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Chapter 561 Spike

The night was as snowy as the Scottish man roared, and his already strong body expanded again, growing from two meters to two meters five meters. The strong bear man pulled out a thick iron mace from behind and knocked at the iron gate.

The originally solid iron door was smashed into a pothole and then fell deep inside. The four crazy werewolf broke free from the iron chains on their bodies, took out a large oil hammer that only decoration workers would use, and smashed it wildly at the iron door.

Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom, which was originally quite solid, failed to hold on after a series of hits and collapsed. Ten vampires immediately rushed into the cell and began to look for Reggie Miller.

The signal for help was trembling after the radio waves and was quickly transmitted to the Green Willow Camp. Jiro Musashi was the head of the Green Willow Camp and the squadron leader of the super-powered warrior. He looked at the video signal sent back from the prison. Jiro Musashi frowned: "It's actually a creature of the dark organization. What do they want?" When he was surprised, Musashi Jiro pressed the internal communicator: "Young men gather."

There is a squadron in the Green Willow Camp, with 60 super-powered warriors, ten of whom are responsible for staying behind, and the other twenty are led by Musashi Jiro toward the direction of the Black Stone Prison. They are enough to deal with twenty dark creatures.

Bawangwan sat cross-legged in the room, sniffed his nose hard, and said in a muffled voice: "What a strong murderous aura, what's wrong with it?"

The monk rubbed his neck and then pointed outside: "There are dark creatures attacking the Black Stone Prison." The monk said, stretched out his nose and sniffed: "I can smell the smell of werewolf urine against the wind. These guys are really bold."

Wuwuwu Babi stood up behind Qinglang, and the two dogs were in a high sense of fighting spirit. Qinglang reached out and patted Babi's head: "Don't be impatient, after all, Musashi Jiro is the person in charge of the Green Willow Camp. If he can't even handle this little thing, it's not too late for us to take action."

The sharpness should not be too obvious, especially now. If all that comes is to help the local chickens and dogs, Musashi Jiro can solve them in just a few moves, and Qinglang and others take some action to seize the leader. If the come is very strong and Musashi Jiro cannot deal with it, then he will definitely ask Qinglang for help, and it will be justified when the action is taken.

Unfortunately, Green Wolf has made a lot of calculations and missed another one. If the opponent is very strong, so powerful that Musashi Jiro has no chance to send a signal for help, what should I do?

The sturdy Oliver jumped to the top of the truck, carrying a rocket launcher on his shoulder, pulled the trigger at the fire point that was still resisting in the distance, and a white smoke whistled, blowing the soldiers behind the bunker into pieces of meat.

Oliver smiled and loaded another rocket. When he was about to attack the next target, he suddenly felt creepy and an extremely dangerous aura rose in his heart. Oliver turned around and pulled the trigger behind him.

Jiro Musashi was flying forward like a cannonball, holding two long swords with cold light in his hand, his eyes spitting fire, and his swords overlapped, slashing the sturdy Oliver. Suddenly, the rocket came towards him, and Jiro Musashi's long sword in his left hand moved forward and led the rocket to the other side. The long sword in his right hand flashed with a scattering light and slashed towards Oliver's neck.

The rocket was led aside and exploded, burning and rising flames illuminating the dark night sky. Musashi Jiro was very confident in his sword. He once had a record of cutting nine steel pipes with one knife. Oliver, who looked like a fat bear, had a short and thick neck that was definitely not as hard as the steel pipes.

Looking at the cold white blade, only one hair away from Oliver's neck, Musashi Jiro seemed to have seen the scene of his head flying into the sky and plasma soaring into the sky. It's that simple, just like this, it's just one knife and two pieces.

Is it really that simple? Oliver's face was full of a sarcastic smile. His whole body suddenly burst out. Musashi Jiro felt that the blade cut could not move forward, and the air around his body became sticky, as if a fish was placed in the gradually solidified concrete, struggling hard but unable to get rid of the bad luck of solidification.

"Go to die." Oliver's eyes were brutal, and superpowers exploded. Musashi Jiro, who was imprisoned in the void, curled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and was finally squeezed into a square ball of flesh. The clear sound of bone shattering was as crisp as a firecracker. Musashi Jiro's eyes were full of disbelief. He could not have thought that he would be killed instantly when he met.

Musashi Jiro is not weak, otherwise he would not have been the captain of the super squadron and then was responsible for the entire Green Willow Camp. His sword technique was not superb, but he was at least very good at it. He just died of self-confidence. If he did not underestimate the enemy or not, he would be besieged Oliver step by step with others. Maybe he could not kill Oliver, but at least he would not be killed by Oliver in seconds.

As Musashi Jiro was crushed into a meatball, Oliver said coldly: "Kill them all" and ten fast vampires, and four werewolfs who had been injected with genetic potions and were already violent. Under Oliver's leadership, he charged against the island superpowers.

This night is worthy of heavy writing. All 21 members of the Island Super Power Squadron were killed. The squadron leader Musashi Jiro was killed instantly. What is most surprising is that Oliver had zero casualties, not even a minor injury, and he won the victory like a crushing victory.

The six strong bears seemed to be demolition teams, smashing the door of the cell open, and then starting to look for Reggie Miller. In the innermost cell, a bang and clang bang suddenly came. This was a signal agreed in advance. The bears smashed the door of the cell. Reggie Miller, who had not seen the light of the day for half a month, burst into tears after regaining his freedom.

Yun Xiaohu, standing on the rooftop, stared at everything that happened below in a daze. Who are the people? How could they be so strong? Musashi Jiro, the captain of the island super squadron, has outstanding strength, especially the two long swords in his hand, as fast as the wind, as fast as lightning, and is invincible.

At least Yun Xiaohu has no chance of winning against Musashi Jiro. The two have fought many times and have a win or defeat. Now the strong man who can compete with him is actually killed in one encounter. Is Musashi Jiro too weak? Or is Oliver too strong?

When Xuan Qi saw Yun Xiaohu's shock, he felt the panic of the people around him, and couldn't help but say: "Musashi Jiro thinks he is at home, so he is a little arrogant. One step is wrong and one step is wrong. A master must not make any mistakes in the fight. It is precisely because of that arrogance and conceit that Musashi Jiro's life is ruined."

"That strong white man has space powers, and can only fight in close combat, not in long range attacks. Are you still afraid of facing such a guy?" Xuan Qi's eyes flashed with disdain: "Flying a kite away will kill him. Just that foolish thought about fighting in close combat, but he was abused into a bun..."

After Xuan Qi said this, the originally sluggish morale has risen again. Any strong man has weaknesses. What everyone needs to do is not to use the strong to fight the strong, but to choose the opportunity, choose the method, and rely on the strong to bully the weak.

Xuan Qing and his faint old eyes suddenly flashed, pointing to the convoy that was coming from afar and said, "There is a good show now. The American convoy should be coming, and the prison car is also following behind. It should be the extradition of the genius hacker Reggie Miller."

Everyone's attention was attracted. As the island's super-powered warriors were all destroyed, there was no resistance in the Blackstone Prison. Seeing that these dark creatures were about to rescue the target and evacuate, who knew that by chance, the American convoy emerged again.

Oliver also felt anxious, but he still had a trump card in his hand. After all, this is on the land of other countries. The faster the movement, the better, and the more dreams you will be when the night grows.

When the two bears lifted Reggie Miller out, a smile appeared on Oliver's face: "I saw that you were not dead, it's really..." A violent whine suddenly came from his ears. Oliver immediately turned around, and the super energy in his body exploded, and a bang sounded and a high-speed spinning shield was knocked back by the super energy.

A white five-pointed star was painted on the blue shield. The captain of the United States, wearing a tight suit and a cloak, looked at Oliver opposite him. At the same time, he also saw Reggie Miller and immediately said to the communicator on his shoulder: "I found the target person, he is breaking through jail..."

"Damn" Oliver had anger on his face, and he was about to rescue Reggie Miller, but who knew that such an accident would happen again.

As the captain of the United States called for help, the people from the American Super Power Brigade surrounded him, looking at the corpses on the ground, and looking at the island superpower warriors with different heads. The diplomatic military officers of the island country looked ashen, which was related to national honor and should not be looked down upon by American allies. Although the island country holds the United States' thighs most of the time, some face still needs to be supported.

Qinglang, who was in the mid-money camp, almost bit his teeth after hearing the news that the Musashi Jilang team had been destroyed. This bastard was so embarrassing that he was thrown in front of Midi. It was really unforgivable. Qinglang was so angry that he appeared in front of the Black Stone Prison with Kamiko and others.

The island country is a particularly strange country. Midi is like their father. On the one hand, they respect Midi. On the other hand, they fantasize about surpassing Midi. When they should bend down, they can kneel down and lick when they should be straightened, and when they should bend, they can still bend.

Looking at the increasing number of enemies, Oliver frowned and quietly got into the truck. Then he opened the row of iron sheets on the truck. The cold iron sheets were pulled open to reveal rows of launch ports. Ten warheads with dim liquid flashed, and dazzling light burst into the night.

"What is that?" Xuan Qi whispered: "Why always give me a breath of extreme danger?

Guan Chenglong can not only control the strong wind, but also have a pair of eyes that are like an eagle and a falcon. After a little look, his face suddenly changed: "It's the sarin poison gas."

"I'll go, this is a big deal." Xuan Qi was shocked. He didn't expect that Mask Island had this trump card. According to the content of these sarin poison gases, if all of them were fired, it would be possible to poison half of the people in Tokyo City by wind.

The old man said uneasy again: "Let's go, I always feel that something bad will happen."

The captain of the United States also saw a yellow warhead on the roof of the truck. After being stunned, his face changed drastically. He asked the American ambassador to the island country: "Is it a sarin gas?"
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