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Chapter 482: A Strong Enemy Comparable to Qin Shihuang

"Is anyone coming in again?"

The middle-aged man seemed a little surprised when he saw us, but he quickly smiled slightly and let go of the dragon dragged behind him. A powerful force came, which shocked us almost unstable.

"roar!"

Seeing the middle-aged man treating his companions like this, the dragon next to the pool was furious, raised his head and prepared to attack.

"Tsk tsk, little snake, don't move, be careful I will ruin you!" The middle-aged man's expression remained unchanged, and he raised his right hand and stood in front of his chest. But such a simple action directly shocked the dragon, making it roar twice unwillingly, but did not immediately go forward to attack.

"Who are you?" Fatty Wang swallowed a mouthful of saliva. The middle-aged man brought us even more oppressive than Xu Fu and Qin Shihuang.

"hehe!"

The middle-aged man did not answer, but chuckled and two words appeared from his nostrils.

"This senior, we were also accidentally involved here, and we had no malice. It's just that this place is weird, and can we point out a way for us?" Sun Guofu clasped his fists and asked the middle-aged man with a respectful expression.

"hehe!"

The disdainful expression in the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly became stronger and his nostrils were almost tilted to the sky.

"Ahem, that, this hero!" Boss Yang coughed dryly, touched his body, and finally found something that looked like a police badge and said, "I am an employee of the relevant national department. You can see that this hero should be Chinese. Chinese people have always been patriotic. We suffer from this, so please help me."

"hehe!"

The middle-aged man said that the word "hehe" was like this, and his eyes were filled with disdain, as if in his eyes we were all inferior animals.

"Haha, do you believe it or not, Fatty Master, I jumped you with a shot?" Fatty Wang became popular. He was always the only one who teased others. How could he be the other person's turn to treat him like this? So he raised his rifle in his hand and pretended to be vicious and looked at the man.

The middle-aged man saw Fatty Wang’s actions and turned around slowly, then stretched out a finger and shook it: “The gun is useless to me!”

"You are the ones who are you?" Fatty Wang was so angry that he pulled the trigger with one hand. A "bang" sounded, and a bullet immediately shot at the middle-aged man's head.

A "ding" sounded immediately, and the bullets seemed to hit some metal, making a crisp and bright sound.

We looked at it carefully and then we were surprised to find that the man raised his right hand at some point and clamped the bullet with two fingers.

"Damn, the Fire Cloud Evil God?" Fatty Wang took two steps back and looked at the middle-aged man with an incredible look on his face.

The middle-aged man sneered, and his fingers were simply bounced. The bullet "whistled" and flew out directly, then shot into a big tree next to him: "I originally wanted to keep you, but you are really too weak. So, die!"

Before he could finish his sentence, his figure disappeared immediately. The next moment, he had already appeared in front of Fatty Wang. But at this moment, a black shadow suddenly squeezed over and pushed Fatty Wang aside.

It's that dragon!

It had quietly lurked its tail at some point, and suddenly launched an attack, directly rescued Fatty Wang, and tightly wrapped the middle-aged man's body.

In the flying soil, the dragon rushed towards the middle-aged man with a huge roar like an arrow from the string. In just a moment, its head had already jumped in front of the middle-aged man, and saliva flowed down the corner of his mouth.

The dragon's two huge fangs had already poked out, flashing with a sharp and terrifying cold light. There was no doubt that it was angry by the actions of the tiny creature in front of it.

But what was unexpected was that the middle-aged man didn't even look at the dragon, but just shook his head slightly.

With the shocking roar, the two giant palms on the dragon's body slapped together. Before they could touch the middle-aged man's head, a strong wind had already sucked his hair. If this palm hit, it would probably be even a tank that could be shot into a discus.

The shrill roar of wind suddenly sounded, and we had a flash of eyes. Before we could see clearly, the middle-aged man had no idea how to get rid of the entanglement of the dragon's body. Then, he saw the dragon's palms slapped at him, and actually raised his hands and went up to it.

A "click" sounded, something incredible happened.

The middle-aged man's seemingly small right palm actually cut off the forefoot palm of the dragon without any effort. The next moment, the sound of muffled impact sounded and the flash of lightning flashed in the middle-aged man slapped the dragon's chest and abdomen one after another. Then he turned over, stood proudly with his hands behind his back, and ignored the other dragon palm he slapped.

Under our stunned gaze, a thick blood fountain spurted out from the dragon's mouth. The dragon's palm softly hung less than a foot on the middle-aged man's forehead. With a loud bang, the giant beast fell to the ground, and its heavy body trembled slightly from the nearby ground.

Instant kill, absolutely instant kill.

This scene brought us a very strong visual impact. You know, even when Qin Shihuang, who turned into Li Mengfan, could only fight and retreat when facing the black dragon, he could not kill the middle-aged man like a calm and gentle man. Then, how powerful is this middle-aged man? Could it be that he is also a person who has lived from ancient times to the present?

"After leaving this pool, you're just a reptile!" After killing the dragon in seconds, the middle-aged man sneered in a high spirit, and then turned his eyes to us.

"It's still early today, I plan to play with you. In this way, you will pick me up and I will let you go if you survive." His deep contemptuous eyes made us feel unwilling to accept it. In the face of absolute strength, we were so humiliated, but we couldn't even raise the slightest thought of resistance.

"I can play with you!" Just when we were at a loss, the young man Monogu stepped forward and stood opposite the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man raised his hand like a doll, lifting his hand, his movements were straight and stiff, and his shocking palms were flushed except for his thumb, and his fingers were like iron shovels.

"It looks like you are pretty good! Three moves, I will let you go after taking my three moves!" said the middle-aged man in a playful tone.

The young man from the Youbo bottle didn't answer, and his right leg was already rising like a poisonous snake, and rushed towards the middle-aged man's head. The sharp sound of wind caused us to look sideways.

The middle-aged man sneered, raised his hand to meet him, and slashed the leg of the guy Mono's oil bottle with one hand.

A "click" sounded, and the always invincible leg of Brother Mono's legs was cut off by a palm. While the broken leg fell to the ground, Brother Mono's legs gritted his teeth and twisted his body, and actually pushed the ground with one leg. He twisted his waist and pulled up, and his other leg swept out. At the same time, he poked out his right hand, and his two slender and hard fingers were buckled straight into the middle-aged man's eyes.
Chapter completed!
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