588: C588 Death

C588 Death

On a mountain peak not too far away from Anyang City, Ye Qian stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the brightly lit city from afar.

"The quiet surface will always make people panic. Looks like tonight is destined to be a bloody night. I'm really looking forward to it!"

Ye Qian had already entered the Peak Of Earth Yuan realm, so even though the golden light could not cover ten thousand kilometers in a single moment, a thousand kilometers was still a certain distance. Thus, after exiting the Rong Family, Ye Qian immediately arrived at the Anyang which was hundreds of kilometers away from the Southern Ocean.

These few days, the city wasn't very peaceful, and a large number of police officers could often be seen patrolling the city in the clear sky. Every time night fell, the commotion caused by the Anyang would become even more violent.

The local gang members of Anyang, the Fire Dragon Gang, numbered in the hundreds and thousands. They were all armed, as if looking for something.

The reputable people in the Anyang could tell from the rumors that something had happened to the Anyang during the past few days. Both black and white moved out simultaneously, and it was unknown what kind of person broke through the heavens.

As the cause of this event, Zhang Hao had been living an unspeakably miserable life these past few days. The entire Anyang was sealed off, Zhang Hao could not enter, he had brought the injured Lao Ba with him, he could not retreat, he could not retreat, he fled crazily, and everywhere he was shouted for and killed, it was even more painful than a fugitive.

Anyang, under the brilliance of night light, was unable to cover up the darkness of the city.

Under a bridge, two flustered young men were hiding out. Their clothes were ragged and their bodies were stained with blood. They looked extremely miserable.

One of them was Zhang Hao, and the other was the already heavily injured assassin Lao Ba.

Supporting the Lao Ba, Zhang Hao leaned gently onto the pillar beneath the bridge and asked with reddened eyes: "Old Lin, Old Lin, hold on! Old Lin, at this time, you can't sleep, you can't sleep, you can't get up from the ground. Old Lin, do you know?"

"Heaven's Pride, the heaven's pride level expert has already left for the South Sea. My Brother Ye will be arriving soon. At this time, do not let anything happen to him!"

When the Lao Ba heard Zhang Hao's voice from his sleep, he opened his eyes slightly and laughed bitterly: "Old, Old Zhang, don't worry about me. You, you can still escape. Go back and tell Master that I won't be able to complete the Promise of Ten Years. Also, help me, help me tell the Chosen that I … I can't stay by her side any longer! "

Lao Ba's last words seemed to be his last words.

Old Lin, you and Old Liu are both my brothers, and I, Zhang Hao, am a good brother to you two, and I will not leave you alone. I believe in me, and I can definitely take you out of this damn place, believe me! "

With regards to Zhang Hao's words, the Lao Ba was confused by what he heard until some of the voices behind him could no longer be heard.

Zhang Hao was not resigned to his fate, and desperately shook the Lao Ba: "Old Lin, wake up, Old Lin, wake up!"

Just then, Wu Yang's group of people walked over from the other side of the bridge. Zhang Hao looked at them coldly, and saw that they were about 50 to 60 people. They were all wearing sleeveless clothes, and they all had things in their hands.

With the help of the moonlight, the group of people walked towards Zhang Hao and Lao Ba.

The group surrounded Zhang Hao and Lao Ba, the leader of the lackeys looked at Zhang Hao's destitute appearance, and took a deep breath: "F * ck, you two little bastards really know how to hide, and actually found such a place, good, there's a bridge and water, it's a pretty good burial ground."

As he spoke, the leader of the group waved the iron rod in his hand and said, "Young fellows, let's attack together and skin this brat alive. The Sect Master has ordered this; whoever kills this brat will be rewarded with 100,000 yuan!"

In this world, there were not just one or two people who saw money opening up. These fifty to sixty people, when they heard that there was a hundred thousand bounty, rushed towards Zhang Hao and Lao Ba as if their lives depended on it.

The current Zhang Hao wasn't even the least bit afraid, he only coldly looked at the bunch of ants, then half squatted and stood up, with Lao Ba on his back, he bitterly laughed: "Old Lin, I wonder how many times this is already, we have to fight side by side again!"

"F * ck, you sure are tenacious. Let's see how long you can persevere. Everyone attack together!"

The fifty to sixty people, with swords and sticks in their hands, charged towards Zhang Hao with just a command. All of the cold weapons rushed towards Zhang Hao like a tide.

Facing so many people and so many weapons, Zhang Hao did not even try to resist, and relied on his powerful Ancient Witch Clan to forcefully resist.

Ding dang dong … Zhang Hao's entire body's muscles exploded out, it could be said that he was inferior to blades and swords. Zhang Hao steadied the Lao Ba behind him with one hand, and with the other hand, he waved his huge fist towards the lackeys.

The current Zhang Hao had no tricks at all.

The strong force hit one person and the person fell to the ground, bleeding profusely. The anger of the Ancient Witch Clan was not something that a few small mortals could resist.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Due to the power of Zhang Hao's fists, they all fell to the ground one by one.0

The current Zhang Hao was not a human, not only was he invulnerable to swords and spears, he was becoming more and more valiant as the battle continued, seeing how his men were flung out by the huge fists one by one, and the lackey who was acting arrogantly a moment ago retreating.

"Too terrifying, too terrifying! What kind of monster is this? Is it really impossible to kill it?"

After fighting for a while, Zhang Hao used a destructive force to beat down fifty or sixty people, the berserk aura did not seem to stop at all. A pair of blood red eyes, Zhang Hao was simply like a bloodthirsty Devil God.

"Don't, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

The leader of the lackeys didn't even have time to run, as he was kicked to the ground by Zhang Hao. Then, Zhang Hao kicked him ruthlessly in the chest, causing the lackey's blood to immediately flow out, and he fainted.

"Trash!" Zhang Hao snorted fiercely, grabbing the Lao Ba behind him, he left without even looking at the group of lackeys who were groaning on the ground.

If it was a few days ago, Zhang Hao might have encountered such a situation, and he might have not known what to do. But in the few days at the Anyang, Zhang Hao had experienced way too many different things. Hunting like this, no less than a dozen different sizes, Zhang Hao had already grown numb to it, and was accustomed to it.

Underneath the dark bridge, a pair of eyes was staring at Zhang Hao's back figure.

"Tsk tsk, Ancient Witch Clan is, in the end, a race that gets stronger the more they fight. It's just a pity, although Hyacinth only has a cultivation, his actual combat experience is still too weak. "It seems like I'll have to strengthen myself a bit after I get back."

Saying that, his eyes could not help but sweep across the lackeys who were lying on the ground under the bridge, and he sneered: "Mercy is a virtue, but being merciful to the enemy, is equivalent to being cruel to yourself. How can these grasshoppers scare the big tiger behind them if they don't die! Hyacinth is too soft-hearted, it can't be like this! "

With that said, the Bridge Cave that was groaning instantly quietened down. Fifty to sixty corpses were arranged in a neat row, forming the word "die".

The night of the Anyang was still cold and desolate, but tonight's Anyang contained a few traces of killing intent within.

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