Yong Bowen quietly followed behind the man in the flower shirt and his two henchmen.

The trio laughed and laughed lightly as they made their way through the crowded streets, and as soon as they passed, the crowd split into a passage.

No one dared to stand in their way.

The size of the town's market is not very large, and it is only half a street away from the end.

The street began to get deserted, with only pedestrians in twos and threes.

The flower shirt trio turns left at an intersection and disappears around the corner.

Yong Bowen didn't want to lose it, so he took two steps and chased after the intersection.

The muzzles of the two black holes were immediately aimed at him.

The three people who had turned the corner were waiting for him.

I have to say that tracking is also a technical job, and Yong Bowen's technology is obviously not good, and it was discovered.

The man in the flower shirt yelled at Yong Bowen with an unkind face, still playing with the blood-dripping rubber tapping knife in his hand, and the two gun-wielding followers pulled the bolt with a rattle.

Yong Bowen couldn't understand what the other party was saying, but he thought about it just to ask him who he was, why he followed them, and maybe say two words, such as whether he knew who I was and whether he wanted to die. Even if he could understand, Yong Bowen didn't bother to have this kind of unnutritious conversation, and he simply gave the other party an answer with practical actions - raising his hand and hitting a palm thunder.

To deal with this kind of little minion, there is no need to use advanced spells such as the Five Thunder Talisman Charm, only the simplest palm thunder in the palm of the Five Thunders is enough.

The three of them were hit on the spot, and their whole bodies were full of smoke, and they convulsed.

Smack, smack, smack......

Sudden applause rang out.

A rugged man with one eye clapped and walked out of a shop on the side of the street.

"What a wonderful spell, I wonder what is the matter with you, a noble mage gentleman, running to such a remote place as ours? Contemptible Herman 61 Fernando, there is also a little power here, if there is anything you need help with, please feel free to ......"

The rugged man spoke English, but the local accent was very strong, and the Yongda Heavenly Master, who was barely qualified in English, couldn't even guess what he was talking about.

Speech barriers can be a tragedy, especially in such situations.

But the so-called stretching out his hand and not hitting the smiling person, this Herman didn't shout and kill as soon as he came up, and Yong Bowen didn't want to start directly, so he replied in English, "I don't understand what you say!" Originally, I wanted to ask him what his status was in the Human Snake Gang, but unfortunately I didn't know what the word Human Snake Gang was, so I had to end this short conversation with a palm thunder.

As the fourth most powerful person in the Human Snake Gang, Herman61 Fernando, flew out upside down with a smile on his face and smoke, the thought swirling in his mind was "The mage is really an unreasonable creature", and while he could still speak, he yelled, "Do it!" ”

A large group of people came out of the streets and alleys, on the rooftops in front of the house, all of them with automatic rifles, and those carrying individual bazookas.

"Ambushed?"

Yong Bowen didn't care, when he came, Isuzu Jiabei said that he had been asking around in Bolivia about the situation of the Human Snake Gang in the past few days, and it must have been very eye-catching, so the Human Snake Gang must be prepared, and advised Yong Bowen to delay for a few days before finding a way to sneak over. This mention was given by Yong Bowen no. If Yong Bowen had changed the previous one, he would definitely agree with Isuzu Kabei's mention yì, but now Yong Bowen has fought many battles, fought the world's top mages, went to hell, and provoked the demon king, it can be said that he has experienced a hundred battles, and this vision and insight have also increased, no matter how many ordinary gangsters have guns, they are not in his eyes. Just swaggered and came over. The Human Snake Gang is naturally not a vegetarian, and it is really ready, just waiting for him to throw himself into the net.

Looking up, the town was already at the end of the street, and beyond that was a huge blue-gray fortress standing between the cols.

That's the lair of the Snake Gang here.

Yong Bowen took a deep breath, pulled out a peachwood sword from the sword box with his backhand, and stepped forward in the face of the rain of bullets and fire.

The battle begins.

On a small building hundreds of meters away, a man with a video camera filmed the fighting on the town's long street in detail, shivering and sweating, as if he was seriously ill and was swinging.

The filming signal was transmitted to an office in La Paz via the guò network.

The huge screen that takes up an entire wall plays the recorded high-definition footage simultaneously.

The man sitting behind a large desk wears headphones and holds his chin in his hands, silently watching the battle scene on the screen.

It was a battle rather than a one-sided slaughter, and the single-handedly young mage rushed through the street like a violent wind, and countless pieces of yellow paper flew out of his body like snowflakes, so light that the wind could fly far away, but when they hit the ground, they were too heavy to bear. Thunder and fire came like a sudden storm, swiftly engulfing all the buildings on either side of the street and the people and the gunners who were hiding in them.

The young mage was the messenger who led the thunderstorm to the fire, the sun was shining in his direction, the mad power of red and white remained in the path he trodden, and the heavens and the earth were blown into chaos, and houses, debris, and human bodies were shattered together, stirred into black and oppressive mud and dust.

The man behind the desk suddenly thought of Zeus, the god of heaven and legend, who wielded the most powerful thunder and lightning power in myths and legends.

Who is so powerful?

Is this the power of spells? Is this the power of a mage?

The man's eyes lit up with anticipation, and it won't be long before he will have such power!

A violent knock on the door suddenly interrupted the man's train of thought.

Before he could say anything, the door had been pushed open, and the bald man who broke in shouted at the top of his voice: "Mr. Puman, someone has attacked ......" He entered the room, and when he saw the screen, he was stunned, and the sentence was only half shouted, and he choked in his throat and couldn't spit it out.

"Sunbert, close the door, what a panic."

Rod 61 Puman, the real helmsman of the Human Snake Gang, took off his ears and slowly stood up, his expression calm, but his tone was slightly dissatisfied.

The bald man Sunbert couldn't help but shudder, and hurriedly closed the door with his backhand, isolating the eyes of the stunned employees outside the door, pointing to the screen, and stammering: "This, this, this is ......"

Rod 61 Puman smiled and stretched out his hand to the screen, and introduced: "This is the enemy who attacked our headquarters, the one who took up our transit station on the island of Chise, killed us, robbed our goods, and you shouted to fight and kill, Yong Bowen." Now you don't have to kill him, he has killed him! ”