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There was only one skull inside.

There was no body, no limbs, just a huge head cast of black iron.

"Yes! Yes......" O'Neill rushed to the scene as soon as possible, he took a deep breath, and confirmed it more than a dozen times, and the final result was still the unbelievable answer!

"Yes—"

"Black Iron Beamon - General Ashiba!"

"Whew!"

See it!

Hear me!

The barbarians surrounded by the audience all shivered!

All of them fell into a suffocating freezing point.

Beamon is the most terrifying creature in the ABT barbarians, and it is also the super S barbarian in the fierce domain, their whole body is like a steel barbarian, invulnerable, invulnerable, invulnerable, and the crazy Beamon is undoubtedly the largest creature in the barbarians, which can be from 8 meters tall to nearly 100 meters, and the legendary Black Iron Beamon's General Ashiba can swallow hundreds of tons of iron ore with one mouth in a state of madness!

And even if Ashiba didn't use his racial expertise to go berserk, with his original height of 8 meters, he even lost a lame leg, and with just brute force, he could crush the fourth-order evolved B-level O'Neill to the ground with just one finger!

This is what O'Neill himself said!

It's written in the Code of Assiba Base!

Every word is heart-wrenching, every word trembles, and every word is super-god!

Aziba base recruits into the army, each of them has a guide book, on it, the first barbarian in the third district, the black iron Beamon general - Ashiba is an absolutely supernatural existence.

However!

This head in front of you!!

It was Beamon's head that was cut off alive!

"Whew!"

This moment! This scene! This one answer!

Who dares to accept the barbarians!

No!

The Black Bat Squadron can't!

The CIA can't!

Neither can O'Neill, the eight-gibbon king!

"...... in the end"

"These ten minutes!"

"What the hell is going on?"

O'Neill's face was confused.

Completely confused!

The 9-meter-tall giant body was trembling in the late autumn evening breeze, as if it had been transformed into a delicate chick that could be blown down by a gust of wind.

I don't even know what I should do at the moment, whether to bring back Aciba's head first, or continue to capture AK48!

Maybe!

It doesn't matter anymore!

This result takes time to digest!

It must take time to digest!

"Whew!"

A head!

This is the head of Beamon, who is ranked on the altar of the barbarians!

So who the hell is it! The strength can be super-god!? can cut off Ashiba's head alive!

"Whew-"

Every brute is trembling!

"Whew-"

Inhale the cool air deeply, suffocating and gasping.

Take a deep peek again!

Aciba's head was quiet in the pit.

The eyes were open, and there was a lingering afterglow on them, and a slight heat rose from the eyes, indicating that he had just left, no congestion, no struggle, and seemed to have died very suddenly, and even he himself was confused!

"Whew!"

O'Neill took a heavy breath, picked up the pager, and entered the number 178 with a trembling hand, and he tried to call General Abbasi, so as to finally make sure that the head in front of him was Ashiba himself, and not some black market craftman...... The realistic craftsmanship of the clay figure!

The pager glows green!

The black ape typed two words: "General!?"

"Zizizi!"

The pager returned.

One word: "In!"

......

"Knock knock!"

It's not a heartbeat!

It's-

Liver tremor!!

It's a terrifying liver tremor to the bones!

Olney looked at the head in the pit with a shudder, feeling that his soul was about to fly, he took a deep breath and entered into the pager with a shudder: "Where?"

"Whew!"

Wait with bated breath.

Three seconds.

"Zizizi!"

The pager rang.

Two words: "Hell!"

......

"Jingle bell!"

O'Neill's cell phone rang suddenly, startling him for a while.

Trembling on.

The voice on the other end of the phone was a rapid gasp-

"The report will be in the minus 18 layers of hell, and an unknown corpse will be found! There is no head, the bones are like iron pipes, the limbs are like iron rods, the human body, the body length is 8 meters, the lion tail, wearing a soft iron shirt, military pants on the lower body, and there is a general rank mark on it, which is suspected to be ......"

......

“......”

O'Neill hung up the phone, his lips pale.

After a little digestion, a small on-site meeting was held.

"It's definitely not the power of the barbarians, the barbarians who can cut the black iron Bimeng alive are definitely the first-line barbarians!"

"A super-first-line brute?"

"But the super first-line barbarians are all in the fierce domain, if they enter the barbarian world, their combat power will be weakened by 99%!"

"With only 1% of the combat power, you can kill General Asiba alive, even the previous overlord Super S Qilin Man can't do it!"

"In the barbarians, there is only ...... to kill Black Iron Beamon Only the bronze Beamon of the same barbarians can do this!"

“......”

O'Neill said in a reared voice: "This matter is very complicated, far beyond the control of our CIA, and it must be reported to the General Administration as soon as possible!"

"Or ...... The Black Market Priest needs to step in!"

"Pass the order! Report to the General Bureau! Clean up the scene and properly place General Asiba's head!"

"This matter must not be leaked until the General Administration has not replied!"

"Yes!"

......

"Boom, boom!"

A thirty-meter-high excavator took away the head covered in a white cloth.

The barbarians were stunned in place, their feelings were very complicated, Ashiba died, which also meant that the military order signed before was invalid, and they could live!

However, there is a sense of powerlessness and insignificance at the unprovoked end!

The absolute gap in strength, the vast difference between the barbarian races, should have been completely dead and completely desperate for the fierce road theory.

Even if there is a small probability that you can counterattack to the top of the food chain and sit on the 800-year-old prosperous world!

The fall of Ashiba Beamon's head is a challenge, perhaps heralding the end of the 800-year Beamon regime, but for ordinary barbarians, there is no deeper meaning!

It's just a matter of changing the owner......

The previous term was the Qilin hegemony, this one is Beamon, who is the next one......

It doesn't really matter!

The important thing is to be alive! The next 800 years your own barbarian species is still there, and it is still not extinct!

That's enough!

......

The night is getting dark, and the street lights are dim.

Lane 168 at the end of Renman Street leads to the main ABT road, so the dense ABT police cars go back and forth through Lane 168!

At the end of Renman Street, the scene.

The sound of motors, honkings, footsteps, shouting, very busy.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly!

A roar of rotors came from the sky, and O'Neill raised his head irritably, and said suspiciously, "TV!?"

"Damn, why did you even have a TV station drone. ”

O'Neill then scolded the barbarians of the logistics department who came over: "It's all said, don't say anything about this, don't leak the news, which bastard passed the circle of friends!?"

......