now.
Si Jiu came into the grass.
They saw Sang Biao pacing around in the grass, sniffing at something anxiously.
49: "Sang Biao!"
Sang Biao: "Meow..."
49: "Come back..."
Sang Biao: "Meow..."
It was reluctant to go back, after all, it felt that the little female cat was nearby, and it had finally come out for a while, so it had to have some meat!
Judging from Sang Biao's appearance, Si Jiu guessed his condition and cursed, "Which little female cat has lured him here again..."
Normally, Sang Biao wouldn't stray too far from the vicinity of the Black Dragon Group. The fact that he ran all the way here this time must have been something only Little Cat could do, which made him think of Xiao Ran even more. She always liked to follow pretty girls, and Sang Biao was the same.
"Alright..."
49: "I'll look for it tomorrow! I need to go back for lunch..."
Sang Biao: "Meow..." It walked reluctantly and dejectedly towards Si Jiu...
brush!
One of them jumped onto Sijiu's shoulder.
Sijiu then planned to turn back...
tread!
Si Jiu suddenly paused, his gaze sharpening as he looked ahead.
At the same time, two iron balls came out of his pocket!
Sasa...
A rustling sound came from the jungle!
"who?"
Si Jiu whispered a rebuke. He could sense several figures gathering from all directions, which was unusual in the otherwise quiet jungle.
A voice came from inside:
"Just here to enjoy the scenery..."
Before he could finish speaking...
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two sharp sounds suddenly echoed through the jungle.
The two iron balls in Si Jiu's hands turned into black light and shot towards the source of the sound. Gui Qi saw a black light strike his chest. The speed was so fast that a normal person could not react in time. However, as Gui Qi had received professional training, he immediately reversed his body to dodge the attack, causing the black light to hit a tree next to him. The sound was not loud, and it did not even leave any mark on the tree.
This scene:
Gui Qi was taken aback: "Isn't it said that Si Jiu has an amazing physique and his throwing skills are superb? But with this strength, let alone hitting a person, he would have a hard time even hitting a chicken. He just dodged it unnecessarily!"
But this idea had just emerged.
Bang!
He felt a huge impact in his abdomen, and he couldn't help but stumble back four or five steps and fall to the ground. He felt his internal organs churning. If he hadn't been professionally trained, he probably would have fainted. He looked down at the iron ball in his abdomen, his face full of disbelief.
This iron ball?
Where did they come from?
Wasn't that just an iron ball?
Wait... where is this iron ball going to attack? If I hadn't moved, I shouldn't have been hit.
The first ball had absolutely no power!
In other words:
That ball was meant for me to dodge!
The purpose is to test reaction ability. Those with poor reaction ability will not be able to dodge the first ball, and therefore will not be hit by the second ball and will not be seriously injured. Only those with good skills can dodge the first ball and be hit by the second ball. Moreover, the two balls are at the same intersection point, so even if you don't notice the second ball!
How did they manage to do that?
Even from such a distance, they could judge my position just by the sound of my footsteps and launch two probe attacks.
That throwing ability is simply divine!
At the same time, he gritted his teeth and shouted, enduring the pain:
"He discovered..."
Upon hearing this, the hidden ghost guards rushed out without thinking, and three of them threw out a large net to cover Sijiu.
However! After hearing Ghost Seven's screams in the jungle, Si Jiu realized something was wrong and immediately leaned against a tree.
Upon seeing the large net beckoning towards it, it darted behind a large tree, where the net was blocked.
49: "Where did this piece of trash come from..."
"grass..."
Ghost Eleven charged toward Si Jiu: "Why bother with all that effort? Just take him down! Dislocate his tendons and bones..." He leaped up and stood in front of Si Jiu, grabbing his arm and preparing to dislocate it with a single blow. This was his signature move, and many seasoned fighters had been rendered helpless by his skill in a few moves. But as soon as he grabbed Si Jiu's arm, he froze. It felt like he wasn't holding an arm, but rather a piece of pure steel. Not to mention forcibly dislocating his tendons and bones, even his fingers ached from holding it.
What kind of muscle is that? Is it made of steel?
Before he could think any further, he felt himself being grabbed and swung around like a windmill.
"Holy crap..."
"Damn it... get out of the way..."
Several ghost guards who rushed up saw Ghost Eleven being swung at and hurriedly dodged backward, but two of them still failed to dodge in time and were hit and sent flying.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Among the three ghost guards, Ghost Eleven and another unlucky ghost guard crashed into a tree. The powerful impact caused blood to seep from the corners of their mouths and their eyes to become somewhat glazed, clearly rendering them unable to fight. The other ghost guard fared slightly better, rolling several times on the ground before regaining his balance, but his face was still flushed.
The remaining ghost guards were all stunned by this.
We haven't even met yet!
Ghost Seven was knocked down!
One glance!
Two ghost guards have been crippled!
Another ghost guard was crippled!
This situation was something the Ghost Guards had never encountered before since they started their mission; it was far too difficult! But after exchanging only a glance, they rushed forward in unison, attacking from different angles with perfect coordination.
Four-Nine's face was filled with rage: "A bunch of little brats! Do you think I'm a pushover? Take this punch!"
He threw a punch.
Bang!
The kick struck a ghost guard, sending him flying backward. He grimaced in pain mid-air.
Bang!
Kick out.
He kicked the iron rod in the hand of one of the ghost guards, bending it so that the entire rod flew out of his hand and smashed to the ground.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Si Jiu was like a war god facing the encirclement and attack of five elite ghost guards. He charged left and right, and every punch and kick he threw sent a ghost guard flying. It was only because these ghost guards were professionally trained and had a fighting style of trapping and beating Si Jiu that they were able to resist him. Otherwise, they would have been beaten half to death long ago!
Even though they chose not to confront Si Jiu head-on, they were completely on the defensive and were about to be crippled in a few moves. While the others were entangled with Si Jiu, Gui Jiu slithered up to Si Jiu like an eel.
Si Jiu raised his hand and grabbed him!
brush!
Gui Jiu, like an eel, crawled from under Si Jiu's crotch to his back, while a needle appeared in his hand.
It was stabbed hard at the waist.
But instead of the easy entry he imagined, he felt immense resistance. He raised his hand and looked:
Then I saw it.
The needle was bent!
Gui Jiu: (☉_☉)
How is that possible?
Is the needle used up?
Vajra Cover Iron Shirt?
no?
Does such a divine skill really exist in this world?
Unscientific?
...
His mind raced for a moment.
The next moment.
Si Jiu grabbed his waist with one hand and lifted him up, his face fierce as he was about to slam him down:
"Go to hell!!!"
Gui Jiu's expression changed drastically; if that blow landed, he'd be crippled even if he didn't get up: "Second Brother!"
At that very moment.
Aiming at Gui Er from a large tree in the distance, he pulled the trigger. His timing was impeccable, just as 49 was about to unleash his power, and to ensure absolute certainty, he fired three shots:
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Si Jiu sensed the danger and instinctively used Gui Jiu's body to block it, but unfortunately the three shots were fired from different positions.
*Pfft...*
A special needle was inserted into the back of Sijiu's neck...