"bite!"
One after another, sharp poisoned daggers stabbed into Chang Ping's red flame armor.
"Bang!"
One head after another exploded, bursting open like seedless watermelons, red and white objects flew everywhere, spraying the masked man behind them in the face.
Chang Ping is now a peak gold warrior with a strength of 60,000 kilograms.
A blow to the head can send these bronze warriors to hell, not to mention the even more powerful slap in the face.
Obviously, Chang Ping was angry.
The masked man in front of him was so frightened that his soul left his body and he retreated desperately.
The people behind didn't know the truth and wanted to help the financier complete the task and get the balance, so they squeezed forward frantically.
"when!"
A small hammer came from behind and hit Chang Ping's helmet.
Blunt weapons can greatly reduce the protective effect of armor and cause considerable damage to the wearer.
Unfortunately, Chang Ping is now a peak gold warrior and has completely mastered the art of transformation. As long as the force of the attack does not exceed thirty tons, he can completely dissolve it.
No matter whether the attacker uses obvious or hidden force, it will be ineffective against him.
"die!"
Chang Ping didn't even turn his head and kicked backwards with a kick that could cut off his descendants, just like a mule or horse kicking its hind legs.
Thirty tons of force multiplied by six times the berserk bonus, and then multiplied by more than twice the leg technique bonus, the force of his kick is three hundred and sixty tons.
It's equivalent to kicking out two blue whales.
With a "hiss", the masked man who attacked from behind was split into two halves, just like the Japanese devils torn apart by the heroes in the anti-Japanese drama.
"Ah! Ah——"
A masked man was frightened to death.
He wanted to run away, but the people behind him squeezed him and prevented him from running.
The madman became furious and stabbed at his teammates who blocked his way with a dagger. He stabbed anyone who blocked his way and quickly cut a bloody path.
Following the path opened by the madman, many people in the inner circle who witnessed the tragic plight of their companions fled frantically.
"Why are you running away? Don't you want the balance?" People in the outside circle still don't understand the seriousness of the matter.
Seeing that the people in the inner circle took the initiative to make room, they did not hesitate to draw the weapons hidden in their sleeves and attacked the target.
The sponsor said that whoever can get Chang Ping's head will receive a reward of one million demon spirit coins.
This is not a small number. It is enough for the family to live a worry-free life for the rest of their lives.
"Brother, I'm sorry, but I'll lend you my head!"
"Don't blame us. Who made you offend someone you shouldn't have offended? You deserve to die."
The second wave of attacks arrived soon.
The Red Flame Monster Armor is not an iron can, and there are many places that are not adequately protected.
Chang Ping only has two hands and two legs. He can only counterattack a limited number of the countless attacks.
"Squeak!"
A cut was made on Chang Ping's arm, and blood immediately gushed out, with the poison quickly flowing into his body through his blood vessels.
Fortunately, Chang Ping is immune to all poisons, so even if the poison invades his heart, it will not affect him at all.
"Die! All of you die!" Chang Ping smashed the enemy in front of him with a right hook, then turned quickly and kicked with a left kick and a right whip kick to eliminate the enemy behind him.
His eyes were bloodshot and his body was covered in blood, like a Shura from hell.
Many masked men hadn't even reacted to what was happening before their eyes went black, their heads exploded, and their legs kicked away, and they ascended to heaven.
"Ah! Murder—"
"The dots are sharp, the wind is strong!" "Ghost! He is a demon who kills people without blinking an eye!"
The surviving people in the outer circle were so scared that they cried for their parents. Now they finally understood why the people in the inner circle were so anxious to escape.
The target was ridiculously powerful. Killing them was as easy as crushing an ant. It was simply beyond the capability of these little bronze warriors to deal with.
The masked men left behind several mutilated corpses and fled.
"What's going on?" Huyan Lanruo was stunned when she saw the masked man who was beaten to a pulp.
More than a hundred people couldn't beat one person, how could they be so useless?
No, it was Chang Ping who was too strong.
Shen Yue hid his head in a dark corner like a turtle.
"Damn it!"
He clenched his fists and became furious.
He emptied out all the pocket money he had saved over the years to hire this group of people, but he failed to kill Chang Ping. Instead, he was beaten like a dog by Chang Ping and fled away.
"Although my people were driven away, Chang Ping won't live long." Shen Yue saw a big cut on Chang Ping's arm. The poison he had tempered on the weapon was very powerful, and it would kill instantly once it came into contact with blood. Even a gold warrior could only resist for a while at most.
Shen Yue stuck his head out again, wanting to see if Chang Ping was dead.
"Fuck!"
A bloody face appeared in front of him, and their eyes met.
Shen Yue was so scared that he sat down on the ground, and his crotch felt warm.
"Chang... Chang Ping?" Shen Yue stuttered as he explained, "It wasn't me who did it. I didn't call the person. It was my elder brother, Shen Fei, who called someone to assassinate you."
If Shen Yue said that they were sent by someone else, Chang Ping might still believe it.
He said it was Shen Fei, but Chang Ping absolutely didn't believe it.
Because Shen Fei had been shot by him.
"Do you think I can't hear you if you speak in a pinched voice?" Chang Ping expressionlessly took out the Desert Eagle and slowly turned on the safety. "I've let you go many times, but you just don't learn your lesson. You have to provoke me and seek death."
Chang Ping touched the wound on his right elbow and saw dark red blood. It seemed that the poison had already seeped into his blood vessels.
A surge of anger gushed out from the top of his head, Chang Ping's hair and beard stood on end, he was completely enraged.
"Chang Ping! Don't!" Shen Xiu's voice suddenly sounded from behind.
She held Chang Ping's waist tightly, stopping him from killing Shen Yue.
"Get lost!" Chang Ping slapped Shen Xiu and sent her flying. "The reason Shen Yue treats human life like grass is that you, as parents, have spoiled him."
He promised Shen Xiu not to kill Shen Yue.
"Bang bang bang bang bang!" Chang Ping fired several shots in succession, breaking Shen Yue's limbs.
He would not kill Shen Yue, he would make Shen Yue's life worse than death.
"Ah - Aunt, save me -" A sharp pain came over him, and Shen Yue howled like a slaughtered pig.
He suddenly couldn't breathe, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.
"Misfortunes sent by heaven can be forgiven, but those brought upon oneself cannot be forgiven." Chang Ping glanced at Shen Yue and took back the Desert Eagle.
At this time, the top leaders of Saint Orchid College who received the news finally arrived.
"Bold Chang Ping! How dare you kill people in the academy? Are you trying to rebel?" Tielang was the first to stand up and accuse Chang Ping. He was holding a Ruyi mixed iron stick.
After emptying his family's savings to purchase this golden weapon, he felt that he was doing well again.
"Just surrender!" Tie Lang swung the Ruyi mixed iron stick and smashed it hard at Chang Ping's helmet.
You bastard, you actually made me kneel down and beg for mercy in public, and became the laughing stock of the whole school. Go to hell!
The stick and the helmet collided with a bang, sparks flying.
Tielang thought Chang Ping would die with his brain bursting, but unexpectedly, Chang Ping seemed to be fine.
"Are you asking me to surrender? Are you asking me to be killed?" Chang Ping showed a row of snow-white teeth and took out the Desert Eagle in a flash.
(End of this chapter)