Six luxury buses stopped and rushed down from the car, not the thugs, but the army. Although they were not wearing military uniforms, Cao Zhehua had already felt the powerful force on them. They were soldiers and international mercenaries.

Because in this team, there are all kinds of skins, only one is the same, they have the same strong qualities, and at this moment they are rushing over like bees, bullets are like rain, roaring and violent.

"Nighthawk, destroy them." Cao Zhehua's powerful true energy surrounded the surroundings, motionless. His momentum even Afang, who had experienced countless wars, was a little bit aware of it. This man is indeed the most powerful master they have ever seen. With this calmness alone, there is no need to doubt.

The Nighthawk had moved. Before moving, he said coldly: "Kill without mercy!"

The thief rushed out first, he couldn't bear it anymore, and the drunkard was the third one, and the flying sword was at the end. He looked at the building in the distance, as if he was thinking about something, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly, but no one knew whether he had said anything.

The six-story overpass has become a battlefield. The four masters of the Dragon Group have launched endless killings. They have experienced nine lives and one death from the army to achieve their achievements today. Of course, it is not comparable to a few mercenaries.

Several thunder artillery fires have blown up half of the overpass. Dozens of vacant cars have fallen from the sixth floor overpass, causing clouds to rise up, and half of the sky has filled with dust. This reminds Cao Zhehua of the glory of the Battle of London, but I don’t know if there are any opponents here today.

Another sniper gunfire was fired, and the dozens of gunmen were killed one after another. It seemed that there were still many talents who played with guns among the gods.

Four black figures, like goshawks, soared into the air from four directions. The powerful earth power brought a radius of wind like a qi, and several small cars were blown away. They flew like fallen leaves, and Cao Zhehua was filled with energy. He truly felt the passion of war.

The drunkard had discovered an abnormality. He shouted: "Nighthawk, return to help--"

But Nighthawk didn't even turn his head, and just forced a shout: "Our mission is to destroy the enemy in front of him."

The car where Cao Zhehua is located has been lifted off the hood. In the hands of the four people, the pure titanium roof is as vulnerable as paper. It has risen into pieces and falls like snowflakes.

"The goal is not there, fight quickly!"

Cao Zhehua's body was like lightning. He stood up in a neat suit, moving with the wind, his mind was handsome and free. Looking at the four masters in black robes, he snorted disdainfully: "I'm afraid the four of them can't do what they want."

The four of them had the same black robe, tightly wrapped around from head to toe, from body shape, three thin and one fat, and they were all rare masters. At this moment, I believe there was no such thing as a happy place here, and they were fooled.

"The nameless little foot actually works for the four old people in the night, and is so ignorant of life and death. It's so ridiculous." The person who spoke was an old man with a powerful voice, but he was a typical Asian.

The other voice was a little dumb, but he spoke in English: "In five minutes, the police arrived."

They only had five minutes to pull away the four dragon masters, but five minutes was enough.

Aqin and Afang followed Cao Zhehua closely, standing intently on both sides of this completely destroyed cabriolet, feeling the power of four old men in black robe, and their bodies were aroused with bloody enthusiasm. This is the nature of a potential war.

The other two men did not speak again, but the attacks came together, like thunder, as if there was a fierce move. Four and three surrounded Cao Zhehua, while one separated and fought against the two women Aqin and Afang.

The power of the whole body was unfolding. Even when facing Yang Bo's ancient martial arts energy, Cao Zhehua did not have the desire as he was now. These four people were the best practice. His killing needed to break through in this level of competition.

For a warrior, breaking through is an unbearable temptation.

Gunshots, fighting sounds, and harsh howlings, each one was fiercely staged here. Passersby nearby had already escaped and hid in a very far and far-reaching area, looking forward to the war in this city.

Looking at the jumping figure, they were curious: Could this be acting?

The five fingers form a knife, and the sword energy is suddenly released. Even the real knife is here at this moment, Cao Zhehua has the confidence to compete with him. The supreme heart technique of the Heart of Light is like a flood, surging endlessly. Killing and thoughts are like a thought. As long as it moves, it cannot be suppressed. Whenever blood appears, the physical passion will arouse even more.

"Who are you--"

After three moves, a thin old man had been hit by the sword energy. Under his right organ, blood was stained red, falling from his black broken clothes. This bold murderous aura shocked the four of them on the spot.

The power of this young man has exceeded their imagination. When was there such a high-level person in the fleet, which was only high and not low for four people in the dragon group. His body movements and figures were as shadows as they could not touch them at all.

Cao Zhehua had already murderous intent, and he could no longer resist his courage. He smiled and said, "Diet to the point of death, there is too much nonsense."

At this moment, his power was stimulated, and he needed someone to vent his powerful true energy, and he felt that it was unnecessary to say anything.

And in the distance, a telescope stared at all this.

In an instant, the man put down his telescope and his face turned gray. He didn't believe his eyes. This friend who had been with him for many years was such a master. Even the four veterans who had a status like gods in the darkness were unable to kill them.

The phone was answered, and it was a very cold voice.

"Sheriff, our plan failed." At this moment, he could not help but admit the failure. He Xingyang knew for the first time that he had completely misunderstood Cao Zhehua, a man he had never truly known.

This plan was arranged by the sheriff. All the accidents were already imagined, but I never thought that the four elders could not deal with them.

Of course, I didn't expect that the God of Slaughter would join, and the masters invited by the Sniper Night, these gunmen, are the first-class killers in the international world, but they didn't expect that they could still not stop the God of Slaughter.

The First Killer Organization is indeed not a false reputation.

The phone became very quiet. The sheriff seemed to be thinking. Finally, he sighed and said calmly: "You leave immediately. You don't need to deal with this matter anymore. I'm still telling you to do something more important."

More than 300 mercenaries were dead all over the place. They were indeed loyal enough to keep their promises and never retreat without completing their tasks.

Dozens of first-class gunmen escaped three, and there were four, but the car that the gunman escaped was hit by the fuel tank and was immediately blown into meat.

Cao Zhehua raised his hands and condensed another heavy blow. His eyes were slightly closed, and his ears were heard everywhere. The heavy breathing sound was nowhere to be missed. Although these four people were super experts, they were too old.

One of them was torn off his black robe, and his expression was probably over 100 years old when he was over the Cangsang Grooved Grooved.

Why is the fate of a hundred years old coming from the search for death?

When Cao Zhehua's strength grew, he felt a little sad.

After this battle, many people would doubt his identity, and Cao Zhehua could no longer worry about this.

The drunkard approached Nighthawk: "He looks like a person!"

Nighthawk ignored it, just took a step forward, waited for Cao Zhehua, and replied softly: "There are so many similar people in the world."

The thief was also stunned, but he didn't ask, just thinking hard, why did this Young Master Cao look so like that bastard?

If it were him, that would be great. The six million bad debt might be back.

Only Fei Jian stood aside, holding the sword gently, with bloody faces and a strong sense of hostility. Looking at Cao Zhehua, there was a flashing suspicion in his eyes. He had already suspected the identity of this man for a long time, but it was a pity that there was no problem with all the information about this man.

Older and stronger, older and immortal, four old men seemed to be aroused of their sexual intercourse, their physical injuries had been forgotten, and their four palms were raised, causing a bolt from the blue. At this moment, they were no longer in the mood to deal with Afang and Aqin. The power Cao Zhehua alone brought to them was no longer under the burden.

"Fourth brother, you guys go--"

As soon as the thinnest and shortest old man spoke, Cao Zhehua had already rushed out. It was probably not so easy to leave.

It seemed that it had absorbed enough energy from heaven and earth. At this moment, the snow ice flowers condensed by the true energy spread out. Cao Zhehua's palm had already met. He touched the thin and short man's palms, and a thunderous sound caused the sky to stir up the ice and snow flowers exploded, and the flesh and blood flew everywhere. The short old man had lost his entire arm.

"Dark Sky--" A cold voice slowly ejaculated from the mouth of the broken-armed old man, like a devil.

"Don't--" The chubby old man had already rushed over, trying to stop the old man from breaking his arm from doing his job, but it was too late. Before he got closer, he had been knocked back by the huge power of darkness by ten steps.

A black mist had tightly surrounded the broken-armed old man at this moment.

"Destroy—"

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