The leading position is passed to Zhuang Chong?

Zhuang Chong was stunned when he heard Chen Zhongluo's words.

In fact, if you want to talk about it, he can barely be considered half a member of the Hongmen, because there was a brand that Wei Zhengyuan had previously passed on to Zhuang Chong. Zhuang Chong said that he was a member of the Hongmen, and I believe no one dared to say a word.

But Zhuang Chong never thought about such a thing. He was used to being alone, so how could he be willing to put a shackle on himself? Moreover, this shackle still has a shackle of tens of thousands of gangs.

That is, people like Lei Bao who have a bad brain are willing to grab the leader of Lao Shizi.

"Mr. Chen, don't worry, although I am not from the Hongmen, with my friendship with Mr. Zhao Lingzhi and your hardships during this period, I will definitely do my best to help Hongmen. And you may not be in danger,

Although this woman is as cold as an ice skate, she is not actually a person who kills innocent people. I believe she may have something to come to you. I will wait for you to come back in San Francisco." said solemnly.

Chen Zhongluo shook his head and said, "I hope so. But I have to make the worst plan. By the way, I will tell you the hidden place of Jin Buhuan's real book, and you can take it out as soon as you go back."

As he said that, Chen Zhongluo was about to attach himself to Zhuang Chong's ear and told Zhuang Chong where he would not be able to hide his true capital.

But before he could say it, he suddenly heard a sound explosion from the air, as if a jet was coming from the low altitude.

The deafening voice made everyone present cover their ears, except for the woman in white. She seemed to have not heard it, standing quietly in place, her eyes didn't even turn, and she didn't care about what was going on.

Fortunately, the sonic boom lasted less than 10 seconds, otherwise, Zhuang Chong and others would be shaken by the ears.

Accompanied by the sonic boom, there was also dust rushing to the sky, like a tornado. Small tornados often occur in the Grand Canyon of Colorado, but such unpredictable tornados are rare.

Even the special forces members who have been stationed here for many years have a look of confusion on their faces.

When the sand and dust dissipated, the doubt on their faces immediately turned into shock.

Because, in the center of sand and dust, there was actually a person standing!

The man had a pair of strange eyes, his hair was tied behind him, as if he was a literary artist. But his body was spotless and clean, as if he was a young man from a noble family.

The only thing that makes people feel a little uncomfortable is his strange eyes, although they shine with gray-purple light, they cannot hide their smallness. At a glance, they will have an illusion of deer-headed and mouse-headed appearance. But he has an outstanding overall temperament.

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This strange feeling is mixed together, not to mention how uncomfortable it is.

After a solemn look, I couldn't help frowning, just as if I was born to be disgusted with this person, and I felt disgusted when I saw him.

Coincidentally, the man also turned his head gently and looked at Zhuang Chong.

He looked at the solemn eyes with a hint of contempt and a hint of sneer, and a hint of murderous intent.

Zhuang Chong didn't even know where his emotions came from.

"Who are you?" The special forces captain no longer wanted to meddle in other people's business, but he still asked for it out of his duty.

When this person appeared just now, he seemed to be riding a tornado, and he was obviously a master.

The special forces captain was preparing to ask a question on a routine basis, and then he retreated. He asked "Who are you?" without any pain, so he couldn't just anger him, right?

The special forces captain's abacus was very good, and he had even quietly issued an order to retreat.

However, he never expected that it was just because of an ordinary question that ruined his life.

The human-sexy eyes flashed, then moved away from Zhuang Chong, then slowly looked at the special forces captain and said, "Not everyone is qualified to ask me, I'm sorry, you obviously don't."

He spoke English, skillful and fluent, and also had the elegance of British aristocratic.

"What do you mean?" the special forces captain was stunned and asked immediately.

"It's not interesting, I just want to kill you." The man still answered slowly, his hands twisted together, and kept twisting his knuckles.

"You dare! We are in the Marine War..." Before the special forces captain finished speaking of his identity, he suddenly widened his eyes and stopped moving.

A huge shadow suddenly appeared in his pupils.

But it was transformed from the strange man.

Zhuangzhong was also suffocating his breath, and his pupils became very big in an instant. This incredible scene made Zhuangzhong have an illusion for a moment. Isn’t this dreaming?

A pair of dark red wings suddenly appeared behind the strange man. They said they were wings, but they were not very similar. Because the pair of wings had no streamlined arc structure, they looked more like two large triangles and two small triangles.

The pairs are put together to form a symmetrical structure of the double wings.

From a distance, it looks quite like a dragonfly wing, but the lines are too stiff, as stiff as a cold blade.

After the wings appear, they slowly grow and eventually grow to more than two meters before they stop.

On each wing, there was a blood-colored eye, blinking constantly, and the flowing dark red aura wrapped around the wings, as if blood was constantly injecting into the wings.

Looking at the pair of wings solemnly, his eyes suddenly felt ache in pain and he hurriedly closed his eyes.

"What a strong evil spirit! These seem to be completely condensed by evil spirit!" said solemnly in his heart.

However, the degree of condensation of this evil spirit is beyond solemn imagination. It actually exists like a entity. How much evil spirit does it take to be continuously purified and squeezed to form?

And, what can this wing do?

Before the solemn thoughts were left out, the strange man gave him the answer.

The man let out a creeping laugh, and then the blood-colored wings behind him suddenly spread out. As the strange man disappeared, the ripples of the air stirred by the blood-colored wings continued to ripple several meters away.

When the ripples dissipated, the strange man's figure appeared behind the special forces captain.

The special forces captain covered his neck in disbelief, as if he wanted to say something, but he could not say a word. A bunch of blood burst out, all of which were scattered on the wings embedded in his neck, and were on the wings.

The eyes wriggled and absorbed quickly.

In less than two seconds, the special forces captain quickly shriveled and turned into a mummy.

"Ah, devil, he is the devil!"

"God bless you, come and kill this devil!"

"Shoot, shoot!"

The special forces team members were in a mess and shouted all kinds of noises. The only thing that was consistent was the movements in their hands.

They turned their guns and spit out flames at the strange man.

But the strange man laughed strangely, and the wings behind him suddenly closed forward, instantly blocking all the bullets shot at him.

The next moment, his figure had already appeared beside the two special forces members. With a fight with both wings, his sharp triangle wings cut into the necks of the two men, instantly sucking the two men into mummies.

This strange and terrifying method of killing made everyone present tremble.

Even Zhuangzhong felt a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't understand what this person was using. Magical instruments were not like magical instruments, and Taoist techniques were not like Taoist techniques.

Silent, like killing a chicken and a duck, eleven special forces team members were instantly killed by the man's strange wings, and without exception it turned into wing feeds, and the blood in the body was sucked dry by the wings.

The wings that sucked the blood of eleven people became more and more bright, and the rich blood color flowed on the tip of the wings, as if it was about to drip down, and bursts of blood came into the mouth and nose, which was disgusting.

"I didn't expect that you would really make you become a yin shape. Aren't you afraid of retribution?" At this time, the woman in white who had been indifferent suddenly spoke.

"Retribution?" The strange man's sharp voice sounded. "Haha, Song Ling, do you think these two words are useful to people like us? Or do you have no courage to fight with the sky?"

The woman in white kept changing her face and said lightly: "The retribution does not come from God, but from the dark void. Maybe one day you will feel it."
Chapter completed!