150: C150 Proud

C150 Proud

On their faces, heads, and arms, there seemed to be many criss-crossing knife wounds, bullet marks, and so on.2

In addition, every single one of them gave off an extremely oppressive aura as they stood there, as if they were extremely hungry, and their eyes were all filled with a sense of slaughter, brutality, and insolence.

It was clear that they were mercenaries, mercenaries of the Hong family.

The second type, a total of twenty people. These people all wore long black uniforms, and their faces were covered. In their hands were silver awls, long thorns, golden hooks, snake blades, blades, and other weapons that were extremely unusual.

They did not have any aura on them, so it was very easy for people to ignore them standing there.

It was very obvious that they were assassins, assassins cultivated by the Hong family.

Following the appearance of these people, the hundreds and thousands of guests in the Wang family courtyard had already lost their voices from fright. They were all thrown into chaos, and couldn't help but retreat backwards, retreating frantically.

And then …

"Lock on!" Among the forty to fifty mercenaries, the one standing at the very front, a thirty year old young man with a clear centipede-like scar on his face, let out a low growl. His shout was filled with extremely dense killing intent.

He received the order from the Patriarch of the Hong family, and urgently brought all of the members of the Angry Sea Mercenary Group over from the Heavenly Jade Island near the Silver Sea City. He had already used all of his strength to head towards the Silver Sea City, at the fastest speed possible.

However, he had seen Hong Zihai die at the hands of Jiang Xiaobai through his binoculars while he was still in the air.

They were a step too late!

Their mission was to save Hong Zihai. Now that Hong Zihai had died, their mission had failed. In that situation, the only thing that could make them perform meritorious service would be to kill Jiang Xiaobai and Hong Zihai's killer.

whoosh whoosh whoosh … *

Following Hong Ting's order, all of the mercenaries raised their spears and charged forward.

The entire process took less than a breath, and the proficiency was beyond words.

What was even more horrifying was that these forty to fifty people looked like a single person. Everyone's actions were completely the same.

Forty to fifty mercenaries raised their guns and locked onto Jiang Xiaobai. Jiang Xiaobai became the only target.

"Jiang Xiaobai, I have already said, if you don't court death, you won't die. Since you insist on killing Hong Zihai, can you still continue being so arrogant?" Can you continue being so arrogant? "Ah?!"

In the distance, Lee Zhengshou roared. He was a bit pleased and a bit depressed, but more of it was the eruption of anger. He could not understand why Jiang Xiaobai chose to die together with them.

Even now, he still didn't understand. It was like he was in a dream.

"I can really continue being arrogant!" The next second, no one would have thought that Jiang Xiaobai would actually smile and say such crazy words.

Insolent! He only had the capital to do so. Then, he could go all the way to insolence.

As soon as his voice fell.

Suddenly, like a ghost, Jiang Xiaobai disappeared.

"Whoosh!"

Jiang Xiaobai moved like a dream, like a light or a shadow, like a ghost. He moved in a strange way and rushed towards the forty to fifty mercenaries with guns in hand.

Of course, firearms were terrifying, but that still depended on who used them. The mercenaries of the Hong family were indeed people who had gone through hundreds of battles, and could feel the aura from their bodies.

But, it was a pity that other than their leader, not a single one of these mercenaries was Martial Cultivator.

That was enough!

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