For the seven bosses, Cold Arrow is obviously much more important than any member of the royal family, in the eyes of them, Cold Arrow is not only a killing machine, but also a super printing press, of course, printing banknotes.

However, no matter how important the cold arrow is, although its value surpasses that of the Japanese imperial family, the consequences of offending the imperial family are endless.

In the world, individuals who can surpass the influence of the royal family are very rare, and almost all gangsters in the world follow a rule, that is, try not to offend any member of the royal family.

In this modern society, the royal family that can stand tall is hundreds of years old, even thousands of years old, such as the British royal family, the Saudi royal family, and the Japanese royal family, they all have a long history, and their connections are almost everywhere in the world......

The organizers of the black market may be powerful, but they are not stupid enough to challenge the authority of the royal family, and besides, they only like money and cannot afford to go head-to-head with a royal family with a deep background.

"Let it go." The middle-aged man surnamed Jiang saw that the other six seemed to be a little distracted, and said lightly.

The six people glanced at each other and nodded, at this time, they could only let it develop, of course, it was mainly the middle-aged man surnamed Jiang who spoke, among the seven people, even the middle-aged man surnamed Jiang with the deepest background, although he was not a royal noble, but his influence was not inferior to that of this royal family, at least, at present!

Just as everyone was thinking, the big man in the gray suit had already taken off his shirt and showed all his muscles, which immediately attracted a burst of exclamations from the audience.

The muscles of this big man are not as strong as steel plates, but they are full of tension, and the muscles are as well-proportioned as a model.

Watching the bodyguard with his upper body slowly walking to the ring, the heart of the big head tightened inexplicably.

He had a familiar feeling.

This big man exudes the same aura as him.

Undoubtedly, this man is a cultivator, not a real bodyguard.

There are only a dozen members of the Japanese imperial family, and it is not uncommon for a member of the imperial family to have a monk as a bodyguard. Around any nation and important member, there will be some strange people gathered, unless.

If you use the ratio of ordinary people and strange people, the proportion of one in 10,000 is already very large, that is to say, there is only one cultivator in 10,000 people, or a person with extraordinary abilities like Luo Yingkong, it is such a large proportion, in the face of the huge population base, some powerful existences are also very many.

10,000 people have a master, then, 10 million is ten, 100 million is 100, Japan has a population of more than 200 million, according to the lowest ratio, the master is also about 300, it can be seen that there is no shortage of masters in this world.

The reason why ordinary people rarely see some strange people is that most of the people with these special powers are withdrawn, not good at words, or live in seclusion in some powerful departments, with various identities as cover, so ordinary people can't get in touch with these people at all, even if they come into contact occasionally, it will only add some magical legends to the folk, and people won't take it seriously......

As the distance got closer, the big head felt his muscles tense more and more.

The atmosphere of the entire factory has also become dull and depressing.

Every step of the big man with his upper body gives people a thrilling feeling, which seems to come from the depths of his soul.

People inexplicably felt nervous.

At the same time, Leng Jian also felt the difference in this person, an extremely dangerous aura filled the air, and the ** body was like a towering mountain, full of oppressive force.

"I'm coming!" The big head stared at the big man who was getting closer and closer, and spat out two words.

Leng Jian hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but look at the big head beside him, and suddenly, the rough man next to him became mountain-like, and his arrogant gaze was more solemn than his reminder.

Did he make that 12 million dollars for himself?

Between thoughts, Cold Arrow took a few steps back.

Because, Leng Jian thought of Tian Hong, since the big head is Tian Hong's friend, it is not surprising that he has a strong ability.

Inexplicably, Leng Arrow, who was full of disgust for the big head, suddenly had a good impression of the big head.

"Come on, don't pretend to be an elephant with two green onions, Lao Tzu will bet himself a million dollars!" The big head regained his arrogance and laughed.

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

……

**The big man on the upper body walked from the stairs to the ring step by step, and every step on the stairs made a dull impact sound, like beating solid wood with a heavy hammer, the sound was not loud, but it was full of power.

War!

War!

War!

……

The big head felt as if his blood was about to boil, every cell was burning, and the crazy battle intent grew in the air, filling every inch of space like substance.

At this time, the big head began to take off his clothes, revealing a granite-like muscle, and the audience let out another exclamation sound.

If the muscles of the big man are well-proportioned like a model, then the muscles of the big head are like those of a bodybuilder, the muscles are one by one, with sharp edges and corners, as if they are inlaid on them.

Undoubtedly, both men are power players.

Strike first!

Datou carried out his usual style of street fighting, and just when the man stepped into the ring, Datou rushed over like a heavy bulldozer, and his strong body actually blew a whirlwind, and the momentum was extremely terrifying......

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

……

The two strong bodies collided with each other, making a dense sound of punches and kicks, which made people's hearts palpitate.

Datou's cultivation of "Wei Ergang" is still short, and it is naturally easy to deal with ordinary gangsters, but when facing a real cultivator, Datou has a feeling that he is not enough.

The intensity of the battle is very tragic, both of them are strength-type players, and they both use cultivation to strengthen their bodies, and the fight gives people a feeling that the sky is falling apart and the earth is shaking.

In the midst of such fierce battles, time passes quickly.

The expression on the face of the ** upper body man became more and more surprised, he felt that there was a certain gap between the opponent's strength and his own, but the willpower and strength of this opponent were beyond his expectations. What frustrates him the most is that this opponent has a kind of stalking ruthlessness, often fighting to get a few punches and punch him a few times.

"Humph!" Dahan He had been subjected to this kind of wretched gas, snorted coldly, his teeth clenched, his fists suddenly tightened, and a pair of fists seemed to suddenly double, looking really like two hammers.

Not good!

The big head felt the pressure increase sharply, and the dangerous aura hit his face, and before he had time to think, his body quickly retreated, trying to distance himself from the big man.

It's a pity that it's late......

Just between the lightning and flint, people seemed to hallucinate, and a huge palm suddenly appeared in the air, grabbed the right foot of the big head, and the giant palm was lightly lifted, and the body of the big head was actually lifted in the air.

"Kill!"

With an earth-shattering shout, the body of the cold arrow swept up a puff of green smoke and rushed towards the big man, and the volley bounced in the air, and a steel leg was suddenly pulled down in the air......

"Peng!"

With a thrilling muffled sound, the big man was whipped by the whip leg of the cold arrow with all his might, and as soon as the hand that grabbed the big head was released, the big head fell to the ground, and he rolled back in embarrassment.

"Whew......"

The big man raised his head to the sky and let out a roar, and the entire factory trembled, and the big man's body seemed to be expanding sharply, and the overwhelming murderous aura filled every inch of space.

"Thank you." The big head looked at the cold arrows standing side by side.

"Let's say thank you again when you get out alive." A wry smile appeared on Leng Arrow's cold face, he didn't expect that as soon as he came out of the Eternal City, he would meet a master, but unfortunately, Tian Hong didn't teach him how to cultivate.

"If you want to die, I'll die first."

As soon as the big head's words fell, "Wei Ergang" was transported to its peak state, and there was actually a layer of moon-white brilliance on the fist, and when the brilliance rose, the big head's body shot out like an arrow off the string.

At the same time, the cold arrow was not far behind, the short body bounced, and after jumping three meters, the volley was another lightning whip leg whip towards the big man's head......

Punch out!

"Peng!" One punch.

"Peng!" Two punches.

First, the body of the big head flew out, followed by the body of the cold arrow flew out, and the bodies of the two fell to the ground almost at the same time.

"Poof......

"Poof......

The big head and the cold arrow spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and the two lay on the ground and glanced at each other.

"You still have 12 million dollars left with me." The big head wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Burn it to me." Leng Jian said lightly, stood up with his body propped up, and let the blood at the corner of his mouth stain his chest red.

With a "plop", the cold arrow that stood up fell to the ground again.

"Only you came." Leng Arrow glanced at the big head with a little frustration.

"Hehe, I'm better at it." The big head smiled proudly, propped his hands on the ground, and stood up stiffly, but the swaying body gave people a feeling of being swaying in the wind and rain.

It's a pity that the big man's smug smile is still on his face, and a huge fist blasts over like thunder.

"Peng!"

The body of the big head was hit in the air and flew upside down, and actually hit the body of Leng Arrow, who was desperately standing up, and the two of them lay on the ground again.

At this time, the big head and the cold arrow were almost covered in blood, and it was miserable.

"The 12 million can only be owed." The big head felt like his bones were broken, in fact, if it weren't for "Wei Ergang" to protect the big head's body, the big head's bones would have been shattered long ago.

"And me!"

A tall and thin young man stood in front of the two, it was Qiu Yanwu.

"Why bother?" Cold Arrow and Big Head sighed in unison.

Qiu Yanwu didn't make a sound, his eyes were full of indomitable courage, and in his dictionary, there was no word "escape".

In the Eternal City, Qiu Yanwu leads one of the most vulnerable teams, but he is the most successful leader, because, every time, he fights at the forefront, his wisdom, his courage, so that the most vulnerable team dedicates the most powerful strength.

"Humph!"

The big man snorted coldly again, and his fists struck each other, making a dull sound, and the air seemed to be shaken.

At the moment when the sound of the fists made people lose their minds, the big man punched.

Qiu Yanwu stepped out.

"Peng!"

With a muffled sound, Qiu Yanwu's body flew out upside down without any suspense, and landed heavily on the body of the cold arrow and the big head.

"Ahem...... Sorry......" Qiu Yanwu turned over his body while spitting blood.

Leng Jian and Big Head didn't speak, because, a pair of feet in shiny leather shoes were walking over step by step, and the two of them thought of watermelons almost at the same time.

They believe that these feet will crush their heads like watermelons......

"We have salvation."

Suddenly, the big head looked surprised.

"Yes, there is a ...... to be saved" A familiar figure appeared in the pupils of the cold arrow, and in a daze, the cold arrow fell headlong in the ring.

The big head is supported by "Wei Ergang", and the cold arrow is completely supported by willpower, and when he sees a person who is enough to reassure him, he finally can't hold it and faints.

Suddenly, the whole factory was quiet, eerily quiet, so quiet that you could hear a pin dropping.

The big man's body suddenly stopped, turned around slowly, and his eyes fell on the entrance of the factory, where stood a tall and thin young man.

The boy looked ordinary, but he was just standing there, and hundreds of pairs of eyes fell on him, and he seemed to have a kind of magic that made everyone want to pay attention to him.

Behind the young man, stood four men with serious expressions.

The young man's eyes glanced at the huge factory, and then slowly walked towards the ring, his steps steady and firm.

When he reached the fourth row, the boy stopped, because, not far from him, a big man in a gray suit slowly stood up......

……

"Who is he?" Inside the monitoring room, the white man asked suddenly.

He ...... He ......, "The middle-aged man surnamed Jiang's body was trembling inexplicably, and a pair of eyes were staring at the screen.

"He's amazing?" The obese Japanese felt the fear in the middle-aged man's emotions surnamed Jiang, and said disapprovingly.

"See for yourselves." The middle-aged man surnamed Jiang exhaled a long breath, stabilized his emotions and said, "Our plan may have changed. ”

"Why?" The white man asked.

"If my guess is correct, the killing machine should be this young man's subordinate, and the one who came to the ring later is also his subordinate, in fact, the big head is also his friend, strictly speaking, it should also be his subordinate, if we want to recruit these people, we must have his nod ......"

“……”

Everyone looked at each other, they really couldn't imagine that a teenager could have so many powerful subordinates.

"He's rich?" A swarthy Thai asked.

"It's not about money...... Let's take a look. ”

"He's very pointed?" Another Indian asked, incessantly.

"Nope."

"No money, no status, just kill him." The white man said lightly.

"Kill him?!" The middle-aged man surnamed Jiang, who was looking at the screen, turned his head and stared at the white man's face in amazement.

"Questions?" The white man said disappreciatively.

"It's a big problem, it's going to be a war, let's take a look first, his way of fighting, but it's a rare ...... in a hundred years" The middle-aged man surnamed Jiang smiled bitterly and said.

ps: Update 4200 words first, and there will be a big chapter later, and there will be a brother with a red ticket to support it!