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Wang Ziqiao closed his eyes slightly, and sensed the men in black who had surrounded Jin Biao, Xuan Yu, and Hua Qing in the corridor. There were thirty people in total outside.

In other words, apart from the three helpers around Daotian Pengren, he also brought 50 people with him, and all of these 50 people were at the level of a second-level martial artist.

In close combat, Wang Ziqiao was not sure how to deal with it, because there were too many people, especially when the opponent had a crossbow comparable to a gun.

Thirty men in black, fifteen on each side, forced the three of Jin Biao into the room.

"Mr. Wang, are you cooperating with us yourself, or do you want to fight first and then talk later?" Inada Pengren said with a smile.

As soon as his words fell, ten men in black locked on Prince Joe with their crossbows.

Wang Ziqiao's mental power has already covered these crossbows. What makes him depressed is that the arrows of these crossbows are all equipped with ropes. Shake your hands and trap yourself.

The door and windows have been blocked by [-] men in black, and he is not the opponent of Daotian Pengren when he kills him at close range. Besides, the three young people beside Daotian Pengren seem to be third-level adults. There is no way to escape the blood strength of a martial artist in the middle and late stages.

Wang Ziqiao looked at Matsubara Junko who was opposite him. He knew that with Matsubara Junko's Shura movement, it was okay to deal with Inada Pengren, but facing so many helpers, he still had to suffer.

Junko Matsubara also frowned, but when she saw Wang Ziqiao looking at her, she shook her head,

Taking a deep breath, Wang Ziqiao continued to smile, raised his hands, and said, "I surrender, but you must let the others go!"

Daotian Pengren shook his head and said with a smile, "We won't let them go until we really control you!"

"Then how do you want to control me? Come and tie me up!" Wang Ziqiao stretched out his hands to Daotian Pengren.

Daotian Pengren flirted with the young man named Sang Tian next to him, who nodded and went up, took out a black rope as thick as a little finger from his waist, and first wrapped Wang Ziqiao's wrist.

"Boss!" Jin Biao rolled his eyes and roared, "We will fight them!"

"Shut up!" Wang Ziqiao glared at Jin Biao.

Xuan Yu stared at Wang Ziqiao, motionless, and the fat girl Hua Qing looked worried and unhappy.

Sang Tian tied Prince Joe tightly.

This nylon rope has a steel core inside, and there are no less than ten special steel wires. Once tied, it is difficult to cut even with a knife, and even a third-level warrior cannot break it.

"Can you let him go?" Wang Ziqiao asked, staring at Daotian Pengren.

"We can't release it for the time being, at least until we leave Shanhai City!" Inada Pengren said with a smile, looking at Matsubara Zhisha, and said: "Old man, today is also the time for us to settle our past grievances!"

Matsubara Zhisha sneered: "You think that if you escape to China, I, the Asura Gate, can't do anything to you?"

"Wrong, as long as the Dongying Sect is still there, as long as the Rosamen still protect me, you can't do anything to me!" Inada Pengren narrowed his eyes, showing a full murderous look in his eyes.

"Rosamen?" Wang Ziqiao secretly said, he has also heard that there is a sect called Rosamen in Japan, but this sect is extremely mysterious, and there is not much information collected in the dragon group, and its status in Japan is equivalent to that in China. The influence of the upper three sects is still very large, and the Shura sect can only be equivalent to the level of the middle three sects in China in Japan.

It's just that Wang Ziqiao didn't expect that Rosa Gate had something to do with Dongying Sect.

"Could it be that the Dongying Sect is a power established by the Rosamen in China?" Wang Ziqiao looked at Matsubara Zhisha.

Matsubara Zhisha gritted his teeth and nodded: "No matter who you have sheltered, I will definitely avenge this revenge!"

"Hey, I'm afraid you will never be able to report, because today is your death date!"

Immediately after Inada Pengren's words, 30 of the 20 black-clothed men in the room used crossbows to lock on Matsubara Chisa, while the other [-] locked on Matsubara Junko.

Seeing this, Wang Ziqiao said anxiously: "Wait a minute, Matsubara Junko is my slave girl, you can't kill her!"

"Oh?" Inada Pengren looked at Wang Ziqiao in surprise, and finally at Junko Matsubara.

"Why? You don't believe it?" Wang Ziqiao asked back: "I tell you, if you want to kill Matsubara Junko, I will definitely not cooperate with you in doing anything!"

"I'm afraid it's up to you, Wang Ziqiao, do you think I'm unprepared?" Daotian Pengren sneered.

Wang Ziqiao immediately had a bad premonition, and asked back with murderous eyes: "What did you do?"

"Yo? It seems that you have already guessed it!" After Daotian Pengren said something, he picked up his mobile phone. He didn't make a call, but seemed to be waiting for something.

……

A moment earlier, twenty men in black had quietly approached the Prince's clubhouse.

But Zhan Fei in the Prince's clubhouse has already become alert.

Recently, he and Jin Yuke have been training Tibetan mastiffs and Caucasian dogs. The two bulldogs don't sleep in the kennel at all, and they are no longer tied to the rope. They are groomed all day long, and the specific activities are left to them. master.

Zhan Fei didn't sleep, but practiced in the practice room, and broke through the third level. After becoming a great martial artist, he worked harder.

It's just that the door of the room was suddenly pushed open by a Tibetan mastiff with its head, and it quickly jumped in front of Zhan Fei, biting Zhan Fei's pants, and pulling them outside.

Seeing this, Zhan Fei knew that there were "guests" in the clubhouse, and immediately called Bai Su who had already returned to the clubhouse. After the two got together, they left the building with seven bulldogs.

Jin Yu was still on the road at this time and had not returned.

The two looked in the direction the Tibetan mastiff was paying attention to, and then used their skills to listen for a while before they realized the danger. They were born as killers, and their sense of crisis was like a talent, accompanying them all the time.

"Do you want to call the prince?" Zhan Fei looked at Bai Su.

But Bai Su sneered: "A group of small ants don't need the boss to take action, let alone we have these seven bulldogs. In the past two months, they all eat and drink, and it's time to contribute, boss They are also very attentive to them, the body has been modified countless times, and they should cooperate with each other to sneak attack those who come, it shouldn't be a big problem!"

Zhan Fei nodded: "They are about to enter the clubhouse, at most 200 meters away, we'd better kill them in the grove!"

After finishing speaking, he had already left in the air, followed by Bai Su!

The seven bulldogs didn't make a sound, they stepped on the ground without a sound, just like the seven little lions, they also fell into the shadows.

There are twenty black-clothed men, there are two leaders in total, they are third-level martial arts masters, and the remaining 18 people are all low-level ninjas, equivalent to China's second-level martial arts masters.

Like ghosts in the dark night, they climbed over the wall and entered one after another!

(The fifth update is here!)