Mysterious journey

In "The Green Killer", when the two twin girls heard the shouting, they suddenly jumped over and quickly disappeared into the woods. They seemed to be pulled by something from behind and flew into the woods.

There was a slender figure standing in the woods, which seemed to be a woman.

Only then did the twin girls react and stared blankly at the terrifying aura on the river beach.

The Pink Eyed King will be standing among them, and a large group of green-clad killers are also wrapped in it.

Looking from a distance, the air around Garen seemed to be distorted, and something seemed to be howling underground, making terrifying vibrations.

His eyes seemed to be glowing with blood, which was an ominous omen.

The twins' bodies began to tremble slightly, and a fear welled up from deep in their hearts and wanted to occupy their entire bodies crazily.

"How could such an enemy win!!??"

Bang bang bang! !

Submachine guns, pistols, and bullets kept splashing bright sparks on that terrifying and strong figure, but they had no effect at all.

As soon as several grenades were taken out, they were thrown into the fine sand by Galen in the killer's hands and detonated. Flesh and blood flew everywhere for a while. Even Samen could only resist the suppression of Qi in embarrassment, and only dared to shoot with firearms from a distance.

Only the king!

He was rushing towards the opponent crazily, with a faint aura of energy tightening around his body to protect himself from being affected.

The twins' bodies began to tremble more and more violently.

"Don't look! This is illusory mental pressure! It only affects the spirit, don't look directly at him!"

A pair of slender white palms covered the eyes of the two girls at the same time.

Bang! !

Bang! !

Bang! !

Garen stood quietly, looking at the pink-eyed general who was ejected again and again with pity. On the ground and on the river beach, the opponent's blood was scattered everywhere. Those were serious injuries caused by the terrifying counter-shock from the mutated giant elephant Miwu.

"Time flies, and years are gone." Garen stood there, quietly looking at the pink-eyed general who was struggling to get up from the ground.

"Is this your courage?" He watched as the opponent's side tightened, only enough to hold on to his own area.

Continuous bullets and gunfire sounded, and golden sparks flew wildly from Garen's body. But nothing can stop him.

He walked towards the king step by step, leaving clear footprints on the ground. Until you stand in front of the other person.

"Perhaps I am too naive. Time is ruthless. No matter how strong the strong man is, he will eventually become weak as time flies by." In fact, he also knows that it is his improvement after becoming a fighter that has completely consolidated his strength, and his courage has become stronger. In other words, he became stronger.

Huh. Huh.

The Pink Eyed King was breathing heavily.

"My strength is indeed only half of what it was in its heyday. If I still had my hands, I would beat you until you don't even recognize your mother!!" He cursed fiercely.

"Is it only twice what it is now?" A trace of disappointment flashed in Garen's eyes.

"ah!!!!"

Suddenly, a green figure suddenly appeared behind Garen. He aimed a military thorn at Garen's left ear and stabbed it hard into Garen's left ear.

Moo! ! !

A terrifying elephant roar sounded loudly in their ears.

Garen's body unexpectedly expanded ferociously again, reaching a height of almost two and a half meters. The muscles all over his body were tangled like steel bars.

A huge amount of terrifying energy gathered around him, forming a white elephant roaring up to the sky in the eyes of everyone.

The black military thorn instantly stopped in front of Garen's left ear.

The tips of the thorns trembled.

Black Feather Saber Samen's whole body was trembling violently.

Tears and snot flowed down involuntarily on his face, but he didn't dare to wipe them away. The hands holding the military thorn were working crazily, trying to thrust it forward. But the military thorn seemed to be frozen and did not move at all.

"Move!!" Salmen finally screamed crazily. He seemed to recall a similar experience he had had before, and tears fell down incessantly.

laugh!

The military thorn finally penetrated.

Garen was slightly stunned, and the kings on the ground were equally stunned.

In the woods not far away, the slender woman was equally astonished.

The remaining killers on the field were also stunned at the same time.

"Won?"

Snapped!

The military thorn fell to the ground weakly. Everyone's hearts sank at the same time.

Garen's face was expressionless, and there was no blood flowing out of his ear holes.

"Unfortunately."

Injective shape!

laugh!

Garen's arm penetrated Salmon's chest directly and came out from behind.

"Morning light!!"

At this moment, the pink-eyed king pounced forward ferociously, with the sound of an eagle neighing faintly heard from his body. The dagger in both hands stabbed the soft flesh of Garon's chin from bottom to top.

This thrust used all the strength of the king's body, and he took advantage of the moment when Garen was distracted. This move is the strongest stunt of Xinglun Fist that he is good at. This thrust contains three different forces, and the force is released at different times. , will eventually all be superimposed on the tip of the dagger. A blow that becomes three times more powerful.

It's not so much that he stabs the dagger, but that he shoots the dagger with both hands, and then uses his skills to accelerate the second and third times on the dagger.

The king put his palms together, and the dagger flew upwards from the middle, stabbing Garonne's chin. Suddenly, the end of the dagger spurted out blue-purple flames, and the last step accelerated the dagger again. This is the fourth acceleration! !

This thorn was like a silver-blue vertical line, flashing across Garen's body. There was only a faint afterimage left, as if the Galleons were being cut in half.

"Die!!!"

At this moment, the king seemed to feel the power he had when he was at his strongest. This blow had reached the level of his whole body.

But the price is that there is no resistance after one blow.

"As long as I can kill this guy! Everything is easy to talk about!" Seeing that the tip of the knife had pierced the skin of Garon's chin, a hint of expectation flashed in his eyes.

clang! !

The expectation on Wang Jiang's face instantly turned into despair.

Garen looked down at him from a high position, his right hand just in front of the thorn tip, firmly blocking the blow.

"If you had used this attack in your heyday, I might have been seriously injured. It's a pity."

The king opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

He squatted on the spot quietly, his eyes, ears, nostrils, and mouth all began to slowly ooze blood. The strong backlash caused him to lose his vitality instantly.

"Is this move called Chen Xi? With just this move, he is worthy of being a king of the previous generation." Garen stretched out his index finger and gently pushed the opponent's forehead.

puff.

The king fell to the ground, no longer breathing.

This blow was so fierce that even Garen had to block it with his hands. Even the mutated giant elephant Miwu has areas of strong and weak hardness. So he had to use his hand.

Spreading his right hand, Garen could clearly see the blood slowly dripping from his palm. He was finally hurt.

According to Su Lin's information, this king general is over fifty years old, but he can still have such great strength and maintain a middle-aged appearance. It can also cause slight damage to Garen at this time.

For this alone, he is indeed worthy of the title of his previous generation.

He raised his hand casually, and another handful of pebbles flew out, and a large number of the green-clothed killers fell down in an instant.

Under the suppression and fear of Qi, these killers were like tiny ants to Garen.

After killing everyone, Garen slowly released the third stage state and returned to his original size. Glancing into the woods, I saw that the people there had fled without leaving any traces.

He walked back to King Pink Eyes, squatted down and groped around on his body.

Wallet, hard-to-identify authentic documents, some white tissues, and a few black metal cards. Then there is a small notebook like a notebook.

He hurriedly put the things together and flipped through the small book. It was full of notes and experiences on practicing martial arts. There was still a fierce battle at the manor, and before he could take a closer look, Garen put it in his trouser pocket.

His pants were specially made by Su Lin, and with the special protection just now, there was no streaking.

You can even carry things in your trouser pockets.

After putting his things in his pocket, Garen casually picked up a submachine gun and ran quickly towards the manor buildings.

There are still gunshots and explosions over there, and the battle between the federal army and the killer group is getting more intense.

"I don't know what the situation is now. We must find Sulin and the others as soon as possible."

*******************

Bang! !

Yoda aimed three guns at the third king general Charlotte flying in mid-air at the same time, and fired suddenly.

The three bullets each covered part of the body's hiding area. But when Charlotte's weird body twisted, her whole body twisted and dodged like a mollusk. Then he landed on a fence on the roof of the building and stood firm.

Charlotte was in a state of embarrassment. The black cloak she was wearing had long been thrown away. The red tight-fitting leather armor she was wearing seemed to be a special bulletproof vest. It was well protected against being hit by bullets several times and did not cause any damage to her. .

"Not bad!" Eight-armed Dragon King Yoda said with a half-smile, while actually smoking a pipe. The left hand once again began to load bullets leisurely.

He had eight guns, and he fired several in turn, forcing Charlotte to run exhausted and unable to get close. His greatest strength is to aim eight guns at the same time, but such an explosion cannot last long, and there will be a period of absolute weakness after that.

This is what Charlotte is afraid of, and she also uses thermal weapons, but Yoda always seems to be relaxed, but is actually vigilant, and can't find the right time to strike. Her gun is different from Yoda's. If it doesn't come out, it will definitely kill the enemy!

The two were in a stalemate for a while.

Su Lin, who was hiding behind the door at the stairwell, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He invited Garen and Dragon King over, originally to hold off the opponent's masters as much as possible, while his father and the others could handle the rest. As a result, only Ansha Luo and the other king general were greatly weakened.

"As long as Garen can hold back one of the opponent's generals, then he is sure of victory." Su Lin secretly estimated in his mind.

Ansara is different from other killer organizations. They have their own unique pride. Although killing is called assassination, they actually kill each other face to face to promote their terrifying strength of combining martial arts and firearms.

This group of people, headed by Ansara, believes that martial arts combined with firearms and hot weapons is the only way for martial arts to not continue to decline.

Moreover, this should be the only path that the older generation of martial artists should choose as their physical fitness declines.

So they want proof.

It proves that traditional martial arts will not be eliminated by the times!

Yoda and Charlotte kept changing positions, constantly looking for the best opportunities.

The two of them seemed to be drawing circles on the roof, spinning around each other.

The sound of Yoda's gunfire became less and less, replaced by the silent rapid movement of the barrel.

Like Charlotte, the two seemed to have begun a silent game and competition.

People of the same generation, they were all absolutely powerful top players of that era. There was no direct confrontation at the beginning, but now there is an opportunity to decide life and death head-on.