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Chapter 225 The Terrible Duanmu Yong

Just after Zuo Xiu got in the car, he was in a tall building in the distance.

A man quickly ran to the third floor and entered a rough room that had not yet been decorated.

There were seven people sitting in the rough room, some white and some yellow. Each of them was muscular and strong, and their bodies exuded a strong smell of blood.

Outside the rough house, there was a smoking man standing, seemingly casually looking at the beauties on the street, but he was actually a lookout.

"Just now, that boy left and got into a car to treat someone. Do you want to follow him?"

The man who entered the room announced the news he had just seen.

"Of course we have to follow him. The purpose of our coming to the mainland is to kill him and get the dragon talisman!"

A strong man with muscles all over his body said, his eyes filled with the desire to kill.

"That's right, five mercenary teams have arrived in the capital, and we must be the first to get the Dragon Talisman!"

A Western man with a hooked nose also laughed.

These mercenaries suddenly felt their blood boiling. As soon as they mentioned killing, the killing in their bodies seemed to be on fire.

"Yong! Now you wait, I will tear off that kid's head in a moment and avenge you!"

A tall West Asian man sitting on the ground suddenly stood up, his eyes were cold.

Duanmu Yong stood at the window, wiping a bronze sword in his hand. His expression was lifeless, but his eyes were shining with resentment:

"No! Sha Zhou, this time, I must kill him with my own hands! Use his blood to feed my divine sword!"

Seeing the bronze sword in Duanmu Yong's hand, Sha Zhou felt a chill in his heart for no reason.

Since owning this bronze sword, Duanmu Yong has become like a god of death. It's so terrifying!

Everyone was ready to move. The American who had been silent all this time had golden pupils, and his deep voice suddenly sounded:

"Don't forget, our captain hasn't come back yet!"

This sentence made everyone's excited expressions suddenly turn silent.

"While retreating, I saw the captain also retreating, but for some reason, he suddenly...disappeared!"

The only sniper in the mercenary team said that recalling that scene, he still feels incredible.

How could a living God of War suddenly disappear out of thin air?

No one believed this fantastic event.

But Xiang Yuntao did disappear and did not come back for two full hours.

silence!

All the mercenaries felt incredible.

"According to the rules, if Xiang Yuntao doesn't come back within 6 hours, we will re-elect a captain! At that time, I will be your new captain! Everyone must obey my orders!"

The Americans said that his name is Andrew, he is a first-level Martial God, and he is also the only Martial God in the Wolf Mercenary Team besides Xiang Yuntao.

At this moment, he has the absolute ability to become the captain. After saying this, he scanned the audience, his eyes full of fierceness.

No one spoke, the strong were respected, and everyone could only express their surrender!

Andrew smiled proudly.

Duanmu Yong slowly turned around at this moment. He stared at Andrew and said word by word: "The new captain should be mine!"

The smile on Andrew's face disappeared, and he said ferociously: "You brat who was exterminated, are you provoking me?"

Duanmu Yong's face darkened, and his figure suddenly rushed towards him.

Andrew snorted coldly, and punched him hard. This punch was enough to shatter the opponent's shoulder bone, teaching him a profound lesson.

But the next second, before he could swing his fist, Duanmu Yong was like a ghost, and the bronze sword was already lying across his neck.

Andrew felt a chill on his neck, and his expression changed drastically.

"I said, the new captain is mine. If it happens again, I will cut off your head!"

Duanmu Yong said coldly, his voice was like the declaration of death, and his eyes were filled with endless black energy.

Everyone felt an extremely cold breath emanating from his body, but no one could see that the bronze sword poured endless black energy into his body, forming a black energy that rushed through his body.

On the eight meridians!

It is this black energy that gives him the power of a god of death!

Feeling the threat of death, Andrew could only nodded.

He looked at Duanmu Yong with only fear in his eyes. At that moment, he felt as if he had been harvested by the god of death.

"From now on, I am the new captain of the Wolf Mercenary Team. As for the rules, they are bullshit! Do you have any objections?"

Duanmu Yong held the bronze sword and scanned everyone with his dark eyes. Everyone felt cold and did not dare to speak.

"Captain Duanmu, I support you! So now, are we going to kill that kid?"

As Duanmu Yong's only friend, Sha Zhou was the first to stand up.

Duanmu Yong shook his head: "Don't worry, no one can snatch the dragon talisman from Zuo Xiu except me. The other four mercenary teams will all be killed by him!"

This sentence shocked everyone.

The four mercenary teams are all among the top ten in the world. The strength of each of them is quite terrifying. Moreover, each mercenary team selected by the mercenary alliance this time has two Martial Gods!

It is unimaginable for a young doctor to kill four mercenary teams and eight warrior gods.

Looking at everyone's doubtful eyes, Duanmu Yong's lips showed a smile: "Believe me, no one can kill Zuo Xiu! The mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole is behind. I will kill him after he kills all the mercenary teams.

Him! By then, we will become the number one mercenary team in the world!"

Hearing this sentence and looking at Duanmu Yong's death-like face, everyone believed it inexplicably, and even started to get excited and crazy inside.

Becoming the first mercenary team is definitely the highest honor.

As mercenaries, the kind of killing in their bones makes each of them look forward to reaching the top!

In this way, the wolf mercenary team became quiet. They were like a vicious wolf lurking in the night, ready to tear into pieces of fat prey at any time.



After an hour of turbulence, Zuo Xiu finally arrived at Miyun Reservoir.

The area around the reservoir is deserted, all covered with deep mountains and old forests. There is only a row of ancient brick houses next to the reservoir dam.

There is a reservoir guardian living in the room, who is what the middle-aged woman calls a patient.

After getting off the bus at the dam, the taxi turned around and drove away.

"The patient is inside."

The middle-aged woman pointed to the door and walked into another room. She did not appear again for a long time.

Master Zuo Xiuyi was bold and strode in.

As soon as he walked in, he was startled. Under the dim light, there was a blind man sitting in the room!

This blind man has a strange appearance. He is in his sixties, his hands are as skinny as wood, and half of his face is sunken, as if it has been corroded by sulfuric acid.

Hearing the footsteps, the blind man asked expressionlessly: "Is this the genius doctor Zuo?"

Zuo Xiu looked at the blind man. He seemed to have no cultivation. He smiled slightly and said, "It's me. What's your name?"

The blind man said: "My name is Ao Zhao. The Lord of the Black Dragon ordered me to wait for you here. After annihilating the wolf mercenary team, the Lord of the Black Dragon said that you can cure my eyes?"

Zuo Xiu smiled playfully: "I can cure your eyes right now!"

The blind man suddenly raised his head and looked at Zuo Xiu with empty eyes, an incredible expression on his face.


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