Following his own perception, Xiahou Jun ran wildly in one direction for more than two kilometers, and the buildings on the road became fewer and fewer until they disappeared, and the pedestrians had not encountered one since hundreds of meters ago.

After running all the way for two kilometers, Xiahou Jun suddenly stood still, surrounded by an open area, not to mention a green belt or anything on the ground, not even a special weed.

After all, it is an African climate, and this is not surprising to the Xiahou army.

Just in front of where he stopped, there was a large open-air waste recycling station not far away, and Xiahou Jun could see at a glance the place where all kinds of garbage were piled up, and the two familiar smells he had sensed before came from there.

"Boom!"

In the scrap recycling station, after a sudden roar, Xiahou Jun saw a figure from a distance sweeping out and smashing heavily on the skeleton of a scrapped and rusty car.

The skeleton of the car was instantly smashed and deformed and distorted, more like a waste product than a waste product.

And the person who flew out of mid-air and smashed into the skeleton of the car before had no sign of getting up again.

At this moment, Xiahou Jun saw another person slowly walking out of the dark corner of his vision, and walked step by step towards the person who had been kicked out by him and smashed on the skeleton of the car.

That person was Liu Huaidong, Xiahou Jun squinted his eyes and saw it clearly, as for who was the person who was kicked out by him and smashed on the skeleton of the car, because the speed just now was too fast, Xiahou Jun didn't see it too really, but judging from the perceived breath, Xiahou Jun also guessed the identity of the poor ghost.

"It turned out to be Wei Fan...... Wasn't it Zhou Geng who revealed that guy's whereabouts?"

In just a moment, Xiahou Jun showed a somewhat puzzled expression on his face, but soon he grinned with relief, "Hehe, scheming guy, do you want to lure us over to fight that guy first, and then sit back and reap the benefits when everyone's physical strength is almost exhausted?"

"Wishful thinking is a good one, but it's a pity that since I'm here...... Don't even think you'll have a chance to make a move!"

Before the words fell, Xiahou Jun's figure had disappeared in place, turning into a streamer of light and rushing towards the scrap recycling station not far away.

"I'm ...... You're really here now!"

Wei Fan, who was thrown out by Liu Huaidong and smashed heavily on the skeleton of the car, had a surge of qi and blood in his body, and wow, two taels of blood flowed out of his mouth.

Liu Huaidong sneered a little embarrassedly, "You have to do a full set of plays, how can you do it without suffering hardship?"

"Damn, it's not that I threw you at your feelings, why do you have to suffer from me?

"Haha, I just like people like you who dare to face reality. Liu Huaidong teased proudly, and then his expression instantly became solemn, "Don't say it, that guy is going to take the bait!"

Hearing this, Wei Fan's face suddenly changed greatly, and after a little deliberation, he changed to a bitter and hateful expression.

Liu Huaidong's eyes approached him step by step with a cold gaze, and at the same time, the corners of his mouth also had a little sinister smile, "It seems that the position of Xuanwu Deacon is really tempting for you people in the Desperate Hall, what cat or dog dares to stab in front of me, do you think you are Xiahou Jun?"

"Damn, Zhou Geng's bastard pit me, he brought me over but he wasn't there, I think this should be a conspiracy between the two of you!"

"Hehe, you don't care if it's a conspiracy, but do you really think that even if Zhou Geng is here, the two of you can deal with me together?" Liu Huaidong teased in a playful tone, and as he spoke, he had already walked to a place that was only five steps away from Wei Fan.

"Phew, that bastard really has a ghost, I think he wants to be a deacon and wants to go crazy!"

Wei Fan did not answer Liu Huaidong's question head-on, but instead spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and cursed Zhou Geng with a resentful expression.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Xiahoujun couldn't help but temporarily stop his body, at this time he had entered the scrap recycling station, hiding behind a hill made of plastic waste.

After frowning and struggling for a moment, Xiahou Jun finally took out the mobile phone in his pocket and edited a simple text message, not knowing who to send it to.

At this time, Liu Huaidong had already walked in front of Wei Fan, only to see his right hand clenched into a fist, and his fist was covered with a layer of rich samadhi true fire, "Take your question, go to death! Maybe when you get below, Lord Yama will tell you the answer!"

While speaking, Liu Huaidong's eyes were also full of coldness and murderous intent that did not look like a fake.

No matter who thinks of it, as long as he smashes that punch into Wei Fan's head, he can definitely kill Wei Fan!

"Huh!"

Seeing that Liu Huaidong's fist wrapped in three real flames was about to smash on Wei Fan's head, and Wei Fan was about to die on the spot At this time, between the lightning and the fire, a figure suddenly appeared in the middle of the two.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound echoed, it was Xiahou Jun who suddenly appeared, and he pushed a palm on Liu Huaidong's chest.

The strength was not great, but it also made Liu Huaidong instinctively quickly withdraw his hand and take a few steps back.

After pulling away for a distance, Liu Huaidong looked at Xiahou Jun who came out of nowhere with a playful look, "Yo, this is here to help." ”

Xiahou Jun turned his head to look at Wei Fan, who was seriously injured behind him, and snorted coldly, "You can be his opponent just because you are a waste who can't afford to be self-conscious?" I think you are the same as Zhou Geng, you want to be on top and want to go crazy, right?"

Hearing this, Wei Fan's already pale face, the blood color faded again because of anger, "Hmph, I didn't beg you to save me, Lao Tzu didn't think you were sticking a lever in the cross!"

Wei Fan, who was arguing with reason, just struck Xiahou Jun with a stalk on his neck, and spurted out a mouthful of blood again.

Xiahou Jun just looked at him coldly and stopped talking, and Wei Fan was also thinking about his own life and closed his mouth with interest.

"This time we are in South Africa, and the mission given to us by the Desperate Hall is to kill you or get your exercises, choose one of the two. ”

Looking at Liu Huaidong on the other side with cold eyes, Xiahou Jun slowly said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "I don't know what the two of them think, but in my opinion, this mission is obviously a multiple-choice question." ”

"Don't say that you won't hand over the exercises easily, even if you are willing to hand them over, I can't verify whether there is a problem with your exercises in a short period of time, so killing you is the best choice!"

Seeing the murderous intent on Xiahou Jun's face unconsciously revealed when he spoke, Liu Huaidong was not afraid at all, but quietly grabbed his right wrist with his left hand.

Under the sleeves of his wrists, there seemed to be some hard object that was slightly raised, but under the cover of the sleeves, it looked inconspicuous.

When he saw Liu Huaidong's seemingly inadvertent small action, Wei Fan, who seemed to be seriously injured, couldn't help but light up, and his face showed a bit of expectation and hope.

I have long heard of the name of that thing, and it is said that it can even carry the full force of the master of the Divine Concentration Super First Grade, but Wei Fan has not seen it with his own eyes, and for that thing, he is the lowest cultivation among the elites of the younger generation of the Desperate Hall, and he has been longing for it for a long time.

No one noticed that when Liu Huaidong faced Xiahou Jun, a few drops of cold sweat seemed to have oozed from his head, and the muscles in his body were also tense because of the high concentration of nerves.

However, when his left hand held the wrist of his right hand, the tension like a great enemy was significantly reduced.

On his right hand, he wears a big killing weapon, which is also one of Liu Huaidong's many hole cards, and it is the best gift given to him by Liu Changsheng and his father after bidding farewell to him in the imperial capital last time.

"Stop talking nonsense, if you want to do it, hurry up. ”

Even if Xiahou Jun, the opponent, is definitely the strongest enemy Liu Huaidong has encountered since his debut, but in the face of this fierce opponent, Liu Huaidong still chooses not to retreat but advances, and survives in a desperate situation.

The tenacity he had cultivated since childhood taught him that the more he faced a powerful enemy, the less he could be afraid.

However, if a person can't even overcome his own fears and his own heart, then no matter how strong his strength is, he is vulnerable.

For more than 20 years, Liu Huaidong has struggled at the bottom of society, fighting against death in the confinement of fate, and was finally raised so hard by his mother Liu Shuzhen.

And now, Liu Huaidong also has to fight, fight against Xiahou Jun, and fight against fate!

He is unwilling to be defeated here, and he also believes from the bottom of his heart that he will not fail!

seemed to be infected by the fighting intent in Liu Huaidong's eyes, Xiahou Jun also grinned, and his eyes showed a little excitement, "That's what I mean!"

Before the words fell, Xiahou Jun had already unleashed his own technique, opened his arms in a fierce tiger pounce on the sheep, and rushed towards Liu Huaidong without hesitation.

And Liu Huaidong also pinched the metal bracer on his right hand at the moment when Xiahoujun's feet left the ground.

In an instant, the nano-scale metal particles like liquid spread out from Liu Huaidong's sleeve, and in less than a thousandth of an instant, those metals had already wrapped the palm of Liu Huaidong's entire right hand and condensed into the shape of a glove.

And that's not all, immediately after, more and denser nano-scale metal particles began to spread upwards from the edge of the metal gloves and Liu Huaidong's cuffs, like a creeper clinging to a wall, constantly climbing upward.

In the end, a black arm armor that seemed to be able to absorb even light wrapped Liu Huaidong's entire arm.

This was followed by shoulder armor, cuirass, visorplate, helmet......

At this moment, Xiahou Jun had already rushed to Liu Huaidong's body with burning eyes, and at that moment, he didn't hesitate to pick up an uppercut and smashed it into Liu Huaidong's head.

Although the armor was not yet perfect, Liu Huaidong still reacted quickly and raised his right hand, and used the already formed arm armor to parry Xiahou Jun's powerful punch.

"Boom!"

When the fists and armor clashed, there was a muffled sound like a symphony of gold and iron between the two!