I have something to do today, so I rushed this chapter out early and posted it first.

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In Huang Shaohong's perception, the second wave of invisible sharpness attacks Zilong again. If no one else intervenes, his apprentice will be completely confessed.

Of course, it was impossible for Huang Shaohong to watch his apprentice being killed. Without seeing how he acted, he disappeared instantly and appeared in front of Zilong, using his body to block the invisible sharp edges for his apprentice.

'Dang-dang-dang-dang..."

With a series of metal collision sounds, Huang Shaohong's red vest and green military pants were completely scrapped, and they were not much different from the fishnet outfit.

What no one expected was that dozens of invisible sharp edges that could cut through the purple dragon's flesh were slashed at Huang Shaohong. Except for the vest and trousers on his body, not even a hair or a piece of dead skin could be damaged.

Cut it down.

"Oh... you're done, you're done. Do you know how much my red vest costs? I can't afford to pay for it if I kill you!"

While Huang Shaohong was speaking, he disappeared again. When he reappeared, he was already standing on a lamppost on the side of the road, holding a thin old Chinese man in his hand.

It turns out that the person who launched the invisible sharp attack had been hiding on the street lamp, using the blind spot behind the street lamp light to hide his figure.

Huang Shaohong's figure flashed, and he landed lightly. He pointed at the vest on his body and asked the old guy:

"How do you plan to compensate?"

Zilong, who was seriously injured on the side, had resentment in his eyes, and said with force:

"Master, I had people beaten like this, but you and the murderer discussed the issue of compensation for vests in front of me. Do you think this is really good...cough cough...cough cough...

....”

After Zilong struggled to complain, he let out a series of coughs. With this cough, the wounds on his body, large and small, began to bleed again at the same time.

Huang Shaohong casually used his male finger to seal several acupuncture points on the disciple's body, preventing him from bleeding too much and accidentally burping.

After sealing the acupuncture points, he gave Zilong a white look:

"If your injury can be healed, can this vest of mine be healed? This poor vest has been with me for so long and I have never washed it. How much sweat I have put into it!"

While he was talking, he pulled the red cloth that was already torn and unrecognizable from his body, revealing his strong muscles.

At the same time, the five fingers holding the old man's neck slowly tightened, making the old man immediately feel the danger of death. Even though he launched crazy telekinesis attacks and bombarded Huang Shaohong indiscriminately, it was of no use.

The force of thought comparable to that of a flying knife struck the opponent, just like the breeze blowing on the face, without any threat.

"Spare...spare my life..."

Feeling that death was approaching, the old man finally gave in and began to beg for mercy. Unfortunately, the moment he hurt Zilong, his solution was already doomed.

For this kind of loser who didn't have much fighting ability and had injured his apprentice, Huang Shaohong felt that there was no use in keeping him, so it was better to save him as soon as possible.

There was a ‘click’ sound.

Huang Shaohong gently pinched the opponent's neck bone, then threw it to the ground, and said to Zilong:

"You can't handle a skill that uses telekinesis to turn a sword, so what's there to complain about?"

Huang Shaohong casually sealed several of Zilong's acupuncture points to help him stop bleeding, and then shouted to Xiang Qiang and Ma Dongfang in the car:

"Hey, are you waiting for me to put him in the car? I'm not gay either. It's disgusting to hold him. Please get him in quickly!"

Zilong Haoxuan was stunned by the master's words. Xiang Qiang and Ma Dongfang also cursed, "You are not a gay, and neither are we!"

However, they did not dare to talk back and hurriedly got out of the car to carry Zilong into the car.

Just then, a burst of applause came:

"Yes, yes, your strength surprises me. You can actually kill the four masters on my killer list. Fortunately, this time there are masters from the Kido family to help. If not, even I might have to stay." Here it is!”

An old man in his fifties, with blond hair and wearing a casual suit, clapped his hands and walked out of the darkness of the barrier. He was followed by seven young Asian men with arrogant looks and strange armor on their bodies.

Xiang Qiang, who had just carried Zilong into the car, turned around and reminded him in a low voice:

"Boss, the specific information of the top two on the killer rankings is unknown, but the old man and this old foreign devil just now are probably the two at the top of the rankings!"

The old foreign man glanced at Xiang Qiang approvingly: "You are indeed a member of the Xiang family in Hong Kong Island. You are knowledgeable. I will keep your body intact later!"

Huang Shaohong smoked a cigar, stretched out his hand towards Qiang and said: "Give me your gun!"

Xiang Qiang quickly pulled out his personal collection from his waist, a silver sand eagle.

Huang Shaohong's eyes lit up. He only liked two types of pistols, the M500 was his favorite, followed by the Sand Eagle, for no other reason than they were pretty and powerful!

He directly put the pistol in his hand and warned:

"Don't blame me for not reminding you. If we move forward, my kind heart will not be able to control my evil fingers!"

"Have you ever heard of the 'Kato One Finger'? It is a supreme skill that can bring down any standing creature. It is so terrifying. I feel deeply frightened for you even when I tell you it!"

The old foreign man laughed loudly: "Your Excellency is really an interesting person. If you and I were not in opposite situations, I would really want to make friends with you!"

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Difu. First of all, I am a killer agent. The killer ranking starts from the second place, which is the Chinese old man 'Zhao' who uses telekinesis, to the fifth place, which is the 'sharp gun' who was killed by you. Richard, they are all killers under my banner!"

Huang Shaohong raised his eyebrows: "I'm afraid it's not that simple. I can feel that the barrier around you is connected to you. I think among the top five killers, the number one killer who has never shown up is you old man, right? !”

The old man snapped his fingers: "Smart, enchantment is my special power. In my early years, I had a nickname called Phantom Devil!"

"But the protagonist now is not me. Let me introduce to you. The few masters around me are from the Kido family. Each of them is much better than this bad old man like me. Your main opponents now are them!"

At this time, Zilong struggled to sit up from the car. Regardless of the obstructions of Ma Dongfang and Xiang Qiang, he stepped out of the car. He looked at the seven familiar Asian young people who were about the same age as him in surprise. He asked tentatively:

"Are you the children who walked out of the same orphanage as me?"

"That's right, I didn't expect you Zilong to know us. I originally thought you were a strong man and would definitely become a Saint. I didn't expect you to become a shady defective like us!"

Among the seven, a young man who was as burly as a bear stepped forward and said arrogantly. It was obvious that he had misunderstood something because the family wanted Zilong.

Zilong shook his head: "We didn't get along for a long time back then, so I can't remember your names. What's your name...?"

The man chuckled: "I guess people like you who think you are excellent have forgotten us. Well, let us introduce ourselves!"

He banged his breastplate: "I am the back-up Saint Seiya, Nobita Ichiro, who learned wrestling from Master 'Battle' in Mongolia!"

The second one took a step forward: "I am the back-up Saint Seiya, Inoue Machi, who learned the Sambo fighting technique from Master 'Olegnov' in Siberia!"

The third one stepped forward and introduced himself: "I studied Israeli martial arts in Israel..."

...

The seventh one also came forward to introduce himself, saying that he was a back-up saint who learned ancient Muay Thai from the legendary Muay Thai king Nai Fo in Taitai.

After they finished speaking, they each put on a cool pose: "We are the mainstay of the Kido family...Iron Fighters!"

Huang Shaohong rolled his eyes at the side, why are these Saints so mediocre? They are just passers-by. Do you need to subtitle yourself like this?

He knew that Iron Fighter was the crystallization of modern science secretly developed and developed by Mitsumasa Kido while he was still alive.

The Iron Saint is said to be a Saint created by the power of science. He has not awakened a small universe and fights using a holy cloth made of multi-functional machinery.

Zilong looked at the armor on their bodies: "What? What kind of fighters did you say you are?"

Nobita Ichiro laughed:

"We are the Kido family's biggest trump card, the 'Iron Fighters'. We are only one step behind the real Bronze Saints. As for the armor we wear, it is the Kido family's secret. I'm sorry I can't tell you!"

Huang Shaohong took a puff of his cigar in boredom, and then made a casual gesture: "Hey, seven Japanese idiots, are you here to fight or are you here to do a talk show? Fight or not, I will fall asleep if you do it again!"

When Nobita Ichiro was interrupted to show off his wealth, he became furious and shouted sternly: "Looking for death, with seven of us powerful men here, how do you have the qualifications to speak!"

Huang Shaohong sighed speechlessly: "That's so stupid. I admit that you have defeated me in terms of IQ, because you two didn't even get off the line!"

"Since you are looking for death, then I will help you!"

Although Inoue Machichi didn't know what "two" meant, but judging from the other party's attitude, it was definitely something bad. He immediately got violently angry, disappeared from the place, and actually attacked Huang Shaohong directly.

Huang Shaohong yawned, raised his hand and said, "Bah, bah, bah, bah..." and fired seven shots in one go.

When he fired, he even lazily closed his eyes because of yawning.

But when the Sand Eagle was empty of seven bullets, 'Plop, plop...'

Seven consecutive sounds of falling to the ground were heard, and the so-called Iron Fighters all fell to the ground with their eyebrows shot. From this moment on, they showed the true strength of the seven strong men and rushed into the underworld to compete with the Underworld Fighters.

When Huang Shaohong has a gun in his hand, except for those who have truly reached the bronze level or above, even the purple dragon that is infinitely close to bronze cannot dodge, let alone these smelly fish and rotten shrimps in front of him!

Seven masters? The Golden Book tells us that anyone who gathers all seven is not a master!

A trace of unbearability flashed in Zilong's eyes, because he knew that these people being used by the Kido family were all his half-brothers.

Huang Shaohong shook his head and said: "Don't think about it. These guys were sent by the bald man Tatsuji Tokumaru to kill you. Just die."

Zilong nodded: "I understand, Master!"

At this time, the phantom demon Dev saw the seven steel warriors already lying down. He was so frightened that sweat broke out on his forehead, and he disappeared in an instant, but his barrier did not dissipate.

Obviously this guy didn't retreat, he hid his figure and planned to attack secretly.

Huang Shaohong asked everyone to get into the car, closed the door and covered their ears, then inhaled sharply and let out a shrill whistle like a ghost.

‘Click, click’

The windows on both sides of the Rolls-Royce and the windshields on the front and rear were shattered without even holding on for a second.

Over the barrier, an old man's figure appeared out of thin air, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and then hit Huang Shaohong in front of Huang Shaohong from a high place.
To be continued...