"I can't even break my skin?"

The strong man laughed: "This kind of thing, the saliva I spit out is stronger than the bald head on the other side. Haven't you heard what I said? Stand there and don't move!"

The Fusang people held their guns, their hands trembled, and there were still people who were unwilling to pull the board.

"Ah! Ah!"

"What the hell, why are bullets useless?"

He shouted and scolded, but unfortunately he was talking about Fusang dialect, so Cheng Yaojin didn't understand a single word.

As for the bald man, he didn't care about Cheng Yaojin's warning. After standing on the platform, he directly activated the elevator switch and shouted: "Stop him!"

Hearing this order, the Fusang people had to grit their teeth and continue shooting.

But the result is conceivable. The bullets hit Cheng Yaojin like a bite of a mosquito, how could it hurt him?

"One word, do it!"

Seeing that these people did not listen to their warnings, Cheng Yaojin was also angry.

He shouted loudly, took a step forward suddenly, and then vomited thick phlegm with force.

Pooh!

After the thick phlegm flew out, it made a deafening sound, and the next moment it arrived in front of the bald man.

Cheng Yaojin is a powerful man at the top of the ninth level. With his realm, he can smooth out a mountain with just a swing of an axe. If he stomps his feet, the river can cut off the flow. If it comes to power, this thick phlegm will definitely exceed the bullet just now.

"Baga!"

Feeling the power of this thick phlegm, the bald man was frightened and humiliated.

I am the top powerhouse of the Great Fusang Empire. Even if the Prime Minister sees me, he will be polite. How dare you deal with me with thick phlegm now?

The next moment, the bald man took a step back toward the side, and the thick phlegm flew past him and directly hit the wall behind him.

Bang!

The wall was poured with steel, and the thick phlegm was hit by the deep hole of fist. Seeing this scene, the Fusang people were almost scared to pee even if the bald man couldn't help but shivered.

"Oh? When you hit me, I don't hide, so you dare to hide?"

Cheng Yaojin glared at him, his strong body suddenly jumped up, and a pair of battle axes rushed straight ahead.

At this time, in the secret room next door

The iron door of the secret room had been pushed open, and even the most secure lock could not block Luo Han's palm. As for the corridor outside the secret room, there were corpses of Fusang people, including soldiers and ninjas.

There were no wounds on these people, and there was no blood on the ground. When facing these people before, Luo Han simply took a step forward, and the terrifying momentum of the True God Realm shocked these people to death on the spot.

Mortals are like ants in front of gods. Whether they are alive or die is just a thought of Luo Han.

In the secret room, Luo Lianyi and his wife looked at Luo Han in a daze.

"You are Luo Han?" Luo Lianyi took a step forward and ignored the body at the door. His eyes were all attracted by Luo Han.

Is this my son Luo Han?

Although the body Luo Han is using now is not the body of the earth, and his appearance is different from Luo Lianyi's son in memory, the family connection from the depths of his soul still makes Luo Lianyi feel strange.

But my son became a vegetative seven years ago, and the doctor once asserted that he would never wake up in his life.

And how could his appearance be?

Also, how did he push open such a thick iron gate? How did he find this place?

My child is just an ordinary person, and even failed to take the college entrance examination because he became a vegetable.

"Dad, mom!"

Luo Han's eyes were slightly red: "Let's leave here first, as for other things, I will explain to you."

Luo Lianyi and his wife looked at each other, and under pressure, they all nodded in their doubts and excitement.

"But kid, how should we get out?" Luo Lianyi asked.

Luo Han smiled slightly and gently placed his hands on his parents' shoulders.

A ripples in space appeared, and the next second, the three of them disappeared into the secret room at the same time.

In another secret room, densely packed fusans rushed in from outside. They were either holding guns or holding fusanthemum swords, and as soon as they appeared, they launched the fiercest attack on Cheng Yaojin.

"Get out of here, a bunch of goshawks!"

Cheng Yaojin was so angry that he turned around and spit out.

Bang!

The spit hit the face of one of the Fusang people, and blood suddenly burst out, and the spit actually smashed the man's head.

"And you said just now, you didn't hear me, right?"

Cheng Yaojin stepped on a man under his feet, which was the bald man before.

I have to say that this bald man is still somewhat powerful, and it should be equivalent to the realm of the fifth and sixth level of the Martial King in the Tianwu Continent. Such strength is like a god-like existence in front of ordinary people. But a pity, he is facing Cheng Yaojin, a top-level ninth-level superlative powerhouse.

In the face of such a gap in strength, he was not even an ant in Cheng Yaojin's eyes.

With just one move, he was slashed to the ground by Cheng Yaojin with an axe, and he didn't even have the power to resist.

"Who are you?" the bald man said awkwardly.

"Hey? In other words, you can understand me?"

Cheng Yaojin glared at him and smashed him with an axe.

Bang! This axe directly smashed the bald man's left arm to pieces.

"ah!"

The strong pain made the bald man scream in pain, but he was tough. While screaming, he still stared at Cheng Yaojin, without any intention of begging for mercy.

"Baga, let Lord Inoue be released!"

"You are surrounded, release people!"

Hearing these scoldings, Cheng Yaojin only felt a group of flies buzzing in his ears, and said angrily: "It's enough to shut up!"

The momentum of the ninth-level supreme peak exploded instantly and pressed towards all directions.

boom!

Rumble!

Under that terrifying momentum, the entire base shaking violently, and even the ground was affected. Huge cracks burst, and some parked cars on the ground fell directly into the cracks and then fell into the base below.

Not only that, even the Fuji Peak in the distance was pulled by momentum, and black smoke actually emerged from the crater, as if magma was about to erupt at any time.

The base also became terrible at this time. The Fusang people who were directly oppressed by the momentum were directly shaken and blood and minced meat were splattered everywhere. The secret room and the corridor outside had long become purgatory filled with blood and corpses.

"Damn it, just say something I can't understand, like a fly!"

Cheng Yaojin spat and his eyes were locked on the bald man again.
Chapter completed!