Chapter 565 Shadow Team, pawn! [Please give me a gift, please order all]

Author: Ying Ying Xiong

Chapter 565 Shadow Team, pawn! [Please give me a gift, please order all]

Everyone in Pablo Escobar's shadow army exudes a strong aura of blood, and Pablo Escobar's own face is also extremely gloomy.

"Hahaha~ What a joke, am I so easy to kill? How big a wave can you make just by yourself?"

Suddenly, Pablo Escobar laughed like a lunatic. His laughter was full of cruelty and self-confidence, with arrogance and arrogance.

This is the first time I heard a man say in his own territory that he should spare his life.

This is not a big joke.

"Are you sure?" A cold voice sounded slowly, and then they were no longer facing the normal world.

The overwhelming murderous aura was pressing towards them like real substance, and the blood-red skull mask seemed to come alive at this moment.

He seemed to be smiling at everyone.

At this time, the whole world was red, and Zhuang Ming was like a red devil who had just climbed out of hell.

Those empty eyes looked at them indifferently, as if they were looking at a group of dead people.

Pablo Escobar felt like his scalp was exploding. What kind of monster is this?

How many people need to be killed?

What is going on with this boundless murderous intent?

It’s not really that damn organization, is it?

But he asked just now and it was obviously not the case!

At this moment, the guards downstairs rushed up with guns. Although it felt like something was wrong in the room, this was not the time for them to think about it. Protecting Pablo Escobar was theirs.

Task.

"Kill him!" Pablo Escobar shouted coldly with a sharp flash in his eyes.

No matter what kind of monster it is, it is unforgivable to be so arrogant in front of him.

So what if we know his strength?

He just killed some of his ordinary elite men, although the speed was a little faster and the knife was a little sharper.

Others are nothing to be afraid of.

"Haha~ I hate being pointed at a gun." Like a sentence, Zhuang Ming's cold laughter rang in the air.

There was no ridicule or any other emotion.

It just makes people feel the endless cold laughter, just like it is played by a machine, and it can't help but make people's anus tighten.

This means that Zhuang Ming is ready to kill.

He disappeared on the sofa out of thin air and appeared among the crowd behind him.

A scene that horrified Pablo Escobar emerged. His so-called elite private army was chopped like vegetables.

Are there thirty seconds?

No, no, twenty seconds at most!

His eyes were completely unable to lock onto Zhuang Ming's figure.

Not a single shot was fired.

These elites trained on the battlefield and through killing are

Zhuang Ming, wearing a skull mask, slowly walked out of the crowd. Although there was no expression on his face, Pablo Escobar could feel Zhuang Ming's bloodthirsty smile at this moment.

Pfft~

Like an athlete's starting gun, with this sound, blood flowers bloomed from Zhuang Ming's back.

Each bloody head soared into the sky like a ball.

Phew~puff~puff~

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A hundred flowers bloom in Pablo Escobar's office.

Just like a rain of blood, beautiful and touching.

These are the last blooms of his men, at the cost of their lives.

From the moment Zhuang Ming appeared, this scene was doomed.

Zhuang Ming once gave Pablo Escobar a choice, but he gave up.

Those who become kings must be conceited.

Because that position has eroded his heart, the humility and courage he once had have long since disappeared, leaving only excessive pride.

"We can sit down and talk." Pablo Escobar said in a deep voice at this time.

Unfortunately.

"I'm not interested anymore."

Zhuang Ming's cold voice made his eyes shrink suddenly. He didn't expect Zhuang Ming to be so confident. Even he, an S-class genetic warrior, could

Zhuang Ming not only said it, but also did it!

In an instant, his figure had flashed in front of him, and his arms seemed to have escaped into the void.

The Tang Dao, which was as black as ink, suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. It looked like the space had been cut open. It was a mysterious spatial turbulence.

Pablo Escobar felt that he was in the biggest crisis in history at this time. Even if he had not reached the S level back then, he would not have encountered an S-level genetic warrior sent by the Sea Eagle Country.

So dangerous.

The hairs on his whole body stood on end in an instant, and the secret sense of crisis made him even more urgent. His eyes instantly turned completely black, and his broad body suddenly shrank by a large circle.

The clothes of adults are very conspicuous.

While blocking the front with both arms, the legs retreated wildly.

Deng Deng Deng ~

Zhuang Ming also didn't expect Pablo Escobar to have such skills. Not only did he shrink in size, but he also seemed to become a little younger.

Like a dwarf.

But in an instant, Tang Dao was forced to change direction.

"Keng~"

When it hit Pablo Escobar's arm, there was a metallic sound.

"Stop him!" Before Zhuang Ming could recover, Pablo Escobar's cold voice sounded.

His shadow guards immediately rushed forward without fear of death.

But Pablo Escobar himself ran quickly towards his apartment without getting any bigger, but the big clothes didn't seem to stop him from moving at all.

Zhuang Ming was not in a hurry, since he had destroyed the helicopter on the roof anyway.

Where else could he go?

The weakest of each of these eight people is a B-level genetic warrior, and the strongest reaches A-level.

This drug lord Pablo Escobar is really a talent!

There are so many experts gathered together and they are still determined.

Even though he himself escaped, these people stayed behind dutifully.

No one followed him, and he looked like he was dead.

This brainwashing technique works quite well.

What a pity. Drag knife style!

Zhuang Ming's eyes glowed with blood red light!

These people must die today!

The dragging knife style is just an extension of the most basic sword technique. After becoming stronger this time, this dragging knife style is used for the first time.

Next, a scene appeared that surprised Zhuang Ming.

The knife collided with a shadow guard holding a special dagger in front of him.

As expected, of course, it was cut off directly, as well as the guy's head. The dragging knife move was not finished, and he continued to cut off the second man's fist.

but

At the next moment, five people were split into two halves!

After the fist of the second shadow guard was cut off, it was clear that Tang Dao could not touch his body.

But his body was indeed cut off directly by a Tang knife.

From the right shoulder to the left shoulder, the entire wound was as smooth as silk.

The same goes for the other three.

There's obviously still some distance to go.

But it was like being cut off directly by an invisible energy.

The eyes of the five dead people were wide open, full of disbelief. They didn't even know how they died.
Chapter completed!