Ninjas, also known as hermits, although they have been beautified, processed and developed by many film and television works in sakurama, and given some tall definitions, they still can''t hide the fact that they are just assassins


    The hermit, who suddenly appeared and tried to stop the bus, obviously showed hostility.


    This is a figure dressed in a "common Ninja Costume", wrapped in black cloth and showing two eyes. On the road ahead, he raised his left hand to the speeding bus.


    In the car, on the front seat, an old scientist suddenly shouted, "be careful! There is someone in front!"


    The driver who was driving woke up from a dream. He was in a hurry and stepped on the brake.


    If the other party dares to block the road, he is naturally prepared. A wisp of moisture blooms in his left hand. It seems that he wants to arrange a water wall in front of him.


    However, Xi Lian, who was staring out in a daze, frowned and nodded outside the windshield.


    The water wall in front of the Ninja was broken in an instant, and the guy''s eyes were full of amazement.


    Squeak——


    Pop!


    After all, the speeding bus failed to stop, and immediately hit the figure, and the body was shocked.


    The shadow fell behind the car like a rag bag and rolled on the ground several times, causing a continuous brake sound behind


    "This! This is him suddenly blocking the road!"


    The driving uncle shouted hurriedly.


    "Don''t stop. Just keep walking," Wang Sheng said calmly. "That''s a good practitioner. This impact has no impact."


    The bus driver wiped his forehead in a cold sweat and saw the dark shadow bouncing on the ground from the rearview mirror. He was also a long sigh of relief.


    The driver quickly lowered his head and stepped on the accelerator. The bus had not started yet. The "hermit" jumped over the roof again, fell to the ground in a handsome posture of turning 18 Baidu horizontally, and opened his left hand to the bus again.


    "Me!"


    "Amitabha."


    The monk Huaijing suddenly opened his mouth and read a Buddha''s name. Strands of Buddha light gathered in front of the bus. In the twinkling of an eye, he condensed into a huge palm and shot the dark shadow in front of him


    It''s as easy as playing badminton.


    Wang Sheng looked at it with surprise, and his eyes were somewhat praised.


    The frightened monk smiled and gave a Buddha salute, "laugh, laugh, little monk has also learned some remote skills in recent years."


    Zhou Yinglong said in amazement, "are you so powerful? Disrespect."


    "He is the 82nd master in the list," Shi Qianzhang returned to his seat with his back. "But most of the monks now only pay attention to the top of the list, and often ignore this level of master."


    Hao Ling and Zhou Yinglong had a lot of feelings at that moment.


    The bus started again, but it took only a few minutes. Just after driving on a section of overpass, the hermit who was photographed appeared again.


    His figure constantly borrowed strength from the street lamp and chased the bus again.


    The driving uncle''s forehead was sweating like rain, but the "masses" in the car were interested.


    "I''ll come, this jump ninja."


    Shi Qianzhang casually took out two black paper symbols, didn''t look much, and threw them out of the window.


    Only two explosions were heard, and then there was a hasty crane cry. One black and one white cranes appeared out of thin air and spread their wings.


    The hermit who kept jumping turned his head and stared, and immediately tried to avoid, but in the twinkling of an eye, he was caught by the crane, dragged by the crane and dropped off the viaduct.


    "You are more and more refined in this talismatic method," praised Taoist Wang, but then he taught with great care, "but your self-cultivation is still somewhat unsatisfactory. It is fundamental to concentrate on cultivation. Now you put the cart before the horse."


    "Hey, brother Sheng, what you taught me is that I must hold on, or I will be bullied by little willow again."


    Shi Qianzhang answered with a smile, a rare and humble one.


    In a few minutes


    "This guy really has some perseverance," he smiled with surprise. "Who will come this time?"


    Xi Lian rolled her eyes. "Why are you still playing?"


    "I''ll come," Hao Ling answered, slightly nervous, took out a jade hairpin and let it out of the window.


    In fact, Hao Ling didn''t like to publicize his character, but his senior brother Zhou Yinglong delayed his practice for ten years because of serious injury. His accomplishments were low, and he took the path of sword repair. At this time, there was no room for operation.


    In front of everyone, especially Wang Sheng and mu wanxuan, Hao Ling didn''t want to lose the face of Wudang Daocheng, so he sacrificed his magic tools.


    Soon, the Hosta turned into a streamer and appeared in front of the hermit who had just climbed the overpass.


    With a flash of jade light, the hermit flew out directly and fell freely again


    The jade hairpin flew back on its own and fell in Hao Ling''s palm. This is obviously a good magic weapon. It can trap and keep people. You can protect yourself with it.


    "That guy will come back?" Zhou Yinglong murmured, touching his chin.


    Next to the window, the elder martial sister mu wanxuan gently raised her hand to show her Taoism.


    So, a few minutes later


    When the bus was waiting for the red light, the figure in black appeared again and quickly crossed the treetops beside the road. This time, it fell directly towards the bus roof.


    He took a deep breath and shouted in Mandarin with a slight accent:


    "I am!"


    Inside the car, the elder martial sister who was reading the cartoon snapped her fingers coolly.


    Without warning, a black-and-white tornado appeared on the roof, wrapped the man directly in it, turned wildly for dozens of weeks, and threw it to the park not far away.


    The bus opened smoothly, and the driver uncle was numb. He drove silently without hearing anything outside the window.


    "Amitabha," sighed the frightened monk, "God has the virtue of living well. The practitioner of Sakura island country is too persistent. I can''t bear to see him like this."


    Then the handsome monk turned his voice, "why don''t we break his leg when he comes back this time. It''s really annoying."


    "Agree!"


    "That''s not good."


    Shi Qianzhang and Hao Ling spoke at the same time. Hao Ling said softly, "after all, this is cherry island. We''re here to protect our scientists in Dahua, not to fight with them."


    Wang Sheng asked, "does the cherry Island government have any department to deal with such incidents? If so, let''s call the police."


    "Yes, I know!" Shi Qianzhang answered with a smile. "They have a practitioner office. Let me contact them.


    However, I guess they will turn a blind eye. Although they dare not say anything openly, they are eager for someone to take action against us and make us feel better. "


    "The walking process is also good. At least we should take a word of reason." Taoist Wang said gently, and then leaned back on the seat to close his eyes.


    After driving for more than half an hour, they finally arrived at their destination - a very elegant international hotel.


    I thought this little episode on the road had passed. The hermit also understood the actual gap between them and stopped harassing them


    However, in front of the hotel, the shadow appeared again.


    The man was panting, covered with leaves and scratches. He stood on a street lamp slightly embarrassed, his eyes almost wanted to spit fire, and stared at the bus.


    Confirmed his eyes. He''s a cruel man.


    Wang Sheng frowned slightly. He was disgusted with the practitioners of sakurama island country who didn''t know how to advance and retreat. He said directly: "elder martial brother Zhou, you and the others, protect the four old gentlemen first."


    "OK," Zhou Yinglong promised. Together with Hao Ling, together with three elite of the combat readiness team and two young officers of the investigation team, Zhou Yinglong protected the four scientists to go in first.


    Xi Lian, mu wanxuan, monk Huaijing and Shi Qianzhang stood on the left and right sides of Wang Sheng.


    This time, it''s time for Wang Sheng to do it.


    Taoist Wang put his left hand together with his sword finger, and then condensed An Qi sword.


    At the same time, the dark figure, with his feet on the street lamp, rushed fiercely at Wang Sheng and shouted angrily.


    "I am!"


    Whew——


    The Qi sword broke the air and appeared in front of the man in the blink of an eye!


    Wang Sheng''s left sword finger shook slightly. The Qi sword not only didn''t explode or stab the man, but also stabbed the clothes behind the man like a real long sword.


    "Wait! Wait..."


    What are you waiting for? Wang Sheng snorted, his Qi sword kept the air, and flew up with this figure.


    This is the clever use of the sword technique.


    The left hand kept shaking, and the Qi sword flew disorderly. The figure was taken to shake around in the air. It was not long before it was shaken.


    When Wang Sheng dispersed his Qi sword, the dark shadow fell on the open space of the parking lot in front like a salted fish. The whole person twitched and began to vomit.


    Many onlookers have gathered around, and the masses immediately dislike all kinds of things.


    After vomiting, the man continued to lie on the ground shaking. Within a few seconds, there was a... Sob


    "Crying?" the frightened monk scratched his head.


    Xi Lian shook her head. "I''ve heard that life in Sakura island is stressful. I didn''t expect that practitioners are the same."


    "Brother Sheng," Shi Qianzhang shook his mobile phone, "Sakurajima said that someone had been arranged to deal with this matter. Let''s wait a moment. They also said that they had arranged someone to meet him at the airport before, and now they are actively contacting the guy who neglected his work."


    Wang Sheng nodded gently and turned to enter the hotel lobby.


    Huh? Meet you at the airport? Neglect of work


    Just behind him, the hermit, who was lying on the ground sobbing constantly, trembled weakly and shouted:


    "I''m... The special affairs department of Sakurajima, the senior officer in charge of the affairs of the Greater China


    Dear... Tianjie... Leader


    Sakura island... Welcome... You... "


    Huh?


    There were five people on Wang Sheng''s side, with black lines hanging on their foreheads.