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Chapter 565 Shadow Squad, Pawn! 【Ask for a gift, ask for a full order】

Everyone in Pablo Escobar's shadow troops exudes a thick bloody atmosphere, and Pablo Escobar's face is also extremely gloomy.

"Hahaha~ Joke, am I so easy to kill? Just you alone, what big waves can you make?"

Suddenly, Pablo Escobar laughed out loud like a psychopath, full of brutality and confidence, with arrogance.

This is the first time I heard a person say in his own territory, spare himself from dying.

This is no big joke.

"Are you sure?" The cold voice sounded slowly, and then they were no longer facing the normal world.

The overwhelming murderous aura pressed towards them like substance, and the blood-red skull mask seemed to come alive at this moment.

It seems to be smiling at everyone.

The whole world at this moment is red, and Zhuang Ming is like a red devil who has just crawled out of hell.

Those empty eyes looked at them indifferently, as if looking at a group of dead people.

Pablo Escobar only felt his scalp explode. What kind of monster is this?

How many people does this have to kill?
What's the matter with this endless murderous aura?

It can't really be that damn organization, can it?
But he just asked, obviously not!
At this moment, the guards downstairs rushed up with guns. Although it felt that something was wrong in the room, this was not the time for them to think about it. It was their duty to protect Pablo Escobar. Task.

"Kill him!" Pablo Escobar's eyes flashed, and he shouted coldly.

No matter what monster it was, it was unforgivable to be so arrogant in front of him.

How about knowing his strength?
It's just killing some of his ordinary elite men, although the speed is a little faster, and the knife is a little sharper.

The others are nothing to be afraid of.

"Hehe~ I hate being pointed at with a gun." Like a sentence, Zhuang Ming's cold laughter rang out in the air.

No sneering, no other emotion of any kind.

It just makes people feel the endless cold laughter, just like a machine playing, it can't help but make people's anus tight.

This meant that Zhuang Ming was ready to kill.

Disappeared on the sofa out of thin air, appearing in the crowd behind him.

Pablo Escobar was horrified when his so-called elite private army was chopped up.

Have 30 seconds?
No, no, at most 20 seconds!
His eyes could not lock onto Zhuang Ming's figure at all.

Not a single shot was fired.

These elites cultivated from the battlefield and killing are
Zhuang Ming wearing a skull mask slowly walked out of the crowd. Although he couldn't see a trace of expression, Pablo Escobar could feel Zhuang Ming's bloodthirsty smile at this time.

puff~

Like the starting gun of an athlete, following the sound, blood flowers bloomed from Zhuang Ming's back.

Bloody heads shot up into the sky like rubber balls.

Puff ~ puff ~ puff ~
Boom!Boom!Boom!
A hundred flowers bloom, in Pablo Escobar's office.

Just like a rain of blood, beautiful and moving.

These are the last blooms of his minions, at the cost of their lives.

From the moment Zhuang Ming appeared, this scene was doomed.

Zhuang Ming once gave Pablo Escobar a choice, but he gave up.

Those who become kings must be conceited.

Because that position has eroded his heart, the former humility and bravery have long since disappeared, leaving only excessive conceit.

"We can sit down and talk." Pablo Escobar said in a deep voice at this time.

Unfortunately.
"I'm not interested anymore."

Zhuang Ming's icy voice made his eyes shrink suddenly. He didn't expect Zhuang Ming to be so confident that even he, an S-level genetic warrior, would
Zhuang Ming not only said it, but also did it!

In an instant, the figure had flashed in front of him, and his arms seemed to have escaped into the void.

The pitch-black Tang Dao suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, as if the space had been cut open, it was a mysterious space turbulence.

Pablo Escobar felt that he had fallen into the greatest crisis in history at this time. Even if he met an S-level genetic soldier sent by the sea eagle country when he had not yet reached the S-level, he would not so dangerous.

The hairs of the whole person stood on end in an instant, and the dark sense of crisis seemed to make him even more urgent. His eyes instantly turned completely black, and his broad body suddenly shrunk by a large circle. Adult clothes are very conspicuous.

While blocking the front with both arms, the legs retreated wildly.

Teng Teng Teng ~
Zhuang Ming didn't expect Pablo Escobar to have this skill. Not only did he shrink in size, but he also seemed to be a little younger.

Like a midget.

But in an instant, Tang Dao was forced to change direction.

"Keng~"

It struck Pablo Escobar's arm, and there was a metallic sound.

"Stop him!" Before Zhuang Ming recovered, Pablo Escobar's cold voice sounded.

His shadow guard immediately rushed up without fear of death.

But Pablo Escobar himself ran towards his apartment quickly, and didn't get bigger, but the big clothes didn't seem to stop him at all.

Zhuang Ming was not in a hurry, anyway, he destroyed the helicopter on the roof.

Where else could he go?

Of these eight people, the weakest of each is a B-level genetic warrior, and the strongest is an A-level.

This big drug lord Pablo Escobar is really a talent!
There are so many masters gathered, and they are still determined.

Even though he himself fled, these people remained dutifully.

No one followed, and they looked deathly as if they were at home.

This brainwashing technique works quite well.

It's a pity. Dragging the knife!
Zhuang Ming's eyes glowed red!

These people must die today!

The knife dragging style is just an extension of the most basic knife technique. After becoming stronger this time, this knife dragging style is used for the first time.

The next scene that even surprised Zhuang Ming appeared.

The knife collided with a shadow guard holding a special dagger in front of him.

No accident, of course, cut off directly, and this guy's head, the knife dragging style did not end, and directly continued to cut off the fist of the second person.

But
In the next moment, five people were divided into two halves!

After the fist of the second shadow guard was cut off, Tang Dao obviously couldn't touch his body.

But his body was indeed cut off directly by a Tang knife.

From the right shoulder to the left shoulder, the entire wound was smooth as silk.

And the same goes for the other three.

Obviously there is still a distance.

But it seemed to be cut off directly by an invisible energy.

The eyes of the five dead people were wide open, full of disbelief, and they didn't even know how they died.

(End of this chapter)