As he spoke, a black figure had appeared at the end of the street, and these black shadows seemed to be a large black cloud suddenly rising from the horizon, constantly approaching them.

The leader Jason is fierce and vicious, nearly five meters tall, and wears a terrifying steel mask on his face, and the mask is covered with dense black holes and rust.

Through the domineering perception of seeing and hearing, Smaer soon found that the strength of this violent giant was very high and strong, although it could not be accurately estimated, but the physical combat power was even much higher than that of Bao Wo in a violent state.

Next to Jason was a swordsman from the Black Orchid Society, and the weapons used by that guy were two knife-type weapons, which looked a bit like a Nepalese scimitar from the shape of the scabbard.

The sky was already dark, and these villains emerged from the gray morning light, like beasts about to be hunted, and their mouths continued to let out terrifying roars.

Smaer watched the enemy from afar, feeling his heart beat faster, but it was not because of fear, but because of an indescribable sense of excitement.

After these guys approached the shallow and deep trading ground, they immediately howled and sped up, and Zhan He shouted loudly, beckoning to the brothers behind him:

"Brothers, kill me, rob everything you can, kill all the living, and leave no one behind!"

The members of the Black Lan Society echoed like wolves, and rushed in.

At this time, there were only two people standing outside the shallow and deep trading floor, Dark Che and Smail.

The dark car stood behind Smer with his hands in his hands, his body was swirling with bursts of power, his expression was calm, and his eyes flashed with a compelling cold light. Beside the dark car, Smaer was smiling and looking at the menacing enemy, slowly meeting it.

Because Zhan He has been following the monk all the year round, he is naturally very familiar with the dark car, but he has a strange feeling about the sudden appearance of Smer, he always feels that this guy is a little familiar, but he can't remember where he has seen him, so he can't help but ask his henchmen:

"Why does this guy look a little familiar, is he also a mercenary of the Wembula family?"

The subordinate frowned, shook his head, and said:

"Isn't it...... The first few times I came to collect the management fee, I hadn't seen this guy, no, I really haven't seen him, he shouldn't be from the Wenbula family. It shouldn't be the master invited by the kid from the dark car! ”

"Hmph, a master fart! It's just a hairy boy, and the mantis arm is a car! Zhan He said confidently.

As he spoke, the members of the Black Lan Society who were charging forward had already rushed to Smer's approach, but they saw that a strong blue light suddenly flashed on Smer's chest, and then a wave of power stirred in his chest like boiling hot water, and even tore the clothes on his body one by one.

Zhan He narrowed his eyes and muttered in some surprise:

"Advanced conversion pod?"

Then, Zhan He's face showed disdain, but the pace of the attack slowed down a little.

He also knew some mechanical equipment, and knew that this advanced transformation pod was a device that could extract the power from the hedron and transform it into a power device that could be driven by the user. Although this device can increase the user's strength for a short time, it is too expensive, and often an ordinary hedron can only last for about three hours.

Now an ordinary spar can be sold for a high price of about five million in Watertown City, so if it is not a special case, almost no one will use such a money-burning equipment.

"Hmph, what means do I have to be this kid, I was going to spend money and work hard!"

Zhan He stood behind and didn't make a move immediately, because he knew that now that Smail was equipped with an advanced transformation pod, he would have a steady stream of abundant power in a short period of time, which meant that if Smail was an ability, then he could use some terrifying moves that were extremely lethal but consumed a lot of power.

With this in mind, Zhan decided to observe the situation before going forward.

But Jason didn't have so many scruples, his body had undergone a special transformation, he could almost run amok in Watertown, and he didn't pay attention to the dark car and Smael at all, and rushed over with a muffled snort.

The dark car quickly moved forward, carrying billowing sand and dust under its feet, and flew to Jason's side, and with a loud shout, he activated his ability:

"Crazy Salon Roll!"

With this loud shout, a terrifying sandstorm whirlwind rose from the ground, engulfing the dark car and Jason in it, and the other members of the Black Lan Society who rushed over were swept up as soon as they approached these tornadoes, screaming and flying into the sky.

Zhan He didn't care too much, because he knew that even if the dark car had two hits, in the face of such an exaggerated level gap, he would only have the share of crushing, and there would be no chance of victory.

As long as he asked his subordinates to test the green-haired boy first, and then assassinate him himself, this Wenbula family's slaughter war was basically completed.

Thinking like this, a smug smile gradually appeared on Zhan He's face.

The men of the Black Orchid Society gathered around Smail, who did not show the slightest timidity, but laughed maniacally, his laughter was so infectious and penetrating that it felt as if a long and narrow fingernail rubbed against the eardrums, arousing an indescribable madness and anger.

Affected by the laughter's taunting effect, the fellows began to rush towards Smer in a frenzy, and Zhan Nuclear observed all of this, secretly preparing to make a move.

At this moment, something unexpected happened to Zhan He!

The guys who wanted to besiege Smael suddenly seemed to be overcharged for a moment after approaching him, their bodies spasmed slightly, and then their eyes flashed with a strange look, and then they all didn't move.

Smal stood among these members of the Black Lan Society, and Sen Sen smiled at Zhan He who was not far away, and said evilly:

"Hey, hey, hey...... Why don't you come along? Is it because of fear? ”

Zhan Xin's head froze, and he suddenly remembered the strange scene of the black man carrying the coffin he had seen before, and he immediately realized that Smail was the one who had the ability to control, and the few subordinates who were painted black must have all been controlled by him.

Sure enough, Smal gave an order, and all of Zhan He's subordinates turned against each other and rushed towards Zhan He with a shout.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhan He immediately urged the move.

"Ghost Walk!"

Zhan He's feet suddenly lingered with layers of black light, and then the whole person disappeared out of thin air.

The members of the Black Lan Society, who had pounced on Zhan He, suddenly lost their target and looked around a little dazedly, and then all turned their eyes to Smer, waiting for his next order.

Smer stood still with a blank expression, because he didn't believe that Zhan Nu would run away because of the attack of these minions, and he would definitely not kill himself.

Smael guessed that Zhan Nu must have thought that if he killed the controller in an instant, his men would be restored. Therefore, no matter what method Zhan He used to conceal his body, his ultimate goal was very obvious. That is, it will definitely attack itself!

And so it was.

Smaer suddenly felt another eerie gust of wind pass behind him, and then an awe-inspiring chill hit him instantly.

"Shadow Attack!"

With Zhan He's loud shout, he drew his knife with both hands, and two narrow Nepalese scimitars struck Smail on the left and right, like a pair of death scissors, mercilessly aiming at Smail's neck.

Smal laughed wildly, turned his head in the direction of the attack, pulled out the modified gold poker gun in his hand, and aimed at the head of the enemy that Huo Ran had appeared.

Zhan He's face showed a smug look, and he secretly felt ridiculous in his heart, he didn't expect Smaer to not choose to dodge at such a critical juncture, and even dare to fight with himself, which is tantamount to asking for his own death!

The twin knives broke through the air, and the air around them seemed to be a curtain that had suddenly been torn open, and there was a cracking sound.

Smer was undaunted, and his strange and distorted smile seemed to freeze at this moment, pulling the trigger in his hand.