Chapter Seventy-Five: Deserted and Fleeing
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"Whoever can get rid of the paper bag monster is my second-in-command!"
He had a lot of doubts, because he didn't know that Mo Rong had brought Qi Tao's parents, so naturally he wouldn't have any guesses.
He didn't know what the paper bag freak was shouting, but he knew that this was an opportunity.
Unleashing the false rumors and gathering the elites of his subordinates this is a predetermined plan all for the purpose of encircling and suppressing the paper bag monster now he is uninvited just right.
The elite gathered, and he wanted to die or live!
"Haha, brothers, all go up, this stupid shortage is sent to the door by itself!"
"No matter how strong the paper bag monster is, under the siege of dozens of us, we will also drink and hate, he is killing himself. β
"Ah Qiang, Sambao, you two cooperate with me, wait for me to take his life, and share the benefits. β
Liu Weiqiang's subordinates shouted happily, they were not benevolent people, they were ruthless, and driven by interests, they were even more murderous at the moment.
They felt that they were already victorious.
"Don't stop me, his life is mine!" roared a man in a black jacket with a scar on his face, leading the crowd as he galloped up.
He shook his hands, and two daggers actually cut out of his sleeves, and the cold glow shimmered, as if it could pierce the heart, and the quality was extraordinary.
The scar man is very fast, and he is a well-known fast knife player in the entire Qingjiang City, and with all his strength, it is enough to cut a thousand-pound boulder into countless cubes of equal size.
He held a dagger in his hand, wielding it in the void, and under the burst of internal qi, it shot out a little bit of cold light, tearing the air, like a flying swallow passing by, with a scream.
Under the cold swarm of swords, the floor was cracked and made subtle incisions.
", dogwheel, don't try to be the first. One exclaimed, he knew the scar man's routine, disturbed with the cold aura of the knife, and killed the enemy with the sharpness of the dagger when he was close.
The materials used for the dagger are so good that they are terrifyingly sharp, even if a five-rank martial artist is unlucky, he will be scratched.
"You can eat dirt behind me in the future!" the scarred man laughed, and when he saw the knife fall, covering the figure of the paper bag monster in it, causing the masonry dust to fly, he accelerated and rushed up.
The Cao brothers were damaged in the hands of the paper bag monster, he naturally would not be careless, and the dagger in both hands skyrocketed, but seeing that the paper bag monster was facing the encirclement and suppression of the knife qi, he did not react at all, but he had the idea of "but Erer".
"I know how to use advanced martial arts, what about hitting the internal qi storm, I am too slow to deal with it, and I am just a scumbag. β
He swooped in before the masonry dust, and with a dagger in his backhand, he swung it down awe-inspiringly, tearing through the air current.
"I ask you, where the hell are they?!" An angry roar exploded, blowing away the dust, and the extremely powerful qi spread, shocking everyone's minds.
Qi Tao waved his palm with overwhelming momentum, but it was a blow of "head drink", combined with the strength method and the revolver breathing method, the power was amazing!
The airflow condensed and gathered, like a giant monument, and the forced pressure went down, making the scar man's muscles and bones scream, and the hands holding the knife were the first to be compressed, the bones were cracked, and he shrugged down, and the dagger cut through the thigh, and he fell to his knees.
Under the "big tablet seal", he had no power to resist, and then he was pinched by Qi Tao's neck.
"Where the hell?!"
"Brothers, take advantage of now!" a tall man shouted, and luckily, his muscles and bones rang like an ancient bell, striking a solid fist.
Under his echo, the remaining eleven fourth-rank martial artists shot out together, using the means of releasing internal qi and external qi, which was terrifyingly powerful enough to collapse a bungalow.
They were more cautious than the Scar Man, so they let the latter act as a bird, attracting the attention of the paper bag monster and taking advantage of the opportunity to besiege him.
Qi Tao snorted coldly, casually threw the scarred man away, and faced it calmly.
His hands stood up like knives, and he slashed out crosswise, slashing out two storms, and the air flow swept through, containing several layers of strength.
Under the stunned gaze of everyone, Qi Tao actually resisted the siege of more than a dozen martial artists of the same level with the strength of one person.
"Oh no, I can't hold it!" one exclaimed, and they were still at a disadvantage.
They scattered in all directions, and it was terrifying to see the storm slash down, splitting the floor and reaching the bottom of the two floors.
"Answer my question, or ......" Qi Tao boiled with anger, "There is no forgiveness for killing!"
It's just that Mo Rong, the only one who knows the answer to the question, has been printed on the wall and has no life, and the rest of the people can only feel inexplicable.
"His martial arts skills are too strong, he can only fight in close combat, and his two fists are hard to beat with four hands!"
Twelve four-rank martial artists rushed forward as the leader, either soaring down into the air, or galloping and attacking, all of them were ruthless when they made moves, aiming at the vital points.
There are also many three-grade good players who come to fish in troubled waters and use their housekeeping skills.
Before the move fell, the aftermath of the stirring air flow was already extremely chaotic, like a steel knife raging, splitting the wine table in the private room.
Qi Tao looked at all this indifferently and didn't move.
In the eyes of the besiegers, it was that he was cornered and unable to resist.
"Since you don't answer......"
"I'll fight until you say so!"
His chest swelled like a bellows, his muscles and muscles agitated, and his brute force swelled.
Its momentum was awe-inspiring and strong, and the surge in frequency caused by practicing yoga meditation began to change, faintly crossing the inhuman, making Qi Tao's figure seem to change into a giant bear in a blur.
With a sinister smile on his face under the hood, he struck quickly, grabbing one of them by the fist and waving it like a stick.
Knock the besiegers into the air, and several Sanpin died due to the strong impact!
"Damn, don't be cowardly, give me the fuck!" a fourth-rank martial artist who was knocked away barely managed to stabilize his lower plate, and turned back to roar at the cowering third-rank warriors.
The strength of the paper bag monster is beyond imagination, and it is no different from ghosts and gods.
He turned his head to look straight ahead, and what caught his eye was the "funny" avatar that was close at hand, and the cold and murderous words sounded in his ears.
"Tell me, where is the couple you caught?"
The four-rank martial artist who was questioned looked frightened, and felt as if he was being stared at by a giant bear that devoured people, ready to be eaten at any time.
"I ...... I do not know. He replied honestly, trembling.
"If you don't know, then die. Qi Tao coldly judged, and slapped out a palm, shattering the man's heart.
Carried away by anger and anxiety, he has become a tank on the battlefield, roaming the enemy with impunity.
But whoever does not give him an answer, kill!
After killing him, he went to the first floor to find it.
"How, how is that possible...... My subordinates are elite......" Liu Weiqiang's lips trembled, and his face turned pale.
He seemed to think back to the night in the Black Boxing Stadium, and the paper bag monster was just like this time, like a demon god, without any opponents.
They were all useless gamblers back then, but to the Paper Bag Monster, even his elite were as fragile as eggs.
What he thought before was too naΓ―ve.
And compared to that time, today's paper bag monsters, kill Mowgli!
Liu Weiqiang only had one thought left at the moment.
"If you stay any longer, you will definitely die!"
"Run!"