The wind whistled in his ears, and the familiar sensation reminded Locke that his head was running forward like a rugby in his hand. The huge pull made him feel as if his cervical spine was about to be pulled out of his chest.

The body floated sideways like a flag, and the weightlessness made Locke feel that he was now going to be faster than seventy miles a year—roughly equivalent to one hundred and ten kilometers per hour.

Locke isn't the best driver in the Scythe of Death, but it's not too difficult to estimate speed based on physical sensations. Of course, this can also be an illusion, after all, the feeling of riding a motorcycle is completely different from the feeling of being grabbed by the head and running wildly now.

Either way, it's a sure thing to be fast – is this the speed at which a man can run? The cheetah, the fastest champion in sprint sprints, is nothing more than a sprint?

Originally, Locke had a lot of complaints about the Death Dance Bar keeping such a long corridor at the entrance of the gate.

After all, this is no longer the contraband warehouse of the past, and there is no need to strictly check those entering and leaving, let alone put a machine gun at the door.

But now he just thinks that this corridor is too short—when this corridor ends, I'm afraid it's when his head is pressed against the wall, right?

Well, it is known that the wall is made of granite, and the Mohs hardness is 6, and the skull belongs to the human bone structure, with a Mohs hardness of 4, and the impact is generated at a speed of 70 miles.

Before death, it is said that people can recall the past events of their lives, but when it is their turn, how can a math problem pop up in the mind of the horserider?

Although it was a matter of life and death, Locke thought of this, and his mood settled down. He was very sure of his hunch, and on the battlefield, this wonderful premonition had saved his life and the lives of his comrades countless times.

Locke was not a good player in marksmanship or other combat skills, and the Spear of Inspiration's fame among mercenaries was derived from this sense of danger.

Just like he didn't hesitate to shoot at the door just now, because then he had a premonition of danger.

Therefore, even though he was about to be pressed against the wall by someone who came and turned into a bloody photo, Locke was relieved.

Yanagi Motokazu's right hand grabbed the entire upper half of Locke's head and rushed straight towards Terubi, but the next moment, he stepped down with his right foot, and in the burst of floor fragments, Yanagi Motokazu's right foot plunged deep into the ground, plowing the wooden floor like a plough into a deep furrow.

When Yanagi stopped, the back of Locke's head was no more than three centimeters away from the wall.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, it seems to be a little misunderstanding?"

Liu Shengyuan gently put Locke on the ground, patted his clothes with his hand, and said that everyone really just had a misunderstanding just now, you see I helped you shoot the ashes, right?

Liu Shengyuanhe felt that the current situation was a little painful, but fortunately, no one was killed, and there was finally some room for maneuvering.

When he was outside just now, the reason why he suddenly burst out and rushed in was because he sensed the presence of his father-in-law, Kobayashi Xiongguang.

Before coming to Los Angeles, why did Yanagi Motokazu tell Sakura Kobayashi that he could bring his father-in-law back to Japan soon?

In addition to comforting Sakura, this is not that he brags without any basis, as a sword saint, since he said such a big thing, of course he is also somewhat sure.

Since leaving the suburban manor, Yanagi Yuanhe's perception range has dropped significantly, from a perception range of nearly three miles to a radius of less than eighty meters, but even then it is not a short distance.

In particular, the relationship between his father-in-law Kobayashi Xiongguang and him is different, or in other words, all the relatives and friends who are fortunate enough to participate in his 'one person attains enlightenment, and the chicken and dog ascend to heaven' have a different relationship with Yanagi Motokazu.

That night, when he was training these relatives and friends, he established an extremely secret spiritual connection with these people without knowing much about Liu Shengyuan and himself.

This kind of connection that transcends the physical plane cannot be perceived by the person who has been purified of the body, but as the provider of energy and the master controller of the refining process, Yanagi has put his own spiritual imprint on the bodies of these relatives and friends without even knowing it.

In other words, these people are as conspicuous as lights in the dark for Yanagi Yuanhe, as long as they are close to a certain distance, he can sense the location and state of his relatives and friends.

That's why Yanagi Motokazu told his wife with such confidence that he could bring his father-in-law back to Japan soon, because for him, as long as he got close to Kobayashi Xiongguang's location, he could easily find him.

Of course, that is the premise that his father-in-law Kobayashi Xiongguang did not suffer misfortune, if he has already had an accident, then the only thing that Yanagi can do is to avenge his father-in-law.

The reason why Liu Shengyuan and the amazing momentum of the way forward was that he was afraid that the other party's dog would jump off the wall and take Kobayashi Xiongguang hostage.

Of course, at this moment, Yanagi Shengyuan and have changed his appearance to disguise himself as a Caucasian, and most of the other party would not have thought that he could threaten him with a Japanese like Kobayashi Xiongguang.

However, it's safer to keep this kind of thing in your own hands, isn't it?

So, he broke through all the way and broke in, and when he got close to this distance, he could finally clearly perceive his father-in-law's current environment, and as a result-

Nima Egg, this old man is lying on a blonde Yanma and working hard, doing it in waves and in full swing!

This is very embarrassing, originally Liu Shengyuan and was ready to kill all the way in, but when the other party broke the door and the wall, before the other party could react, the divine soldier descended from the sky to save his father-in-law from fire and water.

Let my father-in-law go back in front of Sakura, sigh at his brave performance, and he also raised his face in front of his wife, isn't it?

Yanagi Yuanhe was very worried, if he directly broke through the wall and floor (at the moment Kobayashi Xiongguang was on the basement floor) and rushed in, his father-in-law would not necessarily be grateful that he had come to the rescue from thousands of miles away, but it was more likely that he would be ashamed and angry.

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"Well, misunderstanding, of course it's a misunderstanding! We've been getting along very well with Mr. Kobayashi, Mr. Toyohara, and Mr. Fujimoto these days, hahaha-Raymond, Hannah, you go and get Mr. Kobayashi and them here. ”

Naturally, there was a little brother outside to deal with the broken door and floor, and Locke enthusiastically introduced Yanagi Yuanhe upstairs, smiling and talking like an old friend who had been reunited for a long time, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

"Hannah, why didn't you block him just now, as long as you can block him for a second, our four guns won't beat him into a sieve? ”

After walking some distance outside the door, Raymond complained about Hannah.

In his opinion, although this white tracksuit kid is terrifyingly fast, but with the five of them joining forces, nothing will make Boss Locke fall into the hands of the other party as soon as he sees it.

"You got it, I was scared to death just now, when the one rushed in just now, I thought it was His Royal Highness the Demigod and the eldest princess of England who killed in!"

Hannah first looked back and saw that they had left the room thirty meters away, and the door of the room was closed, and wiped a cold sweat before whispering.

"Hannah, what kind of eyes are you? Can't even tell the difference between a man and a woman?"

In Raymond's opinion, Boss Locke was so polite to this white tracksuit, which was a little too soft.

The door of the Grim Reaper's Dance Bar was smashed, which could almost be regarded as putting the face of the Scythe Club on the ground, not only stepping on two feet, but also jumping on it, Boss Locke was embarrassed to say that it was a misunderstanding?

"You know a fart, when the door was broken just now, you can't feel the sudden outbreak of horror, but the old lady's whole body was cold to her heels.

Let me tell you, that is, only people like Lao Niang, who are close to the realm of masters, are qualified to feel this kind of pressure, and a person like you who is dull is not even qualified to feel it.

The year before last, I had the privilege of meeting Artoria in the ring at the Indiscriminate Fighting Tournament, and at that time His Majesty looked at me, and I felt this cold to my heels, exactly the same feeling as I did today!"

Hannah said, looking back in fear.

"No, you're saying - the one who rushed in today is as good as Artoria?"

Raymond was really taken aback by Hannah's words, Hannah was the heavy fireman and hand-to-hand combat expert in the team of five, and in terms of combat power alone, Hannah was definitely the strongest of the five of them.

The five of them were originally mercenaries of the Flare Security Company under the Roched Consortium, responsible for protecting the company's oil fields in the Gulf, and occasionally sabotaging the production facilities of competing companies.

It's just that over the years, the emergence of new energy and the development of Citigroup's domestic oil fields have led to a large number of oil fields being sold in the Gulf region, and their mercenaries have also lost their jobs.

According to Raymond, this little day is much better now than fighting in the Bay Area where birds don't, so of course he is quite unhappy with the boy in white tracksuit who came looking for trouble.

"Why! I don't think this one is stronger than that god! Do you see the blood marks on the boss's face?"

"What did you say about the blood mark under the boss's eye socket? What's wrong, wasn't it pinched out by the boss?" Raymond noticed, of course, that there was an irregular round blood mark under the boss's eye socket.

"With your kind of observation, it's really amazing luck to be able to mix in the mercenary industry at this age and not hang up, I don't think you need to call you Lizard Raymond in the future, just call you Good Luck Raymond." Hannah sighed and shook her head.

"What's wrong?" Raymond asked, puzzled.

"The one who stepped on the horse was the mark pressed by the bullet! It was the bullet that the boss fired, and it was caught by the boss directly with his hand and pressed on the boss's face! Now you know why the boss is so polite to him!"

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Kobayashi Xiongguang's life in the past two days was actually not as happy as Yanagi Yuanhe saw.

The day before yesterday, he took two elite subordinates of the Sanlin Society, and according to the news he obtained, he found a secret stronghold of the Death Scythe Society, and wanted to find someone to ask who injured his daughter.

The three of them effortlessly subdued the janitor, only to be dumbfounded as soon as they rushed in—they saw twenty or thirty men waiting inside with automatic weapons, and watching three fools rushing in with small pistols.

This is basically a arena for the Death Scythe Society to organize underground black boxing competitions and select black boxing players, which can be described as heavily guarded.

Xiaolin Xiongguang and the others were cheated by inaccurate information, and they rushed into other people's nests.

Since they broke into the secret lair of other people's selection of black boxers, then under the gunpoint, the three of them had to sign a mutual agreement to voluntarily participate in the black boxing competition (even the horse stepping lawyer and the agreement are ready-made, of course, the agreement is not called a black boxing match, but an exhibition match).

Although this agreement is not completely legal, as long as there is such a thing, even if it goes to court, it will have to be ripped off.

Since Citigroup has seen the profits of the Japanese martial arts duel and opened its own indiscriminate fighting tournaments, over the years, Citigroup's domestic indiscriminate fighting tournaments have also attracted many underworld organizations and half-black and half-white organizations to follow suit, and underground black boxing has become popular at Citigroup.

The Reaper Scythe Society is also one of the organizations that organizes the Underground Black Boxing Competition, and the Reaper Tournament they organize is also somewhat famous in the underground Black Boxing circle, and the relatively high remuneration can often attract many outlaws to participate, of course, some people are lured by coercion.

In order to ensure that each match can be sold for a large price, the strict selection of contestants is better than that of Martial Soul Duel.

Only martial arts masters who have passed strict screening can participate in the competition, so to speak, anyone who can get a ticket to indiscriminate fighting can be regarded as the top masters in the martial arts world, and more than half of them are those who have stepped into the master realm.

Of course, the underground black fist organized by the Death Scythe Society is not so particular, as long as you can fight hard, you can perform on stage - if you die, you will die.

And people like Kobayashi Xiongguang who are controlled are even more popular - if they die, they even save the remuneration they should pay, and they also get rid of their opponents in accordance with the rules, which is simply a model of waste utilization.

As for surviving and getting money? You think too much, you can't die in one game, and then the next.

Yesterday, Taiichiro Toyohara, one of the three, was already forced to play a match.

After all, Taiichiro Toyohara is a high-level fighter of the Sanlin Society, with extraordinary skills, defeating his opponent in the ring, and getting a good pay, of course, only in name.

Tomorrow, it's Kobayashi's turn to take the stage!

Just as a condemned prisoner is given a full meal before the execution, in order to make the players perform as well as possible on the field, the Death Scythe Club is also very humane, providing three set services for the players who are about to enter the ring.

So, Kobayashi Xiongguang chose the execution cannon in the three packages -

That is what Yanagi sensed just now.