Paris, Europe.

Chinatown slaughterhouses account for 40% of the Paris meat market. Whether it is day or night, there are a large number of workers busy slaughtering creatures and processing them into various types of meat.

Unlike usual, this place was indeed deserted tonight. Except for dozens of security guards who were patrolling, no workers were seen. As for the reason, it was because the boss who controlled the slaughterhouse and the head of the Hongha family, a first-class Paris family, finally had a son at the age of fifty, so he issued an order to allow all employees of the industry to take two days off with paid leave.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Six ghostly figures appeared silently in a forest behind the slaughterhouse.

In this woods, there are container trucks parked, which are vehicles that usually transport meat out. Because all the workers are on holiday, it is dark and the surroundings are quiet.

"Minghao, look at the time. How long is it before the time marked on the hero post?"

Cui Hao reached out and pulled open the door of a container truck, and after entering the passenger seat, he said calmly.

Yelu Minghao made a dispersed gesture to the four people behind him. After the four young men with full vile energy disappeared into the surrounding night, he entered the driver's seat and whispered: "Boss, it's still half an hour away."

Cui Hao nodded calmly and his eyes fell into the dark night.

Hero post!

It was Cui Hao who came up with the method. If the targets he chose were searched one by one, it would take time. So the compromise method he chose was to speed up the pace and reach a group of experts in the shortest time.

"Um?"

Cui Hao raised his brows and his sharp eyes locked on the dark shadow lurking silently in the distance.

Yelu Minghao glanced at Cui Hao. The moment he pushed open the car door, his figure had already shot out. In just one or two seconds, he stood in front of the black shadow.

"Night Wolf?"

In a black sportswear, night wolf was so thin, with cold light on his eyes. His eyes fell on Yelu Minghao's face wearing a bronze mask and asked coldly: "Heroic post, did you post it?"

Yelu Minghao said coldly: "It's my boss."

Yelang glanced around and quickly locked Cui Hao in the container truck and sneered: "Your boss is really arrogant. However, the person invited by the hero post should not be me, right?"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Three ghostly figures shot from three directions, and in just a moment, they were already standing around the two of them.

"Gaga... I have lived for 60 years, but I have never received hero posts. Not bad, very good, they are all early masters of Wu Zun. It seems that the person who posted hero posts is still quite capable!" A man who looks in his forties, his voice was like foam rubbing against glass, extremely harsh.

"A bullshit hero post, if I weren't curious, I wouldn't bother to come here. Who is the main master? Get out and let me quietly. Do you have three heads and six arms? Or are you brave and bear-hearted? You dare to be so arrogant and domineering!" A middle-aged man had a rebellious look on his face. A sharp dagger in his hand kept flying, forming various sword flowers.

Yelu Minghao said coldly: "On the list of hero posts, the only middle-level strongman in Wu Zun. Budwei De. I am not interested in you, maybe my boss is very interested in you. Ataili, Wu Zun, was in the Asian black boxing competition, and won the title of the top 16 boxing competitions for two consecutive years, and even won two black gold belts. I used to play black boxing competitions. If I had the chance, let's play a good match."

Atelli frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

"grim Reaper!"

Yelu Minghao said coldly.

Ataili became alert in an instant. His eyes were staring at Yelu Minghao and said in a deep voice: "The God of Death who killed Scorpion? It's interesting, it's really interesting. Although Scorpion had fought with me and was seriously injured by me, he was recuperating in bed for several months before he recovered. But if you can kill him, it proves that your strength is very strong. However, you are still a little bit short of fighting with me."

Yelu Minghao did not speak, but instead looked at the thin young man who came here but never spoke: "Gu Da, I like you very much. The killer who is elusive in the killer world and has a very powerful killer. When this party is over, you can join my assassination hall!"

"qualifications……"

Guta slowly uttered two words, his eyes as alert as ever.

Yelu Minghao said indifferently: "I understand what you mean. My boss is qualified to make you loyal."

Time passed, and it was half an hour later in the blink of an eye.

The number of hero posts sent was twenty-six. At this moment, all twenty-six people who received the hero posts came here. They were scattered in every corner, with deep vigilance between each other.

"Bang..."

Cui Hao, wearing a bronze mask, came out of the passenger seat of the container truck.

"Good evening, welcome to you. I sent twenty-six heroic posts, but twenty-six people came here. It seems that you are really talented and bold! You have been recuperating for a long time in the past few years, right? To be honest, I hate your lifeless look. Fighting, fighting, and hovering on the line of life and death can make your strength stronger and stronger and give you the opportunity to surpass billions of people."

Budwei De is the oldest and most powerful among these twenty-six people. When he heard Cui Hao's words, he said with a sarcastic look: "What you said is better than what you sing. Fighting? Fighting? Hovering on the line of life and death? Beyond billions of people? You are not afraid of flashing your big tongue. Those who hide their heads and tails dare not even show their true faces, and dare to speak loudly with us?"

Cui Hao stared at Budweiser and sneered: "Budweiser, I respect you as a little older. This time I speak rudely, I will spare you once. If you commit another crime, I will take your life. If you don't agree, you can try it with me. I will convince you with the will of beating you."

A huge momentum erupted from Budweiser, and the strong murderous intent surged even more wildly. He hooked his finger at Cui Hao and laughed: "Young young man, he is sarcastic. I want to see and see, how can you convince me?"

Cui Hao said coldly: "If I do it, you will give your life to me for the rest of your life and let me drive it. If I can't do it, I will kill you and cut you into pieces."

Budweiser laughed loudly and said, "Okay, okay, that's what you said, don't blame me for bullying the small ones."

Use your fist and palm to hit it, and use your hand to grab the eagle claws.

The fists are as dense as rain, and the whip is crisp and fast.

If Budwei De doesn't take action, he will do all the tricks as soon as he takes action. His moves are very complicated, but because of his deep foundation, he has practiced each move to the point of perfection. Therefore, the seemingly chaotic attack moves are extremely powerful when they are coherent.

Three ways up, middle, and lower.

The space in front of Cui Hao was sealed, and the route of the fists, palms and legs was strange, and it seemed as strong as soft. Among the people present, several masters with high vision changed slightly. They had already recognized that the moves used by Budwei De actually combined Jiu-Jitsu and the meditation return move.

Jiu Jitsu is practiced to the extreme, using softness to overcome hardness, and softness produces hardness. Finally, using Xingyi as the standard to achieve the power of combining hardness and softness. Ordinary people can only use Jiu Jitsu to practice their bodies, and even if they can be used for attacks, the effect is extremely small. However, once a warrior who cultivates true qi integrates Jiu Jitsu into martial arts moves, the power of the explosion will be extremely amazing.

Meditation is a method of regulating the mind for those who practice the Bodhisattva path. Its purpose is to purify the mind, train wisdom, and enter the realm of the truth of all dharmas. The return to the mind is the ultimate killing move of countless people who practice Zen. All the thoughts refer to will be killed.

Budweide was able to integrate the essence of various martial arts into his unique attack moves. This kind of person's attainment in martial arts has obviously reached the peak. Unfortunately, his cultivation level is only in the middle stage of the Martial Master. If he can break through to the Martial Saint realm, he will be above countless warriors in the future and become the Taishan Beidou in martial arts.

As the faces of the audience around him changed slightly, Cui Hao remained calm in the face of danger, his breath was as steady as Mount Tai, his arms swung, and he posed a Tai Chi palm-starting posture in front of his chest. Yin and Yang blended, and the hardness and softness were used. When the palm technique was fast, it was like a storm, full of flying willow catkins. The layers of palm shadows were like endless waves, one wave was stronger than the other, and the power was more powerful.

"Bang bang bang..."

"Smack it..."

A sound of anger exploded, and it sounded as the two men sang together.

Cui Hao has the advantage of speed, strength, but he is not as good as Budweiser's essence in the use of martial arts moves and various moves. In the fight, he was a little unbearable at first on Budweiser's attack. However, as time went by, Cui Hao gradually stabilized his body and began to try to counterattack.

"Who?"

A few loud shouts came from a distance, and the beam of light shining from the flashlight made everyone present frown deeply.

Yelu Minghao said coldly: "Kill them. Forbid anyone to get close."

"yes!"

The four figures behind him disappeared in an instant. After half a minute, the beam of light was getting closer and closer and closer and even the bodies of the security guards who rushed over were hidden in the dark corner.

Cui Hao and Budweiser were not affected, and the battle between the two became more and more intense. Although Cui Hao was confident that he could defeat Budweiser in just a few moves, he did not do so. It was too lucky for him to encounter such a level of competition. He needed to fight and temper his martial arts moves. Only in actual combat can he make leap-like progress.

After more than ten minutes.

Cui Hao became more and more brave as he fought, while Budweide's face became paler.
Chapter completed!