The sporadic light faded out, and when the whole town fell asleep, a pair of eyes suddenly lit up in the deep woods, emitting a glowing green light, like a hungry wolf in the wilderness.

He walked slowly towards the villa in the middle of the mountain, slowly, but with a firm and steady pace.

There are people on duty outside the villa, they patrol back and forth with weapons, and anyone who approaches will be shot directly, which is probably above the law, and other people's lives are actually not worth mentioning in front of the owner of this house.

"Guy in front, stop!"

As Yang approached the villa, at least ten guns were pointed at his head, and the men warned him in English, but he did not stop at all and continued to walk forward.

The sound of a clattering gunfire woke up Pan Ang, who was immersed in a sweet dream, and he quickly sat up and looked through the window, and at this look, he was almost distracted, the demon that haunted his heart came again, he came again! Eight thousand kilometers could not stop his steps, which made Pan Ang sit down on the ground heavily, and all thoughts suddenly rose in his heart.

The sound of automatic weapons echoed in the mountains and forests, and the bullets poured down on Yang Jiawei's body like rain, his body was beaten to pieces, and he fell to the ground with a bang, but the next moment he would still stand up, the dense bullets could not leave any traces on his body, and even when he fell to the ground for the third time, when he got up again, the bullets had no effect, and could not even penetrate his skin.

The mercenaries were stunned by this scene, but their professional ethics did not allow them to flinch, and when Yang Jiawei approached the range of twenty meters, the mercenaries threw away their guns one after another, picked up their weapons and rushed forward.

The tactical dagger is a sharp slash, and the knife is deadly. But Yang Jiawei was not interested in them at all, he just raised his hand and hit the nearest mercenary, and the man was suddenly sent flying seventy meters away like a meteor, and when he fell, he was out of breath, and his chest was as if he had been hit by a high-speed car.

When the mercenaries saw this scene, they immediately began to organize a defensive counterattack, but their defense was so fragile, Yang Jiawei just walked forward, and he didn't even look at the people attacking him on both sides, but as long as the people in front of him were ruthlessly knocked out, and then died in mid-air.

Soon, the first line of defense was easily breached, and Pan Ang was now sitting in the secret room trembling, and beside him sat a heavily armed paladin, who was holding a sledgehammer with a solemn face. A woman next to her was talking to someone on the phone.

After hanging up the phone, the woman smiled: "The Mara Paladin will arrive soon, Mr. Pan, please rest assured." ”

"Is it really okay?"

"Our defenses are strong enough to sustain him until he arrives."

At this moment, this Yang Jiawei has entered the courtyard, but there are three hippie smiling people in front of him, they are not very old, they look murderous, after they saw Yang Jiawei, they didn't say a word and went straight to work, a person's body suddenly rose in place, from a person of one meter to eight meters into a giant wolf of almost three meters, and the remaining two people were throwing a ball of fire up and down, and the other one was nothing special, just smoking, but inadvertently there would be a blue electric arc between his hair, It was also accompanied by a slight crackling sound.

The huge wave rushed up, and the huge mouth bit Yang Jiawei's shoulder to the neck, and then began to shake it up hard, more than 30 centimeters of fangs pierced his skin and flesh, and the bones also made a crushing sound, and even when he was thrown into the air and fell again, Yang Jiawei had almost turned into a puddle of mud.

The giant wolf's front paws stepped on Yang Jiawei, and he looked at the two companions proudly, and the two companions also smiled and gave him a thumbs up.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred, his body was crooked, and without warning, he was actually grabbed by Yang Jiawei who was stepping on his front legs, and he wanted to bite, but before his mouth passed, a fist had already hit his mouth, and the teeth fell all over the ground at the fist, and blood gushed out, but before he could start to fight back, his body was thrown up completely, and such a huge creature was picked up by a human who was only half his size and smashed to the ground.

After a few dull sounds, the giant wolf was thrown to the ground, his skull shattered, and the blood gushing out of his lying there, and the heaving of his chest gradually became weak.

Yang Jiawei felt that he was in the way, and kicked him in the chest, and the big guy's body was kicked and slid on the ground for a distance, and when he stopped again, he was already silent.

"You're all left." Yang Jiawei said slowly, the muscles on his body bulged, and the clothes on his upper body had been torn, revealing a muscle group comparable to that of a ghost: "Get out of the way, or die." ”

All that answered him was a huge ball of fire, and a huge electric current that made his heart stop, the fire ball exploded, and the huge amount of electrical energy also filled the air with the smell of ozone, and Yang Jiawei was instantly buried in it by this combination technique.

The high temperature in the courtyard caused the glass on the windows to shatter and then melt, the stone floor was burned white, and the hazy shadow of Yang Jiawei in the fire was no longer visible, and even his breath was completely gone.

"That's it."

"But the big guy died."

"So what, just find another partner."

They high-fived each other in celebration, but the next moment, a hand suddenly reached out from the raging flames, grabbed the electric man's neck, and dragged him into the fire, screaming and scorching smell came immediately, but then there was no sound, and then I saw a man who was burned red like iron from the flames from top to bottom came out of the fire.

As the temperature dropped, Yang Jiawei's muscles slowly turned cyan, like a quenched steel, he was no longer a wisp, but there was no trace of damage on his body, and the muscle curves of his body were also tempered by flames to become more perfect, just like Michelangelo's sculpture, perfect like a delicate work of art.

Huo Nan took a few steps backwards and wanted to run, but as soon as he ran two steps, he hit Yang Jiawei heavily in the waist, this kick directly shattered his spine and all his internal organs, and after he hit the wall and rebounded to the ground, there was no sound again.

Yang Jiawei peeled off his coat and pants from him and put them on himself, although it looked a little big, he was still not used to standing naked under the gaze of others.

Pushing open the door, he came to the hall and shouted, "Mr. Pan! There are some accounts, we should settle them! I know you're here, don't hide. ”

And Pan Ang, who was hiding in the safe secret room, saw this scene through the surveillance in the living room, and it could almost be said that his soul was scattered, but the woman next to him softly reassured: "Mr. Pan, please rest assured, the Holy Mara Paladin will be here soon." ”

Just as Yang Jiawei was looking around, a heavy step slowly walked over from the other end of the corridor, and the knight wearing heavy armor and holding a sledgehammer slowly appeared in front of him, standing there motionless and looking at Yang Jiawei.

Yang Jiawei also looked at him, and then he didn't see how the knight moved, the sledgehammer suddenly appeared in Yang Jiawei's head, with a dull wind on his head, this hammer was very powerful, Yang Jiawei was directly knocked out, smashed a wall and broke a water pipe before stopping.

After that, he lay on the ground for a long time and could not recover from the shock, but the heavy footsteps came to him with the sound of the hammer handle hitting the ground, and Yang Jiawei, who was lying on the ground, watched the knight raise the giant hammer, and then the hammer smashed heavily into his chest.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the ground immediately seemed to be smashed by this small meteorite, and a deep crater appeared around him.

Yang Jiawei was lying inside, he tried to stand up, but he was suppressed by an inexplicable force, and then the second hammer followed, like a pile driver, and the heavy hammer smashed on Yang Jiawei's body one by one, chest, abdomen, limbs, and head, as if to beat him into mud.

"I haven't felt pain in a long time, thank you."

Yang Jiawei has been beaten to the point that he can't speak, but he can still speak completely. And his words startled the paladin, and he immediately used all his strength to slash at his face, but the hammer did not shoot the monster in the head as expected, but was caught steadily by a hand.

Then Yang Jiawei slowly stood up from the ground, the scars on his body began to heal themselves in an instant, although it was only one hand, but the paladin couldn't move, and then he saw that his two-handed hammer was slowly pinched out of the seal, this scene made him subconsciously let go of the hammer, but at the moment he let go, Yang Jiawei's fist also came to him, just one punch smashed his breastplate known as absolute defense into pieces, and his chest flew upside down from the big hole that Yang Jiawei knocked out like he was hit by a train.

But just when Yang Jiawei was about to go over to mend the knife, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the ceiling blankly, his eyes slowly changed from far to near and from left to right, as if he saw something coming, but he didn't dodge, just stood in place, lowered his head and looked at the paladin who still had vital signs with pity.

The paladin was still struggling to get up at the moment, but in the next moment, suddenly a white light shrouded him, and everything around him was instantly torn to pieces, and the paladin stared at him incredulously, and then slowly disappeared in place, and with him, everything around him.

"Divine judgment! The Knights of St. Mara are here! ”

In the safe house not far away, the surveillance has disappeared, but the holy light just now is already visible to the naked eye, and after the light pillar disappears, the villa is gone, and there is only a bowl-shaped pit left in place, the incision is smooth, as if a pudding has been dug out by life.

"Ah, that won't kill you." On the top of the pit, the paladin covered in golden light and his knights looked at Yang Jiawei in the center of the pit condescendingly: "You are qualified to be my opponent, come on." ”