Two cold lights flashed by, and Mr. Xiong's two extremely sharp short swords, like lightning that tore through the sky, came to Mr. Zhang in an instant, carrying an unparalleled power and slashed towards Mr. Zhang hard.

These two swords are one of Mr. Xiong's biggest tricks. Through the brief battle before, he realized that his absolute strength cannot be compared with Mr. Zhang. There is no other way except to fight to the death.

Ding! Ding!

The next moment, Mr. Xiong's two short knives suddenly stood in the air and did not move. Mr. Zhang stretched out his hands and clamped the short knives tightly with two fingers.

"What!"

Mr. Xiong was shocked. No matter how hard he exerted, he could no longer move the short knife. Mr. Zhang's two inconspicuous hands instantly turned into two huge rocks that could not be crossed.

"You, you..." Mr. Xiong stopped abruptly before he finished speaking, because his mouth opened wide in an instant.

I saw that Young Master Zhang exerted force on his hands, and his two short knives burst out with a fire, and was broken by Young Master Zhang.

Moreover, seeing Mr. Zhang's relaxed and calm look, it seemed like breaking two pieces of tofu.

Mr. Xiong's shock could not be expressed in words. The two short knives were made of stainless steel that fused x7 ore, and their hardness was comparable to diamond! They were actually broken with one pair of hands, no, with two fingers.

What is even more exaggerated is that Zhang Dashao’s two fingers were not clamped on the belly of the knife, but were clamped on the tip of the knife and broke the short knife into two sections. I don’t know how difficult it is.

What kind of freak is the superior who wants to kill himself? Mr. Xiong's heart began to become unsure.

"Who are you?" The guy asked blankly with his eyes wide open.

"You come and kill me, don't you know who I am?" said Mr. Zhang, throwing the two short knives in his hand to the ground, kicked it up, and fucked it directly on Mr. Xiong's chest.

Mr. Xiong was in a huge shock and did not react at all. He was kicked to the ground by Master Zhang.

The knife in his hand also landed on the ground.

"Why do you want to kill me? Who sent you?" Young Master Zhang stood still as if he was still in the same place, as sharp and upright as the trees around him.

Mr. Xiong did not answer, bit his lips tightly, staring at Mr. Zhang. The Buddha was an animal at the end of his life. When facing the animals that preyed on him, he suddenly bounced up from the ground, and then touched the short knife on the ground, and rushed towards Mr. Zhang again.

Like the previous move, Mr. Xiong had no room for action. His two swords were shot away by Mr. Zhang from a distance from Mr. Zhang.

Mr. Zhang was not polite to this punch. Even though he admired Mr. Xiong, he was not patient to fight this guy one by one. Besides, this guy was an enemy, and Mr. Zhang did not hold back any longer.

puff!

Mr. Xiong staggered back a long distance, and finally opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of blood, but he didn't stop for a moment, as if he hadn't noticed it, and his eyes were full of determination, and he rushed towards Mr. Zhang again.

Young Master Zhang waved his hand and rushed in from Mr. Xiong's dazzling attack with one hand. He grabbed Mr. Xiong's neck with a snap, then turned his body and pressed Mr. Xiong on the tree next to him.

Mr. Xiong seemed to be locked in iron chains and could no longer move.

"Say, who asked you to kill me?" Mr. Zhang stared at Mr. Xiong's eyes, activated the magic pupil technique and asked in a deep voice.

Mr. Xiong is different from the previous killer. He is a tough guy. Young Master Zhang can tell at a glance that even if he kills Mr. Xiong, he will not reveal his true feelings. Therefore, Young Master Zhang simply doesn’t bother to use the magic eye technique directly.

His body trembled slightly, and Mr. Xiong's eyes immediately became so turbid, and he answered mechanically: "No. 3 sent me to kill you."

No. 3! Mr. Zhang was energetic. It was indeed No. 3. I didn’t expect that this guy would do something to him so soon. It seems that many of the things he has done these days must have fallen into No. 3’s eyes.

"Who is No. 3?" Mr. Zhang asked again immediately.

"He is my person in charge." Mr. Xiong replied immediately without any hesitation.

"What is the name of No. 3 and what is its identity?"

"I have no idea."

After thinking about it, Mr. Zhang asked again: "Are you a member of the God of Death Organization?"

Mr. Xiong nodded.

"Then why do you know how to witch things?"

"Most of the people in the God of Death use Gu insects, but there are also a very small number of people who do not use Gu insects. These people are specially used by the God of Death to deal with special targets."

Special goal? Isn’t it just me? Mr. Zhang asked all the information about the god of death again, which disappointed him but expected that Mr. Xiong did not provide much useful information.

"Tell me everything about No. 3."

The content stated by Mr. Xiong is roughly similar to Huang Feihong, but one thing is that because Mr. Xiong does not use Gu insects, he cannot use Gu insects for transmission on No. 3. The contact between him and Mr. Xiong is carried out through a micro-locator implanted in the body.

At the same time, Mr. Xiong also had a chip in his mind to receive messages sent by No. 3.

There is a self-destructing device on that locator. Once there is any abnormality, the locator will automatically detect it and explode within 0.5 seconds, blowing Mr. Xiong to pieces.

Young Master Zhang couldn't help but lit up. With this locator, he could have a way to counter-track and determine where No. 3 was. Then, it would be possible to find No. 3.

"Integrated locator?" Zhang Dashao swept his mind and immediately found a small piece of metal the size of a thumb cover in the lower left corner of Mr. Xiong's belly. Needless to say, it was the locator.

"Mr. Xiong, I know you are doing business for No. 3, but you must hate No. 3 very much." Mr. Zhang removed the magic eye technique at this time, lowered his head and glanced at Mr. Xiong casually, and said.

Mr. Xiong recovered from his sanity. The first thing he heard was his words for No. 3. He couldn't help but ask in surprise: "How did you know?"

He couldn't help but be surprised that the matter about No. 3 was absolutely confidential, and even the closest people did not know how this person knew.

"How I know doesn't matter. What's important is that I also hate No. 3. There is a saying that the enemy's enemy is a friend. I think we can work together to deal with No. 3 together." Zhang Dashao said slowly.

Mr. Xiong immediately moved when he heard this. His biggest dream in his life was to get rid of the shackles of No. 3. Unfathomable people like Mr. Zhang also had to deal with Mr. Zhang. He was subconsciously happy.
Chapter completed!