A Panda's Martial Arts

310 Four Chapters, All in One

The meeting starts at three o'clock in the afternoon.

The panda was brought in by Rajput. After all, the other teams more or less brought some of their own people into the arena. However, unlike the tense atmosphere that the panda had expected, the atmosphere in the venue was very peaceful. , these people with very different ideas are chatting with each other, even those who had personal enemies before can talk happily at this moment.

But before the panda came in, he could clearly see that those people from all walks of life who stayed outside were about to fight on the spot.

Outside the venue, martial arts was about to be staged, but inside the venue, there was a look of singing and dancing. The panda saw Rajput and his enemies pushing glasses and changing glasses, and also saw the woman who kept saying that all males must die and the leader of the vegetarian organization. In intimate conversation--

Although the young man from the Vaisya was indeed very friendly, this scene almost shocked the mask the panda was wearing.

But soon, the panda knew why these people were so peaceful.

"This is a subsidy for you!"

A middle-aged man with blond hair and blue eyes waved his hand, and several bodyguards in suits and leather shoes came over with a dozen suitcases.

The box was opened, and it was full of green banknotes.

"You have made considerable contributions to those who are weak, and human civilization has added luster to you."

"For the sake of human civilization, we are obliged to do so."

Several groups of people quickly divided up the shares in front of him. They looked like urban elites carrying boxes, but they just stood there with a dignified look, as if they had done something great and earth-shattering.

This made the panda, who was standing on the sidelines watching the crowd, frown even deeper.

"You wait."

Taking two steps forward, the panda raised his hand and patted Rajput on the shoulder.

"You guys..."

"What's wrong with us? This is kind assistance."

Rajput looked back at the panda and explained in a low voice.

"This time I came here to get money. God knows why they suddenly thought of using cash this time... But it's always a good thing to have someone sponsor you. I can't let me pay by myself, right?"

Yes, this is a bloody lesson for Rajput. At the beginning, he also thought about relying on his own ability to make a big difference, but it turns out that it is impossible for him to support his meager savings. Come down and work for him—

Fortunately, there are still these kind-hearted people who are willing to help him with money, which has allowed him to reach his current position step by step.

As for whether the other party will ask him to do something... Take people's money to eliminate disasters, and the money is taken, so what's wrong with doing something for others?

Anyway, he made money here.

"No, that's not what I said."

Panda shook his head.

"You'd better get out now, otherwise..."

"Get out quickly? How is it possible?"

Rajput waved his hands again and again, now is not the time to go out.

If he just came to get money, he could just send his men down, but the real purpose of coming this time is another matter——

The old white man in front of them is about to retire, and a new commissioner will come to take his place. You must know that this is the new God of Wealth, a money bag for giving them money, so even if there are personal grievances among them, No matter how inappropriate it is to show your face, you still have to come and see her.

After all, things here will end soon.

It turned out that their special commissioner was very punctual and didn't keep them waiting too long.

As soon as Rajput finished speaking, a tall man in a suit and leather shoes came to the front of the stage. His gray hair testified to the vicissitudes of time, but his strong body withstood the baptism of time. When the audience toasted, these people almost instinctively raised their glasses at the same time to express their respect.

Only Rajput next to the panda did not move, his entire face turned pale instantly.

"I have wasted everyone's precious time, and I would like to apologize to everyone here."

After taking a sip of whiskey without ice, the old man began his speech.

"I'm very glad that everyone can take time out of their busy schedules to come here to see me, an old man who is over half a century old...Of course, to tell you the truth here, I only look young now. It may be older than the grandfathers of everyone here."

There was good-natured laughter in the venue, everyone just thought it was a joke for the lively atmosphere, no one would really take this matter seriously.

Except for the pandas in the stands.

"you……"

Panda's pupils shrank suddenly, he knew something.

It's just that kind of thing, how could it happen in...

"Your Jonathan William, I can't remember the exact age. The last time I came to this land of India was a long time ago, a long, long time ago."

Sitting on the specially prepared sofa in the center of the venue, a man named Jonathan lit a cigarette, as if recalling some long time ago.

"I was a pilot who had just enlisted in the army, and I was going to be involved in a great war... I remember, it was from Assam, flying over the Himalayas and delivering supplies. to the mainland.

It was a route called the Hump Route, which was very difficult and dangerous. I don’t know how many planes crashed there. Later, we even knew where the route was by following the reflection of the wreckage of the plane..."

"Oh……"

All the people in the venue sighed, even though many of them could not understand what Jonathan was saying, but this did not prevent them from showing their sympathy at this time, which is a symbol of decency.

They are all civilized people, how can they not empathize with such a tragic experience?

"I'm the only one in our flying group who survived, I'm lucky."

Putting down his wine glass, Jonathan bowed slightly to the people in the venue.

"It is precisely because of this luck that I can meet you today, you people, and everyone here."

Faced with Jonathan's praise, people applauded one after another. There is nothing more gratifying than the approval of others, not to mention that the other party will give them money.

Jonathan smiled back at the applause.

"Humanity is ashamed of you."

Looking at the applauding people, Jonathan also grinned.

"If the members of our flying brigade knew that it was you people that they fought so hard to protect in that world war, I'm afraid they would even be so angry that they would come back to life."

So for them to rest in peace, you go to die.

"Get down!"

Realizing that something was wrong, the panda pressed Rajput's head.

The dim environment of the venue affected his vision, and he didn't realize the things that were tied throughout the venue until now.

It is undetectable, slender spider silk.

"laugh--"

After a moment of cutting sound, blood flowed into the huge venue.

Only Jonathan, who was left clenched with one hand, was still standing in the field, silently pouring the wine in his glass to the ground.

I don't know who is paying homage to it.

hip pull for short

Stayed up late to watch the sports finals, and the result is broken until now, even though the plot has been thought out in advance, but now my mind is full of Mammoth.

The leave span will not be long, and it will be updated during the day. The main reason is that these few hours allow me to slow down, at least to the extent that I can write.

People are already numb, and I just can't fucking figure out why the mammoth should be released.

310 Chapter Five Crossing the Line of Fire

This was an organized, premeditated, and well-planned murder.

The slender spider silk was originally hung from the ceiling, and the dim light made it impossible for anyone to discover this light web. However, during the process of receiving the cash suitcase just now, the spider silk tied to the suitcase disappeared. Has quietly pulled down this net of death——

When receiving the money, all the people present had unknowingly tied the noose of execution around their necks.

Until the whole net is pulled hard.

Except for the Indian Rajput who was with the panda who saved his life because the spider silk was cut off, everyone present was decapitated, whether it was the radicals, the men who followed them, or Those bodyguards, even the old former special commissioner, have turned into headless corpses and fell to the ground at this moment, leaving only the dead heads rolling around on the ground, as if to write their last words in a pool of blood. Unwilling.

It's just that pouring a glass of wine on the ground cannot dispel such a strong smell of blood.

"There's still one more."

Throwing the wine glass aside, Jonathan pulled back all the spider threads, then turned to look in the direction where Rajput was lying down.

"You're a bit lucky...huh? Why are you again?"

"Uh..." Looking at each other, Rajput, who had just got up, shrank his neck, and quickly lay back and pretended to be dead.

This is not a good time to answer. If someone makes a mistake, he may die here. Now that his colleagues are all dead, he doesn't want to be the next one.

What's more, that strong man named Jonathan wasn't just talking to him.

"I'm just passing through here."

The panda stood up, but there was not even a drop of blood on him with the tip of his claws on the ground.

"I didn't expect that meeting again would be such an occasion."

"Yeah, I can't think of it either."

Jonathan sighed softly.

"After all, it's still not decent. It's a joke for you."

"It doesn't matter."

Taking off the mask, the panda frowned.

The smell of blood is too pungent, and this kind of behavior of slaughtering hundreds of people in an instant is not a good thing after all—but right now, the panda is more concerned about another thing, another thing that should not have happened.

"I didn't expect you to drink the water that changed."

The panda's face is ugly.

"Immortal, life equal to heaven... It sounds good, but that kind of thing is actually not that good. I have seen with my own eyes that people who drink this kind of water, longevity does not bring him the matching Wisdom, he is very mad..."

"I don't deny that what you said is indeed right."