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Chapter 224: The only thing that is fast is not broken (to scare 0 brothers crazy

Adding updates for the promotion of brother ‘Dou Po Scaring Crazy 0’ to the alliance leader. Thank you for your support. Thank you in the summer.

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The Wing Chun boy, the Muay Thai boy, the Japanese swordsman, and the Big Mac with a figure comparable to O'Neal. These four people are definitely considered masters outside, but in front of Huang Shaohong, the master of Huajin, their fighting power is as good as that of a child.

Not vulnerable at all.

After squeezing Big Mac's neck, Huang Shaohong left here and walked towards the labyrinth-like training ground. With his virtual radar, he was almost completely immune to this maze-like terrain, and he was even more precise when choosing a route.

Without hesitation, I just took a step forward.

The moment he stepped out of the training ground, Huang Shaohong stopped because there were dozens of young men and women of various colors standing in the open space outside the training ground.

They are armed with various cold weapons, machetes, Western long swords, double-edged battle axes, chain hammers, spears, etc., most of which are ancient Western cold weapons.

The most exaggerated one was a big white man who actually held a Western medieval-style alloy shield in his left hand and a mace in his right hand. He looked like a gladiator coming out of an ancient Roman arena. He looked extremely brave.

When these people saw Huang Shaohong appear, they rushed forward without any nonsense and raised their own weapons. Their moves were all fast, accurate and ruthless, and they would kill with one hit.

Moreover, there was a tacit understanding between their attack and retreat. Not only did they not affect each other due to their large number, but they cooperated with each other, so that even Huang Shaohong, a martial arts master, had no chance to take action.

But who is Huang Shaohong?

He is the martial arts master in the world of "Once Upon a Time" and the Huajin master of the "World of Dragons and Snakes". His understanding of martial arts moves has reached the point of proficiency, and he will successfully catch any opponent who has a slight flaw.

Faced with the scene where at least a dozen weapons were attacking at the same time from upper, middle and lower groups, Huang Shaohong was not nervous at all. He took a few steps back and then took action in a cool and calm manner. The outcome was already determined, and the opponent was destined to be killed by him.

The people fell on their backs and blood flowed into rivers.

I saw this 'Martial Arts Master' and 'Huajing Master' casually pull out an AK47 from behind and decisively pull the trigger.

Sure enough, the only martial arts skill in the world is speed. As the flames spewed out, the AK47's magazine was quickly emptied. Thirty rounds of bullets killed thirty enemies, with headshots.

In the blink of an eye, more than half of the dozens of people who had besieged Huang Shaohong fell down in an instant. The purgatory-like scene made the remaining dozen people remain silent.

Even though these people had gone through four years of hell-like training in the 'Siberian Training Camp' and had already become stone-hearted and cold-blooded than cold-blooded animals, at this moment, they saw more than thirty people being shot in the head at the same time.

The scene of blood and brains flowing all over the floor could not help but awaken their long-lost fear.

The 'click' sound of the bullet emptying and the firing pin making the living people come back to their senses. The big white man who was holding a shield in one hand and dressed like a gladiator was lucky enough not to be shot. Suddenly, after fear

Laugh out loud:

"He is out of bullets. The final winner is us, kill him!"

The words awakened the dreamer, and the remaining people were ecstatic and rushed forward again brandishing their weapons.

"How do you know I'm out of bullets?"

With a smile on his face, Huang Shaohong took out a magazine from his trouser pocket with his left hand, and then performed the stunt of changing the magazine with one hand in public.

The dozen or so people who rushed towards him turned around and ran away. They collapsed completely. They were crying and shouting. They still looked like black market boxers or mercenaries. At this moment, they were more cowards than cowards.

Ordinary people are not as good as that.

'Da da da da...'

More than a dozen bullets were fired, but only the 'Gladiator' survived. The others were shot in the back and killed with one shot. The reason why they were not shot in the head was because Huang Shaohong also felt a little disgusted, so he improved his killing methods.

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The reason why the gladiator survived was not because his shield could block bullets, but because the guy knelt down towards Huang Shaohong and begged loudly for mercy in English:

"My lord, spare my life. I, Epsom Douglas, am willing to be your loyal servant. Please spare my life..."

Huang Shaohong walked forward slowly with an AK in one hand, and put the barrel of the gun on the opponent's head, making the European man, who was at least 1.9 meters tall, tremble. He begged for mercy with a cry in his tone: "Please don't kill me...

...I am a British aristocrat, I am not a black boxer!"

Epson Douglas cried and even threw away his shield and mace, and leaned down to kiss Huang Shaohong's shoes.

"Get out of here, believe it or not, I will kill you if you continue to be disgusting!"

Huang Shaohong really couldn't accept such humble courtesy. After he got out of the way, he grabbed the opponent's shoulder with one hand, grabbed the strong European man like a chicken and returned to the maze-like training camp just now.

After entering the maze, Huang Shaohong threw Epperson Douglas to the ground. The strong European man who originally looked extremely powerful became frightened again and cried:

"Master, please spare my life. I, Epsom Douglas, swear to God on the honor of my family, and I will follow you and be your loyal slave from now on!"

Huang Shaohong was a little surprised: "Are you really a noble?"

Epperson Douglas had an ugly smile on his face and said awkwardly: "Yes, master, I am the only heir of the British Douglas family. I came to the Siberian training camp just to learn fighting skills!"

"Well, I have a few questions to ask you..."

Before Huang Shaohong finished speaking, Epson Douglas stepped forward: "Master, if you ask, your loyal servant Epson Douglas will definitely tell you everything you know!"

I don’t know if this guy was aware of it, but the last sentence he said he knew everything was actually said in Chinese.

Huang Shaohong’s eyes narrowed: “How do you know I’m Chinese!”

Epperson Douglas was startled by his eyes and said quickly:

"As a noble, psychology is one of the courses that our family must learn. The Japanese people do not have a free and easy temperament like you, the master, and the stick cannot have an appearance as handsome as you. Through the mercenary knowledge I learned in the training camp, I

It can be seen that your appearance, master, is absolutely natural and has not undergone any surgery. Based on the above, I think that you, master, are from China!"

"I didn't expect your aesthetics to be very correct!" Huang Shaohong still agreed with Epperson Douglas's aesthetics.

"Thank you for the compliment, Master!" As soon as Epson Douglas's face showed joy, Huang Shaohong said with a smile: "But you guessed wrong. I am from the Japanese country. If you say it wrong again, I will kill you!"

Seeing the dangerous light flashing in the other person's eyes, Epperson Douglas turned pale with fright and kept saying yes.

Huang Shaohong's smile faded, he stopped talking nonsense, and asked directly what he was thinking: "Let me ask you, who are the masters here? Who was that guy who talked to me through the loudspeaker before? And you just said you learned the knowledge of mercenaries,
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