Chapter Ninety-Six: Commendable Courage and-for-Tat (3)

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Zhao Jiayan felt that this building was crooked, crooked. This was just a happy play between the two of them, and you pretended to be forced by me. How is it that there is a grievance meeting to become a supernatural now?

He looked at Jin Gang's righteous indignation, and he was brewing a big move, and the idea of thinking about the main building disappeared.

Why is this new government so messy, all kinds of. If it weren't for the fact that the old woman wanted to live here, she wouldn't be too lazy to care about this.

"However, if ......"

Zhao Jiayan found that his opportunity had come. The ability of the golden steel is good!

"Ahem, Mr. Jin Gang, what did you do to you as an ordinary person? The adepts are well treated, huh? ā€

Zhao Jiayan began to pour oil on Jingang.

"Okay? Haha......" Jin Gang laughed angrily.

"If an ordinary person like you dares to be on an equal footing with me, what is the dignity of our supernatural beings? Usually we fight in the front, but when it comes to dividing the gold and meat, we have to wait for those officials and lords to divide first, and take the lion's share first, so that we can get a little bit. Ah a little bit! That's it! ā€

Jin Gang gestured his little finger to enhance the rendering of the atmosphere.

"Do you want us supernatural beings to be born and die in exchange, is that good? What a fart! ā€

The queue in the barracks was chaotic, either sad or sad, in piles of three or five, divided into many small groups and discussing.

The staff officer smiled and nodded in satisfaction.

Many of the soldiers below nodded their heads.

"But human beings still need them to lead, and it's understandable that the leader has a little more, right?" Zhao Jiayan threw away the green feather in his hand and asked with a chuckle.

Jin Gang didn't look at Zhao Jiayan, kept his chin forty-five angles to the sky, and shouted angrily:

"At the end of the day, the strong are respected. As an ordinary person, you must have the consciousness of an ordinary person. Lead, we need some ants to lead? Joke, big joke! ā€

The silence in Xin'an City is like a ghost domain.

People don't laugh anymore, they don't have the anticipation and excitement of seeing people slap their faces. Yes, just fear!

The god of gold and steel, it turns out that this is how he sees us!

It turns out that we are also like zombies, and we are garbage in the eyes of the god of gold!

Wei Chen finally let out the breath in his chest.

It's just that the gas is divided into three streams, and he is venting wildly, and the house is stinking.

Wang Xiaofan's eyes were red, and he put the teacup to his mouth, ready to drink the two taels of wine in the teacup in one gulp.

The climax is coming!

Zhao Jiayan scratched his head.

The Dawn has turned around again, and Song Chaoyang and they are almost ready, so they have to hurry up.

"Mr. Jin Gang, you seem to have something to say."

Jin Gang's momentum reached its peak, and he raised his hands and roared loudly, "We, the Adepts, want to get what we deserve." Power, status, gold, beauty, we all want it. ā€

Zhao Jiayan chuckled, this matter is finally over.

"Bastard!" An Jitie blushed, "Immediately remove all positions in Jin Gang and wait for trial." If they resist, they will be shot on the spot. ā€

Xiao Wei stepped forward, lowered his head and whispered, "President, are you sure?" ā€

"Go!" Ann Kill roared.

Xiao Wang frowned.

On Xiao Wei's body, a small wisp of white smoke suddenly appeared.

"Die!"

An Ji turned around in shock, and saw that Xiao Wei's body began to swell from his stomach.

From its wide open mouth, a rapidly graying and rounding tongue can be seen.

Xiao Wei had a smile on his face, and this eerie smile was full of terrifying comical on Xiao Wei's rapidly fattening face.

"Die!"

Jin Gang shouted abruptly, and a pair of tigers grabbed and "hooped" at Zhao Jiayan.

In this attack, Jin Gang did not spare any more hands.

"Die!"

The staff officer who hugged the stereo like holding the baby, immediately after Jin Gang's shout, shouted with a smile.

The two soldiers, who were still arguing fiercely about whether the Adeptus should have more rights, suddenly shot at the same time.

A small puddle of mud suddenly appeared on the ground, and a white light swept by, beheading the sneering judge as they argued.

The comrades-in-arms who were originally close to each other suddenly became enemies and stabbed each other in the abdomen with knives. The faces of the two still carried a strong emotion of life and death.

The controversy turned into a roar of attack, into a cry of pain, into a howl of death, into the murmur of death.

In the tired laughter, the slender and fitting military uniform of the staff officer suddenly became strips and scattered everywhere, and the body as strong as gold and steel drilled out of it.

The bowl-sized fist swept sideways, smashing the two rockets and two great heads that pounced on him to pieces.

"Minister Wang has an order, surrender and not kill."

The staff officer's rough voice sounded, and his eyes were murderous and blood-devouring on his fleshy face.

All kinds of light and sound are displayed in front of the staff officers as dazzlingly as a fantasy blockbuster.

"Minister Wang has an order, and those who resist will be killed."

The staff officer roared and rushed into the crowd, setting off a wave of blood.

The sentry standing guard at the gate of the station opened his mouth wide.

This...... This......

Niu Niu's hand turned the camera steadily, just snapping the two tigers in the middle of the screen.

In her eyes, the black shadow changed various moves, simulating her father's possible counterattack route.

Zhao Jiayan's hands hugged his chest, and his right hand was pulled, and the drawing knife jumped out of the palm of his left hand.

The corners of Jin Gang's eyes twitched, and the corners of his mouth smiled, with a black knife, he wanted to block my Jin Gang's incorruptible body?

The tiger grabbed the wind and roared forward. Its direction is still towards Zhao Jiayan's neck.

Choking his neck, his favorite and most proud move.

"Ugh."

Zhao Jiayan's sigh came from the TV.

Wang Xiaofan raised his head and drank the spicy liquor in one gulp.

"Cool."

With a wild shout to the sky, Wang Xiaofan dropped the teacup in his hand, picked up the knife and rushed out of the door.

Breaking open Wei Chen's door, Wang Xiaofan happily solved this scumbag.

When he returned to his room again, Wang Xiaofan's chest and hands were stained red with blood.

His face was even redder, and his eyes were blurred as he glanced at the TV, where Boss Zhao, who had given him courage, was chuckling in a hallmark chuckle.

"Boss Zhao, take care." Wang Xiaofan was lying on his back on the bed, his eyes blurred.

Xiao Wang turned around sharply and raised his right hand.

Looking at Xiao Wei's swollen and exploding face with pity, Xiao Wang's right hand turned into a knife from his wrist and slashed head-on.

A faint white light flashed, Xiao Wei's smug eyes had not yet dissipated, and fear came back to his heart.

"You're also a Stranger?" Xiao Wei said with difficulty. A trail of blood surrounding the body slowly oozes orange-yellow blood, giving off a sulfurous smell.

Xiao Wang withdrew his hand and put the knife in front of his eyes.

Smiling at the murderous weapon that his knife had turned into, Xiao Wang said, "It's not just you who can become a supernatural person, so am I." ā€

"It's a pity that you're going to die too! You're all going to die! Xiao Wei muttered.

Xiao Wang's face changed, and his body had pounced on An Ji's body.

"Bang!"

Xiao Wei's body suddenly erupted from the middle with orange-yellow flames. This was followed by an explosion that began in the middle of the stomach.

His two flying eyes were filled with contentment.

Being able to die with the six top leaders of Huaguo should be able to help my brother a little.

"Hmph."

Liu Guang snorted coldly.

Xiao Wei's eyes showed a look of extreme surprise, in his eyes, his strongest blow, which could destroy everything in the house, was gently wrapped in a blue water balloon.

The blue water balloon contracted slowly and carelessly, wrapping all the orange flames into an azure sphere the size of a ping-pong ball.

Alas, An Ji sighed and helped Xiao Wang.

Zhao Jiayan also sighed, and Niuniu found that a vague shadow appeared on the screen, which was fleeting.

Facing the dark shadow in her mind, she was doing a forward stabbing motion over and over again.

A straight stab along a mysterious trajectory.

"Xunwen Knife!" Niu Niu screamed in her heart.

"Alas!"

Zhao Jiayan sighed again, and let the tiger claws of Jin Gang Kesheng tear the steel plate fall on his neck.

Everyone who was in front of the TV saw a scene that they would never forget in this life.

The bronze hands that could kill everything in their eyes were as soft as noodles when they touched Boss Zhao's neck.

The hands were sliding downward, and the camera followed them as they slid down, and they saw that these hands were as thin as skin and bones and pale as ghosts when they fell to the extreme.

The camera was raised, and the ghost-like golden steel head fell down towards the sky, and a finger-wide black hole at the center of the eyebrows was so eye-catching.

The camera changes, and on a black knife, a drop of bright red blood slides across the blade and gently drips from the tip of the knife.

In Xin'an City, the collective lost their voice.

Jin Gang, the number one master in Huaguo, died under the blow of Boss Zhao!

In less than a second, maybe less than a tenth of a second, the golden steel god was killed in seconds like a weak chicken.

The TV screen went black, and a few blood-red words appeared.

"Live paused."

Everyone, with mixed feelings, sat in front of the TV, looking at those four words in a daze.

Xiao Wang and Liu Guang walked out of the conference room to deal with the chaos outside. Jin Gang is in a mess, and they have to clean it up.

An Ji kept playing Zhao Jiayan's knife, his face was solemn, like seeing a ghost!

Some taboo-like thoughts, churning in his heart after seeing the knife, burned his blood.