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Chapter 206

Hearing Huang Chunhua's words, Gao Shang couldn't help but feel nervous, and his whole body became nervous. His eyebrows were also tightly locked into the word "chuan".

Huang Chunhua's words brought him a strong danger signal. Gao Shang couldn't help but subconsciously grasp An Ziqi's little hand tightly and prepare to escape at any time.

An Ziqi was also very nervous. This time she had no time to care about Gao Shang eating her tofu. Her little hand had become extremely cold without a trace of temperature, and she also secreted countless fine cold sweats. Only when Gao Shang held it this time could she feel a little safe.

As expected, Huang Chunhua struggled to get up and break free from the encirclement of these people, dragged his sore body and staggered towards them.

A chilling murderous intent flashed in Gao Shang's eyes. It seems that this guy has really had a conspiracy and has already discovered their whereabouts. If he doesn't get rid of this guy quickly, it will definitely be a disaster in the future.

At this moment, Gao Shang secretly condensed a stream of extremely pure mental power in his palm, intending to use this extremely high-purity mental power to hit Huang Chunhua's head directly. At the least, it turns him into dementia, and at the worst, it directly kills him on the spot.

However, when Huang Chunhua rushed to them, Gao Shang suddenly discovered that hundreds of gangsters holding baseball bats and machetes behind him, as well as the dozen special forces carrying machine guns, also rushed towards them.

Gao Shang couldn't help but feel excited, subconsciously clenched An Ziqi's cold little hand, and turned around and wanted to escape quickly.

Although it would be no problem to kill all of these people with his current strength. However, Yin Ruolan once told him that the strong dragon will not suppress the local snake. The power behind this Borderless Super Power Research Organization is still unknown. If Gao Shang showed his power here, he would expose his true strength. Then if they looked back, they would be dangerous if they developed a way to restrain themselves and stayed at a critical moment.

What's more, although the gangsters carrying machetes were all mobs, the ten special forces behind were carrying real hard guys.

Although Gao Shang himself was not afraid of this human bullet, An Ziqi behind him was still half a physical body after all. Gao Shang was not sure whether a cultivator who had practiced for about a month could withstand the ruthless bullet with his body and spirit. But no matter what, he did not dare to let An Ziqi, who had a delicate skin and tender flesh, be this jealous mouse.

At that moment, Gao Shang quickly turned around and was about to leave this place of trouble. Huang Chunhua had already rushed over and grabbed An Ziqi's ankle desperately, causing her to scream subconsciously.

No matter how hard An Ziqi kicked him several times, Huang Chunhua refused to let go. He knew that Gao Shang and An Ziqi were his only scapegoats now. If these soldiers could not catch these two people, they might really throw him into the volcano and turn them into ashes.

After Huang Chunhua's candy-like delaying tactics, the group of gangsters behind him also took the opportunity to surround him. In desperation, Gao Shang had to gather all his strength to kick Huang Chunhua away, and then protected An Ziqi behind him and prepared for the battle.

The black man in the lead, holding a gun and expressionless face, walked over first, pointed at the gun that had been loaded in his hand like a threat, and spoke a lot of foreign languages ​​that Gao Shang and An Ziqi could not understand.

Soon, the silver-haired man came over just now, and said coldly in a speech of crappy and stiff Chinese: "Don't struggle anymore, surrender quickly and confess to leniently. We may spare you a way out."

Gao Shang's mouth raised slightly forty-five degrees, showing a cruel smile. He seemed to be laughing at the innocence of this silver-haired man, and also as if he was laughing at the overestimation of his ability.

When the big hands, who looked like little gangsters, saw Gao Shang's frivolous appearance, they were already angry and wanted to rush over and tear Gao Shang to pieces. However, the next second, they were all like bones that had been removed from their bodies, and immediately turned into mud and fell to the ground. For a moment, on the originally lively battlefield, there were only four people who could stand - Gao Shang, An Ziqi, the silver-haired man, and the leading black man.

The black man was so scared that he looked around for a long time, staring at Gao Shang with his cow eyes and couldn't speak. After a long time, he squeezed out the simplest Mandarin: "Did you kill them?"

The silver-haired man was not as panicked as a black man. Not only was he not filled with tension, but his face was filled with an excited smile. At that moment, he also shouted a loud foreign language in the direction of the eleven camps just now.

Gao Shang looked coldly at the face of the water, and more than twenty people rushed over and prepared to die.

After the test just now, he had roughly figured out the strength of the people here. In terms of fighting skills alone, these gangsters looked even worse than A Sheng, the thug of the Guili Gang.

This means that no matter how many people the silver-haired man called, it was just a matter of sending sheep into the tiger's mouth. In front of noble people, ordinary gangsters were weaker than cannon fodder, and they could kill them in seconds with just one look.

At that moment, Gao Shang stood here with his arms folded and looked at another group of people running out of the village. However, when Gao Shang saw the things that he had never seen in his hands, he felt a bad premonition from the bottom of his heart.

Each of the group held something similar to a lightning rod, but it was much smaller than the lightning rod, about the length of the forearm and the thickness of the branches. After surrounding Gao Shang, each of them tacitly inserted the lightning rod into the ground, and then used their respective bodies to fill the gap between the needles.

What frightened Gao Shang was that in this circle composed of lightning rods, Gao Shang could no longer use his most proud and most practical mental power.

Looking at Gao Shang's incredibly confused look, the silver-haired man couldn't help laughing loudly as if he had succeeded in his plan and said, "Guang Shang, do you think I don't know you? You killed two of our forwards. In order to deal with your superpower, our organization has been deliberately doing things and has been studying it for a long time. How about it, this magic needle is not bad, right?"

An Ziqi beside her didn't know what was going on. Seeing Gao Shang's frowning look, she felt a bad premonition surged into her heart. When she tried to gather all her mental power but failed, her reaction was even more terrified than Gao Shang.

Gao Shang frowned tightly. This kind of technology is considered an advanced equipment in the Source World. The same principle as the lightning rod, the "stationary needle" mentioned by this silver-haired man is the original name of the "stationary needle" in the Source World, which is the most powerful tool specifically used to weaken the mental power of each other's army when fighting.

It seems that this so-called borderless superpower research organization has really two tricks that even such advanced technology can be made. You know, Donghua has just gained some understanding of Yuan Energy, and it is already one of the very advanced countries in the world. The scientific and technological level of this organization is really much stronger than that of countries.

However, this is true, and it has become increasingly firm in Gao Shang's determination to eliminate him. Judging from the technology that this group of people can develop the God-avoiding Circle, it is only a matter of time before they want to develop a large combat mecha similar to the source world. Gao Shang will never let this happen.

At this moment, the more than 20 people were originally looking at the bodies of their companions who were still timid. But under the tough pressure of the silver-haired man, they could only grit their teeth and grab the machete and baseball bat and walked into the area covered by the God-avoidance ritual.

An Ziqi was extremely nervous. Without mental power, she was just an ordinary little girl, and she could not even control the ever-changing flowers given by Gao Shang. At that moment, seeing these wolves and tigers surrounding her, An Ziqi had to subconsciously hide behind Gao Shang, and secretly begged that this man could use his magic again and take them out of the dangerous predicament.

Gao Shang glanced slightly at the corner of his mouth. Looking at a man who was plucking up his courage to rush towards him, he directly kicked his lower abdomen, causing him to temporarily lose his ability to move. The sharp machete in his hand naturally belonged to Gao Shang.

Gao Shang has always used his mental power to deal with all kinds of powerful enemies and opponents. After all, compared to real guns and real swords, fighting with guns and live ammunition, and using mental power to crush the opponent in the same field, it is obviously much easier to save trouble.

However, not liking to move fists does not mean that noble fists and feet will be poor, and the skills of weapons will be poor.

In the Source World, he is still the highest military officer in the entire army. Although he is not very useful in normal times, he is proficient in swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks.

This time, the machete, which originally seemed very heavy, seemed to have played with flowers in Gao Shang's hands, as if a sword mountain that covered him around was dancing, making the more than 20 people around him not close at all.

Seeing that more than 20 subordinates were dealing with one of them, the silver-haired man couldn't help but change his face slightly. He cursed and snatched a few words. He snatched the gun from the black man beside him, and aimed directly at An Ziqi who was standing beside Gao Shang.
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