"Okay, well, we are all our own people, so we won't hide it. I, Leshadi, also have my own information channels, and I probably have heard a little about your research." Rhodes said openly, " The mask is buried under the root of that thing, you send someone to take it out, in exchange, whatever you want is negotiable."
The smile on Alan Hill's face gradually faded.
"To be honest, I really didn't find any masks there. It's true. In addition, there are masks buried at the foot of the tree. Where did this rumor come from? The credibility of this rumor is very doubtful. Rhodes, We are all old friends, you know that I always say the same to my friends, and I will definitely help if I can! But I really can't do anything about it."
In the hall, the atmosphere suddenly became a little stiff.
Rhodes smiled quickly to ease the atmosphere.
"Since you Alan said no, then I believe you, maybe the rumors are wrong."
"That's right." Allen smiled again, "I will take you to visit my latest processing line later, which is absolutely world-class! You can get the goods from me if you need them, and I will provide them to you at cost price! all of us are"
"The only purpose of my coming here this time is the mask." A deep voice suddenly interjected between the two of them.
It's Gallon.
He suddenly spoke. He who had not spoken from the beginning to the end suddenly interrupted Alan Hill at this moment, and one eye wearing a mask slowly stared at Alan Hill.
The smile on Allen's face suddenly froze, and Rhode's smile suddenly became awkward.
"I said, I don't have a mask here, friend, where did you hear that rumor?" Allen frowned. He stared at Garen who was talking. As if looking through the mask to see the face beneath him.
"It doesn't matter where you heard it from, the important thing is, hand over the mask to me, and I can owe you a promise." Garen whispered. His voice is deep and powerful, giving off a decisive and tough feeling.
"I've already said that I don't have a mask here. You don't understand human speech, do you?" Alan Hill's face turned cold, and he changed his face when he said it.
"Calm down!!" Rhode quickly got up to appease the two. "We are all friends, there is no need to make it so stiff."
"For Rhode's sake, I'll give you another chance." Garen's eyes also turned cold, "Hand over the mask."
"Otherwise?" Alan Hill stood up, ripped off his shirt casually, revealing his explosive muscles, he pushed Rhodes away casually, "In my territory, someone dares to threaten me?"
"For my sake, calm down!!" Rhode finally yelled loudly. "We are all friends! Is there anything we can't sit down and talk about?"
Alan Hill sneered. Ignoring Rhode's cry at all, he walked directly in front of Garen and pointed at Garen's nose.
"For Rhodes' sake, you! Now! Get out of here! I can pretend that nothing happened to the previous unhappiness."
Garen stood up, at the same height as Alan Hill, and the two of them met their eyes.
Boom! ! !
Suddenly there was a muffled thunder-like sound.
Alan Hill in front of Garen flew out like a cannonball, hit the wall of the villa on the left, and was embedded in the wall with a bang, his whole body spread out in a large character.
ah! !
Amidst the maid's screams, Rhodes was so stunned that he didn't react at all. Just as he was about to step forward to stop him, he saw Garen swinging his right arm like lightning and slamming it hard. The entire right arm hit the side of Alan Hill's body like a warhammer, and the sound waves that erupted at that moment almost made his whole body numb, and his eardrums are still buzzing to this day.
Well.
Alan Hill groaned and shook his head, and walked down the wall, but he was not hurt at all.
But as soon as he stood firmly, Garen, who walked up again, grabbed his head with one hand and slammed it hard against the wall.
Boom! !
There was a hole in the wall of the villa. Expose the bright light outside.
"Kill him!!" Alan Hill faltered loudly. He tried hard to break free from Garon's grasp, but it didn't help. His transformed strength was no match for Garen at all.
"Kill him!!! Su Lanjing!!" he yelled.
However, Garen grabbed and lifted him from the wall, hanging in mid-air.
boom.
There was a small gunshot.
Garen turned around sharply, and a black nail bullet was nailed to the arm he was holding Alan Hill. There appears to be a red light flashing on the bullet.
Suddenly, a burst of flames exploded, and the black nail exploded directly.
Amidst the violent vibration, Garen didn't move at all, holding Alan Hill and looking in the direction of the bullet.
The miniature bomb on the bullet exploded, but it didn't affect him at all.
Although Rhodes had already seen Garon's terrifying side when he was in the White Phoenix, he was still incredibly shocked to see it again now.
At this moment, Alan Hill suddenly squeaked, like a slippery loach, unexpectedly slipped out of Garen's hand, and landed lightly on the floor on the other side.
As soon as he stood still, he stared at Garen with a stern expression on his face. Opening his right arm, his right hand sloughed out a layer of skin strangely, turning into an octopus-like blackish tentacle. The tentacle was several meters long, and it whipped towards Garen viciously like a whip.
The mucus from some octopus tentacles spilled on the ground, and white smoke rose immediately, and a foul-smelling corrosive smell permeated the air.
Snapped!
Garen grabbed the tentacle with one hand, pulled it violently, and even swung Alan up like a heavy object, smashing it hard on the ground.
boom! ! !
The floor was directly smashed through, and the cement below was smashed into a big hole, and gravel was splashed.
"Forgive me! Forgive me!!!" Alan Hill's inarticulate voice finally sounded. A large amount of red and white slime was smashed out, and some were directly splashed onto the wall, corroding potholes of various sizes.
Garen stopped, and casually threw the rag-like monster Alan Hill aside.
This guy uses some kind of biological technology to turn himself into a human and a ghost, but his actual strength is about two points on average, which is close to a ton of strength, but the horrible corrosive slime on his body is very powerful.
Garen's physique was as high as 7 points, and he grabbed the tentacles. At this moment, he also felt his palms were burning, as if there were many tiny bugs constantly digging into the flesh, which was very uncomfortable.
He shook off the mucus on his hands casually, and saw that the door of the villa was knocked open, a bunch of firearms were facing him, and the red dots of sniper rifles were densely aimed at him.
"Think about it carefully. I'm not interested in your research. Give me the mask. For Rhode's sake, I don't mind this time." Garen looked at Alan Hill who was half kneeling on the ground.
He controlled it so well that the mucus didn't splatter anyone around him, only the surrounding furniture and sofas were damaged.
Cough cough cough.
Alan Hill coughed violently, his eyes were red and bloodshot, and a large piece of his scalp was torn off by the fierce blow, exposing the white surface of his skull. White mucus was continuously secreted from the edge of the mouth, which seemed to be another more corrosive liquid.
"That's it for today."
Garen didn't bother to search for the mask himself, and turned to look at Rhodes.
The latter smiled wryly and helplessly. He originally planned to make a peaceful transaction. Before he came, he communicated with Garen as much as possible, hoping that he would be in charge of all the powers. He didn't expect the situation to turn out like this.
"Let's go." Garen clapped his hands, his body was still spotless, as if he hadn't touched his hands at all just now, and he was still in a black suit with no trace of color.
On the other hand, Alan Hill's white pants were torn and stained.
The two walked towards the gate one after the other.
Rhodes didn't know when there was an extra black woman beside him. She glanced at Garen solemnly, then at Alan on the ground, and followed Rhodes without saying a word.
A group of gunmen at the door aimed nervously at the three of Garen. Some of them were so nervous that their throats trembled, and their fingers were so stiff that they couldn't help trembling.
Alan Hill on the ground quietly opened his mouth at this time, facing Garen's back, a green and black tongue like a frog protruded from his mouth, and a sinister look flashed in his eyes.
laugh! !
A tiny crisp sound pierced the air and shot at Garen's vest.
Roar! !
Garen turned his head abruptly, with a flash of dragon shadow all over his body, a wave of air suddenly exploded around him, a sound wave like the roar of a giant beast viciously shook the blue and black tongue behind him, and slammed it against the wall On an oil painting on the Internet.
Garen snorted coldly, glanced at Alan Hill on the ground, and strode out of the gate, followed by Rhodes and others.
The gunman at the door was already paralyzed by the roar, and his whole body was stiff and unable to move.
Looking at the backs of Garen and the others, Alan Hill tried his best to support his body, trying to stand up, but his legs were trembling uncontrollably and he couldn't control them.
He tried his best to suppress the fear in his heart, but the last burst of terrifying roars and dragon roars kept replaying in his mind.
"Damn it!" He slammed the ground hard, but fell to the ground slumped.
Two people also came down from the second floor of the villa at this time.
One is Mora, and the other is a woman. Both of them are dressed in white, and their faces are extremely ugly.
"My special bullets can't even pierce his skin." The woman looked to be in her thirties, with an ordinary face and yellowish skin. She was obviously of oriental race.
"I admit it this time," Alan Hill said harshly. "The King of Nighthawks." He suppressed the fear in his heart, but he didn't realize that his voice was trembling.
"Is it just handed over to him for nothing? The mask has been completely entangled with the roots of the tree, and there is no way to take it out without injury!" Mo La walked over to help Alan up, looking unwilling.
"Give it to him! Don't get entangled with him in the future, he's a lunatic!" Alan Hill didn't know, the shadow of Garen's invincibility had been deeply imprinted in his heart, the man's strength was like an inflated balloon, constantly being drawn He deepened, the more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, and the more he thought about it, the more unwilling he was to touch it.
Before he knew it, Garen had planted a seed of awe in his heart.
(end of this chapter)