"Your Excellency, what do you do next?" Liu Jingang asked respectfully.
"The exit of the Sin City was sealed, together with the secret road leading to the Great China, and a new channel was opened. As for the thousand people, all of them were pulled out to act as coolies." Lazily leaning on the sofa chair, said lightly.
"Hahaha..."
Hearing that, everyone laughed. This time their careful plan was to dismantle the terrorist force of Bakong. After all, Sin City is the territory of the Bakong Nation. The forces cultivated by the Bakong Nation have always been a major concern for these terrorists. Therefore, how can they be unhappy if they take this force so easily
at this time.
"Boom!" With a sound, the door of the conference room was shattered by a kick. Randomly, a valiant man in Bakong's military uniform walked in slowly.
This man is as strong as a mountain. Not only is he tall and straight, but he has an aura like a mountain. His stern face has no emotions. His sharp eyes are like a dark bottomless pit, which makes people sink into it at a glance, unable to extricate themselves.
When everyone saw the soldier, they stood up from their chairs in awe.
Bamu'er stood up first, staring coldly at the British soldier: "Your Excellency, who are you?"
The heroic man glanced at his eyes with disdain, "I don't like someone wearing a human skin mask to talk to Lao Tzu!"
"You, you, you can see that I am wearing a human skin mask at a glance?" Bamu'er was taken aback. This human-skin mask was made by him at a price of one billion, and it is impossible to see through it without a foundation or innate perception.
This man just saw through his mask at a glance, his perception is too terrifying.
"Hahahaha, it took me a full year to find this doghouse. This is thanks to you. If you hadn't taken the Pakistan army with you, how could I find this place so easily?"
The heroic man laughed and didn't put the people here in his eyes. After he came here, he had already swept everything with his divine consciousness.
Bamu'er looked cold, and after the violent violent, he shouted: "Go on, everyone! Damn, fuck him!"
As he said, he slapped the table and attacked first. A golden knife appeared in his hand. At the same time, his body was like a cannonball out of the chamber, flying over the desk, the blade of the knife. Toward the position of Yingwu's chest, fiercely inserted!
His offensive is cold, tough, and vicious!
At the same time, the twenty-odd people here have all exploded in strength. In an instant, some people draw their guns and shoot, some use hidden weapons, and some use their bare hands...
The heroic man looked at Bamu'er, who was the first to attack, and sneered. He waved a big hand, and a terrifying wave of true essence waved out from the cuff. Suddenly, a powerful wall of vitality formed by the true essence appeared. In front of him...
Bamuer and everyone’s offensive were intercepted by the Qi Wall. The Bamuer of the late Heavenly Stage and the ones who flew over with bare hands could not reach King Kong. They were directly shocked by the terrorist force on the Qi wall and smashed hard. In the wall, two big holes were smashed into the wall...
Not falling King Kong is only the late stage of the Huang Tier, unable to resist the terrifying force on the Qi wall at all. When the shock flew out, the whole body's bones and internal organs were shattered by the shock, and it was only dying to fall to the ground.
Bamu'er got up from the ground and looked at the heroic soldiers inside the gas wall with a look of horror. The blow just now was too strong, like a high-speed truck hitting him halfway, shocking. His eyes were staring at Venus, and his bones almost fell apart.
The heroic man looked at the true essence power rolling on his hands and muttered to himself, "This foundation-building stage is indeed several times stronger than the aura-training stage. I have just stepped into the foundation building and it is already so powerful, and my spiritual consciousness is also strong. less!!"
He finished boasting, his cold eyes swept over everyone with a dull face, and a wicked smile hung on the corner of his mouth, "You dare to come to my country of Bakong, thinking that there is really no one to take care of you in Bakong? I will do it today? Teach you well!"
The heroic man said, shaking his body, he came directly in front of the sharp swordsman, raised his fist, and slammed it towards the door of the sharp swordsman...
Soon, the screams of pig-killing in the conference room of hell sounded one after another...
After half an hour.
After the heroic man killed all the bosses, he walked to the terrified Bamu'er and said indifferently: "If I guess it is correct, you are from Youhan, right?"
Bamu'er was trembling as he was suppressed by the powerful aura of the British military, but his gaze was extremely vicious, "Lao Tzu is a native of Youhan, and all my family members died in the war. Lao Tzu is thinking about killing you all the time... "
The heroic man said with a mocking face: "What about Lao Tzu's parents? Didn't they die in the war? Are all the good people of You Han Chinese not good? Huh! To blame, blame the war. We, as soldiers, protect our country. This What's wrong? War is cruel..."
"Excess nonsense, I don't want to say more. Since I was planted in your hands, I recognized it. I only hate that Laozi's plan was not implemented sooner. I only hate that shit razor was discovered too late..."'Eight Muer' said gritted teeth.
"Huh! The Razor is our best spy fighter in the Bakong country, but you have been murdered by your beasts. Today I don't kill you all, it's hard to understand the hatred in my heart!" The heroic man said coldly.
"Huh? The famous Bakong country's first warrior, Tulong, is sometimes irritated? Haha, razor, right? He was tortured alive by me, and his wife was also by me... Hahaha..." The children laughed, almost crazy.
"Looking for death!!" Tu Long was furious. He slapped Bamu'er's head with a big hand, and with a bang, Bamu'er's head was frightened by a concussion. Randomly, his eyes were black and his mouth He sprayed blood, then died of breathlessness, and fell to the ground with a plop.
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In an ice-covered valley, Qiao Jun and others looked at the bombed cave, and their hearts sank to the bottom of the valley.
"Thor, what should we do? There is a vast mountain behind this cave. We can't find the entrance at all? How much effort would be wasted if we move the stones here one by one?" Langshou said with a frustrated face.
Qiao Jun thought for a while and said, "I know where the entrance is? But we have to climb this mountain."
"This mountain is past, but it is the territory of the Bakong country..." Wolfclaw was about to continue, but was interrupted by Qiao Jun's hand, "Wait!"
With that said, Qiao Jun swept his sense of consciousness into the cave that collapsed...
Although this cave collapsed, there were still crevices. It was through this crevice that Qiao Jun penetrated his senses into it!
Soon, his spiritual consciousness continued to stretch around, until it extended into the conference room of the headquarters in hell...
His spiritual consciousness can extend 30 kilometers, as long as there is room to drill, everything within 30 kilometers can be seen clearly.
This is the strength of the Qiankun Derivative Decision. The heroic man has just stepped into the foundation, and his spiritual consciousness has swept up to 20 kilometers, and he is only practicing Qi, but his spiritual consciousness far exceeds the heroic man.
Here to explain, Qiao Jun can easily see through the human skin mask of Bamu'er, but Qiao Jun is too underestimate on Bamu'er and treats him as a small person, so he did not sweep the Bamu'er at all. Er's human skin mask, besides, he had never seen the razor himself, and he would never have thought that only a cultivator could make such a human skin mask. (End of this chapter)