"Mr. Jin, that thin boy is too strong. These ordinary gangsters are simply going to die." The hook-nosed man stood outside the black "Light Energy Hyundai" car and said carefully.

"It's okay, these gangsters who lick blood from the knife will die sooner or later. It's their glory to die for me, the new master." Kim Ki-min said calmly, "They just need to consume that kid's power."

"The rest of our team members will also sneak attacks among the gangsters."

"Continue to consume." Kim Ki-min nodded, "I will have a surprise for him."

In the underground interrogation room of the mosque, there were so many corpses on the ground that they were about to pile up, but the black suits pouring in at the entrance did not stop.

The silent Lu Xuan defeated the surging black tide one punch after another, and his shockingly destructive punch seemed to be inexhaustible.

Li 9 behind Lu Xuan frowned slightly. The strong smell of blood in the interrogation room made her feel very uncomfortable. She was about to close her eyes and rest, and suddenly opened her eyes wide because she saw the "acquaintance".

Li 9 knew all the seven "black suits" that rushed in. It was they who made Li 9 fall into Kim Ki-min's clutch.

Lu Xuan also keenly realized that the combat pressure on these seven "black suits" was different from the previous ones.

"Xiao Xuan, they are from Group 23!" While Li 9 reminded him, seven machetes with cold light flew out of their hands, and they rotated and attacked Li 9 from different angles.

Lu Xuan frowned and suddenly retreated. He almost pressed against Li 9.

With a simple "White Crane Stretches its wings", all the machetes that flew into the air were shattered by his palm press.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!" Seven heavy punches hit Lu Xuan firmly. While the black suits threw out the machete, they prepared to go back. Lu Xuan pulled the machete gap for Li 9, and indeed they succeeded in sneak attacking.

Blood flowed out from the corner of Lu Xuan's mouth. Although his physical strength was so strong that he was close to the innate level 6 master, he was not an indestructible body of Vajra. Each punch exceeded 1,000KG and some even reached more than 2,000KG. The seven punches hit him firmly, which still caused his blood to churn and he was severely injured.

None of the seven "black suits" who successfully attacked were happy, because they thought that after the sneak attack, the thin boy would die suddenly, but his body could not move except for his bloody mouth.

Even if he suffered a heavier attack, Lu Xuan's body could not be shaken, because behind him was Li 9 who had protected him for so many years.

If his body falls back a little, Li 9 will definitely be affected by a powerful shock and die tragically. He cannot shift left and right, which will give the "black suits" the chance to directly attack Li 9.

Although the "black suits" succeeded in one blow, they felt deeply afraid. The body of the thin boy who was still unmoved was as strong as a monster. The solid ground under his feet was crushed by him. It was obvious that the thin boy used footwork such as "stabilizing the stake" to stabilize his body in order not to retreat.

If one blow fails, take another blow and see how many blows he can withstand.

The "black suits" had a tacit understanding and punched each other again, but Lu Xuan's movements were faster than them. He stretched forward with lightning with both hands and grabbed both arms.

The owner of the two arms let out a shrill scream at the same time, and the two strong arms were pulled down like Lu Xuan.

At the same time, Lu Xuan had a "head hammer", and his forehead was heavily pressed against the face of the tall blonde man closest to him. With a "bang", the blonde man's head exploded.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!" Another four fists hit Lu Xuan, who could not move.

Although Lu Xuan killed three black suits in one fell swoop, this tough and tough style made the remaining four "black suits" succeed again.

"Wow", Lu Xuan could no longer help but spit out a mouthful of blood, but his thin body was still not shaken at all.

"Xiao Xuan!" Li 9 cried again.

"Don't cry." Lu Xuan wiped off the blood that gushed out of his nose and said lightly, "I said that as long as I am here, no one can hurt you!"

The remaining four "black suits" were almost desperate. The second joint attack only made the thin boy spit out a mouthful of blood. They knew that if they continued to attack like this, they would have to die in vain and at the same time they wanted to retreat.

But Lu Xuan would not let them leave just now. He raised his right leg and made a muffled sound. The "serial leg" of the Chinese ancient martial arts "serial mandarin duck legs" made four "black suits" who wanted to escape without any health spitting blood. The kicked bodies shot backwards like four shells. The four corpses fell deeply into the broken wall from different angles.

Li 9 didn't say much. She knew that no matter what she said, Lu Xuan would stand in front of her and never leave. She just hoped that the attack would end soon.

Three more people walked in, but their pace was not as hurry as the previous black suits. Moreover, the three of them were dressed in strange clothes, wearing black tights like "frogman diving suits", and a cold gas mask on their faces.

"Not good." Lu Xuan felt something was wrong.

The battle pressure of these three people is even stronger than the previous seven "black suits". It seems that they should be the killer weapon of Korean fat people and the strongest combat power of the 23rd.

The three "frogmen" were not in a hurry to attack, and they kept exchanging positions in front of Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan, who was standing in front of Li 9, was unwilling to act rashly. He looked at the three people in front of him coldly as he kept bleeding from his nose.

Three "frog men" swiped out three black lights to bypass Lu Xuan and attack Li 9 behind him. Lu Xuan didn't even look at it. As soon as he fucked the void with his right hand, he grabbed the three black chains firmly in his hand.

"Okay!" The three frogmen were overjoyed when they saw Lu Xuan taking the hook. They saw their wrists tremble, and the three black chains wrapped around Lu Xuan's body like a "steel net".

Outside the mosque, Kim Ki-min in the black modern light energy car gently flew the cigarette butt in his hand, "igniting it."

The broken mosque, which had been poured with gasoline, was ignited after a moment!
Chapter completed!