Satomi Rentaro! Lan Yuan Yanzhu! When these two names were spoken, some people in the hall changed their faces on the spot, while more people looked suspicious. It's just that, seeing Rintarou's body, none of them felt a strong sense of danger!

"Rintaro Satomi, Nobuhiro Aihara?" On the stage, the gaze of the man in the golden mask came over. "You two are superpowers?"

Under the golden mask, those eyes that looked as deep as the Milky Way were slightly surprised.

Superpowers are very rare in the main world. However, considering that both of them were hired by some big shots to carry out the assassination mission, this is naturally very reasonable.

Those hired to assassinate Guzma and Ichiro Tanaka are naturally very elite killers. If the superpower of a superpower is used to assassinate an enemy, it is naturally very useful.

"Yeah, that's right. We are both superpowers. And, like you, both of us are demigod superpowers!" Faced with the words of the golden masked man, Satomi Rintaro was very natural. Said.

"Demigod-level superpower?" The tone of the golden mask man seemed to have a little sarcasm. However, his voice was calm and there was basically no turbulence, which made people totally inaudible.

"Demigod-level superpowers, among the superpowers chosen by gods above mortals, stand at the top of existence. However, so far, Yanzhu and I have killed three demigod-level superpowers. You are the fourth one, and you are the fourth one." Satomi Rintaro said so, with a smile on his face.

There seemed to be no murderous intentions on the smiling face. However, when this sentence fell, Satomi Rintaro seemed to say naturally, "Yenju, kill him."

When this sentence fell, Lan Yuan Yanzhu, who was holding the plate in her hand, instantly changed her expression. In the innocent and innocent look she had originally seemed like a little girl, she became extremely cold, as if she was even colder than the ice in the ice hell.

Then in everyone's eyes, Lan Yuan Yanzhu's figure seemed to disappear from their field of vision in an instant.

"Gone!" At this moment, many people who looked at Lan Yuan Yanzhu had their eyes widened. They didn't even see what was going on. They only saw Lan Yuan Yanzhu's figure disappearing from the place in an instant, leaving only an afterimage and the plate that fell to the ground!

"This speed!" Among the crowd, Edward, who was still hiding in the crowd, trembled. Even he hadn't seen Lan Yuan Yanzhu's movements at all.

This was the case when he played against Satomi Rentaro and Aihara Nobujo a few years ago. Lan Yuan Yanzhu, a seemingly innocent little girl, was so fast that he completely exceeded his imagination!

Edward is confident in his superpowers. He thinks that his superpower is almost invincible, as long as it is something he thinks can be cut, he can cut everything, even if it is space.

Until he met Satomi Rintaro and Aihara Nobuzu. Lan Yuan Yanzhu's speed was too fast, not to mention exceeding the speed of his nerve reflexes, and even exceeding the speed of his thinking.

"With such a speed, let alone see clearly, there is no time to use super powers at all!" This thought flashed through Edward's mind, "This golden mask is dead."

This thought flashed through, and Edward subconsciously seemed to retreat. However, at this moment, an air burst sounded abruptly on the stage.

It seemed like the explosive sound of a fist tearing the sound barrier. Then, following the voice, everyone saw that Lan Yuan Yanzhu had already rushed to the face of the golden masked person in an instant. She stretched out her hand, and her little hand, I don't know when, had actually been deformed. Her palms became narrow and long, and sharp nails appeared on the tips of her five fingers!

It seemed that she was going to use this sharp hand knife to cut off the target's head directly. However, before Lan Yuan Yanzhu succeeded, the hands of the golden mask man had also stretched out.

The palm of his right hand seemed to be in front of him casually, and Lan Yuan Yanzhu's face was just in front of this palm, or her face was caught by this palm. .

Compared to Lan Yuan Yanzhu, the hands of the person with the golden mask are obviously longer. At the moment Lan Yuan Yanzhu rushed up, he obviously saw everything clearly, and then reached out his hand extremely accurately and grabbed Lan Yuan Yanzhu's head.

Yingrun squeezed Lan Yuan Yanzhu's face like a jade, and held her in the air. Lan Yuan Yanzhu's hand struggled, as if she wanted to pierce the golden mask man's throat, but she couldn't do it at all.

She struggled, dancing with her hands, and finally even wanted to grab the arm of the golden masked man. However, at this time, something even more unbelievable happened. Lan Yuan Yanzhu's claws were constantly torn on the golden masked man's arm, and The clothes on the arm of the man in the golden mask were all torn to pieces.

But even so, under the broken clothes, the arm of the man in the golden mask was unscathed. There is not even a red stamp.

Looking at this scene, compared to the ordinary people in this conference hall at this moment. The one who was most shocked was Rintaro Satomi!

As Lan Yuan Yanzhu's companion, he knew too well. How terrible Lan Yuan Yanzhu's claws were. It's not just a simple thing like sharpness, Lan Yuan Yanzhu's arm strength is above the championship-level strange strength!

Once, still a long time ago. During a mission between him and Lan Yuan Yanzhu, he encountered two champion-level strange powers. These two champion-level strange powers are both bodyguards for the targets they need to assassinate.

As a result, facing these two strange forces, Lan Yuan Yanzhu did not use sharp claws, but directly shredded them with his own arm strength.

But now, Lan Yuan Yanzhu's claws can't cause the slightest damage to the arm of the golden masked man! So what amazing defensive ability does this golden mask man's arm have? !

This thought flashed through Rintaro's mind. Without any hesitation, he shouted directly, "Yanzhu, step back!"

Facing Satomi Rintaro's words, Lan Yuan Yanzhu didn't hesitate at all, she struggled to get rid of the golden masked person's arm and backed away.

However, at this time, the golden masked man was holding Lan Yuan Yanzhu's hand, like a diamond mechanical claw, no matter how Lan Yuan Yanzhu struggled, his hand did not relax at all.

"Want to retreat? Haha, in this case, I don't make it difficult for you." Looking at Lan Yuan Yanzhu's struggle, the golden mask man said calmly. ,, ..