Wang Yang bit his teeth and rushed all the way to the top of the building.

He glanced at his watch, and there were only a few minutes left.

The fight between him and them didn't take too much time. All this happened between lightning and flint. It's just that these two or three minutes are nothing at ordinary times. But at this time, even one second is fatal to Wang Yang.

That's not the worst thing.

The worst thing was that Wang Yang found that his speed was gradually slowing down. Although this feeling was not obvious, it was a 30 story building.

Each layer slows down by one second, which is about half a minute.

Wang Yang is biting his teeth. He has already lost an arm. In addition to the problems of excessive consumption, blood loss and so on, these are the factors that make Wang Yang lose a lot of time.

Come on, can't give up, there's still some time!

Wang Yang is biting his teeth. There is a fishy smell in his mouth.

Pain and tension, so that Wang Yang taut the nerve, a second did not dare to relax.

Faster, faster, it's coming!

Wang Yang stares at his eyes. He can't see clearly the situation in front of him. There are steps everywhere, but there is only one idea in Wang Yang's heart.

Run up!

Make sure to rush up!

Who knows, Wang Yang is about to rush to the top floor, but it is a staggering, suddenly fell on the ground.

The steps nodded directly to Wang Yang's forehead.

Wang Yang snorted and lay on the ground motionless.

No, I can't fall down. It's not the time to rest!

Wang Yang roared, the whole person just like a chicken, suddenly got up from the ground.

He rushed to the top floor and found that the door on the top floor was locked.

"Ah, Mo Wudi, I must kill you rubbish!"

Wang Yang roared, but he didn't even have time to think.

Wang Yang uses his abandoned arm as a shield, and his whole body works hard. He regards himself as a bomb, hitting the iron gate hard.

Bang bang, the iron door was banged by Wang Yang.

Wang Yang's arm has lost consciousness, and even half of his body is numb.

The effect of force is mutual. How much force Wang Yang uses to hit the iron gate, how much force does half of his body have to bear.

Poof

Wang Yang a mouthful of blood spray on the door, his chest position has been very dull.

Can't stop!

The blood drips down Wang Yang's arm. Wang Yang is like a machine, still pounding the iron door.

One, two, three!

Every impact has brought a heavy blow to Wang Yang.

At the same time, the lower part of the building is also a Shura field.

In the quiet alley, Yungong mountain glares at a man.

The man hooked the corner of his mouth and said with a sneer, "do you think Mr. Mo didn't expect you to support him? To tell you the truth, that guy is dead. No. 1 and No. 2 are on it. He can't get by. "

"Cut the crap." Yungong mountain has a black face. He doesn't dare to think about what Wang Yang is going through.

But he has a belief that Wang Yang will win!

How can Wang Yang be defeated by these scum?

It's just that there's still time. That's the real problem.

Thinking of this, Yungong mountain didn't want to waste his time. He didn't wait for the man to speak, and rushed to the front.

In terms of physical skills, Yungong mountain is second only to Wang Yang in strength. Besides, there are poisonous insects in Yungong mountain, but this man doesn't have so many means.

Yungong mountain made a sudden effort and rushed to the man like a beast.

He noticed that there was a sign on the man's arm, which seemed to mean 4.

No one in this hunting team has a name. It seems that this man is No.4.

The fourth guy?

Yungong mountain sink heart, he realized that this arrogant man may also have some ability.

You know, Mo Wudi let these people do it, and will certainly give their information to these guys.

No. 4 should know that he has the ability to poison insects. This guy not only didn't escape, but also wanted to fight against Yungong mountain. It's very intriguing.

Just as Yungong mountain was about to rush in front of the man, it suddenly stopped.

Under the influence of inertia, yungongshan couldn't control his body. He roared and supported the walls on both sides of the alley with his hands.

Blood and the wall friction, Yungong mountain hands are worn, the smell of blood filled with air.

Yungong mountain threw out a dagger, which did not directly rush to No. 4 in front of him, but whirled in the air and fell to the ground.Yungong mountain shakes his hand and throws out the blood directly.

In mid air, some silk threads stained with blood were exposed.

Seeing this scene, Yungong mountain immediately took a cool breath: "Gu silk, you are well prepared."

No. 4 hissed, frowned and muttered: "Mr. Mo is right. You are a tough guy, but fortunately, I just restrained you."

Hearing these words on the 4th, Yungong mountain has not yet understood what happened.

But soon, he understood.

This No. 4 is not only powerful, but also a Gu Shi.

A large number of poisonous insects rushed to Yungong mountain without concealment.

There was poisonous silk in front of him. Yungong mountain did not dare to act rashly. He could only spray some powder while retreating.

Who knows, Yungong mountain just stepped back two steps, that is, immediately stopped.

He felt a chill on his back and blood flowed along the wound.

Yungong mountain quickly solved the poisonous insects on the front. When he looked back, he found that the alley behind him was full of silk threads.

A few insects lie on the wall, still spitting out silk thread.

But he knew that it was sharper than the piano string. The dagger just kept cutting.

If this one bumps into it carelessly, he will surely die.

The other insects of this No. 4 are highly poisonous. These things are just small skills for Yungong mountain.

It's the poisonous silk in the alley that kills me.

Yungong mountain needs time. As long as he is delayed here, everything will be finished.

No matter whether Wang Yang succeeds or not, Yungong mountain must find Mo Wudi's whereabouts.

No. 4 is very leisurely looking at Yungong mountain, it seems that he doesn't mean to do it.

"Ha ha, you just stay here honestly. I don't like fighting and killing. Anyway, I just have to delay you. When Mr. Mo comes, you will die."

Yungong mountain is biting its teeth, and the green tendons on its forehead are springing up.

"You are not my opponent!" he roared

"Oh? Is it? Then I don't understand. Now the alley is full of silk thread. What can you do? "

Yungong mountain squinted and glared at No. 4: "go to hell!"