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"Director, you can't blame me!"

"That Gatling is full of empty ammunition. It's okay to hit you. If you hit Muscle Bodhisattva, isn't that just courting death?"

The helpless tone made the chief of Zhenma spit out a mouthful of old blood.

What do you mean it's okay to hit me?

If it hadn't been injured by the sneak attack of Muscle Bodhisattva's Vajra.

How could he lose so easily!

This is an old bone, beaten down by such a punch from the Muscle Bodhisattva.

Chief Zhenma's whole body seemed to be falling apart.

The chief of Zhenma sighed helplessly, and tightly grasped Han Feiyu's wrist with his right hand.

"Fei Yu, I guess I'm going to die."

"This spear is my life, and I entrust it to you."

"I hope you can make good use of it and don't let it get dusty."

Tears flashed from the corners of Han Feiyu's eyes, recalling the years he spent with the director, he shook his wrist and said, "Director..."

"Besides this gun, do you have anything else to entrust? For example, a beautiful daughter or something, even an illegitimate daughter."

Snapped!

Han Feiyu received a slap in the face.

"Help me up, the old man can fight another three hundred rounds."

The chief of Zhenma's face was full of black lines, and he retrieved the spear he had just entrusted.

In fact, his injury was not that serious.

What he said just now was also to encourage Han Feiyu.

Who knew that this kid wouldn't take hard things, but also harbored wolfish ambitions.

But for the time being, he definitely won't be able to make another move.

Han Feiyu: "Boss Lu Yuan, save me!" 780

Wang Teng: "Boss Lu Yuan, what are you talking about?"

Su Yan: "Boss Lu Yuan, do you have a chance of winning?"

Wei Ningshuang: "This muscular Bodhisattva does not look like a simple thing. I feel that ordinary heavy weapons may not be able to compete with it."

Fang Gan: "One punch can kill me, the appraisal is complete."

Huangfuqing: "It's a bit difficult to handle. I still need space to strangle the ring. Hydrogen bombs are also fine, but the coverage is too large."

Aokigawa: "I believe in Lu Yuan."

Sith: "I also trust the boss."

Lu Yuan: "If it's the combat power shown so far, then let's go 30-70.

Han Feiyu: "Is this muscular Bodhisattva so strong?"

Lu Yuan: "Three minutes, kill him seven times.

The entire chat group suddenly fell silent.

Wang Teng: "I lost, six six six, as expected of Lu Yuan boss, domineering!"

Su Yan: "Three minutes, kill him seven times, this tone is too crazy."

Fang Gan: "Jie Jie Jie Jie, give this demon a little chat group shock.

Zhang Fan: "Jie jie jie jie, feel the beatings from the bosses in the chat group."

Han Feiyu: "Thank you big brother Lu Yuan, thank you Lu Yuan's adoptive father."

Lu Yuan: "Don't be too happy, I said it's the current state, but the background and strength of this demon are obviously more than that."

Han Feiyu: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

Lu Yuan: "Let's not talk about it, the red envelopes are too much."

Immediately afterwards.

A series of exclusive red envelope rain directly swipes the chat group.

Han Feiyu couldn't help showing joy, and turned to look at the director and said, "Director, you are about to retire at your age."

"The future is the era of our young people!"

In the past, the director of Zhenma felt that this sentence was no problem.

After hearing Han Feiyu's tiger-wolf words, he just heheed twice.

Han Feiyu didn't refute, walked to the front, raised his head to the sky and screamed.

"Hang up!"

The voice fell.

Three hundred beams of light in a row suddenly appeared in the center of the battlefield.

All the members of Zhenmensi were stunned by this scene.

With the dissipation of the white beam of light.

A six-armed Asura with three heads and six arms, a ferocious face, a burly figure, and six sharp long knives is present in the world.

The director of Zhenma and the deputy director who pulled back and retreated looked at each other.

Then Qi Shushua looked at the complacent Han Feiyu.

There was an involuntary look of apprehension in the pupils.

Even the chief of Zhenma, who had always trusted Han Feiyu, was stunned.

Compared with the low-level demons led by Muscle Bodhisattva.

The three hundred Asuras summoned by Han Feiyu are like real monsters!

At this moment, Han Feiyu had an extra recorder in his hand.

Lu Yuan: "This is an instrument for recording and calculating the data of the six-armed Asura, and it will be sent to me when the recorder sends out an alarm."

Han Feiyu: "Brother Lu Yuan, don't worry, anyone who wants to snatch the recorder must step over my corpse first!"

The exchange between the two was brief and did not last too long.

The three hundred six-armed Asuras were all activated, and the blood-gold vertical pupils opened, as if the murderous intent was about to overflow.

(abdb) "Interesting!"

The hoarse but childish voice echoed.

Muscle Bodhisattva's mouth opened slightly, and a strange voice came.

next moment.

Three hundred six-armed Asura collectively drew their swords and charged.

boom!

Like a torrent of blood washing over the earth.

Just one face-to-face, the demon army was completely defeated.

Muscle Bodhisattva was surrounded by three six-armed Asura.

The jet black armed color aggressively covers the long sword.

The invisible arrogance spread out and covered the audience.

The incomparably sharp long knife instantly tore through the air, tore the fleshy Bodhisattva's skin, and collided with the hard bones.

clang!

Bright sparks shoot out.

There are more than a dozen wounds on the muscle Bodhisattva's skin.

The three six-armed Asuras cooperated with each other and slashed in a row.

Muscle Bodhisattva retreated in a row and was kicked flying.

During the flight, I encountered more than ten six-armed Asuras who pulled out Gatling and shot.

It is like a broken sack floating and flying in the sky.

The last six-armed Asura kicked his legs on the ground, bursting into history.

Head of a sword!

Boom!

The head rolled on the ground.

The headless corpse of Muscle Bodhisattva stood stiffly in place.

The entire Zhenmusi members were frightened and motionless.

Whether it is quantity or quality, they crush low-level monsters.

Where did Han Feiyu summon these monsters from!

Han Feiyu: "Thank you big brother Lu Yuan, thank you adoptive father!"

Su Yan: "It's over like this, it feels a bit unreal."

Fang Gan: "It's so fast, is the six-armed Asura sword covered with armed domineering?"

Wei Ningshuang: "My God, the battle ended in twenty seconds.

Huangfuqing: "It's true, boss Lu Yuan's speed is too fast."

Wang Teng: "But I always feel that it's not that simple."

Lu Yuan: "It's not over, the aura of Muscular Bodhisattva has not dissipated, and the power in its body is far more than that.

Han Feiyu: "Ah, Mr. Lu Yuan, what should we do?"

Lu Yuan: "Let the people from Zhenmensi retreat."

Lu Yuan: "Remember not to lose the recording device, the second form of Muscle Bodhisattva should not be the end, there is a third form.

Lu Yuan: "If the recording equipment is lost or damaged, then unless I can cross the border to your place, I can only drop nuclear weapons."

Han Feiyu: "Of course, Mr. Lu Yuan!"

Wang Teng: "I mean, no one has noticed the blind spot in the words of Mr. Lu Yuan?"

Zhang Fan: "Unless I can go to you across the border, it means that even if it is the third form, the boss is sure to suppress it."

Wang Teng: "That's right, that's what I want to say."

Huangfuqing: "It's agreed, the world level is not high, and the individual strength is not strong!"

Su Yan: "Maybe it's using the space strangulation ring or something."

Wei Ningshuang: "Only boss Lu Yuan knows the real situation.

Sith: "I think Mr. Lu Yuan may have hidden a million points of hole cards.