Chapter 1320: Bloody Battle of San Diego (VI)

"It's hard to handle..." Looking at the approaching fist, Feng Bujue muttered helplessly, and at the same time, he activated an investigative skill that could be called a magical skill - [My Skateboard Shoes].

This move was used once by [Doomsday Strike] on Brother Jue during the S2 rematch stage when Hell Front faced Corpse Swordsmen. Its effect is: [After activation, the next melee damage you suffer will be Reduce by 90%, and all special effects attached to the attack will not be triggered; at the moment the attack ends, you will automatically move behind the attacker and gain a double attack speed bonus that lasts four seconds]

Although the Doomsday Raid at that time eventually died due to Feng Bujue's calculations, the situation now is obviously different from that time... Liu Xing didn't know that players would use "physical skills", but his punch Come here, you are bound to win.

However, the actual result after the hit was... Feng Bujue stood there and casually withstood Liu Xing's blow that aroused eight times the internal strength.

At this scene, not to mention Liu Xing himself, even Liang Feifan, who fell far away, was so shocked that he opened his mouth and stared, feeling shocked in his heart.

call out--

Just when they were shocked, Feng Bujue relied on the effect of his skills to teleport behind Liu Xing.

The "double attack speed" bonus only lasts four seconds, so it's a waste if you don't use it. Feng Bujue took advantage of this four-second gap and picked up the nunchucks to hit him continuously, using the same technique... Enlightenment switches hands back and forth to attack.

In addition, due to the continuous fight with Liang Feifan for a long time, the charge of [Z Pipe Wrench] has already exceeded 80%, so its special effect four - "combination" ability has also been activated at this moment; at least until the end of this battle , if Feng Bujue uses his nunchaku to repeatedly hit the same target, the damage will gradually increase.

There is no doubt... a special effect like this, where the damage increases with the number of attacks and has no cap, would be very terrifying if used properly.

Feng Bujue's attack frequency was not slow to begin with. With the attack speed bonus, there was another burst of output in a short period of time... After this round of swipes, Liu Xing, who was hit repeatedly in the back, suddenly collapsed. Seeing him stagger and roll forward, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Hmm... I didn't expect..." Liu Xing covered his chest and looked back, glaring at Feng Bujue and said, "... you, a heretic martial artist, can have such power, what exactly are you..."

He didn't know that the opponent used a skill that could reduce damage by 90% to block the attack, nor did he know that Feng Bujue had various armors on his body that reduced damage by percentages and had high defensive power. He only knew... what he saw in front of him The man took his strongest punch with one hand. Not only was he unscathed afterwards, but he still had the energy to fight back immediately.

This situation was enough to make Liu Xing and the injured Liang Feifan... lose their fighting spirit.

[Main mission progress update]

"It seems that you two have given up..." After hearing the system voice, Feng Bujue glanced at the task bar calmly, and then found that the task progress had changed to 2/7; he immediately understood that when these two The moment an NPC gives up resistance, the "defeat" defined by the mission is completed. In other words... it is not necessary to maim or kill the opponent to complete the mission, as long as the "winner or loser" can be distinguished.

"Then...I won't accompany you anymore." Now that he has achieved his goal, there is no reason to continue with them. After Feng Bujue said this, he turned and walked towards the elevator.

"Wait a minute!" Liu Xing was obviously more conscientious than Liang Feifan. Even though he knew he was no match for his opponent, he still stood up tremblingly and shouted at Brother Jue's back, "Where are you going?"

"Of course I'm going to steal your confidential information." Brother Jue responded in a matter-of-fact tone.

"You... know where the archives room is?" Liu Xing asked suspiciously.

"I don't know." Feng Bujue shrugged and continued, "Besides... I don't think I can ask it from both of you, so..." He paused, "I'd better go find it myself. Well, it must be somewhere in this building anyway. I will search for it layer by layer, and I can find it."

"Huh! Hahahahaha..." Hearing this, Liang Feifan laughed loudly. After laughing for a few seconds, he also looked at Brother Jue and continued, "Boy, do you think... you have defeated the two of us? Already invincible? Let me tell you..."

"Okay, okay..." Feng Bujue didn't want to hear what he had to say, so he interrupted directly, "Do you want to say... you two are among the Four Heavenly Kings... Oh, no... you are among the company's management The two weakest; and then you want to tell me how many people are stronger than you, and what their nicknames and martial arts are, and finally say this to me - even if I can win them There are so-and-so and so-and-so, but there are still a few existences that people like me are absolutely insurmountable..."

His guess... was pretty accurate, as if he had peeked at Liang Feifan's line outline.

Brother Feifan was stunned when he heard this, and responded a little at a loss: "Uh...how did you know..."

"That's enough." Brother Jue tilted his head and walked past him quickly, "You can keep those words to yourself, I'm not interested."

After that, he walked into the elevator and pressed the floor button for the second floor.

The reason why he didn't listen to Liang Feifan's threats was not because Brother Jue was conceited, but because he thought it was unnecessary. Even if a strong enemy really appeared... the strength he observed from a data perspective was stronger than what he heard from others. Be more reliable.

Ding--

The distance between one floor was reached in a blink of an eye. When the elevator door opened, a man standing ten meters away was staring at Feng Bujue.

He was a white man in his thirties, with an ordinary appearance, a standard brown short hair style, a white shirt, black trousers and a dark tie; this appearance... looks like an ordinary office worker.

But... Feng Bujue could "observe" that this man's strength was above Liu Xing and Liang Feifan.

"That's interesting..." Brother Jue looked at the man in front of him and said, "How did you know I would come to the second floor?"

"I didn't know." The white man continued, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not waiting for you here on purpose; it's just... my office is on the second floor, I'm standing here just to see which floor the elevator you, the intruder, will go to, and I didn't expect... you to stop at my floor."

"So, you don't plan to stop me?" Feng Bujue asked as he walked out of the elevator.

"Heh..." The white man smiled and replied, "If you don't show up in front of me, that's fine... But since you've come to me, as a member of the company's management, how can I pretend I didn't see you?"

"Is that so..." Feng Bujue nodded, "I'm Feng Bujue, I haven't asked yet..."

"Okay." The white man continued in Chinese with a slight accent, "I'm from the UK, my real name is Joseph David, my Chinese name is Chen Shaolong, but everyone calls me 'American Brother', as for my position... let's just say I'm the general manager of the company."

"Well..." There were too many complaints in the other party's words, and Feng Bujue could only pick out the more important ones, "Let's not talk about why you, a British man, are called American Brother... Your company's building is dozens of stories high, and the general manager's office is actually on the second floor?"

"Is it not possible?" the American brother asked back, "Is there a certain rule... people with high positions must also have offices on high floors?"

"Hmm..." Brother Jue touched his chin and said something in English, "Good_point..."

"Okay, let's stop introducing each other and talking about trivial things. I'm too lazy to know too much about a dying person." The American brother said, and took a half step forward.

Then, he saw his hands hanging down, the back of his hands facing outwards, his fingers slightly relaxed, his feet apart and parallel, and then slowly raised his arms to his chest, his left arm half-circled, his palms facing each other to form a Yin palm, and his right palm turned over to form a Yang palm... After this series of movements like flowing clouds and water, a chic and beautiful starting posture has been formed.

"You are..." Feng Bujue looked at the data flow on the other party, and knew that his kung fu was one level higher than the two downstairs. He immediately stopped and concentrated, ready for battle.

"No roots and no limit, all things are natural..." The American brother turned his hands in a circle, stood firm, and said loudly, "... Tai Chi!"