[That depends on whether you have the ability!] After Luo Mang finished speaking, he stood up and retreated aside. He understood that it was the battlefield for these two people now...

The young man did not stop him, but just glanced at the person in the black windbreaker and said: [Are you a member of the wolf group?]

The man in black just nodded lightly, feeling a little difficult to understand the young man's strength.

However, they have experienced these assassins who survived on the brink of death and were not afraid of them, so they said: [Since they are all killers, then rely on their ability.]

[Okay, I'll see what's so great about your wolf group.] The young man nodded lightly, and a dagger suddenly appeared in his hand. No one could see clearly how the dagger came out. Just a flash, the dagger appeared.

In my hand, under the colorful lights of the nightclub, the cold light of the dagger was even worse.

puff!

The man in black did not say anything, flipped his right hand and appeared in his hand, and then flew towards the young man at an extremely fast speed.

[Not bad, a bit interesting!]

The young man was still like a game of life. His figure rushed towards the man in black at a very fast speed. The direction of the dagger was exactly the throat of the man in black.

bite!

bite!

bite!

The dagger and the military struck nine times in a row in the moment when the two intersected each other. Both of them had strong strength, and the four sparks burst out at the intersection, which showed how dangerous the scene was.

The young man saw his opponent blocking the military slaughter of his dagger and chuckled: [It's getting more and more interesting.] As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a scream from behind the man in black. It was the sound made by Luo Python.

A dagger was quietly inserted into his chest, but this time there was an extra card beside him, depicting a blood-colored card of a hideous ghost.

[Fix it quickly, time waits for no one!] A voice came slowly from behind, and a young man walked out, with a man in black in front and back.

[Why are you here?] The young man frowned slightly as he looked at the young man who appeared. He finally had a person who was playing tricks on him, but he was easily destroyed by him. A tone of dissatisfaction flashed through his mouth.

[The captain said, and the boss's order: Tonight, the wolf group will be washed away by blood, no matter any means or scheme.] A cold smile hung on the corner of the young man's mouth, and he said lightly: [One hour of mission, if you can't complete it, you will be sent to Africa.

Do you want to go to the base for pioneering operations?]

[depressed--]

The young man didn't expect that this was the case. Finally, he looked at the man in black with a little apology and said: [I'm sorry, I don't want to go to the place where the ghost in Africa doesn't go, so I can only let you die.] After saying that, he

The dagger in his hand pierced into the man in black at an incredible angle.

Looking at his chest, the man in black's eyes were full of incredible. He could easily block the opponent's attack just now, but why could the opponent easily kill him in a blink of an eye? He slowly raised his head and looked at

He twitched his throat and asked, [What's going on, why is this?]

[Because you are just a toy, and you are not qualified to be my opponent.] A faint smile appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth.

After saying that, he walked out of the nightclub side by side with the later young man, leaving behind the panicked bartenders and a limited number of Hua'antang minions.

Looking at the two young men leaving, the man in black fell down with reluctance. He couldn't believe it until he died, and he died easily.

Plaything, is this a satire to yourself?

The same incident not only happened in Fanghua Nightclub, but also in Hua'antang General Hall was attacked, and a group of core members in the General Hall were also killed.

In the provincial party committee compound, Yang Hong has not gone out for the past two days and has been with his mother because he knows that his opponent will definitely come here.

Just when Longcheng was in a turmoil because of the secret struggle between the two major forces of ** and Hua'antang, a dark shadow appeared outside the window of Yang Hong's house in the middle of the night.

The black shadow looked at the room without lights and suddenly had an illusion, feeling that the room was like a terrifying beast trying to choose someone to eat.

Suddenly, the black shadow felt a little retreating.

[Your Excellency, since you are here, please stay.] At this moment, Yang Hong floated out of the window.

[Are you a cultivator?] Black Shadow is not someone else, it is the so-called Uncle Cheng beside Qin Shaoang.

[Yes, you are an ancient martial artist. You can practice ancient martial arts to a level comparable to that of the Golden Elixir stage. Your talent is very good.] Yang Hong's eyes were like torches, and he could see through some of the other party's cultivation at a glance.

[What level of cultivation level can you actually see through my realm?] Uncle Cheng asked loudly, and that was completely questioning the criminal.

[Old guy, I am also in the Golden Pill stage, and it is also in the early stage of the Golden Pill stage. Do you think I can see through your realm?] This guy is not rude, so Yang Hong naturally won’t give him a good color.

[Boy, no one has told you that you are really arrogant.] Although Uncle Cheng was shocked that Yang Hong had the strength of the Golden Pill stage at a young age, he did not regard Yang Hong as an existence that could threaten him.

Because ancient martial artists and cultivators of the same level have great advantages.

[Am I arrogant? Why don’t I think it?] Yang Hong didn’t care about this old guy at all, because in his eyes, this old guy is just a guy who can just raise his hand.

The Qi training stage can be completed and the Great Duke of the Blood Clan in the God-Dissolving Stage has now broken through the first realm of the Dragon Transformation of the Chaos Body, and the realm of cultivation has even reached the early stage of the Golden Pill. Such combat power can be compared to the tribulation.

The cultivator in the stage may have higher combat power, and it is just his conservative estimate compared to the Tribulation Period.

[Boy, you are looking for death -] The old white-haired man finally took action in anger, raised his hand and slapped Yang Hong through the air.

Heart-killing palm, Xuan-level palm technique, an extremely vicious palm technique in ancient martial arts.

Yang Hong did not resist at all, and saw that the vicious palm force fell on him, but the chaos body that entered the Rongyuan Realm was something that ancient martial artists in the Golden Elixir stage could be injured.

[ah--]

It was naturally not Yang Hong who made this scream, but the white-haired old man.

As soon as his palm hit Yang Hong, he felt the strength of his palms flowing into the sea like mud. What shocked him the most was that his majestic internal force continued to flow towards Yang Hong.

[Devil, please let me go soon, otherwise I will tell you to die without a place of burial.] Uncle Cheng shouted loudly in panic.

[If you want me to save you a life, your tone is so arrogant.] Yang Hong's body was slightly lit up, and a huge force broke out, directly knocking Uncle Cheng out.

[ah--]

The white-haired old man suffered a great force and fell from the air to the ground. He immediately screamed and spit out a bunch of blood. His expression was listless.

[Old guy, aren't you unique? You can get rid of me if you have sex.] A flash of body, Yang Hong appeared beside the old man. Looking at the half-dead old guy, he started to scream.

[You demon, dare to practice taboo magic skills like the transformation skills**. Aren’t you afraid of being attacked by the entire supernatural world?] Uncle Cheng suddenly shouted.

[The supernatural world is attacking him. Old guy, it's too hard to talk nonsense. If I destroy you now, who else knows that I will transform my skills? Besides, my magical skills are not yours.

What I said about the shit-making skills**? This is my young master's Devouring Heaven Demonic Art. Although it is also a kind of magic skill, it is much stronger than the shit-making skills you said.] I heard the old guy mention this

After the transformation of the war**, Yang Hong immediately began to refute.

[Boy, you demon, even if I want to die today, I will kill you here.] This white-haired old guy shouted at Yang Hong.

[Old guy, just shout louder. I don’t mind telling you that I have set up a soundproofing formation here, so you should save some effort.]

[You demon, I won’t let you have a good result even if I self-destruct.] This old man Cheng is also strong and then explodes his dantian in his body.

boom!

The majestic explosion quickly shattered the sound insulation formation set up by Yang Hong.

The powerful explosive force shook Yang Hong straight out, hit a ground, and then plowed out a deep gully.

[Damn, this old guy's self-destruction is really terrifying. It actually hurts me.] Although he was injured by this huge explosion, Yang Hong didn't care at all. This self-destruction is more terrifying than that terrible sky

In terms of the disaster, it was simply a playhouse. Apart from leaving more than a dozen blood marks on him, he did not hurt him at all.
Chapter completed!