Call!

Black skateboards go up the air and gallop over sleek buildings that are as straight as knives.

On the skateboard is a girl wearing a loose hood with a white chin peeking out in the shadow. Her eyes were fixed on the cobblestone path that loomed on the building's glass façade, the sound of the wind passing by her ears and the brim of her hat shaking violently.

Suddenly, the silver blade struck from under her feet, and she was narrowly dodged by the skateboard, and the hooded girl was just distracted when a tall black shadow swept past her, and the girl looked forward in surprise, only to see a man in a black vest with smooth muscles running wildly on the tall building.

The man grinned wide, completely defying gravity, and ran wildly on the curtain wall of the high-rise building, not paying attention to stepping on a hand-drawn landmine sticker on a blank piece of paper with grid stripes.

Rumble!

There was a huge explosion in the middle of the building, and the man in the vest and the girl with the hood were thrown out by the violent concussion and fell from a height of 100 meters.

A three-meter-wide paper airplane watched the two fall, and on the paper airplane stood a thin, freckled young man.

He looked up at the cobblestone road on the tall building, and the seemingly joking paper airplane turned around, straight up along the building, and came to the rooftop safely, and the end of the cobblestone road was at the roof staircase of this building.

Seeing that the end was in sight, the paper airplane man's face sank suddenly, and it turned out that there was a man wearing a blue scarf standing on the rooftop.

"Get out of the way!"

He didn't care much, and a white paper giant that suddenly inflated like a balloon raised its fist from behind him.

In just this moment, the man in the vest who ran wildly and the hooded girl who stepped on the skateboard all went to the rooftop, and without saying a word when they saw this scene, they also launched an attack on the blue scarf.

Lan Bi was expressionless, raised his pistol and pulled the trigger, after a clear and exciting sound of gold and iron, the paper airplane man bore the brunt, time seemed to slow down, and then turned into a white expanse in front of him, and then a long tinnitus, and his feet were weak......

Boom~

Boom~

Boom~

Paper airplane men, tank top men, and hooded girls all fainted and fell to the ground.

The blue scarf, or Yang Yan let out a sigh, he tightened the scarf around his neck, and hurriedly walked to the staircase.

Yang Yan, the representative of the three seats of Yan Zhaohui, acting as the head of the Seven Palaces.

The ideal successor in the eyes of the proud insects.

Seeing that Yang Yan was about to step into the staircase, his pupils suddenly contracted!

Shadows swept over everything on the rooftop.

The dilapidated building, which was nearly 400 meters high, was held by a large black hand out of thin air. The giant hand exerted force, and shards of concrete and glass burst out from between the fingers of the giant hand!

The entire building collapsed and shattered, and it took at least two minutes for the dust to settle. All that remained was a large pile of rubble.

Yang Yan stepped on the high place of rubble, holding a paper airplane man and a vest man in his left and right hands, and a hooded girl behind his back, covered in dust.

He looked up and saw that the cobblestone road had been destroyed in the collapse, and in the end, no one could enter the venue through this exit.

“……”

Yang Yan threw away the two people in his hand, put down the hooded girl gently, and muttered to himself: "Sometimes I really can't understand why there are people like you in the world who harm others and are not beneficial to yourself." ”

Behind the dust came a bald man with a sinister face, two meters tall. He wears a well-tailored suit, showing off an inverted triangle figure.

"What does Yan Zhao mean? Everyone sits in a row to eat fruits and fruits, and votes for a few votes like a family, but the old man surnamed Zhao is not dead and can take care of whatever he wants? ”

He glared at Yang Yan, his big calloused hands tightened towards him, and his five fingers made a gurgling sound: "Yang Yan!" Let's see who is the best one among the three seats! ”

Pang Chunhao, the representative of the three seats of the Yan Zhao Society, is an asura, the peak of the Seven Palaces.

Zhan Yuejin's proud protégé.

As early as when Sifan and Yan Zhaohui coexisted, Yang Yan and Pang Chunhao fought each other. At that time, the two were not substitutes, and Pang Chunhao was defeated.

Later, Zhan Yuejin became the new master, and Pang Chunhao and Yang Yan were sent to Yunnan by Zhao Jianzhong.

Time has passed, and now the two of them have become hot figures in Yan Fuzhong, and they are both well-known militant factions in Sanxi.

But since Yang Yan went to Yunnan, he hasn't returned to Beijing a few times.

Zhan Yuejin was suppressed by Zhao, and Pang Chunhao did not return to Tian Jiazijiu all year round. The two have never had a chance to meet.

"Would you like to change the time? You don't care about Yan Zhaohui, but if I can't enter Yan Zhaohui, the arrogant boss can rip off my skin. ”

Pang Chunhao narrowed his eyes: "You say...... Well? ”

He didn't stand still, and stumbled.

Earthquakes, sudden earthquakes.

The light, the incomparably dazzling bright light, the atmospheric disturbance washed everything away, and turned back with great speed, and the entire sky was swept away by the ripples of violent dust, and in contrast, the giant hand that easily crushed the tall buildings seemed so powerless.

The golden pillar of flame that could not be seen directly shot into the sky, and the reddish-brown mushroom-like cloud could not be seen at a glance.

This is the case with the catastrophe of heaven and earth.

Even if they are nearly 100 kilometers away, this unbelievably pure destructive power still makes people shudder.

For a long time, a hot wind hit Pang Chunhao's face, and the destructive power was comparable to red-hot coals. He lost his mind for a while.

"The people of the second seat also have this kind of madman?"

Pang Chunhao couldn't help but ask himself.

"Huh?"

By the time Pang Chunhao reacted, Yang Yan had already disappeared, and only slowly falling dust remained on the rubble.

"Can you run?"

"Hmph."

The angry Pang Chunhao didn't say a word, and chased after him.

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The Super Bomb didn't have a wide reach, and most of the blast power, along with the concussive fluctuations that can cause a moderately strong earthquake, were absorbed by the domino wall. Except for a bottomless crater with a diameter of three kilometers in place, this super bomb did not cause any long-term sequelae and appeared very "clean".

The strong wind was endless, the air was distorted, Li Yan stepped on the red and black ashes that were about to be extinguished, his bloodshot eyes explored in the scorched earth, and on his forehead, a purple line was extremely distinct.

At this moment, he extremely agreed with Zhao Jianzhong's move to isolate the rest of the Ten Lords, along with most of the Sixth Division, from the Heavenly Jiazi Nine for most of the time. But at the same time, he also began to question, what did Zhao Jianzhong rely on to suppress these crazy people, was it just a simple wrist and personal charm? This does not seem to convince the public.

Li Yan's footsteps stopped, as if he had found something, and he resolutely jumped into the deep pit.

One minute, two minutes.

After a full three minutes, Li Yan finally brought a person out of the pit.

To say that he is a human is actually too reluctant, and it is simply a mass of black flesh that cannot be seen, and the limbs and facial features cannot be seen. In a blur of flesh and blood, there was a golden red eight-point domino, which was covered with cracks, and it seemed to crack if it was touched casually.

Li Yan examined this piece of meat for a long time, and he didn't know where to start for a while, and he didn't react at a glance, which showed that even Yan Fu Ninja thought that this was already a worthless corpse.