Dozens of officers and soldiers rushed out from the barracks of the Golden Beetle Defense Center. They did not have armor or guns. The White Shark would have just fallen. For them, the good life of the holidays was not over yet.
Chen Shougong was holding back his anger. He only knew that a crazy woman from the defense center had rushed in, caught his two deputies and beat them up. She seemed to want to cry out for the little nigger. For a moment, he was afraid of the woman's violence and words.
They softened by three points and turned into polite mediation.
At this moment, the brothers who rushed over from the barracks held up the scene. The adjutant guarding the palace was very tough. He immediately grabbed the baton, slapped the table and shouted sternly——
"——Trespassing to the Scarab Defense Center with the intention of protecting the criminals! You dare to attack the officers and soldiers of the battle group? You will not end well! This suspect! I advise you to surrender quickly and bow your head and admit your mistake! Let me tell you, it's still too late.
, when the deputy regiment receives the news, he will be so selfless, no matter how much money you pay, he will not be able to protect your skin and tender flesh!"
When the brothers of the war group met Glory, they all looked happy and relaxed. A few days ago, the White Keys Militia sent several beauties from Valhalla Palace, who were felons in George Joshua's harem.
When they arrived in the Scarab Prison, they became the group favorites of the brothers - these prostitutes also understood that they were just committing themselves to a high-ranking official of another war group to seek a wealthy marriage. The soldiers of the war group would definitely not embarrass them.
The magical gentlemen have also seen blood donation units like Lisa Clausa, a tigress raised by George Joshua. Unexpectedly, the White Shark Society has collapsed, and these women dare to go to the chapter meeting place.
Come and cause trouble.
But this time, it seems a little different.
There was only a rustling sound in the air. The door of the defense center moved automatically without any wind, as if it was closed by invisible demons and ghosts. The same was true for the windows on both sides, which fell together with the strange wind.
Just as Elena was about to enter, she was pushed out by an inexplicable force.
In the lobby, Glory was still stepping on the head of the Golden Pavilion and calling for battle with the soldiers of many battle groups.
"I just have this question, and you can't answer it?"
She pointed to the blood debt in the case file, and then to Brother Monkey, whose head was swollen into a pig's head.
"These thirty-three felony charges and these cases were committed by him alone within four days? Is there such a powerful person in the world? How come I haven't heard of it?"
If you want to talk about this crime efficiency, if you put it in the Hedland Royal Hotel, it would be the most coveted by Lawrence Madison. He should have gone to the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult to shine. It will never fall into the hands of ordinary soldiers of the war regiment.
No matter what, it would take several psychics to cooperate with Qing Jin to jointly arrest him.
There is only one answer. Just like the militia bullfighters in Scalper Town in the past, the officers and soldiers of these battle groups want to take credit for Brother Monkey's head, and they want to take credit for killing good people.
Anonymous and other war groups come to destroy the White Shark Society. There are many details to catch and many interests to discuss.
The front-line officers and soldiers who participated in the battle in the Bay Area can get first-class merit. The militiamen who maintained order in the city during the war can get second-class merit. The next first-class merit is those who cut off the support routes of the war gangs.
Due to various reasons, Mr. Fantastic was beaten into a dog with a broken spine by the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult a few years ago. This time in the battle in the Bay Area, they will start from the industrial park and cross the long and complicated urban roads.
It's already too late to get a piece of the pie.
Before settling the battle merits, the leaders of the war group must think of ways to put the fruits of victory into their own baskets.
Regarding Juselberg’s arrangement with Guland, he is competing for the ownership rights of George Joshua’s inheritance.
The thirty-three charges imposed on Brother Monkey were based on his identity as a leader of the Lilan Avenue war gang. He once worked for Manager Todd, and wanted to use his head to take the blame in exchange for credit.
At this moment, most of the brothers in the battle group were well aware of this matter, and no one took up Glory's words.
To them, the criminal who hangs the ceiling fan is no longer a human being. The horse-faced monkey should be a piece of meat, which should produce the greatest value, turn it into a salary in their pocket, and turn it into a round, golden medal.
Chen Shougong, the adjutant, did not expect that the War King would still stay in Lieyang Castle——
——He shouted loudly, putting on an arrogant and vicious face.
"You want to cry out for the injustice of the ogre! Are you an ogre too?!"
"Are you a remnant of George Joshua? Are you here to save this heinous beast?"
"Damn it, ladies also talk about brotherhood, right? Brothers! Catch her! She must live!"
Chen Shougong shouted, thinking viciously——
——This woman is not on White Key’s “gift list”. If she falls into his hands, maybe he can throw George Joshua’s woman into bed and taste the delicacies that President White Shark has tasted!
The wide hall suddenly became crowded. Elena lay beside the window outside the hall, peeked into the hall, and saw a dozen tall and powerful men running towards the "mother" she had just recognized.
She involuntarily gritted her teeth and covered her mouth, her eyes widened, and her face turned pale with fear.
"ah!"
What can I do if the King of War doesn’t have a gun? She left the gun to me!
But the next second, she saw Gloria kicking the Golden Pavilion in the belly. The man rolled out like a bowling ball, knocking over the people in the front team. The soldiers who caught up later were stunned for a moment, and immediately took over to take their places.
The "suspect" approaches.
A brave man who came at the head showed his general's belly and stopped his companions on the left and right, trying to win the first victory.
He took heavy strides, with three layers of chins piled up on his neck. He swung his fist as big as a casserole to knock this troublesome woman unconscious and make her a toy for the adjutant guarding the palace!
Glory did not evade, nor did she call for soul power. She followed the leader's charge and punched forward. At that moment, time seemed to slow down.
These two impacts with completely opposite forces hit the fat officer and soldier in the face, punching the bridge of his nose into his mouth. After the punch hit solidly, the King of War suddenly pulled his arms downward, causing the soldier's
His head was crooked and he fell sideways, the plasma coming out of his mouth and nose splashed all over the floor, and he immediately fell into a healthy sleep.
The officers and soldiers following behind did not realize what was happening, and were pushed by their brothers to continue walking——
——The King of War's fists were still stained with blood, and he rushed into the crowd without thinking, and began to gesticulate in a savage fight at the level of fists and kicks.
Chen Shougong's face became quite ugly. He stood on the director's counter and saw the agile figure in the crowd, which seemed a little familiar.
The King of War's gait was slow and slow, avoiding hugs and grabbing the wrists, kicking his knees and breaking his leg bones. He ducked while ducking, and at the same time received the punches coming from behind for a sneak attack. He took the enemy's palm and thrust it into the face of the young man in front of him.
Top belt.
This set of movements is as smooth and smooth as if you have been on the streets all year round, and fighting against the crowd is as natural as drinking water and eating.
The soldiers who came behind were seen speeding up, stepping on tables and chairs, and flying towards them, asking the King of War to grab him by the waist and use them as weapons. The head made a wailing sound in the crowd, turned around five times, and then threw it back.
Look at her fighting and running towards the laboratory department on the other side of the director's counter. The terrain is getting higher and higher, and there is a stairway leading to the second floor. The three warriors of the war group are rushing up with their fists waved. The war king
Already on the stairs, he took advantage of his height to launch a lightning-fast kick.
These three good brothers all had dark shoe prints on their faces. They vomited blood, had broken teeth, and fell into the crowd upside down.
When I turned the corner on the second floor, I saw this woman like a nimble swallow, shuttling back and forth around the two pillars of the house. As the pursuers behind her approached, she used her two thick thighs to move around the pillars.
He was beaten so hard and hard that he was kicked so hard that he rolled back to the first floor.
When they arrived at the narrow corridor, the soldiers cooperated and surrounded them from the other side. A young hero from the barracks stood out from the crowd. He seemed to be the leader of the soldiers. He looked only eighteen or nineteen years old.
The nose makes strange noises and verbally provokes the King of War.
"Woman! You are very good at fighting! I like you!"
Before he finished speaking, the King of War paid no attention to the pursuers behind him. He saw the little leader doing a cha-cha jump, and it seemed that his steps were nimble and his body movements were good.
She was like a bomber diving close to the ground, biting the carpet with her heels. When she suddenly started, the carpet in the corridor flew back, blocking the enemies behind her. She only had one or two breaths - she fiercely
He grabbed the little leader's waist and abdomen, and the moment he got close, he almost knocked out the child's gastric juices.
The huge impact opened up a road, like a chisel, and she dragged the young man forward in the crowd. She stopped at the door of the men's room next to the stairs, but she did not completely stop her attack.
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She circled around and hugged Banqiao from behind, throwing her so hard on her back that she almost broke the little leader's neck! The young man's eyes flashed with stars after the fall, and his legs were hung upside down on the doorknob of the men's room, with his chest, abdomen and leg bones
A dislocation and contusion occurred with a click.
There was a boom, and the girl at the director's counter felt a dull and strong sound coming from the ceiling above her head, and some dust fell from the second floor.
Glory sat on the handrail of the stairs and slid all the way back to the first floor. She saw the "sumo wrestler" who was full of fighting spirit at the beginning woke up from his dizzy state, with a sinister look on his face, and opened his strong arms.
The second round of duel is about to begin.
The War King curled up his upper body like a mantis shrimp with a bird's tail, and the strong muscles of his arms were tightly contracted in front of his chest——
——The sumo wrestler grabbed the table and chair and smashed it over.
Glory ducked to avoid it, and the heavy table hit the handrail of the stairway, splattering stone powder and wood slag.
The sumo wrestler's face turned red with anger. He grabbed an official seal and a pen and threw them. You could hear the whistling sound of the thrown objects moving at high speed.
Glory dived and dodged again and approached at the same time. The chapter hit the tile floor and scratched out a bright red sludge!
Finally arriving in front of the enemy, the sumo wrestler grabbed Gloria with his palm and changed his technique. The fat guy was very fast and seemed to be much more flexible.
But War King is faster, she flies like a butterfly and attacks like a bee.
After missing a punch, the sumo wrestler felt a sting on his waist, gritted his teeth in pain, changed hands and continued to attack.
After another missed punch, he finally saw clearly Gloria's sneaking posture, and how flexible her limbs were to be able to dodge while lying low while swinging such a terrifying fist, and making a high-quality confirmed counterattack.
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His side was hit twice by the King of War, and his lower limbs began to tremble, and then he punched——
——The result seems to be similar to the first round!
The fist that suddenly exerted force on his body caused his body to tilt downwards. Glory's counter punch could reach his head, so his neck bones made a clear snap, and the nose that was sunken into his mouth went toward his throat.
I got a few extra points and got baby-like sleep again.
This fat man who looked like a brown bear fell on his back——
——Chen Shougong's eyes were filled with fear. He found a pistol from the director's counter and no longer wanted to talk about martial ethics.
Soon enough, Gloria waved her hand and threw something.
Look again at Chen Shougong's fleshy palm being nailed to the wall behind the director's counter with a gleaming pen, piercing into the English annotation bubble of "Evil Nemesis".
Glory borrowed this pen from a sumo wrestler and gave it back to his adjutant.
Chen Shougong was in a panic and asked the little sister at the front desk next to him to use a gun to defeat the enemy!
"Shoot her! Hit her!"
The little girl has been waiting to die in the office all year round. She has no will to fight. Just a look from Glory made her legs weak with fear. She followed the adjutant's order and ducked down to get the gun, but her fingers kept shaking.
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Elena was anxious and took out her gun to protect her mother.
Before the people behind her could catch up, Glory shouted loudly to the little girl at the director's counter: "Look!"
She pointed to the door with one hand and raised her other hand high to hold the table leg.
When the little girl heard the roar like thunder, she was stunned for a moment, as if she was under a spell.
Gloria pointed to the window where Elena was, asking her daughter outside the window to calm down and not to shoot back.
"There's a handsome guy! Tom Cruise is looking at you!"
The little girl felt like her head was out of control. She glanced in the direction of Glory's finger and raised her strong forehead.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The next second, she felt like the world was spinning, and she was hit by a table leg so hard that stars appeared in her eyes. She leaned back and sat back on the chair at the director's counter.
"Fuck Li Liang (your mother)!!!" Chen Shougong cursed.
A lame young man fell down from the second floor. He was the little leader who had been tortured by the fall from his back just now. He seemed unconvinced and wanted to regain face in front of his comrades. He covered his neck and limped off the second floor.
He yelled at his companions.
"I'll do it! Just leave it to me!"
Glory had no intention of paying attention to the child and headed in the direction of Chen Shougong.
After running a few steps, she felt a pain in the back of her head——
——There was a spirit arm that tightly grasped her braid. It was the little leader's spiritual power that was at work.
She held her hair with both hands and circled it in a circle to face the enemy, but the little leader's body skills were very good. Following the spinning of the spirit body, he controlled the spirit threads like a bullfight to maintain his body.
In a delicate balance with the physical body, we must continue to use the spirit body to contain the suspect.
Gloria kicked the wooden table to pieces, and the splinters of the wood were like darts. The little leader calmly raised his arms to cover his face, ignoring these weak projectiles.
But as soon as his eyes left the enemy, the woman was like a ghost. Under the control of the spiritual thread mass, she actually moved four or five meters laterally to the clerk's office area next to the bookshelf.
The pencil turned into a sharp spear in her hand, piercing the young man's arm, the soft flesh of his belly, and his thigh, almost turning him into a hedgehog.
He finally let go after feeling the pain, but still wanted to cause trouble.
"Enough! Enough! Enough! Have the guts to fight me head-on!"
But when the young man saw the object in Glory's hand clearly, he was speechless.
The King of War gestured to the paper knife and four boxes of blades in his hand. When he took out more than forty blades from the orange package, the boy immediately shut his mouth.
The good brothers on the side had no intention of giving up and continued to charge towards the enemy, heading towards the center of the hall from the crowded stairs on both sides.
For a moment, the silver light flashed, and Glory held the blade and opened the bow left and right, asking Fang Fanghuanmeng to help load the "ammunition". The thin carbon steel blade was like a poker card, spinning out, almost in just a few seconds.
, slashed the belts of the brothers in the barracks and cut open their military uniforms.
Halfway through, people found that their pants were falling down, and they all looked red-faced and panicked, or they were grabbed by a good buddy in messy clothes next to them, and their trunks were unbalanced and tripped.
Then look at the sumo wrestler getting up unsteadily, leaning on the table and chair, standing up, and roaring at the enemy in front of him.
Before the roar was over, Glory raised her arms and punched her without looking back - the fat brother rolled his eyes and fell asleep again.
At this time, Chen Shougong finally took out the pen.
"Beibei! It hurts so much!"
He took a breath and wanted to get the gun——
——The four pens that flew in succession nailed his two palms back.
Glory jumped up on the director's counter, walked up to the palace adjutant, tilted her head, and asked in an exaggerated tone.