As the saying goes, there are more than six hundred people, and there is no boundary.

More than 2,000 thugs ran wildly on one street, and that was a sea of people.

From Young's point of view, there were too many people rushing towards her to count. At a glance, except for people, there are still people.

However, in this regard, Weiyang just raised his head and looked coldly.

"Rush, rush to Lao Tzu. Boss Gao's order, rush to the city, smash everything you see, and you can get money. ”

"Fuck it, with the money promised by Boss Gao, Lao Tzu can earn so much in half his life."

The gangsters who have been carried away by money have gone crazy, and Weiyang standing in the middle of the street is like non-existent in their eyes.

Just as the thugs were rushing wildly, a light array blocked their way.

When the gangsters were puzzled, Weiyangyu's hand clenched into a fist, and countless stones and ice balls poured out from the light array. Shoot at the thugs.

Each array of light was like a machine gun, pouring endless firepower without interruption.

"What... What's that! Yes!! ”

The thugs were suddenly blindsided, and all kinds of balls were thrown at them, and the first to bear the brunt was the thugs who rushed to the front row.

The body is constantly attacked, and although the ball is not big, it is won in a very large number. After two or three seconds, the gangsters in the front row were already blue and purple. If you are unlucky, you will be hit in the eye or temple, and you will be directly incapacitated.

Gangsters are just brave and ruthless people. The more you coax, the more he will die. And when in danger, gangsters can't do it.

In the face of this kind of attack, it is actually no problem to rush strongly, but gangsters are not soldiers after all, and they are selfish. And there is no organizational discipline.

In the face of this kind of attack, the gangsters were in chaos in an instant, the people in front ran to the back, the people behind squeezed to the front, and then they were stunned by the wild ball and then hid back.

As a result, casualties appeared, and more and more people lost the ability to fight. Funny enough, only a small part of these injured people are due to Weiyang. It's more due to the thugs pushing and trampling themselves.

So this seemingly terrifying army of 2,000 people was stopped halfway by Weiyang.

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Operational conference room.

"What.... What happened? Am I right? ”

"Who is that man? Is there so much energy in the dragon pattern? At the very least, it's a fourth-order or fifth-order dragon pattern. ”

"No... No.... You see, the man was wearing a first-grade uniform. ”

"Oh my God.... I can't believe it. ”

"Didn't you say it was impossible? If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really wouldn't believe that a freshman could stop so many people by himself. ”

"I'm afraid all of this is expected by the person in charge. It is the order of the general manager to let the gangsters gather in the large cargo yard, and it seems that the general manager has already calculated everything. ”

Lan Ling naturally saw this scene, and everyone's discussion also fell into her ears. As soon as she finished saying that intercepting these two thousand people was an impossible task, Su Hai performed a 1 VS 2000 for her. It's like playing on yourself.

"Bang"

Lan Ling angrily slammed the handle of the stool with his hand, and everyone who heard this voice subconsciously looked at Lan Ling.

And when he looked at Lan Ling, he couldn't help but meet her eyes full of resentment. Many immediately looked away. For fear that the blue spirit would turn his anger on them.

Of course, there are exceptions - Mu Ningshuang has been looking at Lan Ling with a smile on her face, how kind and friendly the smile is, how friendly and how friendly it is.

But this smile fell in Lan Ling's eyes, but it was extremely piercing.

Lan Ling's lips trembled a few times, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say it.

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Textile mill.

Zhao Yan and Luo stood opposite each other. Suddenly, Zhao Yan's headphones came from the previously unusually charming and bewitching female voice:

"Zhao Yan, the situation is a little bad, the Black Tiger's actions have been blocked, and the other party seems to be really prepared."

"Huh?" Zhao Yan frowned: "My side is a little tricky, and I can't defeat my opponent immediately." Now what? ”

"Ten minutes, we'll be there in no time. The Waste Black Tiger is now on our own, and when we arrive, we will crush the enemy besieging the textile factory head-on. ”

Zhao Yan licked the corners of his mouth: "Okay, then I'll wait for your eldest sister." ”

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Operational conference room.

"Even if we can stop the intervention of the Black Tiger, the most important thing is the frontal battlefield - the textile factory." Even after being slapped in the face fiercely before, Lan Ling still did not change his face, and pointed at Luo on the screen: "Of the people present, only that girl is not bad." However, it was not enough to subdue a second-order Huang martial artist. ”

"The rest of the people are nothing more than novices, and the price they need to pay to achieve their goals is beyond anyone's limit."

"Before, it was just a trick, and the coincidental dragon pattern and the coincidental terrain completed the coincidental result against the coincidental enemy, and that's it. However, in the face of true strength, any skill is weak. ”

"You know, Huang Martial Artist is different from the Dragon Tattooer. The Huang Martial Master needs to pay a great price in order to obtain the Huang Wu. This price is not paid for nothing. When the Huang Martial Master is in the first order, he will feed back the first ability from the Huang Martial Arts. The second-order Huang Martial Master also has two abilities. The first-order dragon pattern has not mastered a single dragon pattern skill. This gap in strength cannot be bridged by skill. ”

"The so-called - one force will drop ten, so it is!"

Lan Ling stood up from his seat and looked at Su Hai condescendingly. His face was expressionless, as if everything was under his control.

"Ten will be reduced by one force?" Su Hai turned his head to look at Lan Ling, and a flirtatious smile hung on the corner of his mouth: "That depends on this strength, whether it is big enough." ”

"And, who told you that Lowe was two abilities ahead?"

"It seems that you haven't learned how to see it properly. Didn't I tell you before? If you think you can't do it, just look at it. ”

Su Hai looked at Luo in the picture, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

Su Hai knew that Luo Ke had mastered the holy skills that even he was afraid of.

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Textile mill.

Zhao Yan stroked the sickle handle with his hand: "Little girl, I admit that your talent is far above mine, if you are a second-order like me, I may not be able to go through more than a dozen rounds in your hands." ”

"But ah, now you're only a first-order, don't be too arrogant. In addition to 'Flame Wind', I also have an ability. You who haven't mastered any dragon pattern skills are not my opponent. ”

"Let you see! My second ability! ”

"Chiyan!"

Zhao Yan waved the scythe in his hand violently, and a red flame instantly burned from the handle of the scythe to the sickle body. The entire scythe was encased in flames.

Bursts of heat gushed out, and the temperature inside seemed to rise by a degree or two.

"In the state of Chiyan, my attacks are not so easy to dodge, and with your body, Miss, you may die if I go down with this scythe. Well, think about it. How about the retreat? ”

"Oh." Luo looked at the giant scythe that was burning with flames and shrugged his nose: "Luo can't die yet, the world hasn't remembered Luo yet." ”

Luo said as he walked slowly towards Zhao Yan.

"Cut."

Zhao Yanjian's persuasion was ineffective. Raise your scythe and prepare to attack.

Luo's five fingers suddenly opened, and he moved his body quickly and rushed towards Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan looked at Luo, who wanted to get close to him, and yelled: "Idiot, do you think I will give you a chance?" ”

Wielding the giant scythe in his hand, he slashed away violently like Luo. The flames burning above the scythe made the scythe's attack range almost half as large.

What Zhao Yan didn't notice was. On the space crossed by Luo's five fingers, five condensed marks were left.

A voice sounded in the textile mill:

"Marking the World"