The first thousand three hundred and thirty-eight chapters are like a god
The ninja martial arts world invited fifty masters and divided them into two groups to hide in the Toyomei Palace. Only half of them jumped out from behind the curtain, just enough to cover Emperor Meiyou's nose and face. These people were eager to express themselves.
Hojo had decided to block the old man and the young man in front of them when he invited them here, because as long as he stopped them, he would get more rewards.
People die for money, and birds die for food. People in the ninja martial arts world also need to eat, drink, and have sex. In addition, they were bloodbathed by a madman named Sesshomaru some time ago, which changed the entire pattern of the ninja martial arts world. The former masters
They have all become ghosts under the knife, and the group that is rising now are all second-rate people. This group of people also need to prove themselves more and make more money.
The ignorant are fearless. If Mr. Tang cuts his sword and stops here, all these clowns will be scattered. But they don’t know Hu Kai, and naturally they don’t understand that one of the two old men in front of them is a master more terrifying than Sesshomaru.
If you stop these two old men, you can get more money.
When Shi Lag saw this situation, he naturally took a few steps back. He was just a soy sauce worker, so it was better to leave the physical work to King Ping Ping. This is called division of labor and cooperation, and those who are capable should work harder.
Hu Kai held the jade pendant in his hand, but his eyes never turned to the dozens of long knives opposite. He lowered his head and walked leisurely to the group of ninja martial arts masters and stood in front of them. Suddenly he raised his head and shouted in a deep voice: "
If you don’t want to die, get out!” The sound exploded like thunder on the ground, and a domineering momentum rushed forward along with the sound wave.
Bang-dang-dang——
A dozen of the guys who bore the brunt of the attack were so shocked that they dropped their long knives on the spot, covered their heads and fell to the ground with pain on their faces. Bah! A chandelier on the ceiling exploded, and broken glass scattered like raindrops. Even Mingyou
A lot of food fell on the plate on the emperor's table. He felt a buzzing in his ears and something seemed to be dripping from his nostrils. He stretched out his hand and put it in front of his eyes. It turned out to be a nosebleed.
There is no comparison between semi-sacred warriors and these island nation warriors. Hu Kai’s previous martial arts skills were erased along with his memory, but the re-implanted memories contained dozens of new sets of skills. The one he just used was the Buddhist King Kong.
Roar, the set memory has been added with the exercises that Xu Qing bought from the Shengwu Hall, and the power is still the same when used.
This group of second-level disciples in the ninja martial arts world were not having a good time either. They were all shocked to the point where their ears were numb and their noses were bleeding. Their previous confidence had all turned into panic. They would get into all kinds of embarrassments whenever they yelled. If they did anything to them,
The knife was probably only capable of being killed instantly, so these guys consciously moved out of the way.
In the face of overwhelming power, the allure of money becomes insignificant. In a word, money can only be spent happily if you are alive. No matter how much money you have, you can only make others easier.
King Kong's roar could stun the warriors of the island country in front of him, but it had no effect on the jet lag behind him. He cursed in a low voice: "You little devils are all f**king pussies and soft eggs. They sprayed peach blossom nectar on their faces and opened the way."
..." He cursed in a low voice and in Chinese, and no one except Hu Kai heard him.
A look of ecstasy appeared on Emperor Meiyou's face, which was covered with nosebleeds. He quickly reached out and pulled out a stack of paper from under the cushion beside him. He stood up and walked over quickly, shouting enthusiastically: "Pang Jun, I'll wait.
You've been around for a long time." He was glad to have found two truly strong men. As long as he could keep the egg, he was willing to pay no matter how much the price was.
Shi Lag smiled, took a few steps forward, stretched out his hand and lowered his hand to wave at Emperor Mingyu, as if he was trying to tease a cat or a dog. He laughed dryly and said, "What I care about most right now is the contract.
How long you wait is none of my business."
These words were tantamount to a slap in the face, but Mingyou didn't have any temper at all. He walked over and handed the contract into his hands with a smile on his face, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I have signed the contract, and I will get it done tomorrow."
Send everything to the location you specified. Not a single thing will be missing."
Shi Lai took the contract and glanced at it casually. The signatures and fingerprints on it were clear. It seemed that the emperor was very smart. At least he knew how to make choices. But what was even smarter was that he would never give up before he saw the rabbit.
Half a reward.
"Yes, it seems that I want to thank you for your generosity. I will definitely do what I promised you." Shi Lai folded the contract and put it in his pocket. Having this thing is tantamount to getting a lot of wealth. The reason why he
The antiques that were proposed to be collected by the emperor were carefully considered, and this killing would definitely be bloody.
"Hahaha! When did Chinese warriors also learn to take advantage of others?" A few wild laughs accompanied by a strange word came from the door. The corner of his mouth turned up with jet lag, and he saw clearly that the guys who were burying people behind him were a group of people.
Blond white guy.
This group of white people are all tall and burly. They are led by a bald man in camouflage uniform. He doesn’t have a single hair on his head, but is covered with colorful tattoos. One of the tattoos extends from the top of his head down the back of his neck, directly into the
With his camouflage collar off, this guy is Rogers, the new captain of the Sea Eagle Special Forces.
The nineteen sea eagle team members are all elites among superpowers. Captain Rogers took the place of the former Eagle King. In fact, this was thanks to Xu Qing. If the old ones are not gone, the new ones will not come. Fortunately, he indirectly killed the old Eagle King.
, so that Rodgers, who has a flashy head, is qualified to fill the position.
Rogers was also looking at the time difference. He seemed a little confused as to why such a large group of people were so polite to the old man and the young man. Do these two really have any extraordinary abilities?
Jet Lag tilted his head and glanced at this group of sea eagles who didn't know the heights of the sky. His eyes finally stopped on Rogers' face and asked in a low voice: "What did you just say? Please say it again."
Rogers was a little uncomfortable with the strange look from the young man, but he still said tough: "I just said that you are here to take advantage of the situation, just like us, for the wealth collected by the emperor..."
Bang bang - Two crisp sounds interrupted Rogers' words directly. The jet-lagged figure turned back like a ghost, with his hands behind his back as if he had never moved.
Rogers covered half of his rapidly swollen cheek and looked at the young man who was at least five meters away with a look of surprise. He couldn't figure out how he had been beaten just now, but the stinging sensation on his cheek told him that he had been beaten just now.
I was slapped twice hard by a young man not far away.
Jet Lag stood with his hands behind his hands, looking like a great expert, looking at Rogers coldly, deliberately pausing for two seconds before saying unhurriedly: "I've seen a lot of idiots, but this is the first time I've seen idiots who are not afraid of death."
See, if you have the guts, try repeating what you just said. I don’t mind changing my palm to a knife." As he spoke, he slowly raised his right palm, and he didn’t know when he had a cold gleaming knife in his hand.
The dagger has a flying sea eagle engraved in the swallowing position, which looks like it is carrying a blade on its back...