I dressed as a novel villain

Time flies.

Jiang Chen sent Yi Jia away and rested slightly for a while.

He also probed the surrounding environment within ten kilometers one by one.

It was already dark.

He ate something hastily.

Then a brain burrowed into the master bedroom of the villa, spending half an hour, turning itself into a different look.

A man he was incomparably familiar with, but who no longer existed in this world.

That is the self of the past life.

The appearance of 80 points is not handsome enough to make people feel amazing, but it is definitely not ugly.

The temperament is slightly dull, and he is an honest person at first glance.

The reason why it is easy to be like this is because this face may be used many times.

And the more familiar it is, the easier it is to transfigure it.

If it was replaced by a strange face, next time, he could not guarantee that he would be able to change to exactly the same as this time.

Even if it can be done, the time and energy spent will be far more than it appears.

Although his transfiguration technique has reached the level of trance.

However, the difficulty of concealing ordinary people and deceiving a master-level warrior is still different.

Even he needs to be very careful not to make even the slightest mistake.

Inside the master bedroom, three huge mirrors are erected.

Jiang Chen stood in front of these mirrors, carefully inspecting his own clothes.

He’s here at the moment.

A blue-black tight nightshirt, covered with a wide David coat of the same color.

The hood is to be worn over the head, unless it is a direct encounter.

Even the face after his transfiguration was difficult to see.

In this way, the figure can be covered.

At critical moments, it is also convenient to get out with the help of night.

After checking three times to make sure there was no trace of a flaw.

Jiang Chen firmly fixed a black cloth bag with a strap on the back waist.

Inside the cloth bag, there are special steel needles one by one.

In order to allow the Grandmaster Qi to be successfully attached to it, and to ensure that the weapon itself is not destroyed.

These steel needles are not only made of special materials.

Moreover, compared to the silver needles used in ordinary acupuncture, they are much larger.

The largest size, about the size of chopsticks.

Smaller, it is almost as thick as the refill of a ballpoint pen.

After tying up the cloth bag and adjusting it to be ready to use at any time, the martial arts aura on Jiang Chen’s body surged with ups and downs.

In the end, it was fixed at the peak of the Nine Pinnacles.

Well, if necessary, you can also break through once.

And so on when it’s all done.

Jiang Chen tiptoed lightly.

Between the slight movements of the curtains, the whole person has escaped into the night and quietly disappeared.

……

“Who?”

More than ten minutes later, a seemingly ordinary attic.

Jiang Chen had just climbed into the window on the third floor.

Three cold and shining flying knives shot out from the front.

It was wrapped in the Sect Master’s Qi, and the sound of breaking the void was extremely harsh.

At the same time, a cry full of anger and sharpness suddenly exploded from the darkness.

Jiang Chenkan dodged the flying knife.

As a result, another show fist attacked him.

The timing was just right, and it was in the gap where he had nowhere to exert his strength.

If this punch is real.

Either the true strength is exposed, or one arm is destroyed.

Jiang Chen had no choice but to pinch out a steel needle and shoot it out.

A few seconds later.

He turned on the light in the attic.

Looking at the corner of the room, the woman in red who was already lying on the ground.

Speechless:

“If you don’t say anything, you’ll die, are you especially explosives?”

He originally wanted to get things done in secret.

As a result, it is difficult not to attract the attention of others.

The warrior relies on breath for perception.

Especially the Grandmaster’s Qi, once it erupted.

For the strong people of the same degree, as long as the distance does not exceed a certain limit, it is like a candle in the darkness, bright and incomparable.

On the ground, the woman in red seemed to be a little stunned.

After lying down for half a day, it was as if he suddenly realized something, and his face changed violently.

Suddenly exclaimed:

“Taiyi God Needle? Who the hell are you? ”

Jiang Chen pretended to be angry, stared at his eyes, and his face turned red.

No good airway:

“Who are you not counting in your own mind?”

The woman in red had a look of confusion on her face.

Between the slight wrinkles of the brow, I thought about it carefully.

She was pretty sure she didn’t know the person in front of her.

However, listening to the tone of the other party, it seems that there is something to do with oneself.

Wait, Tai Yi Shen Needle.

After thinking for a moment, the woman in red’s face suddenly changed again.

This time, however, it was mixed with a certain sense of non-return.

Tentatively asked:

“Less… Less suzerain? Or…”