For the 'Dou Po Scare Crazy 0' brother to be promoted to the leader of the alliance, thank you brother for your support, thank you in the summer.

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Wing Chun Boy, Muay Thai Boy, Wa Guo Swordsman, and the Big Mac with a figure comparable to O'Neill, these four people are definitely masters outside, but in front of Huang Shaohong, the master of Huajin, the combat power is like that of a child, and he is not vulnerable at all.

Pinched off the neck of the Big Mac, Huang Shaohong strode out of here, and walked towards the outside of this labyrinthine training ground, with a virtual radar, he was almost completely immune to this maze-like terrain, and he didn't even hesitate when choosing a route, just take a step.

The moment he stepped out of this training ground, Huang Shaohong stopped, because there were dozens of young men and women of all colors standing in the open space outside the training ground.

They are armed with all kinds of cold weapons, machetes, Western long swords, double-edged battle axes, chain hammers, spears, etc., most of which are cold weapons in ancient Western times.

The most exaggerated is a white man, who actually holds an alloy shield shaped in the Western Middle Ages in his left hand and a mace in his right hand, just like a gladiator who came out of the ancient Roman gladiatorial arena, and his appearance is extremely brave.

When these people saw Huang Shaohong appearing, they didn't have any nonsense, they rushed up with their respective weapons, and their tricks were all fast and accurate, and they would kill with one blow.

Moreover, there was a tacit understanding between their attacks and retreats, not only did they not affect each other because of the large number of people, but they cooperated with each other, so that Huang Shaohong, a martial arts master, had no chance to make a move for a while.

But who is Huang Shaohong?

That is the martial arts master of the 'Huang Feihong' world, the 'Dragon and Snake World' Huajin grandmaster, and his understanding of martial arts tricks has reached the point of perfection, but if the other party has the slightest flaw, he will be successfully caught.

Faced with the scene of at least a dozen weapons attacking at the same time, divided into upper, middle and lower three ways at the same time, Huang Shaohong was not nervous at all, took a few steps back under his feet, and then shot calmly, the ending was already doomed, the other party was destined to be turned over on his back by the person he killed, and the blood flowed like a river.

I saw this 'Martial Arts Grandmaster' and 'Spiritual Strength Grandmaster' casually pull out an AK47 from behind him and decisively pull the trigger.

Sure enough, the world's martial arts, only fast and unbreakable, between the tongue of fire, the magazine of AK47 was quickly emptied, thirty bullets were fired, thirty enemies were eliminated, and the gun was shot in the head.

In the blink of an eye, more than half of the dozens of people who were besieging Huang Shaohong just now fell in an instant, and the purgatory-like scene made the remaining dozen people silent.

Even though these people had all gone through four years of training in the 'Siberian Training Camp', which could be called hell mode, and their hearts were already like rocks, more cold-blooded than cold-blooded animals, at this moment, they couldn't help but awaken their long-vanished fear when they saw more than thirty people being shot in the head at the same time, and blood and brains were flowing all over the ground.

The sound of the 'click' bullet hitting the air and the sound of the firing pin coming back to the senses of the people who were still alive, and the white man who had been dressed like a gladiator with a shield in one hand was lucky not to be shot, and suddenly laughed out loud after fear:

"He's out of bullets, the final winner is us, kill him!"

A word woke up the dreamer, and the rest of them were ecstatic, brandishing their weapons and rushing up again.

"How do you know I'm out of bullets?"

With a smile on his face, Huang Shaohong took out a magazine in his trouser pocket with his left hand, and then performed a one-handed stunt of changing the magazine in public.

The dozen or so people who rushed towards him turned around and ran, they completely collapsed, crying, shouting, where there is still a little bit of black market boxers, or mercenaries, at the moment they are more cowards than cowards, worse than ordinary people.

'Da Da ......'

More than a dozen bullets were fired, only the 'gladiator' survived, and the others were shot in the back and killed with one shot, the reason why they didn't shoot their heads was because Huang Shaohong also felt a little disgusting, so he improved his killing methods.

The gladiator survived not because his shield could block bullets, but because the creature knelt down towards Huang Shaohong and begged for mercy loudly in English:

"My lord, spare my life, I love Pson Douglas, and I am willing to be your faithful servant, please bypass my life......"

Huang Shaohong stepped forward slowly with an AK in one hand, and the barrel of the gun was pressed against the other party's head, making this European man who was at least 1.9 meters trembling, and his tone begging for mercy was full of crying: "Please don't kill me...... I'm an English aristocrat, I'm not a black boxer! ”

This Epson Douglas cried and chirped, and even threw away the shield and mace, leaned down to kiss Huang Shaohong's shoes.

"Fuck off, no matter how disgusting it is, believe it or not, I'll kill you!"

Huang Shaohong really couldn't accept such a humble courtesy, after he dodged away, he grabbed the other party's shoulder with one hand, and grabbed the European strong man like a chicken and retreated to the labyrinthine training camp just now.

After entering the labyrinth, Huang Shaohong threw Epson Douglas to the ground, and the European strong man, who originally looked extremely powerful, picked up again and said with a cry:

"Master, please spare my life, I, Epson Douglas, swear to God in the glory of the family, and follow you from now on to be your faithful servant!"

Huang Shaohong was a little surprised: "You are really a nobleman?" ”

Epson Douglas showed an ugly smile on his face, and said embarrassedly: "Yes master, I am the only heir of the British Douglas family, and I came to the Siberian training camp just to learn fighting skills!" ”

"Well, I have a few questions for you......"

Before Huang Shaohong finished speaking, Epson Douglas went up the pole: "Although the master asks, your faithful servant Epson Douglas will definitely 'know everything and say everything'!" ”

I don't know if this product is aware of it, but the last sentence is said in Chinese.

Huang Shaohong's eyes froze: "How do you know that I am Chinese!" ”

Epson Douglas was startled by his eyes, and hurriedly said:

"As a nobleman, psychology is one of the courses that our family must learn, the Japanese people do not have such a free and easy temperament as the master, and the stick cannot have such a handsome appearance as you, through the mercenary knowledge I learned in the training camp, I can see that the master Your appearance is absolutely natural and has not undergone surgery, and I think that the master you are a native of Huaxia!"

"I didn't expect your aesthetics to be quite correct!" Huang Shaohong still agrees with Epson Douglas's aesthetics.

"Thank you for the compliment!" As soon as Epson Douglas showed joy on his face, Huang Shaohong said with a smile: "But you guessed wrong, Lao Tzu is a native of the Great Japanese Country, and if you make a mistake, you will be killed!" ”

Seeing the dangerous glint in the other party's eyes, Epson Douglas's face turned pale with fright, and he said yes again and again.

Huang Shaohong's smile converged, no longer nonsense, and directly asked what he thought in his heart: "Let me ask you, what masters are here?" Who was the guy who was talking to me on the loudspeaker before? And you just said that you learned the knowledge of mercenaries, isn't this place to train black market fighters, how can there be mercenaries? ”