For anyone, even those who specialize in physical training and make their bodies extremely powerful, the position of their neck is always a critical point.
Once this place is choked by someone, whether it is the throat of fate or the back of fate, it basically means that it has fallen into the control of others.
In just an instant, the beard fell into the control of others, which showed that he was almost killed instantly.
Only then did he realize that the gap in strength between him and his opponent was far greater than he imagined! This gap in strength cannot be offset by one or two trump cards.
He didn't even have a chance to show his trump card! From the moment Lu Wu felt that his neck was about to be grabbed, he had no chance to react and could only accept it.
However, before the opponent's hand could catch him, a rescue force arrived in the blink of an eye! "Keep someone under your command!"
A somewhat gentle voice sounded, and at the same time, the fatal blow to the bearded throat had been blocked! "How can I say that Xiongtai is a senior and an expert in his field? How can he be as knowledgeable as a junior?"
Beside the bearded man, a guy in white clothes and a white mask appeared at some point. It was he who blocked the fatal blow of the living god.
"Even if a fly comes and buzzes in my ear, I will slap it to death without thinking that I shouldn't be like a fly."
The living god's tone was very light, but the content was unceremonious and he directly called the beard a fly.
Perhaps in his eyes, the beard is really just a fly.
After all, he can directly succeed with one strike, leaving the latter completely unable to resist. Such crushing strength is really not much different from swatting a fly.
But Luo Hu is also a master of the Immortal Society, and he is also the person in charge of this operation of the Immortal Society.
Insulting him is equivalent to insulting the Changsheng Society, which means insulting all the masters of the Changsheng Society.
Most people can't tolerate it.
But the man in white didn't seem to notice this and remained very calm.
Of course, his face was covered with a mask, and there was no expression on his face, but he exuded a calm and gentle temperament, as if he really didn't care about the humiliation of the Immortal Society.
"protector!"
The bearded man was frightened and thankful at the same time, and quickly bowed to the people around him.
His status in the Immortal Society is not low, otherwise he would not have the opportunity to lead a group of people to carry out such an important task.
But compared with the person who suddenly appeared next to him, both his strength and status were inferior by more than one dimension.
This person is one of the few big bosses in the Immortal Society, and he is also one of the top combat powers of the Immortal Society, the guardian! Judging from the name, you can tell that he and the controller Lu Fan met before on Hong Kong Island should be in similar situations.
But in fact, those with some status within the Immortal Society know that controllers are still inferior to guardians.
The controller belongs to the outer layer of the core layer, and the number of people on his layer is relatively large.
The guardian is the inner layer of the core circle. At his level, even in the Immortal Society, there are only a few people.
Each of them can be regarded as a treasure of the Immortal Society.
If one of the outer bosses loses, the Immortal Society will feel pain, but it will not go crazy.
But if one of the inner-level bosses is killed, everyone on the Immortal Council will go completely crazy, and they will even take revenge at all costs.
Therefore, they also attach great importance to the protection of their bosses.
The person who was assigned to take charge of this matter was none other than this guardian. He was responsible for the protection of all the missions of the Immortal Society, so he had the title of guardian.
As for his real name, he hasn’t used it for a long time, maybe even he himself doesn’t remember it! "I have told you a long time ago that you must respect your seniors. If you dare not respect your seniors, your seniors will naturally teach you a lesson."
The guardian's attitude towards beards doesn't seem to be very good, and is even a little cold.
But even if his attitude were several times worse, Beard would not complain at all.
After all, this time he came out to perform the mission, it can be declared a complete failure.
If the guardian hadn't appeared to save him, he would be a dead man now, and none of the men he brought could escape.
Although this failure was due to an intelligence error, after all, the intelligence obtained by the Immortal Society previously estimated the strength of the living gods at a very low level, which also led to the Immortal Society as a whole being somewhat underestimating the enemy.
But this is no excuse.
As the main person in charge of this mission, Bearded Beard did not consider all possibilities in advance and did not make targeted arrangements. This was his failure.
This kind of failure will be severely punished in the Immortal Society.
So the guardian's cold voice sounded like celestial music to the bearded ears.
Because this seemed to mean that the guardian understood his failure.
Maybe he won't be punished?
The bearded man fantasized in his heart.
Of course, he didn't slow down.
"I'm sorry, I was wrong."
If you make a mistake, you must admit it immediately, and your attitude must be as sincere as possible, so as to gain the opportunity for forgiveness.
"Apologise to seniors."
The guardian gestured.
Although he didn't know the need to apologize to his enemies, the bearded man still didn't dare to disobey the boss of the organization.
He took two steps forward, clasped his hands in front of him, and bowed deeply, his head almost hitting the ground, to show his sincerity.
"Senior, this junior is ignorant. I have offended you before. I hope you, sir, will stop arguing with me!"
Not to mention the beard, even a living immortal couldn't figure out what this guardian meant.
It was obvious that everyone was already hostile, and it seemed unlikely that there would be any easing.
In this case, what's the point of being so hypocritical?
The living god himself did not like this kind of hypocrisy, and he was too lazy to deal with it. He just snorted coldly and even turned his body to one side to show that he did not fully accept the other party's salute.
Lu Fan, who was hiding far away, seemed to be deep in thought when he saw all this.
He temporarily had a small idea about the guardian's behavior, but he was not very sure.
But it doesn't matter, anyway, he is on the sidelines now. Whatever the people over there do has nothing to do with him and will not affect him.
It's really fun to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight.
Lu Fan moved slightly, adjusted to a more comfortable position, and continued watching.
