Chapter 582: Hunting the Strong
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The earth is vast, the night has not yet fallen its curtain, the sunset is still reluctant between the mountains, here reminds Wang Hao of Brother Leopard, it is not far from this place, Wang Hao killed people for the first time after resurrection in this world, and killed a lot of people, at that time Wang Hao's martial arts were still like green apples. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
It is about 20 kilometers away from C City, and it is also a scenic spot in C City, here, the reckless mountains are undulating, and the main peak of Sun Mountain is shrouded in a huge shadow, which makes people feel a kind of Xiao killing between heaven and earth, and the feeling of Xiao killing is heavy on the hearts of Mr. Li and the Indians and Ruan Wenshan, Zhang Fei's pressure in their hearts has been transferred to the majestic mountain, Zhang Fei's invincible image has been rooted in their nerve endings, Wang Hao doesn't know how powerful Zhang Fei is, but they know, Zhang Fei's family is full of mystery, no one knows Zhang Fei's background for nearly a hundred years, it seems that Zhang Fei has always been alone in this century.
The vehicle is running wild on the narrow country road, although it is a country road, but the road condition is very good, the cement pavement is of high quality, the only deficiency is that it is very narrow, and the two cars must slow down when they pass by.
This is a van, and Wang Hao, Nguyen Van Son, Indians, and Mr. Li, Lei He, and Sun Jian are driving in the van.
Entering the huge shadow, the crowd was slowly becoming scarce, and the huge trees were colorful in the setting sun, like countless ghosts and ghosts dancing their teeth and claws, and finally, the car stopped in front of a very lonely house.
The house is old, it looks like it has been abandoned for a long time, and it is overgrown with weeds, but from the cleanliness it seems to have been recently cleaned and very clean.
Wang Hao had just gotten out of the car, and the door of the house suddenly opened, only to see Zhang Fei walking out of the door with the Zhangba snake spear in his hand like a god, the tower-like body had reached the side of the gate, and the snake spear was about to poke into the eaves, and his long hair was flying wildly.
"It's coming!" Zhang Fei laughed wildly.
"Here we are." Wang Hao smiled indifferently, he didn't care about Zhang Fei knowing that they were coming, in fact, he didn't hide it at all, and Zhang Fei didn't hide it either, a strong man who reached their level, the strategy seemed to be unimportant, the battle was the real result, and any fancy calculations made people laugh in vain.
"Let your men out." Zhang Fei put away his arrogant smile and waved his big hand.
"Well, come out!" Wang Hao is also not subtle, he has been monitored by him since Zhang Fei left, Zhang Fei's range of activities has never been out of his grasp, such a master, Wang Hao does not dare to let him disappear in the vast sea of people.
As soon as Wang Hao's words fell, he saw four tower-like guards slowly walking out of the woods next to the house, their expressions were full of incomparable arrogance, as if, Zhang Fei was like an ant in their eyes, indeed, even if a Zhang Fei was brave and invincible, it was impossible for the four of them to be the opponent.
Seeing these four iron towers, not inferior to his four iron guards, Zhang Fei was also stunned, he only knew that someone was following, he didn't expect that there were four such figures, when he left from the press conference, he obviously felt that the few giants who stayed in those squares did not follow him, and there were actually other giants, suddenly, Zhang Fei had a bad omen in his heart, of course, this worry immediately turned into smoke, because, he also had ambushes.
"It's time for your people to come out, too." Wang Hao smiled indifferently.
Zhang Fei nodded, without making a sound, twelve people slowly walked out of the room, eleven strange-shaped people, some wearing suits, some wearing tunics, and some wearing robes...... Except for a young man, almost everyone's face is full of the vicissitudes of time.
When the twelve people walked out, Wang Hao clearly felt that Mr. Li's heart was beating sharply.
Wang Hao's heart is also beating, is it possible that all the strong people are concentrated here?
Apparently yes!
"Over the years, a strong man has been added?" Wang Hao pointed to the young man and said, in terms of quantity, there is already one more person, then, the only explanation is to explain that in this century, there is only one person who can enter the world of the strong, and it is still a young man, of course, stammering can already be regarded as entering the world of the strong, but he has not yet entered this circle.
No one answered, however, most of them nodded, and they all looked at this legendary figure, it was this long-haired young man who killed Dahe, the top powerhouse, and it was this long-haired young man who wanted to re-enact the powerhouse agreement.
"Are you Chinese?" Wang Hao asked the young man.
"Yes." The young man nodded, the question was not complicated, and he replied immediately.
"Well, it's good, come here!" Wang Hao beckoned to the young powerhouse.
"What for?" The young man's face was green, obviously, he had been addicted to martial arts for a long time, and he had no experience in interpersonal interactions, and when he saw Wang Hao beckoning to him, he hurriedly asked the strong people around him for advice.
"You are very young, it is not easy to appear a strong person, I want to introduce you to two people, I think, you are happy to know them, of course, for the time being, you can only know one, and the other person will need to wait for at least twenty years."
When Wang Hao saw this young man, he almost immediately thought of the child who stammered and Dahe, with this young man, presumably, they would not be lonely anymore.
"The strong?"
Sure enough, the young man's eyes lit up, there are too few strong people in this world, so few that he can't meet a few in his life, although he has known more than ten strong people in this operation, but he is very disappointed and disappointed, there is no strong man of the same age, these old strong people have an insurmountable generation gap with him, and the most important thing is that he has been in the past few decades, if there is no special opportunity, it is difficult to surpass these old guys, which makes him feel a deep loneliness.
"Yes, these two people, one will become your friend, the other will become your enemy, this battle, you should still watch from the sidelines, you will find that watching is more interesting than participating!" Wang Hao said.
"This ...... Good. ā
The young man looked back at an old man with a childish face, the old man pondered for a moment, nodded solemnly, and the young man immediately walked to the side, alone, as if in the camp of a third party.
"You're his master?" Wang Hao asked the old man with a childish face.
"No, in this world, no one can be his master." The old man shook his head, the birth of a strong man is more of a talent than a master, of course, this theory is not suitable for Wang Hao, because, in modern society, there is no complete set of cultivation exercises, so the old man's statement is very reasonable, they will bring countless disciples in their lives, but there are almost no who can really enter the world of the strong, so, in order to show respect for the strong, the disciples who enter the world of the strong are not commensurate with apprentices, a real genius, even if there is no master, You can enter the world of the strong, the only difference is only the length of time.
"Well, very well, I remember you, by the way, who are Vietnamese?" Wang Hao turned around and asked Ruan Wenshan.
"This ...... Ahem......" Nguyen Van Son looked embarrassed, he didn't expect Wang Hao to ask him directly, although he really wanted to kill his only opponent in Vietnam, but he didn't want to be so blatant.
"I am, how?" A gloomy face, looking a very strong man walked out, a standard Mandarin, for these strong people, almost everyone is a language master, you know, they have studied some ancient books all their lives, in order to read conveniently, the first thing they need to do is to solve the problem of language barrier, in their long life, it is easy to learn several languages, not to mention China, which has the most ancient documents, so it is not strange to know Chinese, and it is a strange thing to not know Chinese.
"Well, it's not good, I promised Mr. Ruan that I would kill you." Wang Hao said lightly.
"Hahaha...... Kill me? Their Ruan family has wanted to kill me for nearly a hundred years, and I am still alive and well, Ruan Wenshan Xiao'er, come on, let the uncle overtake you, you two brothers are also living too poorly, one family has two strong people, but I am helpless, and I have to think about how to avoid me all the time...... Haha......" This Vietnamese looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, obviously, this guy's martial arts are very good, if they fight alone, the two brothers Nguyen Van Son are not opponents at all.
"You ......" Ruan Wenshan walked out with a blue face, and his murderous intent skyrocketed.
"I promised you." Wang Hao's slow voice hit Ruan Wenshan's heart like a hammer, Ruan Wenshan woke up suddenly, and the whole person retreated behind Wang Hao.
The whole scene was full of a strange atmosphere, everyone looked at Wang Hao, and they were more indifferent to the conflict between Nguyen Van Son and the Vietnamese, that is, Zhang Fei was silent all the time, watching Wang Hao silent, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Kill him!"
Suddenly, Wang Hao's bland tone was full of murderous intent, as if a cold wind was blowing on the ground, and even Zhang Fei was caught off guard and fought a cold war.
With such a big momentum, feeling the biting cold in the air, every strong person has a new position for Wang Hao.
Lei He slowly walked out from behind Wang Hao, and the strong murderous intent firmly shrouded the Vietnamese.
"Le ......" that Vietnamese hand arched.
"Needless to say, I don't want to know the name of a dead man."
Lei He interrupted the Vietnamese's words, and his huge body slowly approached, and at this time, Zhang Fei looked at Lei He, who was about the same size as himself, and his battle intent skyrocketed wildly.
(To be continued)