With the powerful control that a god has over his body, it is impossible for him to fall even if he is placed in a centrifuge for a whole day.
But at this time, Garuda suddenly fell over and suffered a bloody head.
On the high-rise building, the hands of several snipers were trembling, and they were unable to pull the trigger.
That was Garuda, the number one killer in the dark world. For decades, he had never been able to kill anyone he wanted to kill. At this time, in just a few seconds, he was knocked upside down and flew away.
How could they dare to take action against such a person?
More importantly, no matter how they aimed, they could not locate the target. In this case, it was impossible to hit the target.
Amidst the screams of the crowd, Garuda slowly raised his head, and his body that lost control slowed down a little.
"Brahma, Brahma..."
His face was trembling.
This was not the shock in his heart, but his muscles and bones, which were shaking crazily to release force until now.
The force of this collision was so weird that even he could not remove it. He could only let it tremble and fluctuate, and within a short period of time, he could not move at all.
He knew that this was because An Qisheng had no murderous intention.
Otherwise, at this time, the bones and fascia of his whole body would have been shattered.
Such power is something no one can possess.
Pa da ~
At this time, a piece of wood fell in front of him.
Garuda was startled.
It was a locust wood token engraved with a certain pattern.
What's this?
.......
"Garuda, defeated..."
On the observation deck, Yan Changsha's eyelids trembled, and he finally stood up, unable to stand any longer.
"What? Jia Luo Lou was defeated so quickly?"
All the other masters of the Begging Society were in an uproar.
Garuda is the number one killer on the dark web. He has traveled the underground world for decades, and his dead souls range from gang bosses to warlord leaders. He has never failed.
He is known as the most murderous master among the gods.
None of them thought he could kill An Qisheng, but how long had it been before he was already defeated?
You know, that man has been running all the way for a long time and has fought countless battles. Could it be that his physical strength is endless?
"Leader, we are in trouble this time."
The old man on the left knocked on his pipe and stood up, looking at Yan Changsha: "Your decision may not be the right choice, but now that the matter has come to this, there must be an end to it!"
Conflict is inevitable, or in other words, the Begging Association has never thought of avoiding conflict from the beginning to the end.
Blood debts must be repaid with blood, which is an eternal truth.
"That's right! I, the Begging Society, have been established for three hundred years. I have never surrendered to the big powers on the battlefield, nor have I bowed to other countries when I moved overseas. I'm just one person! If we stand shoulder to shoulder, he may not be able to pick us!"
A short middle-aged man stood up and shouted.
His voice was loud and clear, and he already had profound attainments in vocal skills, but everyone could hear the fear in it.
What shoulder to shoulder may not be able to pick us?
Do you think that person is Zhang Sanfeng?
Immediately, someone felt unhappy, but it was the tall black man who was two meters tall and as burly as a black bear:
"Kou Tianjiao, are you scared to death?! All of us surrounded and killed one person. If this news spreads, won't we be ridiculed by other overseas organizations!"
"Kratos!"
Kou Tianjiao took action.
There are many factions in the Begging Society. Masters of different skin colors and countries don't like each other. Conflicts are common.
"enough!"
Yan Changsha snorted coldly.
The powerful spirit shook, and everyone shut their mouths.
"The Qi Taoist Association relies on a group to establish itself overseas. If the leader is killed without making a sound, there will be no need to exist in the overseas underground world!"
Yan Changsha glanced at everyone with cold eyes:
"The sun never sets, France and France are passing by, Golden Eagle Country, Italy Country, they have suppressed us many times and we have survived. We are just one person, what should we be afraid of?"
Based overseas.
Just four words, how many hardships and killings are contained in them?
There are many countries overseas, and the situation is extremely complicated. Terrorist organizations, killer organizations, large chaebols, and countless large families want to seize territory. Why?
"That's right! What does my Taoist Association and Longcheng Group have a market value of nearly one trillion? Is it because of concessions?"
The old pipe smoker Geng Chenglong also nodded:
"No matter whether he is a human or a god, if he dares to come to you, you will have to pay the price!"
Geng Chenglong is very old and very senior. When he was young, he was the number one person who dared to fight and kill. Before Mu Longcheng, he had the most vicious reputation.
He was the first one to shave the heads of some big shots!
"Oh? Pay the price? What price are you going to make me pay? And how are you going to make me pay the price?"
The crowd seemed to have just been aroused when they suddenly heard a calm voice.
Everyone's expressions changed.
Looking down along the observation deck.
I saw a person walking in front of the tall iron tower in the huge Champ de Mars Square.
At this time, the sun was heading west, and the falling sunlight stretched his figure very long.
At this time, there were a lot of people on the Champ de Mars Square, and various tourists were still taking photos and playing. However, he walked alone and attracted everyone's attention.
It seems that he is the center of the world!
More than a thousand meters away, everyone could actually hear the low footsteps like drums.
An Qisheng!
Inexplicable depression was brewing in everyone's hearts.
"Pretend to be a ghost!"
In a state of depression, Geng Chenglong snorted coldly:
"Show the old man how great you are?"
After that, he turned around and went out.
Yan Changsha took a deep look at An Qisheng, who was walking in the square, and then turned around and went out.
Huhu~
A gentle stream of warm air blew across his cheeks.
An Qisheng looked calmly at the masters of the Begging Club who were filing out in front of the iron tower.
Yan Changsha, Geng Chenglong, Kratos, Kou Tianjiao...
It seems that all the most well-known masters of the Begging Society are here. It seems that their spies in the country are very impressive...
The masters of the Begging Association were all majestic and cold. Dozens of them stood together, which immediately caused the nearby tourists to retreat, avoid, and not dare to get close.
"An Qisheng!"
Several hundred meters away, Geng Chenglong took a step forward and shouted angrily: "You killed me, the leader of the Begging Association. We haven't even sought revenge yet, but how dare you come knocking on our door?!"
With this sound, the air flow danced wildly, like an air cannon exploding in the air.
Visitors who are closer can only feel their ears buzzing and vibrating.
"Why don't you dare?"
An Qisheng kept walking. Hearing this, he just responded lightly:
"You have lived for a long time. Although your qualifications are shallow and you have not yet seen the gods, you should know that those who see the gods seek good luck and avoid disasters. The cicadas will wake up before the autumn wind moves. Although you have not targeted me, I will not wait until you target me. I will take revenge again."
Kill people and kill the heart, cut off the grass and root out the roots.
This is an eternal truth in martial arts. Although there is no martial arts in the ordinary sense in today's world, where there are people, there are martial arts.
The Begging Society is vaguely known as the number one terrorist organization in the world.
Mu Longcheng's death will inevitably lead to revenge. Everyone knows this, and he naturally understands it.
Although Daxuan is the two poles of the world and is a restricted area for mercenaries, it may not be able to prevent all revenge.
Therefore, it is very necessary for An Qisheng to eliminate future troubles.
By the time it happens, it will be too late.
"you!"
Geng Chenglong looked angry.
"alright."
Yan Changsha had already taken a step forward, covered him behind him, looked at An Qisheng, and said calmly:
"A kindness must be repaid and avenge must be repaid. At this moment, there is no point in saying anything else. Whatever tricks you have, I will naturally follow them one by one."
"good!"
An Qisheng nodded slightly and took one step forward.
