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"I said, I won't kill you." Cao Zhehua turned around slowly. He was already very satisfied with this battle. "But if you want to die, I believe many people will be happy to do this."

Not to mention the countless enemies of White, just being a thief, I hate not just peeling his skin, but the white right hand was abolished, and coupled with the harm of genes, I am only an ordinary person who can live.

There was a gentle drop on the white face and murmured slowly: "White is indeed dead."

Seeing Cao Zhehua leaving, Bai suddenly shouted: "If you rush there now, or you can save Feng Ling's life, Hei Ye is working hard to deal with the God-Slaying God."

After saying that, Bai left too, this might be the reward for Cao Zhehua not killing him.

But Cao Zhehua was shocked. This news was indeed very important. At this moment, he understood why Ruth left so firmly that he did not even stay for a moment.

However, with this little girl's willfulness, she would definitely not say such things and would face them alone.

Although I don’t know much about the night, I know from the storm in Hong Kong that their power has become as huge as people imagine. Although the God-Slaying God is an alliance of killers, it is extremely dangerous to face the night.

The night is in a hidden place, which has already taken the lead.

When Cao Zhehua returned home, he had called several phone calls and urgently summoned Tiezhu and Li Qiangbing, leading thirty-six magic weapons to Europe. This time, it is believed that it would be a earth-shaking bloody battle.

Feng Xi called, but she didn't expect that this woman was still angry about what happened a few days ago, and her tone was not very good at this moment.

"I really didn't want to see you, but I heard that you were going to Europe, which was very dangerous. Yuhuan was so nervous. I especially asked me to tell you and come back alive."

Without even making Cao Zhehua tease, Feng Xi hung up the phone, and her charming eyes had long been bloody.

Lin Yuhuan walked in from the door. He held the bird's nest soup in his hand and asked with a smile: "Sister Feng, who did you call me just now? I seemed to hear you called me by your name."

Feng Xi quickly pretended to be cold and said, "Who mentioned your name? I heard it wrong, go out to work quickly. Don't disturb me thinking about things."

After Lin Yuhuan left for no reason, Feng Xi gritted her teeth and cursed: "Bastard, how dare I ask such a shy question. I have the ability. Let's check it myself!"

On the other end of the phone, Cao Zhehua was also a little funny. This Feng Jie was obviously concerned. But she tried to find a reason and couldn't help but shake her head. Women seemed to be completely different, and sometimes it was unreasonable.

The Cao family has become accustomed to Cao Zhehua's behavior. The two elders are accompanied by Zhang Fei, and Zhang Mi often comes here, reducing their loneliness. As for what their son wants to do, they are too lazy to ask.

Zhang Fei kissed him a few times and acted coquettishly. Then he told him to be careful and go back early, so he helped him clean up some simple salutes.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Cao Zhehua had already boarded a plane to London, which was the headquarters of the Gods and Slaughtering Land. Tianming had also taken him to visit it. The level of detail was like a modern military camp, but the training in it was more harsh than that of formal soldiers.

As long as you enter the training course, there is no saying that you quit midway, otherwise, the only result is death.

Therefore, among the ten people who entered the God-Slaying God, only seven can be converted into real members, so their strength is also very strong.

As the car passed under the foggy bridge, Cao Zhehua could still see traces of the battle back then. I wonder if there would be the lively scenes of the past this time. The dark night, just listening to this name makes people think of killing.

There are not many things about the night in the dance information. On the contrary, Feng Xi is very good. The general outline of the night is somewhat evident by her. This makes people wonder that the Dragon Group Database is the most sound in the country, but it is not as good as Feng Xi. Will anyone have tampered with these information?

London was unprecedentedly nervous because according to Feng Xi's information, many of the top experts in the world seem to have arrived in London. As for whether they are related to the night, there is no definite evidence. However, there is no wind and waves. Cao Zhehua believes that with the strength of the night, it is very likely that these people will be sent to the Internet.

So what about a master, he also needs to have a meal.

Tiezhu and Li Qiangbing had already sent messages, and they had arrived, because Li Qiangbing was already in Europe and was the fastest. When Tiezhu heard that there were fun things, he didn't even hang up the phone, so he led people over, for fear that he would be late and that the good things would be snatched away by Li Qiangbing.

According to the location agreed in advance, Cao Zhehua arrived quickly. In addition to Li Qiangbing and Tiezhu, all the members of the Divine Soldiers team have been sent out to go shopping and get familiar with the environment. Of course, it is best to also find out some news about the night and the killing of the gods.

For them, English is barely enough to deal with. Besides, who will be unable to get over money?

Cao Zhehua did not contact Ruth directly, but marched into Europe in several ways, thinking about the effect of the surprise weapon. Besides, killing the gods is the best killer, and it is impossible for him to not be able to withstand even a wave of attacks.

It hasn't been seen for a long time, and Li Qiangbing seemed to have become a little calmer. This kind of expression of back-to-earth is a manifestation of progress, and the crazy explosion of the iron pillar made the two of them a very clear contrast.

"Strong Soldier, let me tell you about the situation there first." Cao Zhehua sat down and served tea and water very calmly. He was not as eager as the two of them. He seemed to be eager to taste the smell of Western killing.

Li Qiangbing took a deep breath, slowly calmed himself down, and began to introduce the situation of the mercenary camp: "The basic buildings have been processed. According to the wishes of the tank, they were named Devil. Currently, more than 600 people have been recruited, and all have signed life and death contracts. Perhaps it is a huge investment. The provisional government has given more preferential policies. However, if these people want to really come in handy, it will probably take half a year to go."

"Within a hundred kilometers where the devil is located, there are hundreds of mercenaries of all sizes. They each form cliques and often cause us some trouble. This is not bad. The worst thing is those mercenary organizations at the level. They seem to have backgrounds in certain foreign countries. Not to mention the number of people, the equipment is very strong. I am worried that the devil's growth will attract their attention sooner or later."

Although he had only been there for a month, Li Qiangbing had become the head coach of the devil, so severe that he was colder than Bing. Those poor mercenaries were tortured to the point of being human.

Although I haven't been there, Cao Zhehua already had a vague impression in his mind. It seems that the establishment of the Devil Mercenary Camp will inevitably bring great pressure. The suppression of various forces is absolutely indispensable. It depends on whether the captain of the Tank really has the ability to stand alone.

Cao Zhehua said: "You don't have to think about this matter for now. Facing the night with all your might. This is the best opportunity for you to improve. This time you will meet many masters."

"Mr. Cao, don't worry, I've already prepared it. As long as you give me the order, Tiezhu will definitely be the one who rushed in the front."

He was involved in the gang every day, and was full of strong violence, but he had nowhere to display it. As his strength improved, Tiezhu was also very depressed.

He has been looking forward to this opportunity for a long time, and it made him more impulsive than his trip to Hong Kong.

"Don't worry, Mr. Cao, this time, let them see the power of the Divine Soldiers Team." After the past year of killing progress, the thirty-six team members were not retired soldiers on the day, and they all became first-class experts.

This is exactly what Cao Zhehua thought. As long as the Divine Soldiers become famous in this battle in London, then when they return to the Middle East, those mercenary groups will have to wait for death.

Blood killing is often the fastest way to resolve disputes. The strong will win and will remain unchanged forever.

Now, Cao Zhehua knew that they needed to wait for the arrival of the London storm. The sword of the Divine Soldiers Team would cut through the sky, making all enemies afraid and become a nightmare for life.

Later, everyone who went out to search for the news had already returned, and the news they brought back was similar.

Three days ago, there was a war in London, with many casualties and injuries on both sides. The government has intervened by the military to carry out comprehensive urban recusal. At present, there are no major trends.

This is a kind of tranquility before the storm. Cao Zhehua had already smelled the scent of blood from the turbid air here. This time, London will be more intense than the Pope's battle back then. It is a dragon or a worm. Under the baptism of blood, it will be proved.
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