As the blonde girl fell, the men in black pointed their guns at Ling Guang again, but Ling Guang sat there motionless, his eyes glazed, as if he had been scared stupid. After a while, one of the men in black wondered, "Boss, this thing won't be stupid, right?" The man in black, who was leading in front of all the men in black, who was obviously thicker, let out a deep voice: " Be vigilant, that little girl just now is very evil, we are loaded with a Viper submachine gun imported from the hands of the American arms dealers, I have a good rate of fire of this gun, she can actually dodge and kill our two brothers, if it weren't for the AWM sniper rifle, we can't guarantee to take him, maybe this kid is something greasy, pay attention, Dahua. "Hmm," the puzzled man nodded. They are "Cheetah" mercenaries, they are known for completing tasks "quickly and ruthlessly", not long ago, they received a task to hunt down a person and give a high commission, which made the team members excited, thinking that the money was given away for nothing. However, their captain led the elite and snipers out of caution, and he thought the captain was too cautious, but seeing the girl's monster-like physical abilities, he thought the captain's caution was right. He aimed his gun tightly at the kid in front of him to prevent an accident.

The only thing Ling Guang felt now was pain, a pain in his body as if it was about to explode. At the same time, a picture kept popping up in his mind, a man sitting on a throne, under his throne there were the corpses of gods, dragons, giants, and in front of him kneeling countless races, his eyes were scarlet blood, he said a word, and Ling Guang could understand what it meant, but he couldn't remember anything. Then, a boundless sense of power flooded into his body, and he felt himself able to look down on all beings.

And Dahua's fingers holding the trigger now were also trembling, and he didn't know why he felt that the young man in front of him seemed to have changed, and the momentum on his body was like a fierce beast. He immediately decided to pull the trigger. The bullets from the submachine gun tilted towards Ling Guang, who looked up, all the bullets turned to powder, revealing a pair of red eyes, and then slammed into the man in black in front of him. At this time, Dahua showed his qualities as a battle-hardened mercenary, using the submachine gun as a baffle and charging with his legs apart. He flew away in response, and the submachine gun was broken.

The leader of the men in black saw Dahua flying out upside down and shouted at his men, "Shoot at that kid!" The men shot at Ling Guang one after another, and the muzzle of the gun flashed with flames, illuminating the face of the leader of the men in black, which was the face of a Chinese. No matter how many bullets come close to Plain Light, the bullets will turn to powder. Ling Guang picked up the blonde girl, wiped the wound with his hand and healed instantly, and the girl's face, which had become pale due to excessive blood loss, became a little bloody. He slowly clenched his fists forward, and all the people in black present had a feeling of being pinched, and many of the people in black had bruised muscles on their heads, and they felt like they were about to be pinched. At this time, the sound of a terrible wind swept over from a distance. Ignoring Ling Guang's defense, he came to Ling Guang, it was a silver bullet engraved with a complex pattern, Ling Guang's palm was instantly pierced, and the people in black felt that the "big hand" that had pinched them loosened.

The leader of the men in black shouted "gogo, hurry, up" and all the men in black retreated quickly, fast and neat. Ling Guang watched all this quietly, and when the man in black withdrew, he lay heavily on the ground, just now he was at the end of his crossbow, and the blonde girl also fell on Ling Guang, a girl slowly walked down from the sky, hugged Ling Guang and said, "We finally meet again, our long-cherished wish will finally come true." The men in black rode their motorcycles neatly and quickly through the night, while the leader of the men in black observed the situation at the end, like the lion king of the lions, protecting his lions. He looked at the road behind him, and after making sure that Ling Guang was not chasing, he parked the motorcycle on the side of the road, took out a bag of Chinese from his arms, and smoked it, he himself is Chinese, although he is abroad all year round. However, he loves to smoke this kind of national cigarette. He slowly spit out the circles in his eyes. "Head, you're here. The sudden voice made his muscles tense instantly, this is his habit of licking blood with a knife for many years, he looked back and found that it was Dahua, "It turned out to be you, Dahua, is there something wrong?" The team member named Dahua seemed to be very familiar with the leader of the men in black, took a cigarette from him, smoked it slowly, and said: "We have been this mercenary for ten years, today is an eye-opener, we have encountered a monster, if it weren't for the silver bullet given to us by the employer, I'm afraid we would have confessed today." The leader of the man in black said with a heavy face: "You're not entirely right, that young man's eyes don't look like monsters, but like gods" After saying that, he pinched the cross around his neck.

Ling Guang felt so tired, so tired that it was hard to open his eyelids, and in the darkness, he saw his body being devoured by a black monster, and then it replaced himself, it married and had children with the girl he loved, and then he ate all the people he wanted to protect. Ling Guang opened his eyes in an instant, and cold sweat broke out, and he found himself in a luxurious private room, and the chandelier above his head was shining brightly. "Are you awake?" a cold voice sounded, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw dark blue eyes. The owner of the eyes continued to ask, "Did you save me?" Ling Guang was about to answer, but he remembered his terrible dream again, so he chose to remain silent. "Yo, Mr. Lingguang, you're awake. A gentle voice came, and in walked in a foreigner with slightly curly hair, who was elegant like a nobleman. "Is your body well?" the foreigner asked, Ling Guang felt as if his body had recovered and was full of strength, and said, "I'm fine, thank you." "So, let's talk about what's next. The foreigner said with a serious face.

There is no free lunch in the world, Ling Guang still understands this truth, and he sat up slightly straight. "Let me first introduce Jane, martain, the tutor of the hunter department of the Lower Khan Academy, who is now inviting you to our academy as an inviter. He bowed. "Martain?" Ling Guang had seen on the Internet that this seemed to be a common French surname, semantically the ancient Roman god of war. "Are you French?" "Yes, I'm French. He said proudly, "But our academy is not in France, so will you go?"