, she has apparently received some special training that she doesn't know about, and can control her breathing and heartbeat, which limits her abilities and blurs her perception.

"I'm doing it, my barrister."

Erica sighed: "It seems that I can't convince you."

"No one can convince me." Matt pulled his lips.

"Is it?"

Suddenly, another voice sounded.

There was a rattling sound, that was the sound of the guide stick hitting the ground.

Familiar intensity, familiar frequency.

But it has been ten years since I saw him.

Even breathing and steady heartbeat are only a little worse than "Master Wang". There are not many such people in New York.

"Since you're gone, why come back?" Matt said coldly.

"I regard you as an apprentice, but you regard me as your father. Family affection is a weakness, and it will kill your weakness."

Erica let me in, and the skinny stick walked in, with a calm voice: "In order to let you have no weakness, I can only leave."

Two blind men.

Four eyes facing each other.

(End of this chapter)