Huang Hao didn't know which enemies were coming this time, but Huang Hao knew that there would definitely be blood clans among them.

But now, among the enemies that fought fiercely with the people of Longmen, where is the blood clan? Even the new blood clan is missing. Isn’t this too strange? You know, the new blood clan caught by Huang Hao clearly told Huang Hao that the blood clan has made sufficient preparations in this operation. Since that is the case, how could the blood clan give up this good opportunity today?

Only by attacking them in groups can the dragon gate be in a hurry and thus seize the thing in the museum. The blood clan has no reason to give up such a great opportunity. Once he misses today's opportunity, no matter how powerful the blood clan is, he will not be able to break through the blockade of the dragon gate alone. Since I have not appeared now, except for them waiting to reap profits, Huang Hao can't think of a better reason.

"Since the blood clan is hiding in the dark and wants to reap profits, are there any other forces who are also having the same idea as the blood clan?" Huang Hao frowned and thought with some concern in his heart: "If this is the case, with the strength of the Dragon Gate Ninth Group, I'm afraid he will really not be able to resist it."

Just as Huang Hao's mind was turning sharply, a faint sound made Huang Hao's ears suddenly move. He gently pressed a cluster of leaves, and Huang Hao's eyes looked at the place where the sound came.

I saw that the ground below seemed to have a slight bulge, and cracks continued to extend towards the museum's wall on the concrete floor.

"Haha, you can even dig holes!" Huang Hao chuckled, his body had already fallen lightly on the ground, waiting for the person below the land to fall into the trap.

Because there are too many precious items hidden in the Huaxia Museum, considering the safety when building the museum, steel bars are poured under the four sides of the museum and under the ground. It is unlikely to dig into the museum directly by digging holes.

Sure enough, the man underground obviously hit the wall. After a few "ding-ding" underground, he gave up his plan to chisel the museum wall and carefully rose to the ground. Not long after, the cement on the ground suddenly cracked inch by inch, and the next moment, a black head was exposed.

As soon as the head was exposed on the ground, Huang Hao picked up the man's neck with his hands. Then, regardless of the size of the hole, he took it out as if he was pulling a radish.

When this person broke out completely, there was no surprise in Huang Hao's eyes. He saw that this person was less than one meter tall. If it weren't for the facial features and beard on his face that he was an adult, Huang Hao might really think that this person was a child.

Suddenly, Huang Hao picked up his neck and the short man immediately screamed in panic. His language was a bit weird, unlike those languages ​​that Huang Hao knew.

The short man screamed "talking" and although Huang Hao could not understand the person's words, he could clearly hear the intention of begging for mercy from his tone and expression.

"Since you are afraid of death, why do you still come?" Huang Hao couldn't help but sneer and said to the short man.

Hearing Huang Hao's words, the short man seemed to be able to understand Huang Hao's words, and bowed hard to Huang Hao with his fists, as if he wanted Huang Hao to let him go.

Looking at the extremely pitiful look on the short man's face and his psychological sympathy for the dwarf, Huang Hao's hand holding the short man's neck slightly relaxed, as if he wanted to let the short man go.

However, at this moment, the short man's face, which was panicked, suddenly showed a ferocious look. While Huang Hao was relaxing a little, he stretched out his hands and grabbed Huang Hao's chest. As his hands stretched out, the nails on his hands actually stretched more than a foot long in an instant, flashing with a cold light like a dagger.

However, a suffocation from his neck instantly interrupted his movements. Then, he heard a sound of his neck being twisted. When he wanted to raise his hand to touch if the twisted one was his neck, he found that all the strength in his body had been drained, even if he could not even perform the simple action of raising his hand.

"Bang--"

When he threw the lifeless body on the ground, Huang Hao frowned, and a little disappointment flashed in his eyes. The reason why he loosened the hand that was pinching the short man was actually a sympathy for the weak. But then, he found that he was outrageously wrong. When he expressed his pity for others, the other party wanted to kill him in the moment he relaxed. So, Huang Hao's heart became hard, and even if he directly twisted the person's neck, there was no psychological burden.

"This world that ordinary people don't know is really cruel." He said to himself, as if he had untied a shackle in his heart. The next moment, a suddenness appeared in his eyes, and he smiled mockingly: "Yes, how can war not kill people? What I have to do is to protect the bottom line in my heart, protect the people and things I care about, that's all!"

In a blink of an eye, a sharp look slowly burst into Huang Hao's eyes. This battle caused by external forces gave Huang Hao a new understanding of killing: sometimes, if you don't kill others, others will come to kill you.

He held the dwarf's body by the wall as a warning to the latecomers. Huang Hao looked around and found that no one was coming from his direction. He immediately moved his body and slowly headed towards the dense crowd.

Shi Cun waved the sword in his hand with blood on his face, chopped off one of the arm of a man close to him, and blood shot in, and suddenly it stuck in his eyes.

Suddenly, Shi Cun felt that his eyes were pulled on a blood-red curtain, making him unable to see anything in front of him. Blood is not a poisonous thing. If he is in normal times, he just needs to stop and gently wipe the blood stained on his eyes with his sleeve to see the light again. But at this moment, Shi Cun had no time to do this. In the chaos, any negligence would make him lose his life. If Shi Cun cleans his eyes at this moment, it goes without saying that his fate would be absolutely miserable. Those enemies who had red eyes would immediately cut off his head.

While waving the weapons in his hand vigorously to prevent anyone from taking advantage of this moment to get close to him and give him a fatal blow. He blinked his eyes hard, trying to remove some of the blood stained on his eyes.

Shi Cun's actions naturally attracted the attention of those who were interested. A figure had quietly touched it at some point, and a scimitar in his hand cut into Shi Cun's lower body obliquely. If this sword hits the target, it can directly cut Shi Cun into two pieces.

Shi Cun's eyes were blinded and he could not detect the arrival of the crisis. Seeing that the scimitar was about to divide Shi Cun into two, two cold lights suddenly penetrated in, and a crisp sound of "ding Ding Dangdang" blocked the scimitar.

Hearing the crisp sound, Shi Cun's back suddenly became wet. Although he couldn't see it, Shi Cun vaguely guessed how dangerous it was just now from the crisp sound of the warriors and iron attacks.

"Are you okay?" A slightly gasping voice came.

Hearing this voice, a smile appeared on Shi Cun's face: "I can't die!"

Guo Niang cursed and said, "I have lost half my life and I am still stubborn!" Although she said this, Guo Niang's eyes did not leave the person holding a scimitar in front of her.

Even if this person stood in front of him like this, Guo Niang felt a great pressure. This person is definitely a strong man at the peak of the Great Perfection of the Foundation Establishment Stage, and is only one step away from the false alchemy stage.

On the other side, several figures rushed over, standing with the man holding the scimitar, and showing fierce gazes in front of Shi Cun and Guo Niang. They were originally fighting with Guo Niang, but when Guo Niang saw that Shi Cun was in danger, she resolutely gave up the enemy in front of her and rushed to Shi Cun with injuries. They had fought with Guo Niang for so long, how could they let Guo Niang leave easily, so naturally followed.

"In order to rush over and eat me, this woman had already injured her internal organs. We rushed forward, killed them as soon as possible, and then rushed in to find that thing." A man with a stubble face said viciously to the rest of the people in foreign language.

The man in the scimitar nodded, obviously agreeing with this person's words.

"Madam Guo, why are you so stupid?" Shi Cun got some free time and had already wiped the blood in his eyes with his sleeves. Although he had not completely cleaned it up, it did not prevent him from seeing things.

"Your life is mine, and I will kill you if you want to kill. Boruto wants to kill you, and he has to ask about the scimitar in my hand!" Guo Niang said seriously with blood flowing from the corner of her mouth.

As Shi Cun listened, a softness and emotion flashed in his eyes. He laughed and said, "My grandma Guo, I was sorry for you before, but you were right. My life is not something they can kill if they want. Even if I don't want to live, you should have taken my life!"

"Bah! I don't care about your life!" Guo Niang was shocked with both swords: "We will kill more than anyone today. If you beat me, I will not bother you in the future."

"Nonsense, if I kill more than you today, I will sleep with you tomorrow!" Shi Cun laughed happily, and the sword in his hand shot out more than a foot of sword energy, pointing directly at the enemy coming towards them and laughed: "Don't be so unwilling to the point!"

"If you have the ability, you will sleep with me!" Guo Niang glanced at Shi Cun, and with a shock of her sword, she flew towards the enemy opposite her.
Chapter completed!