"S...S-level stupid comparison?"

There were several cars parked in the middle of the road. On the first one, the bald killer Carlos was in the line. He repeated the sentence with a pale face, obviously very angry.

The other three people in the car were S-level killers from all over the world. The people who were humiliated by Ding Xiaoshan, including them, had the same ugly face.

"Carlos, let's do it. Whoever kills the ghost killer will be the new number one killer, how about it?"

A handsome guy with an eastern hole in the driving seat said gritting his teeth.

With a stroke, he has long bangs. This guy is so handsome, but the stiff Chinese is declaring that he is not a Chinese.

His clothes were also very similar to those of Japanese ninjas. There were several small black boxes on his waist belt, which seemed to be instruments for hidden weapons.

"agree!"

"I agree too!"

Two white European men in the back seat agreed immediately. Both of them had fierce eyes. They were both S-level killers, and their hands were covered with blood.

After the three of them finished speaking, they all looked at Carlos in the passenger seat.

"There is a saying in China that kills each other. I don't want to make trouble to that point, Xiaojiujun." Carlos turned his head and looked at the Japanese man with a gloomy face.

The Japanese man is named Nagahito Kojima. He is currently ranked No. 1 in Japan. He is a master of ninjutsu and often creates miracles that kill targets without people discovering them in the killer world. He is very good at assassination.

"That's what happened in the future." Kojima Nagahito sneered a few times, with a arrogant expression on his handsome face. "Everyone is an S-level killer and has a reputation in the industry. No one wants to be criticized by others, right?"

As soon as he said that, Carlos fell into deep thought.

About ten seconds later, he spoke, "Okay, I agree with your proposal. Whoever can kill Zhang Feng is the new world's number one killer, who wants to compete for this position, and wait a month later, how about?"

This proposal made Kojima Nagahito very satisfied. He immediately took out the walkie-talkie and discussed with the killers in the other three cars.

At this time, Ding Xiaoshan started to yell and scold again...

"Grandma is so fucked by S-level killers. They are hiding in the car one by one. Are you afraid of rain? Just like a girl, don't kill anyone, go home and hide from the quilt and eat breastfeeding!"

Dong Xiaodao next to him could not hold back his laughter. This guy was too hurt and compared the S-level killer to a woman.

Let me ask, who can stand such humiliation as an S-level killer?

"Bang!"

The muffled sound came, and it turned out that someone couldn't stand it anymore. He got out of the car and threw it onto the car door, holding a knife and pointing at Ding Xiaoshan far away.

"Damn fat man, come here and die!"

He is a man who speaks pure Chinese and looks like a Chinese.

Because of his appearance, the atmosphere of the confrontation suddenly changed and became murderous.

"Oh, I don't know if you are bullying me?" Ding Xiaoshan looked very worthy of beating and raised his middle finger to show the other party, "If you have the ability, come over and see if I don't pinch your egg yolk!"

Just like a gangster scolding the street, this guy brought the atmosphere apart again.

The man opposite was obviously very angry, cursed loudly, took a step with a knife, and walked towards Ding Xiaoshan step by step.

The tip of the knife was dragged to the ground, making a jingle sound, and sparks flashed, and the man's aura was immediately highlighted.

"Damn it, it's a tough guy, Xiaodao, I'll leave it to you here!"

Ding Xiaoshan patted Dong Xiaodao's shoulder, then Sa Yazi ran to the last minibus and stretched out his head to look.

It is better for civilians not to participate in battles.

Dong Xiaodao was not angry, grinned, and an excited expression appeared on his face. His hands were the same behind him. Two short knives more than one foot long appeared in his hands, and his fighting spirit suddenly soared.

After breaking through the eighth level of cultivation, he has no time to consolidate his cultivation, but for him, the best way to consolidate his cultivation is to fight.

"The newspaper understands that I will not kill the nameless ghost under the sword!" Dong Xiaodao shouted loudly.

"***, I met a naughty green man." The man looked despised and glared at Dong Xiaodao fiercely, swung the knife and patted his chest, "Remember, grandpa's name is Shi Gang, Shi Tou Shi, Gang Qi Gang!"

After saying that, he continued to walk towards Dong Xiaodao with big strides.

After all, he was an S-level killer. Shi Gang's aura became stronger and stronger. There seemed to be smoke surrounding his body, making his body blurred and the sound of footsteps gradually disappeared.

Dong Xiaodao grinned and smiled, posed for a fight.

At this time, on the first business car in the convoy, Zhang Feng suddenly pushed the door and got out of the car, facing the rear, shouting loudly: "Xiaodao, that guy has a strange kung fu, similar to illusion. Close your eyes and hit it, listen to the sound to identify the location, don't be afraid!"

That Shi Gang, Zhang Feng had heard of his name, was a killer that was difficult to deal with, so he ran out of the car to remind Dong Xiaodao.

"Thank you for the reminder of the sect leader!"

Dong Xiaodao stared at Shi Gang with all his attention. Hearing this, he murmured in his mouth, and his spirit became more focused.

He believed in Zhang Feng very much, so he simply closed his eyes and put all his energy on his ears.

Sure enough, extremely slight footsteps came, and there seemed to be a sound of air flowing. Unfortunately, in the heavy rain, these sounds were covered up very well, and even if you concentrate, it was difficult to hear clearly.

"Hehehehe... Zhang Feng has appeared, but unfortunately his reminder is useless to you!" Shi Gang smiled a few times, and before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

"careful!"

Seeing this, Zhang Feng roared, and at the same time used Ye Feng Jueying's body technique to rush to support Dong Xiaodao.

The convoy became chaotic in an instant, and all the guards got off the car, first forming a defensive formation, secondly, they were paying attention to Dong Xiaodao, each with worry on their faces.

They all know that Dong Xiaodao has entered the eighth rank and has one-on-one with the S-level killer, and his chances of winning are too low.

"Dang!" A loud bang spread, and a surprising scene appeared.

Dong Xiaodao was still standing in place, and three meters away, a man stumbled and retreated, almost falling to the ground.

This person is Shi Gang.

"You... are you an eighth grade?" Shi Gang stood firm and asked in a shocked tone.

Dong Xiaodao still closed his eyes, his ears moved, his face looked at Shi Gang, and the two short knives in his hand also pointed at him.

"Thank you, boss, you don't have to come here. I'm sure I'll kill this guy. His kung fu is all lie. His real strength is very poor!" Dong Xiaodao shouted loudly.

Hearing this, Zhang Feng stopped, stood next to the last car in the convoy, and said with relief: "Xiaodao, calm down and fight steadily, I believe in you!"

"yes!"

Dong Xiaodao roared, his body suddenly moved, and rushed straight to Shi Gang.

Shi Gang, who was full of surprise and anger, saw this scene and yelled a few times, and his figure disappeared strangely again, as if he had never appeared before.
Chapter completed!