"No problem. Garon nodded, "Before that, I need you to help me find out where my senior sister and second senior brother are now." Before leaving, I also have to stabilize the situation in Huaishan and deal with some minor troubles. ”

"Of course, I will assist you in this, I will come officially, only after completely cleaning up the little mouse, can I have no worries. Surin laughed in a good mood.

"The Manlaytown Company, and that Bouvigny or something, needs to be wiped out. Do you want me to assign you people? By the way, and your uncle's family. ”

"I'll take care of it all in a short time. Garon said lightly.

Now he is not the same person he used to be, with the support of Su Lin's strong shili, plus he also has fierce strength, solving these things is just a trivial matter.

It's just a pity that his parents and sister don't know about it, they just think that the exchange he went out with his master Fei Baiyun is just a trip in disguise. I would never have thought that the result would be so serious.

Surin also saw his determination at this time.

"Everything else is fine, but it's probably more troublesome to find Losita and Farak, they seem to have disappeared, and they can't find anyone at all. This takes time. ”

"It's fine. I'll just keep looking for it while I'm going to you. Garon didn't care, the matter of the senior sister and the second senior brother was not a day or two. He also knew that he couldn't rush.

"Then that's easy. ”

The meal was finally delivered, and it was a typical oriental rice with a stir-fry. Although the taste is very average, it is in line with the taste of Galleon.

Surin's efficiency was very high, and Liliang, who withdrew from Huaishan City by Manlaytown, was surrounded and suppressed by him for the crime of reselling cultural relics, and mobilized special forces. Only a few elites fled because they got the news in advance.

More than ten days later

In a sparsely populated dense forest on the outskirts of Huaishan City.

A group of resistance workers from the Manlaytown company Zuihou were surrounded and huddled in a makeshift estate.

Surrounded by guards, Surin and Garon stood in the woods, looking out over the white manor surrounded by heavy guards.

"Our people can't get in for the time being, and the other party's firepower is very fierce, not an ordinary character. It is clearly the absolute elite and also the resistance of the Manlaytown company Zuihou Shili. Su Lin smiled and glanced at Garon behind him, "Otherwise, if we besiege them like this, it is estimated that there will be casualties if we attack them." ”

Garon shook his head from afar as he looked at the muzzles of the guns that popped out from time to time in the white manor.

"Forget it, I'll do it myself. ”

Without waiting for Surin to answer, he strode towards the manor, undisguised.

With each step, his body swelled a little, and the surrounding soldiers moved out of the way for Garon to enter at Surin's signal.

"Is this guy looking for death? He doesn't even wear body armor, who does he think he is? A lonely hero?

"Don't scream if you don't understand!" a black-faced soldier next to him gave him a slap on the head, "That lord is Garon, one of the three generals of the Southern Heavenly Saint Fist Sect." Isn't it something that ordinary people can resist?"

"No matter how powerful it is, it's just a shot. The young soldier cut and bowed his head, not arguing with the boss.

"Idiot. ”

Garon didn't hear the two talking, and he strode to the manor gate.

"It's Garon!!" a slightly trembling voice came from one of the shooting holes in the manor. With fear and despair.

"Fight them!!" "Can't sit still!" the voice quickly lowered, followed by a deathly silence.

The gunfire fell silent all at once.

Garon stood at the white-tin gate, feeling no less than a dozen guns pointed at him. Since entering the martial artist level, his sense of perception has become more and more acute, like this kind of sight that he doesn't even know how to hide his own killing intent, it is like a torch burning in the dark night, clear and bright.

For a moment, all the gunfire stopped.

The soldiers on Surin's side all poked their heads out to check in confusion, only to find that the manor seemed to have given up resistance and collectively extinguished the fire.

"What's going on? Surrender?"

"I don't know, why are they all ceasefired?"

"Wait for the commander's orders. ”

Garon stood quietly at the gate, his body had swelled to the point of one meter nine, which was a state he named himself. It's not as strong as the final second stage, but its defense is also terrifying.

The voice fell silent suddenly.

The sunlight penetrated the leaves, fell to the ground, and swayed with the wind. As the gunfire stopped.

The rustle, the crisp chirping of birds, and the faint chirping of insects all gradually echoed.

call

A gentle breeze blew, and a few yellow leaves fell with the wind.

Garon's hand slowly reached for the tin door.

The moment your finger touched the door.

Rumble!!!

Garon's furious stampede and gunfire rang out almost simultaneously.

The fierce gunfire erupted in an instant, and all the firepower was concentrated on Garon one after another. The gunfire was so dense that it was difficult to hear which direction it was coming from.

The heavy white iron-clad wooden gate was deformed and shattered under Garon's fist. Then it turned into countless fragments and flew into it and splattered out.

In the courtyard, four bullet chains locked onto Galleons and fired straight at them.

Bang Bang!!

Garon rushed in with a bullet in three steps, spanning a distance of more than ten meters. Punch a one-eyed man with a submachine gun.

With a snap, plasma splattered from the head. A gunshot stopped.

This is followed by the second and third courses

Gunfire was muted under Garon's rapid movement. Although his speed is slower than that of a strong martial artist, it is not comparable to ordinary people.

And the bullet hit him like a steel plate, and it had no effect.

Finally, Zuihou, an elite of the Manlaytown Company, collapsed, choked up, tears and snot flowed and his face was unconscious, looking at Garon who rushed towards him, the terrifying huge figure quickly magnified in his eyes.

He laughed nervously, and felt a black piece from his waist like lightning.

"Let's die together, hey, hey, together"

He pulled the tab hard. Hold it in your hand.

Garon's face was indifferent, and he slashed his right hand holding the grenade with a single palm.

Boom!

The entire right arm was torn apart, and it was knocked away from the distance, and the blood splattered and landed in the far corner.

Rumble!

The grenade exploded, and a large cloud of dirt spilled everywhere with the smell of gunsmoke.

Garon grabbed the opponent's neck with one hand and lifted him directly into the air. The elite frantically used his self-defense pistol to shoot Garon in the chest.

"Dying struggle. He pressed lightly, clicked, and the neck bone was pinched.

Throwing away the corpse in his hand, Garon strode to the courtyard door.

The gunfire and bullets on the second floor were still tilting at him one after another, and from time to time black grenades were dropped.

Bang bang bang!!

Only the grenades that were very close were smashed away by Garon, and the farther ones did not pose the slightest threat to him. Explosions constantly rang around, but they didn't make any sense in the slightest.

Standing in front of the inner door, he dug his fingers and directly dug out a large piece of the door lock and threw it away. Push the door in.

The gunfire in the manor stopped, and the gunfire from Surin's side rang out, directly suppressing the other party.

The elite soldiers who followed Garon rushed in, pouring into the small building like water from both sides of Garon.

Garon stood in the doorway, looking indifferently towards the stairs on the second floor.

Bang!

A bullet hit his eyelid, sending out a little golden spark.

The moment he saw the other party's sneak attack and shooting, he closed his eyes.

With this shot, the faces of the soldiers who poured in around him were stunned for a moment, and the sound of gasping for cold air was faintly heard among the soldiers.

"That's the one just now, I'm going to live. Garon said lightly.

"Coco" followed the team leader standing beside Garon and felt his teeth chatter, it was not fear, but an instinctive physical reaction to danger. His body trembled unconsciously.

Garon ignored him and strode directly into the first floor of the small building.

On the first floor is a spacious living room, decorated in white tones, with delicate sculptures and patterns in the style of religious angels. A spiral staircase on the left spirals up to the second floor.

Only the soldiers who entered were suppressed at the top of the staircase, and the gunfire from time to time was endless.

Ignoring the others around him, Garon walked straight up the stairs.

The moment he went upstairs, the stairs collapsed.

With a bang, the first floor suddenly flew with white ash, and a large amount of lime stirred up.

Garon also fell back to the first floor.

He looked up at the second floor.

Among the few fleeting faces, there was Cynthea's face.

This elite girl in Manlayton, who was the captain of his bodyguard, is now embarrassed and covered in blood.

"No, I can't imagine that I, Bhikkhulin, will die in such a remote place, cramped, without an audience, without a suitable opponent, nothing. It's not at all in line with my assassin's majestic nickname."

The only four people left on the second floor were scattered at the staircase and by the window.

One of the scar uncles who took the lead said with a face full of vicissitudes, while pulling out the scimitar on his leg and preparing for melee combat.

Cynthia looked indifferent, and despite her embarrassment, she still looked relaxed, and even whistled silently.

"I knew that Garon, the heavenly general of the Southern Heavenly Saint Fist Sect, was dead! I knew that following you would not end well! Hmm" Another person actually sobbed quietly, this was a tall and handsome man, who was crying like a child at this time, and his whole body was trembling with fear.

"Die, die! Kaisha, a piece of shit! If you have time to cry, you might as well think about how to deal with that monster!" a black woman yelled with a submachine gun.

There were corpses lying everywhere on the second floor, and blood was dripping down the broken staircase to the first floor, and the sound of crackling water droplets could be heard. The air was filled with the fishy smell of blood, which was disgusting.

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