The four strong and dirty tough guys formed a strong and stark contrast with this innocent and lovely little girl, looking at this petite beauty that was almost only up to their chests, their faces were full of horror except for astonishment.

Mr. HK, a beautiful girl, glanced at these filthy men with a cold gaze, and her eyebrows furrowed, and her cold eyes added a touch of dissatisfaction and disgust.

Glancing at the environment in the toilet, Mr. "HK" was even more dissatisfied, and the bursting underground water was like a shower or fountain, throwing a dim and filthy liquid on the ceiling, and then falling down like rain, filling the whole toilet with a disgusting smell.

"Mr. HK?" asked the dragon turtle with a bowed head, stretching out his hand to show friendship, but Mr. "HK" in front of him did not look at him at all, but covered his nose with his jade hand in disgust, even though he was already wearing a mask.

Being treated with such disrespect, the dragon turtle's face twitched slightly, but he was covered up by himself in an instant, in the face of this terrifying and famous murderous demon, he didn't dare to make a mistake, and he didn't dare to offend her at all.

Although the little Lori in front of him looks petite and delicate on the outside, and makes people feel deeply pitied, she is as pure as a budding lotus flower, but with years of experience, reason and what happened to the steel door, he told him that judging people by their appearance, if they are not careful, they are likely to end up with the steel door as a companion, or even a bad one, burping on the spot.

"What a hassle! Are you having a party in the toilet?" Mr. HK, the beautiful girl, frowned slightly, glanced at these dirty and wooden muscular retards with cold eyes, and walked straight in, letting the turbid liquid fall from the sky, but, to the strange thing of the dragon turtles, Mr. "HK" seemed to have a pale green barrier around him, and the falling liquid could not drip on her at all, like water sliding through glass, automatically sliding and flowing through.

"This is Wu Yuan's release...... Sending Wu Yuan out to form a barrier defense, only martial artists above the Xuanhu level can master it, I didn't expect Mr. "HK" to be so strong......" Long Gui said in a low voice to express everyone's doubts, after all, he has been in the society for so long, and he has walked on the tip of the knife for many years, so he has some insight.

"How awesome is that? We don't have that idea!" asked Galen.

"Actually, I don't know very well, but based on the experience and hearsay of a few Xuanhu-level masters I've been fortunate enough to see in the past, it's probably only about twenty seconds for a Xuanhu-level master to really put ten of us mercenaries of this level!"

"Wow! so powerful, almost kill ...... instant" Poppy exclaimed in a low voice, you must know that several of them are ranked in the general mercenary world, after the test of various tasks, the four members of the group have basically reached the title of B+ elite mercenary warrior, and can fight several fierce tigers and hungry wolves with their bare hands.

"It may be more powerful than I imagined, after all, to measure the strength of a martial artist, not only the cultivation in the realm, but also many things that improve strength, such as martial poles and equipment...... Therefore, the Xuanhu-level martial artists are not comparable to those of us mercenaries who are only stronger than ordinary people......" Dragon Turtle shook his head and sighed.

They were proud in their hearts, and when they heard the words of the boss who was so ambitious and destroyed their own prestige, a trace of displeasure and unconvincing flashed on their faces.

However, when he saw the cobweb-like cracked walls and the huge sunken steel doors, he didn't dare to say a word of doubt. After all, they know that it is cool to vent their emotions for a while, and one is not good, and they are hammered in the chest by Mr. HK's small fist, and they will not succeed in half their lives, and they will even have to help others with in the rest of their lives.

Mr. HK didn't have time to look at their expressions to guess the little Jiujiu in their hearts, so he took the escape route map handed by the dragon turtle and thought to himself.

After a few moments, the girl quickly unzipped her baseball jersey jacket.

"Whew" instantly attracted the stunned eyes of the tough guy quartet.

Want to take off your clothes? The sudden benefit made the four of them stunned for a short time, and the male hormones suddenly boiled.

"This little Lori is trying to inspire us before the mission? The mouse muttered quietly and whistled playfully.

The girl took off her baseball jersey jacket, and was wearing a light blue sailor suit, with a knee-length pleated skirt, and resolutely dressed as a young and beautiful student.

They looked forward with wide eyes, expecting the maiden to take off her sailor suit and show them a beautiful moment......

However, to their disappointment, the girl took off her sailor suit, showing not the most beautiful and innocent body art of human beings, but a pitch-black night suit, and under the disposable mask was still a black mask, from mouth to feet, tightly wrapped in a jet-black tights, looking very capable.

"Cut...... White is looking forward to ......" the mouse chattered in disappointment.

"What do you know? This is the most beautiful, the most artistic!" Galen glanced at him, "You don't know how to appreciate it, she wears this dark night dress, but it looks more charming and mysterious, like a light veil, separated by a layer of hazy beauty." You don't see her graceful figure, depicting the most moving arc in the world, exquisitely clear, exuding a girl's unique atmosphere everywhere, green and holy. ”

"Yes, I feel the same way!" Poppy nodded in admiration.

"Well, you lolita, one day you will be arrested and put in prison, and you will definitely be killed!" the mouse scolded viciously.

"Okay, one of you has one less word, be quiet, put away your gangsterism, don't let Mr. HK hear it, offend her, and bear the consequences!" As the leader, the dragon turtle took the lead in coming back to his senses, stopped their whispering, and then respectfully walked up to the girl and asked with a grin.

"Mr. HK, may I wait a while, how do you need us to help you? We are all Bigboss's carefully selected elites, whether it is strength or executive ability, you will definitely be satisfied, please feel free to ask us. The dragon turtle confidently recommended his brother to Mr. HK, hoping to leave a very good impression in Mr. HK's mind.

"Hmm......" The girl held her chin, frowned slightly, and thought.

The more she hesitated, the more she showed that she attached more importance to this task.

The thought of being able to climb Mr. "HK's" thighs, and it was the kind of leg play, the dragon turtle couldn't help but be secretly happy.

"Hmm...... You can help me look at my bag, don't worry about the rest!" The girl hesitated for a few seconds, then threw an order at random, and blasted the dragon turtle and the others who wanted to get into trouble a moment ago so that they couldn't react for a while, and they couldn't touch their heads.

"Look at your bag, Mr. HK?" asked the dragon turtle in a daze.

"Yes!" the girl untied the headbands from the two long ponytails, flicked them, and retied them.

"Mr. HK, please don't joke with us!" The mouse is a little angry, even though Mr. HK is famous for his murder and even the feat of hitting the steel door, but the mouse has always been disdainful of the arrogant little girl in his heart, and may have been affected by his childhood experience, he has always been resentful of the high-flying tsundere girl, coupled with Mr. HK's arrogance, as soon as he was stimulated, his anger surged.

"Hmm......" Mr. HK glared at him when he heard this.

The murderous aura of the moment was so shocking that the mouse was stunned, and the anger in his heart suddenly disappeared.

"Hahahaha...... Mr. HK, you have a lot of them, so you don't have to pay attention to the dirty and rude behavior of this dead mouse!" The dragon turtle quickly interjected, kicked the mouse away, and praised Mr. HK with a hippie smile.

The girl ignored the disgusting praise of the dragon turtle, waved her hand, handed her pink bag to Galen, who looked a little cleaner, before saying, "You guys just stay here and help me take care of the bag!"

"Don't peek at what's inside, or you'll die an ugly death!" Turning around, the girl turned back and commanded coldly.

With that, he jumped lightly and rushed towards the huge hole that had been blown out by the explosives, disappearing into the endless darkness like a pale green streamer.

Mr. HK's cold voice echoed for a long time, and the four of them shivered and shivered.

"I don't know...... You guys...... See you don't ......" Since being glared at by Mr. HK, the rat, who has become much more obedient, suddenly opened his mouth at this time, and asked tremblingly, "Mr. HK, that look ...... eyes"

The three Galens looked at him suspiciously.

"That look ...... It's hard to describe...... "The mouse's eyes were wooden, and he looked at the black hole on the wall that seemed to lead to endless darkness, swallowed his saliva, and said dryly: "The golden vertical pupils are like encountering a vicious wolf in the wilderness of the night, and the eyes project a cold and fierce look, or the eyes of a poisonous snake, cold and cruel......"

"But what makes me shudder the most is ...... There is an indescribable coercion hidden in that look, not just the kind of strong man who looks at ants, or the kind of ...... It is...... That feeling!...... It's hard to describe!"

The rat spoke incoherently, and others were terrified to see it, and he raised his trembling hands, "Look, my hands are still trembling like this, the kind of coercion that can make my soul tremble and tremble...... I have no doubt now, I have no doubt about Mr. HK's horror, she is simply the embodiment of the devil...... It's not an exaggeration that we're really ants in front of her!"

The three of them are very clear about the character of the mouse, although they are a little obscene and selfish, but they are calm and calm when they encounter things, and now they are scared to become like this when they give Mr. HK a look, it is conceivable that Mr. HK is really as terrifying as the rumors, which makes them even more awe-inspired.

............

San Miguel Building

In the venue on the first floor of the building, thousands of people watched intently as Song He and Song Jiang were fighting fiercely.

The center of the venue, that is, the center of the fight, is a mess, with a tattered ground and messy venue equipment.

This was the damage caused by the first round of the fight between Song Jiang and Song He, and the two simply exchanged punches, and the wind pressure formed between the fists and feet blew and pressed the surrounding objects in a radius of several feet.

At this time, after the first round of fighting, the two had already reflexively retreated to dozens of meters away, coldly examining each other.

Although Song Jiang was calm and calm on the surface, his heart was already overturned, and after this battle of punches, he finally recovered from the crushing memory of the traitor in front of him after defeating him in twenty moves.

Now this traitor's strength is much stronger than back then, although it is a simple test shot, but it is also clear that he seems to be on par with himself now, whether it is in the realm of martial arts or in strength.

"You have reached the advanced realm of the Yellow Creek Rank?" Song Jiang asked coldly.

Looking at Song He's purple Wuyuan sari on the opposite side with a purple Wuyuan shirt that had almost turned into substance, Song Jiang's face was solemn.

"Heh, don't you see that the gauze on my body is about to turn into substance, Lao Tzu Huangxi Rank Advanced Triple Gate, and you still have to ask knowingly?" Song He smiled contemptuously, shaking the Wu Yuan gauze on his body like a down jacket, "Do you think that you can make progress and not make others progress?"

Song Jiang's face sank, he stopped speaking, raised his feet, kicked the ground with his strength, and shook the iron rod from the ground, holding it neatly, and the pale yellow Wu Yuan was like a stream from the dantian to continuously gather on the iron rod.

The silver iron rod was covered with layers of pale yellow Wu Yuan, like streams of light flowing on the surface, almost substantial.

Song He also took an iron rod from his subordinates, and also attached the purple Wu Yuan to the iron rod.

It's really the same door! Even the weapons are the same!" Li Qi sighed.

In Li Qi's sigh, the two on the field have instantly rushed to the center, engaged in another round of fighting, with the same martial arts, sprinting and colliding together.

"Kunlin Thrust! Yellow Order Advanced Martial Arts!"

I saw that the two of them were also holding an iron rod in one hand, and the iron rods attached to Wu Yuan collided together in the form of a sprint, and the iron rods on both sides even conjured up countless iron rod remnants, just like a forest, dense, virtual and real.

And these afterimages are not as simple as illusory, but formed by Wu Yuan, tangible, almost substantial, in the life-and-death struggle of countless stick shadows, it is really shocking to watch.

People with average eyesight can only see the battlefield, the two of them are constantly waving their weapons, purple light and pale yellow light continue to violently bombard together, the deafening roar, caused by bursts of cold wind pressure in the sound of everything around them, the frightened legs tremble, almost paralyzed on the ground.

Those who know the goods will see that the martial arts realm of the two is not only high, but also their mastery of Wu Yuan is also very good, using the speed of the stabbing stick to create countless strange and ethereal Wu Yuan remnants with strange attack routes, and their strength is really amazing.

The two of them were evenly matched, the speed of the stick spurs continued to increase, and more and more Wu Yuan afterimages were created, becoming more and more illusory, and the attack route became very tricky.

The more Song Jiang sped up the speed of the stab, the more frightened he became, the traitor in front of him was able to use the "Kunlin Spike" against him for so long, and the speed of the stab was actually faster and faster than himself.

You must know that the "Kunlin Assassination" is the martial art of the Song family, which is famous in the rivers and lakes, relying on its own attack speed, body internal strength, and martial arts strength, forming a stick forest with countless stick shadows, like a barrage, and suppressing the opponent with firepower.

Although "Kunlin Spike" is a high-level martial art of the Yellow Rank, it is a martial art that can be advanced, and it is comparable to a ground-level martial art when practiced to the peak. You must know that in the martial arts world, there are not many martial arts that can be advanced, and you can imagine how coveted the martial arts that can evolve to the rare ground level, but its power is increased with the user's attack speed, physical strength, and martial arts strength.

The realm of this martial art is divided into nine levels, the first order is a small test, one second to strike twelve afterimages, the second order is the entry, one second to hit twenty-four afterimages, the first order is twice as large, the third order is a small success, one second to hit forty-eight afterimages, is twice as large as the second order. And so on, the fourth-order master has ninety-six paths, the fifth-order Dacheng has one hundred and ninety-two paths, the sixth-order has three hundred and eighty-four paths, the seventh-order grandmaster has seven hundred and sixty-eight paths, the eighth-order extreme path has one thousand five hundred and thirty-six paths, and the ninth-order peak has three thousand and seventy-two paths.

Song Jiang, who knew Kunlin Spike very well, relied on his amazing eyesight and feeling, and in a short moment, he had already silently counted the number of afterimages that Song He had struck out in one second.

One hundred and fifty-eight!

Song Jiang was shocked in his heart, he must know that he was already very good at this martial art in the clan, and he had just passed the fourth-order Xiaocheng, one hundred and eighteen in one second, and he was so far away from this traitor......

The two were in the middle of the confrontation, time passed quietly, and between the struggle of speed and physical strength, Song Jiang began to be tired, sweat continued to emerge from his forehead, and the muscles of his arms began to tremble.

I didn't expect ...... The strength of this guy is so powerful now! It seems that it is difficult for me to please in this martial art! Song Jiang sighed secretly in his heart.