With the powerful control of the physical body of a god, it is impossible to fall even if it is placed in a centrifuge for a day.

But at this time, Garuda planted a big heel and hit his head and broke his blood.

Above the tall building, the hands of several snipers were trembling, and they couldn't pull the trigger for a long time.

That's Garuda, the number one killer in the dark world, for decades, as long as he wants to kill, there is never anyone he can't kill, at this time, in just a few seconds, he was beaten upside down and flew out.

Such people, such people, where do they dare to make a move?

What's more, no matter how they aim, they can't lock on to the location of the target, and it is impossible to shoot in this situation.

Amid the screams of the crowd, Garuda slowly raised his head, and his uncontrolled body slowed down a little.

"Brahma, Great Brahma......."

His face trembled.

This was not the shock in his heart, but the musculoskeletal membranes of his muscles, bones, and bones, which were shaking wildly until this time.

This collision force was so weird that even he couldn't get rid of it, so he could only let it tremble and fluctuate, and in a short period of time, he couldn't move at all.

He knew that this was because An Qisheng had no killing intent.

Otherwise, at this time, I would have shattered the skeletal fascia of my whole body.

This kind of power is not something that people can have.

Bang~

At that moment, a piece of wood fell in front of him.

Garuda was stunned.

It was a locust token with a certain pattern on it.

What is it?

.......

"Garuda, defeated ....."

On the observation deck, Yan Changsha's eyelids trembled, and he finally got up, unable to stand any longer.

"What? Garo Lou was defeated so quickly? ”

The other masters of the begging society were in an uproar.

Garuda is the number one killer of the dark web, and has been walking the underground world for decades, from the ghosts of his subordinates to gangsters and warlord leaders, and has never been defeated.

It is known as the most murderous grandmaster among the gods.

None of them thought he could kill An Qisheng, but how long had it been since he was defeated?

You know, that person, but he has been running all the way for a long time, and he doesn't know how many battles he has fought, is his physical strength endless?

"Leader, this time, there is trouble."

The old man on the left knocked on his pipe and got up, looking at Yan Changsha: "Your decision may not be the right choice, but the matter has come to this point, there must be a decision!" ”

Conflict is inevitable, or rather, the beggar society never intended to avoid conflict from the beginning.

Paying blood debts and blood is an eternal truth.

"Not bad! Three hundred years since the establishment of my beggar society, I have never surrendered to the great powers on the battlefield, nor have I bowed to the countries when I emigrated, just one person! If we are side by side, he may not be able to pick us! ”

A low, middle-aged man got up and drank.

His voice was loud, and he had already attained great attainments in vocal kung fu, but everyone heard the fear in it.

What side by side may not be able to pick us?

Do you think that person is Zhang Sanfeng?

Immediately, some people were displeased, but it was the tall black man who was two meters tall and as burly as a black bear:

"Kou Tianjiao, are you scared stupid?! All of us are besieging and killing one person, and if this news spreads, won't it be ridiculed by other overseas organizations! ”

"Kratos!"

Kou Tianjiao took the case.

There are many factions in the beggar society, and masters of all colors and countries do not look at each other at each other, and conflicts are not uncommon.

"Enough!"

Yan Changsha snorted coldly.

The powerful spirit shook and everyone shut up.

"The beggar society is based overseas, relying on a group, if the leader is killed and silent, there is no need to exist in the overseas underground world!"

Yan Changsha glanced at everyone, his eyebrows cold:

"The sun does not set, the West has passed, the Golden Eagle Country, the Italian Country, how many times have we been suppressed, we have survived, just one person, what are you afraid of?"

Based overseas.

In just four words, how many hardships and killings are contained in them?

There are many overseas countries, the situation is extremely complicated, terrorist organizations, killer organizations, big chaebols, big families don't know much, they want to grab territory, why?

"Not bad! I begged to add Longcheng Group, with a market value of nearly one trillion yuan, what do you rely on? Could it be a concession? ”

The old pipe man Geng Chenglong also nodded:

"It doesn't matter if he is a man or a god, if he dares to come to the door, he will have to pay the price!"

Geng Chenglong is very old and very old, and when he was young, he was also the number one person who dared to fight and kill, and before Mu Longcheng, he was the most famous.

The first one to shave the heads of some big people was him!

"Oh? Take its toll? What are you going to make me pay for? And how are you going to make me pay? ”

The atmosphere of the crowd seemed to have just been stirred up, when a calm voice was suddenly heard.

Everyone's face changed.

Look down the observation deck.

I saw a person pacing in front of the tall iron tower, in the huge God of War Square.

At this time, the sun was setting in the west, and the falling sun stretched his figure very long.

At this time, there were a lot of people on the Champ de Mars Square, and all kinds of tourists were still taking pictures and playing, but he paced alone, which attracted everyone's attention.

It's as if he's the center of the world!

More than a kilometer away, everyone could actually hear the sound of footsteps that was low like a drumbeat.

Anqisheng!

Inexplicably suppressed brewing in everyone's hearts.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

In the midst of depression, Geng Chenglong snorted coldly:

"Show the old man, how great you are?"

With that, he turned and went out.

Yan Changsha took a deep look at An Qisheng, who was pacing in the square, and turned around and went out.

Whew~

A slight warm stream of air blew across his cheeks.

An Qisheng looked at the beggar masters who came out in front of the iron tower with a calm expression.

Yan Changsha, Geng Chenglong, Kratos, Kou Tianjiao.......

The most well-known masters of the beggar society seem to have all arrived here, and it seems that their eyeliner in China is very impressive.......

The masters of the begging society, one by one, were majestic and cold, and dozens of people stood together, which immediately made the nearby tourists retreat one after another, dodging, and did not dare to approach.

"Anqisheng!"

Hundreds of meters away, Geng Chenglong took a step forward and said in a shocking voice: "You killed me as the leader of the beggar society, we haven't sought revenge yet, you dare to hit the door?!" ”

With this sound, the air currents danced wildly, like an air cannonball exploding in the air.

Visitors who are close to each other only feel a buzzing vibration in their ears.

"Why don't you dare?"

An Qisheng kept at his feet, and when he heard the words, he just responded lightly:

"You have lived a lot of age, although your qualifications are shallow and you have not become a god, but you should also know that those who see God tend to be good and avoid evil, and the autumn wind is not moved by the cicada, although you are not targeting me, I will not wait for you to target me, and then come to take revenge."

Kill people and punish hearts, cut grass and eradicate roots.

This is the eternal truth in the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, although in today's world, there is no martial arts in the ordinary sense, but where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

The Begging Association is faintly known as the world's number one terrorist organization.

Mu Longcheng's death will inevitably lead to revenge, which is clear to anyone, and he naturally understands it.

Daxuan is certainly the two poles of the world, and the mercenary forbidden area may not be able to block all retaliation.

Therefore, it is very necessary for An Qisheng to sweep away the troubles.

By the time everything happens, it's too late.

"You!"

Geng Chenglong's face was furious.

"Alright."

Yan Changsha had already taken a step forward, covered it behind him, looked at An Qisheng, and said lightly:

"En, you want to repay the revenge, at this moment, it makes no sense to say anything else, if you have any tricks, I will naturally follow them one by one."

"Good!"

An Qisheng nodded slightly and stepped out.