Seeing God's powerful control over the flesh with one statue, even if it was put in a centrifuge for a day, it would be impossible for him to fall.

But at this time, Garuda made a big somersault, smashing his head into blood.

Above the tall building, the hands of several snipers were shaking, unable to pull the trigger for a long time.

That was Garuda, the No. 1 killer in the dark world. For decades, as long as he wanted to kill, he had never been able to kill anyone. At this time, in just a few seconds, he was beaten upside down and flew out.

Such a person, such a person, where would they dare to take action?

More importantly, no matter how they aim, they can't lock the location of the target. In this case, it is impossible to shoot.

Amidst the screams from the crowd, Garuda slowly raised his head, and his body that was out of control slowed down.

"Brahma, Great Brahma"

His face was shaking.

This is not his heart shaking, but his muscles, bones and membranes, which have been shaking frantically until now.

This collision force is too strange, even if he can't remove it, he can only let it vibrate and fluctuate. In a short period of time, he can't act at all.

He knew that this was because An Qisheng had no intention of killing.

Otherwise, at this time, he would have been shattered by the bones and fascia of his whole body.

Such power is not something that a human being can possess.

pat~

At this moment, a piece of wood fell in front of him.

Garuda was startled.

It was a locust token with a certain pattern engraved on it.

What's this?

"Garuru, defeated"

On the viewing platform, Yan Changsha's eyelids trembled, and he finally got up, unable to stand anymore.

"What? Jia Luolou was defeated so quickly?"

The other experts of the Beggar Society were all in an uproar.

Garuda is the No. 1 killer on the dark web. For decades, he has walked the underground world, and he has never been defeated.

Claimed to be the most murderous master among the gods.

None of them thought he could kill An Qisheng, but how long has it been since he was defeated?

You know, that person has been running all the way for a long time, and I don't know how many battles. Could it be that his physical strength is endless?

"Leader, this time, there is trouble."

The old man on the left knocked on his pipe and got up, looking at Yan Changsha: "Your decision may not be the right one, but the matter has come to an end, there must be a break!"

Conflict is inevitable, or in other words, the Beggar Society never intended to avoid conflict from beginning to end.

Blood for blood is an eternal truth.

"That's right! I have been established for three hundred years. I have never surrendered to foreign powers on the battlefield, and I have never bowed to other countries when I moved overseas. It's just one person! If we are side by side, he may not be able to pick us!"

A short middle-aged man stood up and drank.

His voice was loud and sound, and he had already acquired a deep knowledge of sound and fighting skills, but everyone could hear the fear in it.

What side by side may not be able to pick us?

Do you think that person is Zhang Sanfeng?

Immediately, some people were unhappy, but it was the tall black man who was two meters tall and burly like a black bear:

"Kou Tianjiao, are you frightened?! We all besieged and killed one person. If we spread this out, wouldn't we be ridiculed by other overseas organizations!"

"Kratos!"

Kou Tianjiao slapped the case.

There are many factions in the Beggar Society, and the masters of different skin colors and countries don't see each other, and conflicts are a thing from time to time.

"enough!"

Yan Changsha snorted coldly.

The powerful spirit shook, and everyone shut up.

"The Beggar Association is based overseas, and it relies on a group. If the leader is killed without making a sound, there is no need to exist in the overseas underground world!"

Yan Changsha glanced at everyone with cold eyes:

"The sun never sets, France and the West pass, the Golden Eagle Country, the Italian Country, how many times we have been suppressed, we have survived, it's just one person, what is there to be afraid of?"

Based overseas.

In just four words, how many hardships and killings are contained in it?

There are many overseas countries, and the situation is extremely complicated. There are many terrorist organizations, killer organizations, big chaebols, and big families. Why do you want to grab territory?

"Not bad! What is the market value of my begging and the Dragon City Group, which is nearly one trillion? Is it possible that it is a concession?"

Geng Chenglong, the old man with a pipe, also nodded:

"Whether he is a human or a god, if he dares to come to the door, he will have to pay the price!"

Geng Chenglong is very old, and his qualifications are very old. When he was young, he was also the number one person who dared to fight and kill. Before Mu Longcheng, he was the most famous.

He was the first to shave the heads of some big men!

"Oh? Pay the price? What price are you going to make me pay? How are you going to make me pay?"

The atmosphere of the crowd seemed to be aroused when they suddenly heard a calm and quiet voice.

Everyone's face changed.

Looking down along the viewing platform.

In front of the tall iron tower, in the huge square of the God of War, a person came pacing.

At this time, the sun was in the west, and the downcast sunlight stretched his figure very long.

At this time, there were a lot of people on the Plaza de Mars, and all kinds of tourists were still taking pictures and playing. However, when he came alone, he caught everyone's attention.

It seems that he is the center of the world!

More than a thousand meters away, everyone could actually hear the low-pitched footsteps that sounded like drums.

An Qisheng!

An inexplicable depression was brewing in the hearts of everyone.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

In the depression, Geng Chenglong snorted coldly:

"Let the old man see how amazing you are?"

After all, he turned to go out.

Yan Changsha took a deep look at An Qisheng who was pacing over the square, and turned around to go out.

Huhu~

A slightly warm air blew across his cheeks.

An Qisheng looked calmly at the masters of the Beggar Society who filed out before the tower.

Yan Changsha, Geng Chenglong, Kratos, Kou Tianjiao

It seems that all the most well-known masters of the Beggar Society have arrived here. It seems that their eyeliner in China is very incredible.

The masters of the Begging Association, all of them were majestic and cold, and dozens of people stood together, and immediately made the nearby tourists retreat, avoid them, and dare not approach.

"An Qisheng!"

Hundreds of meters away, Geng Chenglong took a step and said in shock: "You killed me, the leader of the Taoist Association, we have not yet sought revenge, how dare you come to the door?!"

With this sound, the airflow danced wildly, as if an air cannonball exploded in the air.

Nearby tourists only feel the humming and vibration of their ears.

"Why don't you dare?"

An Qisheng kept his feet, and when he heard the words, he just responded lightly:

"You have been alive for a long time. Although your qualifications are shallow and not prejudiced against God, you should know that those who see God seek good luck and avoid evil, and the autumn wind has not moved the cicada. Although you have not targeted me, I will not wait for you to target me. I'll take my revenge again."

Killing the heart, cutting the grass and eradicating the roots.

This is the eternal truth in the martial arts of the rivers and lakes. Although there is no martial arts in the ordinary sense in today's world, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

The Beggar Association is vaguely known as the world's No. 1 terrorist organization.

Mu Longcheng's death ~lightnovelpub.net~ will inevitably lead to revenge, this is clear to everyone, and he naturally understands.

Daxuan is of course the two poles of the world, and the restricted area of ​​mercenaries may not be able to stop all revenge.

Therefore, it is very necessary for An Qisheng to eliminate future troubles.

By the time everything happens, it will be too late.

"you!"

Geng Chenglong looked angry.

"All right."

Yan Changsha has already taken a step forward, covering him behind him, looking at An Qisheng, and said lightly:

"You want to repay your revenge. At this moment, it is meaningless to say that other things are meaningless. What tricks do you have, I will naturally follow them one by one."

"good!"

An Qisheng nodded slightly and stepped out.