The dog bastard ran to the door quickly, pulled the door open, and then poked his head out: "Who are you?"

The visitor did not speak to him, even though his question was very polite. The visitor directly pressed him against the wall, then took out a pistol and pushed it on his forehead, threatening coldly: "Shut up, if you don't want to die."

The bastard quickly closed his mouth. If he was standing face to face, he would not take the Colt pistol seriously. But now the muzzle was pressed against his forehead, and he was sure that his wind-type superpower would not be faster by this well-loaded pistol. Most importantly, he also felt the breath from the superpower on this guy.

Soon, seven men in black Dolce & Gabbana suits quickly came in from outside the door and entered the state of war as soon as they came in.

These guys, without exception, are all superpowers.

All are above the Earth level cultivation level, and the strongest one has reached the peak of Earth level.

Obviously, this is not an ordinary team, and their cemetery is definitely not a house-entry robbery.

After the eight people walked in, they immediately locked the door and pulled the bastard to the hall. At this time, Xiao Yi, Xiao, Xiao San were all on the sofa, looking at what these people wanted to do with interest.

For them, the eight people in front of them were really too weak.

Xiao Yi, Xiao, Xiao, and Xiao, and three did not take these eight people seriously, nor did these three young guys who looked like mixed-race. They just asked the dog bastard: "Where are you from, you must answer honestly."

There is no doubt that among these four, the dog bastard looks more like the leader.

"My name is Dog Bandit, I'm from the Holy Society of Ottawa." Dog Bandit answered truthfully. While answering, he kept winking at Xiao Yi Xiao Er Xiao San, hoping that these three people could help him.

In his opinion, if any of these three people take action, the little guys in front of him will be easily killed.

However, Xiao Yi Xiao Er Xiao Three listened to Xiao Yang's words. Without the master's orders, they would never have their own will.

"Is he actually a member of the Holy Council?" The middle-aged man led a moustache, which looked sexy, and he was quite proud, and he always habitually reached out to touch his beard: "What are the Canadian countrymen going to Los Angeles to do?"

Middle-aged men are very stinky. There is also regional discrimination among superpowers. The United States look down on Canada, while the big cities look down on small towns.

Unlike ancient martial artists, peerless ancient martial artists usually hide in the mountains and forests, while the strong men of superpowers are used to gathering in big cities.

Faced with discrimination from middle-aged men, dog bastards are very unhappy, but there is no way. Now Xiao Yi, Xiao Er and Xiao San do not help, and if he jumps out and works alone, he will definitely be killed. After all, in the United States, killing people is not subject to law.

"According to the clues, you have used the bank card of a team leader of the CIA. How did you get it?" the middle-aged man asked loudly after contempt.

As he said that, he touched his beard and walked to Xiao Yi's side, stretched out his hand and said casually: "The surveillance monitor shows that you are the one who withdraws the money."

The middle-aged man pointed at me so contemptuously, but Xiao Yi didn't respond. He just sat there like a robot, silent and silent.

Xiao Yi sat there blankly, dull.

The middle-aged man automatically interpreted it as fear, because Xiao Yi looked very honest and dedicated. So he quickly locked in the mastermind, staring at the dog bastard with his eyes fiercely: "Say it, say everything you know."

"I don't know anything." The dog bastard looked innocent.

Bang!

As soon as he finished speaking, an agent had already taught him what pain was with his fist. A solid fist hit his chest and ribs. Then he complained.

"Tell me, where did you get the bank card? Team leader Bynum has lost contact. I have reason to suspect that you killed him and seized his bank card. Although a great commander who was sent to the expatriate is of no value, he is a member of the CIA after all." The middle-aged man said calmly while touching his golden beard.

He was really not interested in investigating such a small case. Isn’t it just that a big coach and two young coaches disappeared? If you die, you will die, and it is of no value.

But due to the order, he had to execute it and had to give an explanation from above.

Therefore, his patience is very desirable.

If the dog bastard doesn't tell the truth, he will kill the dog bastard and then take his head back to submit the matter. Just make a reason. As the psychic who gained the most in the last session in the Holy Land, he is now a big celebrity in the CIA, and no one will hold him accountable for this little thing.

"I really don't know!" The dog bastard said with great grievance in enduring the pain, with a bitter look on his face.

At this time, the middle-aged man had lost his patience. He gently pulled out an out-of-order beard, and then made a move to wipe his neck: "Kill it!"

As soon as he said this, the agent who was holding a gun and holding a dog bastard began to pull the trigger. For them, killing people is simpler than killing chickens, and there is no psychological burden. In a sense, they are protected by American laws.

Crack!

Suddenly, a thunder fell from the sky and landed in the center of the living room, and a huge deep pit was instantly smashed. The entire space was filled with a dangerous aura of thunder.

Who? Who is it?

Everyone was shocked, and the middle-aged man was even more shocked.

He is the peak of the Saint Guide. He knows what this thunder and the pressure of the thunder in the sky mean. This is the method of the God Guide!

"Benum was killed by me!" Xiao Yi stood up slowly and said with a cold expression. He was also controlling a silver thunder and lightning snake in his hand, holding it but not emitting a violent and dangerous aura.

When the middle-aged man saw this, he was instantly frightened. He didn't expect that the person he pointed at with his finger was actually the God Commander.

While he was extremely shocked and worried, Xiao Er and Xiao San also lit up his momentum, and the two pressures of the water and fire systems were also pushed out layer by layer, which instantly suppressed him so much that he couldn't breathe.

He originally thought that he could reach the peak of the earth level in thirty-nine years, and could be considered a genius among geniuses, and he could definitely rank in the top 100 in the United States. However, the three young mixed-race men in front of him completely subverted his definition of genius. This is a genius! He looks less than thirty years old, but one is a divine commander and the two are a half-step divine commander.

"I killed Neil Bynum, and I also killed his two companions. He offended me and I gave them death sentences." Xiao Yi said slowly, his words were not smooth.

However, Mark Bonwei dared not think too much about the question of whether the Lord God's speech was fluent. He was only worried that the Lord God would care about his previous arrogance. If he held a grudge, would he kill me because of this.

"Well, the guy who dares to offend the Lord God's Commander should be sent to hell!" Matt Bonwei said gritting his teeth, as if Nail Bynum had committed a heinous crime.

He didn't know that the master in front of him was Neil Bynum, the master he disdained.

Although Xiao Yi looks quite similar to Neil Bynum before, Mark Bonwei dared not associate it in that way at all, because the gap was too big. Even God would not dare to joke like this in two months from the Grand Guild to the God Guild.

However, Xiao Yang did it. For him, it was not difficult to create a few god commanders at all.

"Tell the CIA that I am a peace-loving person. As long as I don't come and invade me, I will not attack myself." Xiao Yi continued to speak in a dissatisfied manner: "Now, let go of my slaves and get out!"

Xiao Yi's words were not as good as a god-director. He sounded like a young actor with poor acting skills according to his script, but the thunder and lightning silver snake he played with was true at all, and it was terrifying.

"Thank you, Lord God, I will definitely convey it. Goodbye Lord God!"

Mark Bonwei breathed a sigh of relief in an instant, and hurriedly ran out with his men, not daring to turn his head back.
Chapter completed!