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  Six luxury buses stopped, and from the cars, those who rushed down were not thugs, but soldiers. Although they didn't wear military uniforms, the strong power on their bodies was already felt by Xiao Qiufeng - these were soldiers, international mercenaries.

  Because in this team, there are all kinds of skin, only one thing is the same, they have the same hard quality, at this moment, like bees rushing over, bullets raining, whistling violently.

  "Night Hawk, take them down." Xiao Qiufeng's powerful aura enveloped the surroundings, motionless, that presence, even Afang, who had experienced countless battles, felt a little intimidated. This man was indeed one of the strongest masters they had ever seen, and just his calmness alone was enough to dispel any doubts.

  The owl has moved, and before it did, it coldly said a sentence: "Kill without pardon!"

  Yin Zei rushed out first, he was already suffocating a bit, while Zui Gui was the third one, Fei Jian was at the end, looking at the distant skyscraper, seemingly thinking about something, his mouth corners moved slightly, but no one knew if he said anything.

  The six-layered sky bridge has become a battlefield, the four great masters of the Dragon Group have unfolded endless slaughter, they are all from the military who have experienced nine deaths and one life to achieve today's achievements, of course, it is not comparable to a few mercenaries.

  Several rounds of thunderous cannon fire had already blown away half the sky bridge, dozens of empty small cars, half of which had fallen from the six-story sky bridge to the clouds below, stirring up swirling dust that had spread across half the sky. This reminded Xiao Qiufeng of the glory of London's first war, but he didn't know if there was an opponent worthy of him here today.

  It's another sniper shot. Those tens of gunmen fell one after another, it seems that there are still many people in the Butcher God who know how to play with guns.

  Four black figures, like eagles, rose from the four directions, with great power, bringing forth a gust of wind, several small cars were blown up, flying like fallen leaves, the autumn wind was strong and refreshing, truly feeling the passion of war.

  The drunkard has discovered something unusual and shouted loudly: "Night Eagle, come back!"

  But the Night Owl didn't even turn his head, only a loud shout: "Our mission is to eliminate the enemy in front of us."

  The small car that Xiao Qiufeng was in had its hood lifted by the four people, and the pure titanium roof was like paper, unable to withstand a single blow, shattering into fragments like snowflakes falling.

  "The enemy is gone, swift victory!"

  Xiao Qiufeng's figure was as swift as lightning, standing tall and proud in his neat suit, which fluttered in the wind. With a handsome and elegant demeanor, he looked at the four black-robed experts with disdain and coldly snorted: "I'm afraid you four won't get what you want."

  Four people in the same black robes, tightly wrapped from head to toe, with three thin and one fat figure, are all rare masters. At this moment, they believe that Tian Yan Yue does not exist here at all, and they have been deceived.

  "An unknown little foot, actually working us to death in the dark of night, and yet so reckless, it's truly laughable." The speaker was an old man with a strong, hoarse voice, typical of an Asian.

  "In five minutes, the police will be here."

  They had only five minutes, but they managed to lure away the top experts of the Four Great Dragon Groups. Five minutes was all they needed.

  Aqin and Afang closely followed Xiao Qiufeng, standing motionless on either side of the thoroughly damaged open-top carriage, sensing the power of the four black-robed old men, their bodies stirred up with a blood-like passion, this was the innate nature of human combat.

  The other two did not speak again, but launched a simultaneous attack, like thunder, with a fierce and deadly move. Four people, three surrounded Xiao Qiufeng, while one separated to fight against Aqin and Afang.

  His strength unfolded endlessly, even if he was facing Yang Bo's ancient martial arts aura, Xiao Qiufeng had never felt such a strong desire as he did now. These four were the best opponents for him to hone his skills, and his killing intent needed to break through in this kind of confrontation.

  For a martial artist, breaking through is an irresistible temptation.

  Gunfire, fighting sounds, and ear-piercing howls, each one is being performed intensely here. The pedestrians nearby have already escaped and are hiding in a very distant place, looking up at the city's flames of war.

  Watching them leap and prance about, they wondered: aren't they just acting?

  Five fingers formed a knife, the knife energy condensed and then released. Even if it were a real knife at this moment, Xiao Qiufeng also had confidence to compete with him. The supreme technique of the Shadow Heart Method was like a flood, unstoppable, killing and intention were one, as soon as it moved, it could not be restrained. Every time he saw blood gushing out, that physical passion would stir up even more.

  "Who is it——"

  After three moves, a thin old man had already been struck by the knife energy, below his right armpit, fresh blood staining red, dripping down from under his black tattered clothes. This kind of fierce killing intent had shocked all four people on the scene.

  The young man's power had already exceeded their imagination, and when the team had such a high-level person, only higher than not lower, that figure, shape and shadow were like ghosts, and couldn't be touched at all.

  Xiao Qiufeng's killing intent had already risen, his powerful aura was unstoppable. Lang Xiang laughed and said: "Death is imminent, too much nonsense."

  At this moment, his power was unleashed and he needed someone to vent his surging true energy, every word seemed superfluous.

  And in the distance, a telescope is fixed on all of this.

  In an instant, the man put down his telescope, his face ashen. He couldn't believe his eyes - this friend he had known for many years was actually such a master, that even the four great old marshals who were like gods in the dark of night were powerless to kill him.

  The phone was answered with a very cold voice.

  "Captain, our plan has failed." At this moment, he couldn't help but admit defeat. For the first time, He Xiangnan realized that he had completely misjudged Xiao Qiufeng, a man he had never truly understood.

  This plan was arranged by the sheriff with all unexpected events anticipated, but it did not occur to him that even the four old men could be outsmarted by a superior opponent.

  Of course, I didn't expect Butcher God to join in, sniping at the master invited by Black Night. These gunmen are top-notch killers on an international level, yet they still can't stop Butcher God.

  The first killer organization, indeed did not get its reputation for nothing.

  The phone became quiet, the police chief seemed to be thinking, and finally let out a sigh, saying very calmly: "Leave immediately, this matter does not need to be handled again, I still have more important things to attend to."

  More than three hundred mercenaries have died, they were indeed loyal, kept their promise, and did not retreat until the task was completed.

  Dozens of first-rate marksmen, three escaped, originally four, but the getaway car of that marksman was hit on the gas tank and immediately exploded into minced meat.

  Xiao Qiufeng raised his hands, gathering the power of another strike, his eyes slightly closed, his ears listening to all directions, that heavy breathing sound, had already been completely absorbed into his ears, these four people were indeed super masters, but they were really too old.

  One of them was stripped of his black robe, and judging from the withered face and the ravines on his cheeks, he was estimated to be over a hundred years old.

  A hundred years of life, why suffer and seek death again?

  When Xiao Qiufeng's power surged, he felt a slight sense of loss in his heart.

  After this battle, his identity will be doubted by many people. At this point, Xiao Qiufeng can no longer take it into consideration.

  The drunkard leaned in close to Night Eagle and said, "He looks just like a man!"

  The owl didn't respond, but took a step forward, replacing Xiao Qiufeng on guard duty, and replied softly: "There are too many people in the world who look alike."

  Yin Zei was also stunned, but he didn't ask, he just thought to himself desperately, this Xiao Shaoye, his appearance and mannerisms, why are they so similar to that son of a bitch?

  It would be great if it were really him, then maybe the six million yuan debt could be recovered.

  Only Fei Jian stood aside, lightly holding his sword, with a face full of bloodstains and an aura of strength, looking at Xiao Qiufeng. His eyes had a flicker of suspicion, he had long suspected the identity of this man, but unfortunately, there was not a single problem with any of the information about him.

  Growing old but still unyielding, four elderly men in black robes seemed to have stirred up their dormant surname, their physical injuries already forgotten. With a flurry of palms, they whipped up a stormy sky, and at this moment, they no longer had the mood to deal with Ah Fang and Ah Qin. The power brought by Xiao Qiu Feng alone was already unbearable for them.

  "Fourth brother, let's go—"

  The thinnest and shortest old man opened his mouth, and Xiao Qiufeng had already slipped out. He wanted to leave, but it was probably not that easy.

  It seemed to have absorbed enough energy from the universe, and in that instant, it scattered the snow ice flowers condensed by the true energy, Xiao Qiufeng's palm had already met with the thin and short person, palm to palm, a thunderous sound, shaking the sky.

  That ice and snow flower exploded, flesh and blood flew everywhere, the short old man had already lost an entire arm.

  "Dark Heavens——" A cold voice slowly emerged from the mouth of this one-armed old man, like a devil's whisper.

  "Old Second, don't——" The chubby old man had already rushed over, trying to stop the one-armed old man from making his move, but everything was too late. He hadn't even gotten close when he was repelled by that dark and enormous power, sent flying back more than ten steps.

  A cluster of black fog, at this moment, has tightly surrounded the old man with a broken arm.

  "Extinction—"

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