At the foot of Li Jun is a low hill near the coast. The sea is endless, there is no wind and waves are three feet, and the sea water hits the rocks on the shore, and there are bursts of clattering sounds from time to time.

As far as his eyes could see, Li Jun had already found the smugglers who were waiting in the rocks on the shore to meet them. In the blink of an eye, Li Jun flew towards a pine tree that was more than fifty meters away from him.

On the pines growing in the crevices of the rocks, two men in black were staring at Li Jun with pistols. These two people are the secret whistle of the smugglers who are in charge of watching the wind. When Li Jun appeared on the beach, these two people were still wondering. Now it's past twelve o'clock at night. Is the guy a fool or a lunatic?

Before the thought in his mind disappeared, the figure in front of him had disappeared. In the midst of surprise, he felt that his neck was grabbed by a hard hand and fluttered down the tree.

The two of them were lying on the rock under the tree, watching the man take the pistol in his hand and put it on his waist, but his limbs were soft, and he couldn't understand the slightest bit. Only then did he realize that this man was neither a fool nor a lunatic. It's a kung fu master.

After getting the dark whistle, Li Jun came to Tian Hai, who had long been lurking behind the rock, and handed the pistol seized from the dark whistle to Tian Hai, and said in a low voice, "Second at the back of your side. In the woods 100 meters away, there are also twenty-six people who are responding to each other, remember, don’t shoot easily, so as not to expose the target.”

Before he finished speaking, Li Jun rose up into the sky and disappeared in a flash. It wasn't until his shadow disappeared that a faint voice came from Tian Hai's ear: "The left is yours." Tian Hai jumped up and quickly led the four men to the grove that Li Jun said.

The amount of the upcoming shipment is relatively large, and there are as many as 30 people here to pick up the shipment this time. They have done this kind of thing a lot in the past, and that time it was smooth and nothing happened. This time, I felt that there were secret guards all around, and more than 20 people hiding in the woods actually took a nap against the tree trunk.

Li Jun quietly resolved the two dark posts, and then approached the woods covertly. Tian Hai and his four men sneaked into the woods from the left side of the hill. Through the sparse moonlight, he saw that there were about seven or eight people in black clothes taking a nap against the roots of the tree. Tian Hai waved his hand, and the five people rushed towards the men in black.

The man in black hadn't reacted yet, and several people had already fallen down with an "ah". However, there are obviously masters among these people. At the same time as the opponent's person fell, a strong wind rushed towards Tian Hai Mianmen. Instead of retreating, Tian Hai moved forward, smashing his iron fist at the figure on the opposite side, but his arm felt numb for a while, and he took two steps back to stand firm.

A cold snort sounded in his ear, the figure was fast, and he didn't give Tian Hai a chance to breathe, and punched Tian Hai's chest again. This actually aroused Tianhai's ferocity. With a low whistle, Tian Haiyou stepped up, and a dull "puff" sounded. The two instantly attacked eight punches and sixteen legs, and each stepped back two steps. Both secretly admire each other's toughness.

The man saw that the person on his side was lying on the ground and did not respond. The four accomplices of the other side had already surrounded him. He stretched out his hand and pulled out the pistol from his waist.

Unfortunately, just as he raised the gun in his hand, a shadowy figure flashed past, and the gun in his hand was already in someone else's hands. Li Jun stood beside Tian Hai and said with a smile: "Tian Hai, this is not a competition, what rules do you tell him?"

Tian Hai waved his hand, and the five people rushed up at the same time. With a burst of punches and kicks, the man finally fell down unwillingly. Li Jun walked in front of him slowly, and asked in a cold and stern voice, "Tell me, when will the vehicle you pick up arrive? How will you contact the smuggling boat in a while?" The man gasped and asked Li Jun's question. It doesn't make sense.

"Hey, don't you cry without seeing the coffin?" Li Jun said, reached out and grabbed the man's wrist, and his **** exerted a little force, but the man's wrist bone was already broken in response to the crisp creaking sound. "Ah," he opened his mouth wide, but before he could shout, Li Jun had already reached out to cover his mouth. "Don't tell me, I'm very impatient, don't tell me I'll crush your hand."

"Don't tell me." That man was not suffering from the flesh and blood of his hands. He was completely frightened by Li Jun's might. This guy is simply not a human being. With just two fingers, he can easily crush his wrist bones. How much strength does it take? The man in black knew that when Li Jun said that he crushed his other hand, he would never just talk about it. Even if he persists, in addition to adding a few amputated limbs, others have ways to torture himself.