Chapter 112 Partition Battle

"How much does it cost to do me a favor?" Jim asked carefully.

As soon as this was said, the sister's faces were immediately a little unnatural: "Ah? Isn't it written on this sign?

Jim was stunned and looked down...

These girls have a small card in front of them: "Bilingual scenic spot tour guide, charge 50 yuan per hour."

He was petrified all of a sudden and walked back with a smile: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I suddenly have something to do..."

"Dementia!" The girl kicked the sign next to her: "Business is not as good as our country. We might as well go back!"

Pan Hongsheng was having a meeting in the office at this time. He also forgot all about the duel. It was not until he saw the blog post that he remembered such a thing.

"Brother Sheng, it's not a problem for that guy to hang around here all the time. We have to solve this problem!" Zhang Bowen still remembers the defeat in yesterday's battle. He still can't figure out why he is not the opponent of several nobody with the help of Cang Dongtian and others.

"Yes, it must be solved," Pan Hongsheng nodded carelessly: "But at present, what we need to pay attention to most is not this kind of role... Now we owe Orian a favor, and we have to find out those dead first!"

In fact, he doesn't know that the people he has been looking for are actually in the rental building not far from the building, quietly observing the movement here.

Rodman's hope failed yesterday and felt a little strange: Why are these skeletons so unreliable?

I thought that Mars hit the moon with a close match between the two sides, but who knew that it ended in such an ending. It didn't matter what the two sides were injured. Both sides were actually unharmed, just like a respectful friendly match. Both sides were modest and talkative.

"Legion leader! I think those skeletons are just like this!" One of his men took a sip of wine and continued to monitor with binoculars: "Look at that boy yesterday, it's really... How could the skeleton send such a person to deal with Pan Hongsheng? Did you take the wrong medicine?

"You don't know that. You don't know the president of the Skull Club at all!" Rodman's expression was a little frozen: "I heard about him when I was a child. He not only has excellent personal ability, but also has the best plan and the overall situation! Don't think that kind of person will make any low-level mistakes. It must be his intention to send this kind of raw melon egg!"

When Rodman said this, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind: Could it be that the president sent this kind of person to hide people's eyes and ears?

"Legion leader! Look over there! There seems to be something wrong!" The men shouted, "Look over there! What do those people do?"

Around the Thunder Superstar Building, dozens of strange people in cloaks suddenly gathered. The pedestrians on the road avoided one after another. Those people lowered their heads and walked without raising their faces, and stopped at the door of the Thunder Superstar Building.

The men held the telescope and shouted: "Look! Pan Hongsheng! Pan Hongsheng and they came down!"

Rodman scolded, "Be quiet! Don't shout! Those present are all masters with keen ears. In case they hear it, it's not enough for you to die back and forth!"

The dead men held their breath and quietly observed the movement in front of the building over there. Pan Hongsheng talked to those people. Finally, Pan Hongsheng suddenly took people quickly in one direction, and those cloaked people followed closely!

"Pan Hongsheng escaped? Isn't it?" Rodman couldn't believe his eyes, and then realized: "Oh... He is afraid of fighting here to damage his territory... Keep up with me! Try your best to keep up with those people!"

But the speed of both groups is amazingly fast, like a gust of wind on the crowded streets, rushing through the crowd!

Pan Hongsheng stopped and has arrived in the Temple of Heaven Park. In this season, it snows heavily and the weather is cold, and there are very few visitors.

He crossed the sign of "under internal maintenance" and saw that it was deserted around, which seemed to be a good place to fight.

"How long are you going to escape?" A cloaked man took the lead in following him. Pan Hongsheng noticed him at the beginning, because only this person clung to him tightly, and the others had been thrown away for a long time.

"Yes, it can keep up with my speed..." Pan Hongsheng smiled and habitually wanted to light a cigarette, but the afterglow of the corner of his eyes saw the ban on smoking next to him and put it away.

"It's really tasteful to choose this kind of place as your own cemetery." The cloakman laughed in a strange voice, as if there was something in his throat that he couldn't cough out and couldn't swallow: "Ha ha, get rid of you first, and then your subordinates!"

At the same time, Zhang Bowen and others were also being chased by the cloakman. He shouted to Cang Dongtian during the march: "Uncle, this is not the way! Let's separate! Disperse their power!"

Yesterday's battle made him a little afraid of these guys who are good at team fighting. Once the other party is also the kind of character who is skilled and can echo each other's internal energy, the situation is not good.

"Good! Hong Sheng went to the Temple of Heaven. Let's each knock down our opponents and meet there!" After saying that, Cang Dongtian accelerated his speed, and three or four cloaked men immediately followed.

Casio and Shirley have been stopped by four or five cloaks in a field on the outskirts of the city. He and his sister resisted the enemy back to back. These cloaks touched a strange blade in their hands. They looked like a machete, but it was a little larger than the curvature of the machete, which was simply a circle. This weapon was like What causes the killing is really a strange question.

"Well, the blade doesn't work for me!" Casio bumped across without saying a word!

But those people moved like fleas. They scattered and dodged in an instant. When he couldn't turn around, they quickly gathered around...

"Be careful!" Shirley blocked a knife behind her back in time. Her body trembled, and her whole body retreated a few steps!

What a powerful force! Shirley was shocked: This kind of strength can actually consume the body and gas. It seems that these people are not ordinary people!

Casio's heart is also half cold: This... so fast?

As a warrior who has no internal energy and only relies on physical fitness and strength to eat, he certainly knows what his dead hole is.

For general sharp weapon attacks, his body can be defended between toughness.

Over the years, his exercise has made his skin rough, and the cuticle is stronger than ordinary people, but his opponent is obviously not an ordinary person, but a master who pours his inner energy into the sword.

In front of such people, Casio obviously has no advantage.

Shirley can barely use her inner air shield to protect herself; and he can only rely purely on his speed and reaction.

"Be careful, brother! These guys are prepared!" Shirley is very worried about her brother. In this case, Casio is simply a live target and has no ability to protect herself. In the past, the two brothers and sisters cooperated with Casio who was responsible for the front protection and waited for the opportunity to attack. Now this balance has been completely broken.

On the other side of the battlefield, the puppet warlock has stuck one hand in the throat of the last survivor: "How many people do you have? Is it also the person of the Skull Society?"

He was surrounded by the bodies of more than a dozen cloaked men, and several of his own puppets had been destroyed, but this loss was a nocry.

"Humph!" The cloak man spewed out a mouthful of blood. Although he was dying, he was still the hardest: "It's nothing to tell you! In the end, Lord Kadis will kill you all!"

"Kadis?" The puppet warlock raised his eyebrows: "What is he?"

"Haha! You ignorant guys! I don't even know fear! Against Cadiz, one of the thirteen generals of the Skull Society, you have no way to live!"

After saying that, a big mouthful of blood gushed out, and then black blood came out.

He has already been broken by the boulder puppet, and he can't live at all.

The Thirteen Gods... Although the puppet warlock did not know what this person was talking about, he vaguely felt that it would be a fierce battle!

He looked up at the direction of the Temple of Heaven, which was emitting a strong aura, which was obviously caused by the collision of two extremely powerful forces.

"What a terrible power, can Pan Hongsheng cope with it?" The puppet warlock was stunned for a moment, and at this time, the aura in the other direction was rapidly weakening...

Bad thing! A friend is in trouble! He hesitated and turned his head in the other direction.

He thought to himself: Hongsheng must protect himself. I know his strength. Let's help others first!

"Hey! When are you going to run?" Several cloaked men were obviously impatient. Cang Dongtian, who was good at moving quickly, almost took them out of the area and was finally intercepted.

"Hmm, just right!" Cang Dongtian smiled and saw that there was a quagmire everywhere, which was actually a small natural swamp!

The cloak people attacked impatiently! They all have a certain amount of internal qigong power, and once they take action, it is an energy trick!

A series of light balls hit Cang Dongtian, but they were deftly avoided by him. Although he was already hundreds of years old, he was as agile as a young man.

He jumped high, and the sun in the sky made all the enemies who raised their heads dazzled their eyes and temporarily lost their vision!

The cloak stopped attacking because the target disappeared in the chaos.

"Where are the people? Where did he go? These people looked around, but they only saw that the surroundings were empty, not even a ghost!

"Puff!" Before the cloakman could react, he suddenly found that one person was missing in the team, and a shoe was floating on a pile of mud!

"Ah! That's Dongguno's boots! How did he fall in?

Before the speaker finished his voice, something suddenly rushed out of the quagmire and pulled him in in an instant!

"Bastard! He is in the quagmire!" Everyone panicked and attacked the mud, but these muds have been formed in thousands of years. They are extremely soft and sticky. How powerful the power is to become weak on it!

A stormy attack, these people finally stopped.

The surrounding mud pool has not changed at all, and the mud seems to absorb all the attack power.

"Whew!" Suddenly, Cang Dongtian rushed out of the mud, and there was no trace of mud in his clothes!

The cloak man was so scared that he retreated repeatedly: "Is this a monster?"

"Papa." Cang Dongtian sneered and threw something on the ground. Everyone took a closer look and took a breath of cold air: It was actually the ears of the two people just now!

"I didn't want to kill them. I pulled their ears to pull them up, but I didn't expect that they might be destined! So I can't help it..." Cang Dongtian looked at the remaining enemies like a torch: "Say your intentions, or you will end up with them!"

"Huh! You are the only one who wants to use this sneak attack tactic to defeat us? The cloak people didn't seem to buy it. They gathered their inner air one by one, and light balls appeared in the palms of their hands, but they did not attack immediately.

"If I guess correctly, you don't have much strength, do you?" Cang Dongtian smiled and said, "Fear is easy to get out of control. Even martial artists who have experienced hundreds of battles sometimes make such mistakes, don't they?"

The cloaks are like earthy faces...

The ferocious face of Cangdongtian is getting closer and closer in their pupils...