With Hartengyu's words, all the masters of the sect came out.

After leaving this sea view hotel, a group of assassins in the gate walked openly on the street. They ignored the masters of the three-dimensional material world and regarded the people here as inferior. They did not have the low-key attitude to the assassin. They were obviously a bunch of black and gangs who were scattered all over the alley.

As the assassin instructor of Ha Tengyu, who is a 10-year-old man in the family, walks in front of the team and feels like a big golden sword, and he simply ignores anyone on both sides of the street.

"Damn! Which force is this? Why do you feel so arrogant?"

"Slander has been a bit lively recently. It is understandable that powerful forces like the Madman Corps are arrogant. Why are other bobcat beasts so awesome?"

"Look at these guys, they are obviously foreign, and they are all so weak, and they dare to take advantage of the road on the streets of Slanda. I'm really looking for death but not the right place."

Many Slanders walking on the street looked at these assassins with a very gloomy face.

One of the big white men with red hair and beard blocked across the front of the assassins with their naked upper body.

The muscles on this big head are twisted and twisted, and the chest muscles and abdominal muscles are as strong as granite. There is a bullet belt hanging on his left shoulder, covered with three-inch-long large armor-piercing bullets. On his right shoulder, he is carrying a M113 super fully automatic heavy machine gun known as a small impact cannon.

"Hey, where did you group of weak chickens come from?"

The big red-bearded man tilted his neck and looked at Ha Tengyu, who was headed by the gate, and said in a condescending manner: "Little Oriental, look at you all look like thin monkeys, don't you know how to keep a low profile while walking on the streets of Slanda?"

choke!

After the big red-bearded man said contempt, all the masters of the sect took a step forward, and as soon as they took a step, a sharp blade seemed to be out of the sheath on their bodies.

If he was a real martial arts master, facing the aura of these assassins, he would probably be so scared that he turned around and flashed.

But this red-bearded man is obviously different. This guy has a great reputation in Slanda. He doesn't know how many people he killed in this life. He has long lost his mind.

Facing the murderous look of the crowd of the Zhangmen, the big red-bearded man still tilted his head and said, "What's wrong, are you still not convinced? You weak guys, I can slap half of it with one slap. Killing you is just a matter of two slaps, and there is no need to waste any bullets."

"Hehe, Sunnyaldo got angry."

"Normal, look at these twenty oriental people who are so thin and dare to occupy the road. Isn't this uncomfortable?"

"These Orientals are not tall and are so awesome. They are obviously Easterners."

Obviously, the murderers of Slanda didn't know that the East had become a biochemical hell, and they regarded a group of masters from the West as Easterners.

Moreover, the other Slanders were very optimistic about this big man named Sunnyaldo, thinking about watching the joke of the assassin of the Zhangmen.

But these people have ignored one thing. The figures of these assassins in front of them are indeed impossible to compare with those of Western murderers, but often the more such a person is, the more terrifying he will be.

Compared with these Western big guys, Liu Feng is a little over 8 meters tall, but he is the king of Slander.

"That leader is arguably. They are going to choose the underworld!"

"What has happened to the underworld? Why did the Madman Corps target them first, and now they have attracted a group of top Eastern masters?"

Shh!

Just as everyone was talking, a sloppy old man made a gesture of silence, and then said with a smile: "Is it useful for everyone to guess blindly? Since someone is targeting the underworld, let's go and have a look at the fun! Anyway, I don't believe that these people can choose the underworld, but there will be a fierce battle, which is certain."

"Yes, go, take a look."

"These Orientals didn't take us seriously, and they even said that we were roadblocks. I want to see how miserable they will be after they really face the underworld."

"Let's go and have a look."

So a group of Slanda's fierce men rushed towards the underworld at Slanda's station, and the team was getting bigger and bigger like snowballs.

At the same time, the judge and others also received news of someone coming in the street where the underworld was located, in the small building on the head of the building.

The judge, who was originally seriously injured, still had a pale face at this time. He sat on the head of the bed reliably but smiled, "Zhangmen, a group of assassins are coming openly. OK, everyone is ready to welcome him. Let's work harder and try to kill half of these assassins before the boss comes back."

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