Zhou Huayang was not in a hurry to leave, and gave Furman small punishments and severe punishments, but it had nothing to do with Kelkey and did not blame him.
He planned to stay in Noken City for another two days and chat with Kelki again.
As for Fatty and the others, they had already followed Smith and his party to a relatively remote and backward state in the northern part of Country M.
I heard that it is close to the virgin forest, there are ancient castle buildings nearby, and it is close to human society. The delicate princess Alice will not suffer too much, so it is very suitable for Smith's requirements.
After making several phone calls in succession, I chatted with Zhao Xiaoqian about the current situation.
As evening approached, a sudden movement caught Zhou Huayang's attention.
In the corridor, footsteps were heard in panic as employees and guests left the hotel one after another.
About two to three hundred people evacuated the hotel within ten minutes.
Fire alarm?
Or was there a murder?
No one informed him of his situation.
Zhou Huayang was thoughtful, stood up slowly, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the skyline in the distance, like black spots of wild geese flying together, and quickly approached the hotel where he was.
The hum of helicopter propellers, from far to near.
Because there are a lot of helicopters, about twenty or thirty, all of them are black standard military helicopters with red falcon patterns on the fuselage.
After a while, it was already hovering over the hotel, menacingly, forming an encircling formation.
The helicopter group seemed to be hovering in mid-air, and the rope ladder fluttered down. Then elites in black combat uniforms, fully armed and loaded with guns, slid down the rope ladder in an orderly and fast manner.
And there are already more than ten murderous intentions targeting the window of Zhou Huayang's room.
It was a sniper occupying the advantageous terrain. Through the scope, he quickly locked the sight between Zhou Huayang's eyebrows who was standing in front of the window.
Among the two hundred black-clothed elites, ten have powerful and special auras, comparable to the Grand Masters of China.
"A person from country M who can dominate the game?"
Zhou Huayang realized it later, but dismissed the dozen Barrett sniper rifles as nothing.
After observing calmly, I confirmed the origins of these people.
The difference between organizations similar to Dragon Spear is that the Ba Neng Bureau is an organization of Country M. The enemies of Dragon Spear have extremely malicious intentions towards Chinese warriors.
Is this the revenge of the Logan Consortium?
Or has his previous help for Xue Lin been exposed?
The formation is quite large, but this lineup is far from enough. If the number is increased dozens of times, Zhou Huayang may not be able to be retained.
The biggest use of these people in front of Zhou Huayang is probably as a background to support the show.
Zhou Huayang's eyes were fixed on an obviously more luxurious helicopter in the center of the sky, and he sensed the aura within it.
The helicopter door opened, and a black-haired mixed-race beauty in a black tights with cold eyebrows took a step forward and fell straight to the ground.
boom.
Thousands of meters in the air, it landed like a cannonball.
The ground in the Fountain Square collapsed, but the beauty in tights was safe and sound. She walked out of the smoke and looked at Zhou Huayang from a distance.
As for the aura, a figure hidden in the faint black mist quickly approached the hotel.
One after another, the two went to the suite where Zhou Huayang was staying.
The remaining minions, including the Grandmaster's strength, guarded the four exits and surrounded them tightly.
Of course, this formation would be extremely ridiculous against enemies of lesser rank.
Not to mention dealing with Zhou Huayang.
Zhou Huayang took his time and made tea leisurely.
If these people came with the intention of killing them, they wouldn't be in such a formation.
If he was determined to do so at all costs, the entire hotel would be reduced to rubble the moment Zhou Huayang realized something was wrong.
After all, this is the territory of Country M. If you really use any means, I won't talk about martial ethics with you.
When Zhou Huayang lowered his head, focused on making tea, and his techniques were smooth and flowing.
A mist that was invisible to the naked eye entered through the crack in the door and quietly approached Zhou Huayang, eight meters, seven meters...
His speed was slow and careful until he reached one meter away.
Zhou Huayang raised his eyes lightly and looked into the air on the right, "Are you trying to assassinate me?"
The voice was calm, but full of contempt.
This person's methods are indeed too low-level!
Chinese warriors have powerful perceptions, especially those like Zhou Huayang whose spiritual thoughts have reached the level of the Great Heaven.
This guy is like a clown.
In an instant, the air thickened and rushed toward Zhou Huayang.
A strange black mist rushed towards the face, exuding a fishy smell and blocking the view.
Karl, the thin ghost ghost, flashed with a strange Z-shape, and suddenly came around behind Ye Qing, with the cold light of his sharp blade.
Outside the door, Chen Jing stood with her head held high, motionless, quietly waiting for the result. Unable to persuade the arrogant Karl, she naturally changed her strategy.
Since Karl thinks he can assassinate Zhou Huayang, let him test it out.
If successful, it will naturally save a lot of effort.
If it fails, there is still room for maneuver.
Bang! The dagger stabbed straight into Zhou Huayang's back.
But Zhou Huayang remained motionless, as if his reaction was slow.
Hey, he struck back with all his strength and fell down.
The divine energy gathered behind him, covering the body surface, and the dagger collided with the steel-like body, making a sound of gold and iron.
After a successful attack, Karl retreated ghostly, hiding in the black mist that filled the room.
And his face was full of surprise. When he felt the touch from the dagger, he struck with all his strength, and it just... only pierced the opponent's skin?
But...that's enough!
He grinned. Such Chinese people are too conceited, no matter how strong their physical defense is.
As soon as blood is seen, Medusa's venom will enter its flesh and blood, and it will take effect immediately, making it difficult for gods and ghosts to save it!
Chen Jing pushed the door open and entered, looking at the man who was more handsome than the photos in the photo.
The skin is as radiant as jade, without any signs of poisoning.
"Why are you okay?"
Karl's horrified face appeared in the mist.
It stands to reason that in 0.1 seconds, this person will die! The body will become stiff, and eventually the heart, no matter how powerful it is, will become paralyzed and stop beating.
This is the power of Medusa's poison!
Carl's unstoppable approach.
"poison?
It is indeed a very special kind of poison, but you stabbed it too shallowly and the amount of poison that entered was too small. If it were ten thousand times more, I would probably be poisoned to death."
Zhou Huayang felt the feedback coming from his body.
The innate body is immune to all evils, and it took about half a second to automatically purify it.
Medusa's poison seems fragile, but it is actually very powerful. At least this is the first time Zhou Huayang has encountered a poison of this strength.
He stepped towards Karl's direction, "It's indecent but not reciprocal. You stab me with all your strength, and I'll punch you with all my strength. Isn't that too much?"
His faint smile contained unparalleled majesty.
With one step, the power of heaven and earth gathered, the elements of heaven and earth swept across like a storm, and the six forces of metal, wood, water, fire, earth and wind surrounded his fist.
Six streams of different colors merged into a ball of dazzling golden light, like the blazing sun,
The Hundred-step Divine Fist, which had been developed to its ultimate power by Zhou Huayang, was as powerful as Kunwu's Three Swords, and it was poured out in full force.
This force made Chen Jing on the side give up even the idea of helping, and retreated without hesitation.
How terrifying! She had the idea that if she was affected, she would be severely injured.
Karl, who was in danger of losing his soul, did not hesitate to use the escape method of pressing under the box and fled outside.
But it was locked by the torrent of golden light.
Under the golden light, the black mist is like melting snow under the scorching sun.
Karl, who was hiding inside, suddenly stopped screaming and was drowned by the torrent.