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In the room where the moonlight was scattered, Robin's bullets were suddenly cut off by a sword light.

In the clanging sound, the bullet that had been chopped in half fell to the ground and the room was darkened at the same time.

He raised his curious gaze and looked ahead, and saw that at the open window, a black figure fell there, holding a long sword in his right hand.

The cold light just now was the light reflected by the moonlight shining on the sharp blade.

Looking at this, he suddenly broke out from nowhere, his whole body was wrapped in a black costume, only two indifferent eyes were exposed outside, holding a long sword in his hand and carrying a long sword on his back.

The puzzled gaze moved downward, and he thought to himself: "Where did this guy come from again? Is it the hidden power behind him".

Robin couldn't help thinking like this. The man wearing a mask beside him wandered around the man who suddenly passed into the iceberg and the window. The idea was obvious.

Not to mention Robin's strangeness and confusion, Bingshan's heart is the same, this figure suddenly came out to save himself, who is it, he has never known such a person.

No one was invited to protect, but unfortunately the other party was completely covered in a strong suit, only two eyes were exposed. It is not clear who the iceberg is.

Although I don't know what the identity of the other party is, there is no need to say more about the situation now. Since they came to help Bingberg, it is their enemy.

The figure flashed, the masked man had already rushed to the front, but tightly stretched out a finger towards the person in front of him, and stab it forcefully.

The look in his eyes gleamed, and the man at the window did not use his right sword, but wanted to wear a mask like a man. He raised his left hand and extended his **** to meet the air.

There was a muffled sound, just an ordinary finger, but it seemed to explode with great power in the hands of the two, and even the air exploded under that power.

The masked man heard a hoarse voice of surprise, "Finger, who are you?"

The man didn't say much. He lifted the long sword, the sharp blade cut directly through the air, with gusts of wind whistling, the man in the mask had to retract his fingers and move back.

The masked man who exploded, pressed his heart down and was puzzled. He lifted his foot to kick it, but thought of their plan, stopped his movement and landed on the ground.

"Why did you attack that way, who are you?" The mask that covers the whole face makes it difficult to see the expression on the man's face when he said this.

Robin didn't say anything, he was already very surprised, but the identity of the person next to him was clearly known, and who the other party was, he could make him speak that tone.

Step... Leaping down from the window, Disca said: "Who am I, you don't need to worry about it, you just need to understand one thing, that is, if I am here, your purpose will no longer be achieved."

"Shoot..." A hoarse voice suddenly came, making Robin startled, and when he turned his head, the opponent had already rushed up to fight.

The fierce punches collided, and the two of them couldn't help taking a few steps backwards before they unloaded that powerful force. This move seemed to be regardless of the outcome of the two, but it must be clear that Diska's truly powerful is swordsmanship.

There was no extra action, the backhand inserted the long sword, and the two fought together again. Whether it was a disco or a masked man, both of them had something in common, that is, their identities could not be revealed, and at the same time they could not alarm the rest of the house.

Therefore, the two battles are very tacit, regaining their strength, using no powerful tricks, just ordinary but equally dangerous physical attacks.

With a slippery footstep, Diska sideways avoided the opponent's fist rushing toward the door, and at the same time suddenly stretched out his right hand, grabbed the opponent's wrist, powerful force spurted out, and turned 90 degrees.

Severe pain came from his wrist, causing the masked man's eyes to change slightly. He stepped on his feet, and instantly his wrist rotated in the direction of his body.

With the help of the force generated by the rotation, the right leg was kicked fiercely from top to bottom, and the intense sense of crisis rose from the head. If it was kicked by this kick, it would be really not so pleasant.

The dark, armed color was domineering covering his arm, his right hand clenched a fist and punched out to meet the attack from the top of the head. Diska blocked the masked man's attack in a more ferocious way.

The thigh kicked the opponent's arm like a kick on steel, but this kind of pain was very common to him, and even his brow was wrinkled, and his right hand took the opportunity to quickly twist and break free.

With a slap of the palm towards the ground, a clear palm print appeared along with the crack, and the downward trend rose instantly.

"During the battle, it's not like that you don't have the slightest defense to show your body", a reminder came, and the masked man looked up and saw that Diska's fist had arrived.

At this moment, the man with the mask suspended in the air had no focus, and he could not move his body. It was impossible to avoid the next attack.

"Paper painting", with a secret cry in his heart, the masked man twisted his body strangely and escaped the punch.

Diska was taken aback for a moment, and the corner of her mouth curled slightly, "I didn't expect you to have this trick, not enough, so you can avoid my attack?"

When the voice fell, Diska's fist turned into a hand blade, and it slashed the opponent's abdomen with the momentum of covering the thunder not as fast as the ear, and the masked man who could not be avoided was directly knocked out.

However, the opponent is also an extremely rich generation in terms of combat strength and combat experience. At this time, the right foot has already been kicked on Diska, and the two have suffered a loss.

Two figures flew upside down and turned over in the air. Stika landed on the ground with both feet, making two obvious marks, and the floor tiles under her feet were covered with numerous cracks.

Staring at the masked man in front of him, he thought to himself: "The instructor is right. The strongest spy agency CP9 still has something to do with it, so I can't underestimate it."

That's right, the black man in strong costume who suddenly appeared to rescue Bingberg was the captain of the Shadow II team, Diska. In the evening, they were the first to arrive here.

The iceberg as an important target is of course under surveillance at all times. After discovering that someone was about to take action against the iceberg, the team members who were secretly monitoring quickly notified the captain. The second team captain Diska, who had just arrived not long after, also learned the news and rushed over with the fourth team captain Al.

As for why I didn't see Al coming out, because the fighting was not only in this place, at this moment, a battle was also about to start in Dock 1.

In order to conceal his identity, Al also dressed in black all over, gently put down his newly rescued and seriously injured player.

When he rushed here, Al did not find the team member who was conveying the news, and suddenly thought that things might have changed. At the same time, the battle coming from the dock not far away ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ made his guess more sure.

Let Diska, the captain of the second team, rush to the iceberg room first to prevent things from developing worse, while he ran directly to the dock, just to get there, and saved his team members.

"Don't worry, I will avenge you." After patting his unconscious team member lightly, Al stood up without expression.

Turning to look at the person who injured his team member, a faint murderous intent appeared in his eyes, "I didn't expect that the person here was actually a dog under Brother Duflaming, but the dog that bites is not a good dog, so let me help. Doflamingo solves this dog"

Hearing that, the person who was still wary had his face instantly replaced by anger. He was a senior cadre under Doflamingo. He could imagine his own combat power, but at this moment he was scolded as a dog, and his anger could be imagined. And know.

Without saying more, a powerful attack came directly. (To be continued.)

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