Paris in the European Zone.

The slaughterhouse in Chinatown accounts for 40 percent of the meat market in Paris. Day and night, there are a large number of workers here, busy slaughtering living beings and processing them into all kinds of meat.

Unlike usual, tonight, it was indeed deserted, except for dozens of security guards patrolling, and not a single worker was nowhere to be seen. As for the reason, it was because the big boss of the slaughterhouse, the head of the Hongke family, a first-class family in Paris, finally had a son at the age of fifty, so he issued an order to let all employees of the property under his name have two days off with pay.

Shout! Shout! Shout! Shout! Shout! Shout!

Six ghostly figures silently appeared in a forest behind the slaughterhouse.

In this wood, there are container trucks parked, and these container trucks are the vehicles that usually transport meat outside. Because all the workers are on holiday, it is pitch black and quiet.

"Minghao, look at the time, how long is it still from the time marked on the hero's post?"

Cui Hao stretched out his hand to open the door of a container truck, and after entering the passenger seat, he said indifferently.

Yelu Minghao made a scattered gesture to the four people behind him, and after the four young men with gloomy aura disappeared into the surrounding night, he stepped into the driver's seat and whispered, "Boss, there is still half an hour left." ”

Cui Hao nodded indifferently and devoted his gaze to the dark night.

Hero post!

It was Cui Hao who came up with the solution. Those targets he chooses, if they are found one by one, but consume time. So the compromise he chose was to speed up the pace in the shortest possible time. network to a group of masters.

"Huh?"

Cui Hao raised his eyebrows, and his sharp gaze locked on the black shadow lurking silently in the distance.

Yelu Minghao glanced at Cui Hao. The moment he pushed the door open, his figure shot out. After just a second or two, he was standing in front of the dark shadow.

"Night wolf?"

Wearing a black tracksuit, the night wolf was so thin, his eyes released a cold light, his gaze fell on Yelu Minghao's face wearing a bronze mask, and asked coldly: "Hero post, did you send it?" ”

Yelu Minghao said indifferently: "It's my boss." ”

The night wolf glanced around, and after quickly locking on to Cui Hao in the container truck, he sneered: "Your boss's shelf is really big. But. The person invited by the hero post shouldn't be me, right? ”

Shout! Shout! Shout!

Three ghostly figures shot out from three directions, and in just a few moments, they were already standing around the two of them.

"Quack...... The old man has lived for 60 years, but he has never received a hero's post. Yes, very good, all of them are masters of Wuzun in the early stage. It seems that the person who sent out the hero post still has some ability! "A man in his forties. The sound is like foam rubbing against glass, and it is extremely harsh.

"Bullshit hero post, if it weren't for curiosity, I wouldn't bother to come here. Who is the right man? Get out of here and let me be quiet, what the hell is there three heads and six arms? Or do you have the heart of a tiger guts? How dare you be so arrogant! A middle-aged man with an unruly look on his face. A sharp dagger in his hand, constantly flying. Forms a variety of knife flowers.

Yelu Minghao said coldly: "In the list of heroes, there is only one mid-stage powerhouse of Wuzun. Budweider. I'm not interested in you, maybe my boss is interested in you. In the early stage of Ateli, Wuzun, he once won the top spot in 16 boxing tournaments in the Asian black boxing tournament for two consecutive years, and even won two black and gold belts. I used to play black boxing, so if I have the chance, let's have a good fight. ”

Ataili frowned slightly, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?" ”

"Death!"

Yelu Minghao said coldly.

Ataili became vigilant in an instant, his eyes stared at Yelu Minghao, and said in a deep voice: "The god of death who killed the scorpion? Interesting, really interesting. Although the scorpion had fought with me, it was seriously injured by me, and it took months to recuperate in bed. But you can kill him and prove that you are strong. However, fighting you with me is still a little bit worse. ”

Yelu Minghao didn't speak, but set his eyes on the lean young man who came here, but he didn't speak: "Guda, I like you very much. The killer world is haunted and extremely powerful. When this gathering is over, you can join me in the Hall of Assassination! ”

"Qualification ......"

Guta slowly spat out two words, his eyes as vigilant as ever.

Yelu Minghao said indifferently: "I understand what you mean. My boss, I have the right to make you allegiance. ”

Time passed, and it was half an hour later.

The number of heroes sent out is twenty-six. And at this moment, all the twenty-six people who received the hero's post came here. They are scattered in all corners and are deeply wary of each other.

"Smack......

Cui Hao wore a bronze mask and came out of the passenger seat of the container truck.

"Good evening, everybody, and welcome. I sent out twenty-six hero posts, and twenty-six people came here. It seems that you are really brave people! You've had enough recuperation in the past few years, right? To be honest, I hate the lifeless way you look. Fighting, fighting, hovering on the line of life and death, can make your strength stronger and stronger, so that you have the opportunity to be above hundreds of millions of people. ”

Budweider was the oldest and strongest person among the twenty-six people, and when he heard Cui Hao's words, he said with a sneering look: "What you say is better than what you sing." Fighting? Fight? Hovering on the line of life and death? Above billions of people? You're not afraid to flash your big tongue either. The people who hide their heads and shrink their tails, don't even dare to show their true faces, and dare to talk nonsense with us? ”

Cui Hao stared at Budweiser and sneered: "Budweider, I respect you for being a little older, this time you are not disrespectful, I will spare you once." If you do it again, I will take your life. If you are not convinced, you can try it with me, and I will convince you to beat you. ”

A huge momentum erupted from Budweider, and the strong killing intent was even more frantically surging. He hooked his finger at Cui Hao, and said with a smile: "Young offspring, you are untrustworthy." I want to see how you can convince me. ”

Cui Hao said coldly: "If I do it, you will put your life in my hands in this life and let me drive you." If I can't do it, I have to kill and listen to it. ”

Budweider laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, this is what you said, don't blame me for bullying the small." ”

Punch and slap with your hand, and grab it with your eagle claws.

The fists are as dense as rain, and the whip is crisp and fast.

If Budweiser doesn't make a move, it's enough, and as soon as he makes a move, he will do all the tricks. His moves are very mixed, but because of his deep roots, each move has been practiced to the point of perfection, so the seemingly chaotic attack moves are extremely powerful when coherent.

Up, middle and bottom three ways.

Sealing the space in front of Cui Hao, the fist palm leg route is weird, and it seems to be as strong as soft. Among the people present, several masters with high vision, their faces changed slightly, and they had already recognized that among the moves used by Budweider, Jiu-Jitsu and Meditation were actually combined.

Jiu-Jitsu, practiced to the extreme, to overcome rigidity with softness, and to produce rigidity in softness. In the end, the shape and meaning are used as the standard to achieve the power of both rigidity and softness. Ordinary people can only use jiu-jitsu to train their bodies, and even if they can be used for attacks, the effect is minimal. But a martial artist who cultivates True Qi, once he integrates Jiu-Jitsu into his martial arts moves, the power of the explosion is extremely amazing.

Meditation is a method of mindfulness for those who practice the Bodhisattva Dao, and its purpose is to purify the mind and exercise wisdom in order to enter the realm of truth of the Dharma. The return to the heart is the ultimate killer move for countless people who participate in Zen. Whatever the mind refers to, all are killed.

Budweiser was able to integrate the essence of various martial arts moves into his unique attack moves, and this kind of person's attainments in martial arts had obviously reached the pinnacle. It's a pity that his cultivation realm is only in the middle stage of Wuzun, if he can break through to the realm of martial saints, it will be equivalent to surpassing countless martial artists in the future and becoming Taishan Beidou in martial arts.

In the slight change in the faces of the surrounding spectators, Cui Hao was in danger, his breath was as calm as Mount Tai, his arms waved, and he posed in a Tai Chi palm raising pose on his chest. Yin and yang are blended, rigidity and softness are combined. When the palm is fast, it is like a storm, full of flying catkins. Layers of palm shadows, like surging waves, each wave is stronger and more powerful than the other.

"Bang ......"

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

A burst of anger sounded as the two of them became entangled.

Speed, strength, Cui Hao has an advantage, but the use of martial arts moves, the essence of various moves, he is not as good as Budweider. During the fight, his attack on Budweiser was a bit difficult to parry at first. But as time passed, Cui Hao gradually stabilized his body and began to try to fight back.

"Who?"

A few loud shouts came from a distance, and the beam of light shining from the flashlight made everyone present frown deeply.

Yelu Minghao said coldly: "Kill them." No one is allowed to approach. ”

"Yes!"

The four figures behind him disappeared in an instant, and half a minute later, the beams of light that were getting closer and closer went out, and even the bodies of the security guards who rushed over were hidden in the dark corners.

Cui Hao and Budweider were not affected, and the battle between the two became more and more intense. Although Cui Hao was confident that he could defeat Budweiser in just a few moves, he didn't do so. It's too lucky for him to come across a contest of this level. He needs to fight and fight, he needs to temper his martial arts moves, and only in actual combat can he make leaps and bounds.

Ten minutes later.

Cui Hao became more and more courageous, while Budweider's face became more and more pale.

At first, Budweider also thought that he could easily defeat this young boy who hid his head and shrunk his tail and did not dare to show his true face, even if he was shocked that the other party had the cultivation of the middle stage of Wuzun at a young age. However, after ten minutes, every minute passed, his heart sank a little, and now, he felt that his heart had fallen into the bottomless abyss. (To be continued......)