Take the Job: the Hero Starts from Being the Most Fierce

three days later.

Thunder Casino, top floor.

Wang Ting played a set of Bajiquan in the office as usual, but this time, he wore an alloy finger iron.

The fist swept through the air, and there was a shrill sound of breaking through the air.Wang Ting was pleasantly surprised to find that the combination of Bajiquan and alloy finger iron is definitely not as simple as one plus one.

If he hits Wang Gang again, Wang Ting has enough confidence to punch him to end the fight!

After fighting for about half an hour, Wang Ting stopped and let out a slow breath.

He turned his head and saw a cup of steaming tea placed on the tea table on the table, showing a knowing smile.

The only one who can quietly enter the office and make tea for herself is the dumb girl.

This little girl is more and more able to take care of people.

Wang Ting wiped his sweat, sat down and took a sip of tea.

The tea is warm and just right to drink.

If Wang Ting guessed correctly, the tea leaves that Dumb Girl brewed should be Yandang Maofeng that was sent by a boss a few days ago.

Yandang Maofeng is a kind of tea, also called 'Yan Ming' in some places. It is a very famous tea.

It is said that this tea is fragrant and sweet, but Wang Ting has been playing it for a long time, and he feels that it is no different from ordinary tea.

But for a long time, Yandang Maofeng was called 'Monkey Tea' by the locals. '

It's not that the tea leaves or the tea trees look like monkeys, but that this kind of tea is only tea leaves that monkeys can pick on the cliffs.

Yandang Maofeng first lived on cliffs with hanging rocks like pillars and steep peaks like cones, and the terrain was very dangerous.

At that time, after picking, the ancient people liked to make a pot of tea on the top of the mountain, while enjoying the fragrance of 'monkey tea', while enjoying the beautiful scenery of the mountains and small mountains.

Today, Wang Ting is sitting on the top floor, and through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the clouds above seem to be within reach.

After washing up, Wang Ting came to the rest area.

He rubbed the wall for a while, not knowing what mechanism he pressed, the wall in front of him receded to the left and right, and a small elevator as tall as one person slowly emerged.

The elevator behind the secret door leads directly to the basement of the entertainment city.

Originally, there was no such thing in the entertainment city, but Wang Ting asked someone to repair it out of various considerations.

In the eyes of outsiders, the entertainment city only has a garage for parking cars on the first floor, but there is also a secret second floor below, which only Wang Ting and a few people know about.

Wang Ting is not a simple businessman, there are a lot of shameful things, he can't be placed in the office and rest area openly, it would be too easy to expose.

A few minutes later, there was a crisp sound of 'ding dong', and the elevator went down to the negative second floor of the entertainment city.

After opening the door, I heard the sound of the hot knife crashing and the cold voice of Luo Xiaoniu.

"How many times have I told you that the most important thing for a knifeman is the ruthlessness of killing him in one hit.

You are so twitchy, do you still want to work under Brother Ting's hands? "

Wang Ting came out and stood in the dark.

In the basement stood more than a dozen younger brothers in black suits. Their faces were cold and severe, and their knives were also neat and tidy. They were obviously much better than the beaters outside.

It seems that in the past three days, Luo Xiaoniu has achieved preliminary training results.

But today, Luo Xiaoniu's method of training these knives is to let the two fight each other with knives.

Wang Ting also saw some problems.

The swordsmen were originally brothers from the same family, and first of all, even the murderous intent could not be brewed well.

It is even more impossible to do what Luo Xiaoniu said, to the extent of killing the opponent's life in one blow.

But in the end, it was Luo Xiaoniu's carefully selected person. After hearing his rebuke, the knifemen did not complain too much, but rushed towards each other more fiercely.

Although one knife and one knife were extremely hard to slash, the knife and knife avoided the opponent's key points intentionally or unintentionally, and the degree of ruthlessness was still far from enough.

Seeing this, Luo Xiaoniu sighed.

These people were all elites he had taken from Adong with great effort, and of course he was reluctant to lose them just because of training.

In fact, Luo Xiaoniu had the confidence to stop him after they used the knife, which made these knifemen use the knife without any scruples.

But obviously, it may be the reason why he is not good at words, which makes the swordsmen timid, even if they have [-]% of their strength, they will not be able to exert [-]% of their strength.

Just when he was about to make a ruthless attack and give this group of boys a warning, Wang Ting's voice came from behind.

"Xiao Niu, how are things going?"

As soon as these words came out, not only Luo Xiaoniu, but also the swordsman who hit a piece from the back all stopped the movement in his hand.

"Brother Ting."

"Brother Ting."

Wang Ting smiled and nodded at the knifemen, then looked at Luo Xiaoniu: "It doesn't seem like things are going well?"

Luo Xiaoniu's forehead burst with blue veins. He took a deep breath and whispered: "Brother Ting, I promise to give you a batch of elites."

Wang Ting smiled and patted his shoulder, "Don't force yourself too hard."

As he said that, he looked around for a while, and walked to a metal console, where large and small flying knives braved the cold light were placed on the console.

Wang Ting looked at the swordsmen: "Do you believe me?"

Hearing this sentence, the swordsmen shouted in unison: "Believe!"

"it is good."

Wang Ting nodded with a smile, then picked up a flying knife between his fingers and threw it at will.

Whoosh!

The flying knife turned into a cold light, and appeared in front of the knifeman on the far left with lightning speed.

The latter's eyes widened, and before he understood what was going on, the flying knife was already in front of him.

At this critical moment, a dark shadow passed by.

Luo Xiaoniu held a knives and smashed the flying knife to the side.

This scene seems slow, but in fact it just happened in the blink of an eye.

After Luo Xiaoniu blocked the flying knife, he suddenly remembered what Wang Ting said, and immediately understood what he meant.

He hurriedly said, "Brother Ting, or else..."

Wang Ting did not answer him, but picked up a flying knife again, and the target became the knifeman on the far right.

Luo Xiaoniu blasted away and shot the flying knife again.

Then, the third, the fourth, and the fifth.

The flying knives swept across the empty basement like a meteor, and all were picked up by Luo Xiaoniu.

After all these swordsmen were shot by the flying knives, Luo Xiaoniu put away the knives and gasped heavily.

The knives on both sides of the knives are pitted, which are the traces left after the flying knives were shot many times.

At the same time, it also shows how powerful Luo Xiaoniu is, but despite this, he still expended a lot of physical strength.

Obviously, the scene just now was also a challenge for Luo Xiaoniu.

But his speed fell in front of the swordsman, which was unbelievably fast.

All the knives were shocked, and there were many discussions.

"Brother Xiao Niu is so strong?"

"I've seen Brother Dong do it. He's powerful enough. I didn't expect Brother Xiaoniu to be more powerful than Brother Dong!"

"Don't you understand? It's so difficult for someone as powerful as Brother Xiao Niu, that Brother Ting..."

Hearing the last sentence, all the swordsmen immediately respected Wang Ting.

Only a few people can see the flying knife just now, but there is no one who can hide.

Brother Ting's strength... far exceeds their imagination!

Seeing the expressions of the knives, Wang Ting clapped his hands and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, everyone was shocked."

He pointed at Luo Xiaoniu and said, "Have you seen it now? If Xiaoniu can even catch these flying knives, then he can block the deadly attacks you use in time."

Hearing Wang Ting's words, the swordsman suddenly realized.

Indeed, Brother Xiao Niu's speed is terrifying, even if they use all their strength, they are not enough to see in Brother Xiao Niu's eyes.

In other words, they can feed each other as much as they want, and they don't have to worry about maiming and dying!

Thinking of this, the knives looked at each other, and they all saw excitement and excitement in each other's eyes.

Wang Ting interrupted them with a smile: "Okay, you guys have a rest first, I still have something to tell your little brother."

"Yes, Brother Ting!"

The knives shouted in unison.

When the two took the elevator to the top floor, Luo Xiaoniu asked reluctantly:

"Brother Ting, how much effort did you use for the flying knife just now?"

Wang Ting smiled slightly: "Guess."

Luo Xiaoniu sighed, and when he looked at Wang Ting again, he showed a look of admiration and awe.

When he just picked up the flying knife, Wang Ting's face clearly showed a look of ease.

Luo Xiaoniu faintly felt that if he hadn't received these flying knives, Wang Ting would have a way to let the flying knives fall somewhere else without hurting these knives.

Brother Ting is really... getting stronger and stronger.

After arriving at the office, Wang Ting opened the safe and pretended to be fumbling, but actually took out a suitcase from the warehouse.

The suitcase was huge, and when opened, it was filled with dark firearms and boxes of yellow bullets.

"Brother Ting, this is..." Rao is Luo Xiaoniu, who was stunned when he saw so many firearms.

Wang Ting said: "It's too late, you give them these firearms first, and let them practice with knives and guns, understand?"

Luo Xiaoniu nodded and said hesitantly: "The radio in the basement is not very good. I'm afraid that it will be heard in the garage upstairs when I practice guns."