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After receiving Zhuo Lang¡¯s order, the three or two jeeps behind also accelerated immediately and suddenly stopped at an empty and uninhabited fork in the road ahead.
The unlicensed black commercial vehicle was blocked in the middle of the road.
"General Zhuo, General Xu sent a message before, saying that we should track them, but not let us deal with them."
"Do you want to notify the branch first and let the branch send reinforcements," the team leader said.
¡°They only have one car and only about three or four people, so it¡¯s not a big problem.¡±
"You report first. During this period, let me ask whether the commander of this Hell Corps is as powerful as Lin Shuai said."
"If we can capture him alive, it will save Lin Shuai a lot of trouble."
Zhuo Lang said.
Hearing this, the squad leader nodded and then sent a message to the branch.
As the unlicensed commercial vehicle was blocked, the door opened. As Zhuo Lang expected, three people slowly got out of the vehicle.
There were two men with green pupils. The two men were tall and looked slightly stiff, like soulless bodies.
And the leader, a man with an evil look on his face, was wearing sunglasses, showing a bit of an evil smile, and his red pupils could be vaguely seen from the black sunglasses.
"Haha, you are indeed the God of Death in the Night. The canines under your hands have such a keen sense of smell, and you discovered it." The man with an evil face looked at a silver-haired man slowly walking down from the jeep behind him, and grinned.
Zhuo Lang took the embroidered spring knife and stepped out of the vehicle, also with a faint evil smile. Not long after, about twenty Death Scythe Guards in four jeeps all got out of the vehicle.
They all wore black armor and embroidered spring knives, giving them a full sense of oppression.
As soon as they appeared, the three men were immediately surrounded.
"You entered the border of Yanhuang Kingdom in such a big way that it was difficult to avoid being noticed. Besides, you also killed five sentries." Zhuo Lang grinned, then raised his head, and his momentum was slightly released.
"Really, it seems that I was careless. I haven't been to the world for too long, and I forgot that the world is no longer the same as before."
"Even a mortal has such a strong sense of oppression. It seems that the God of Death in the Night is really difficult to catch."
When the man heard Zhuo Lang's words, he stared at him at the same time. His scarlet pupils seemed to be able to see through people.
Zhuo Lang narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "Your sense of oppression is not bad. At least among the many opponents I have encountered, you are the only one I can face."
"Then I'm deeply honored."
"First of all, let me introduce myself, Hell Corps, and give me the command, Mammon."
The man politely raised his right hand and put it on his left shoulder, bowing to Zhuo Lang and saluting, which was the standard etiquette of European medieval aristocrats.
"Ten hunting generals, Zhuo Lang" Zhuo Lang also announced his identity with a faint smile.
"Ten Hunters? Haha, I've done some research, and you should be the ten strongest people under Death of the Night," Mammon said with a smile.
Zhuo Lang smiled faintly and said, "I didn't expect you to investigate in quite detail."
"Okay, stop talking nonsense. Do you want to go with me yourself, or do you want me to 'please' you to go?"
"So you can't wait to start fighting? Okay, if we want to catch the Night Death, you need to clear the obstacles," Mammon said, and the two burly men next to him took a step forward.
Zhuo Lang narrowed his eyes and raised his hand.
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In an instant, twenty Death Scythe Guards instantly drew out their embroidered spring knives from their waists.
"Try to capture them alive," Zhuo Lang ordered.
After receiving Zhuo Lang's order, twenty imperial guards took action at the same time, turning into twenty afterimages and heading straight towards the two men.
Bang!
Almost instantly, two men who were like puppets fought with twenty imperial guards.
At the moment of contact, the two men showed amazing fighting power. They were surrounded by twenty imperial guards, but they were still able to handle them with ease.
¡°Even when the hard Xiuchun knife was struck on the body, it could only leave a shallow scar, which could be healed in an instant.
Seeing this scene, Zhuo Lang narrowed his eyes slightly. It seemed that the other party was really not that easy to deal with.
"General Zhuo, these three people are different from the previous batches we encountered. Both their recovery speed and reaction speed are very fast." The Death Scythe team leader also immediately made an analysis.
"Video the fighting situation here, submit it to the branch, and analyze their origins immediately," Zhuo Lang said slowly.
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The team leader nodded immediately, and then synchronized everything recorded by the driving recorder.
"Not bad, very good. A mere mortal can reach this level and compete with my two capable men."
"In this case, you should be stronger."
Mammon looked a little stunned when he saw the strong combat power displayed by the twenty imperial guards and how they suppressed two of his men.
"You'll know if you try it, right?" Zhuo Lang narrowed his eyes slightly, then pulled out the embroidered spring knife from his waist.
"Haha, after complimenting you a few times, do you really take yourself seriously?"
"You are like an ant in my eyes."
Mamen¡¯s eyes narrowed slightly, her voice fell, and her figure disappeared in an instant.
As his body flashed, he raised his arms to drive the afterimages, tearing the air apart and heading straight for Zhuo Lang.
The moment she got close, Mamen raised his right hand, formed a knife with his fingers, and the energy exploded like a knife cutting off water, and he slashed downwards.
Zhuo Lang's face was slightly startled, he raised the Xiuchun knife and collided with the opponent's finger knife.
Bang!
With the sound of gold and iron clashing, and a heavy blow, Zhuo Lang immediately took a few steps back, and the hand holding the long knife trembled slightly.
Then the blade swung forward.
Click!
A deep ravine was carved out of the ground in an instant, and then the force on Xiu Chun Dao was relieved.
Before Zhuo Lang could react, Mamen's second blow came in response.
With the hunting wind that cuts through the void, the momentum is astonishing.
Facing the opponent's relentless pressing step by step, Zhuo Lang's face darkened slightly, and he changed the direction of the long knife in his hand and cut across it in the direction of his elbow.
With the help of explosive power, Zhuo Lang stepped on the ground with both feet and rushed forward, and the Mamen finger knife also arrived in an instant.
Bang!
The second blow passed by each other, and Zhuo Lang's embroidered spring knife slashed at Mamen's waist without hesitation. This blow was rushing to cut off the opponent's waist.
But with Zhuo Lang's strength, he still cut a gash in the opponent's waist, and Mamen's finger knife flashed towards Zhuo Lang's cheek.
Facing the flickering finger knife, Zhuo Lang turned sideways to dodge.
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The fight between the two seemed to be very long, but in fact it was just a breath of time.
After he stabilized his body, Zhuo Lang touched the blood on his cheek, then smiled a little: "It's interesting, you are really strong."
Mamen¡¯s waist was cut open by Zhuo Lang¡¯s slash, and it healed quickly in almost the blink of an eye. At the same time, she looked at the other party in surprise: ¡°Your strength can actually hurt me so deeply?¡±
"Zhuo Lang, right? You are very good. Do you want to join our Hell Corps? With your strength, you are more than enough to serve as a subordinate commander."
"You talk a lot of nonsense." Zhuo Lang wiped away the blood stains on his cheeks, his eyes showing a bit of murderous intent. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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