Supreme Soldier King City Tour

Chapter 475 What kind of smell? (Second more)
The boss' face changed drastically, and he was trembling all over.

He didn't expect, nor could he, that Wu Xuan and the others were so powerful that they could even knock out sniper bullets.

His sneak attacks were useless.

At this moment, he finally knew why the three of them dared to break into his Black God Mercenary Group alone.

With this kind of strength, he doesn't take his Black God Mercenary Corps into consideration at all.

Wu Xuan didn't speak, his expression was indifferent, seeing that the leader was frightened, he didn't say much.

The fifty mercenaries also remained silent, because they did not dare.

In front of the three of them, a team of 50 people had no possibility of even the slightest resistance.

"Notify Tank immediately!" There was no doubt in Wu Xuan's words.

The leader had no choice, because he sensed Wu Xuan's ferocity, if he didn't agree, he would definitely be shot in the head!

In the face of death and life, no one will take a step towards death.

Seeing that the boss had finished the notification, Wu Xuan nodded in satisfaction.

"Here we are, waiting for the return of the tanks."

In front of him were fifty members of the Black God Mercenary Corps, and he believed that such sincerity would make the tank dormant.

Not long after, two desert-colored jeeps tore through the darkness and came out of nowhere.

The tank hurried down from the first vehicle, and he couldn't help being surprised when he saw the fighter jet.

"People from the Landis army? Could it be Wu Xuan and the others?"

He was a little confused, the excitement and tension in his heart quietly disappeared, replaced by endless anger.

Landis dared to attack for no reason, so he had to bear the wrath of his tank.

And when he saw the corpses of mercenaries all over the ground, it was even more like adding fuel to the fire.

"Lantis! Are you impatient!"

The tank was furious, striding forward with endless murderous aura.

Under the dark night, he saw three figures standing tall.

And in front of him were fifty brothers from the Black God Mercenary Corps as hostages.

"Tank commander, it's so fierce. I believe that if the Landis army really comes, I'm afraid you will be yelled at."

The familiar voice made Tank's pupils shrink.

"Wu Xuan, it really is you!"

Tank gritted his teeth, and a cold voice squeezed out from between his teeth.

This bastard is very scheming.

To come here from Huaxia has brought him an immeasurable and painful loss!

How could he be worthy of the dead mercenary brothers if he didn't cut his body into thousands of pieces and feed them to the desert wolves.

"Tank, you are really slow in coming. Did you realize that I disappeared in Huaxia for so long?" Wu Xuan sneered.

"Damn it, don't be proud of yourself. I will abolish you today and make your life worse than death." Tank roared.

He and Jack Luo aimed their guns at Wu Xuan and the others.

Wu Xuan smiled disdainfully: "Tank, I'm not belittling you, in the eyes of the three of us, you are even worse than ants!"

"kill."

The simple word of the tank makes all the bullets in the muzzle pour out mercilessly.

This represented his anger, and he would never stop if he didn't beat Wu Xuan into a sieve.

"It's arrogant."

While Wu Xuan dodged the bullet, the Dragonscale Blood Dagger suddenly shot out.

"Keng!"

Tank's face changed drastically, and he only saw a cold light falling to the ground.

The gun in his hand broke into two in an instant.

Wu Xuan approached in an instant, and the dragon scale blood dagger touched the tank's throat.

Jack Luo and even the fifty members of the mercenary regiment turned pale in horror.

The head of the mighty Black God Mercenary Corps, a demon tank that kills without batting an eyelid.

In front of this young man, he was powerless to fight back.

How terrible is this!
They really wanted to know what the origin of this Wu Xuan was.

Tank's face turned pale, and now he finally knows.

The target of the assassination mission issued by Poseidon and the Jin family is definitely not a simple person.

This Wu Xuan must have an extremely terrifying background.

Otherwise, how dare he lead two women into the Black God Mercenary Group by himself.

How can ordinary people have such confidence.

"It turns out that the majestic tank commander is also afraid sometimes, I thought you were not afraid of death." Wu Xuan sneered.

Tank stared and said, "You...what are you from!"

He saw the dragon-scale blood dagger blazing with sharp edges, as if it would have its throat cut if it moved even the slightest move, it was really frightening.

Wu Xuan said: "You've been planning to assassinate me for so long, don't you know my background? You are too careless."

Tank swallowed: "We have always been only responsible for assassination. As for the identity of the target, they will all become dead, so we don't even think about it."

"Then why do you want to ask me about my identity?" Wu Xuan asked curiously.

"Because...you...are completely different from the usual assassination targets."

Tank didn't want to speak, but Wu Xuan's tyranny was beyond reproach, he was simply much stronger than him.

Wu Xuan sneered: "I'm curious, didn't Poseidon tell you my true identity?"

"No."

Wu Xuan nodded and said, "Okay then, I'll let you be a fool before you die. I have another name—God of War Ares."

"what?!"

Tank, Jake Luo and the fifty mercenaries were all shocked.

"He, he turned out to be Ares, the God of War!" The little boss collapsed on the ground with a face as pale as death.

After provoking Ares, the God of War, it's no wonder that the Black God Mercenary Group encountered such a catastrophe.

Tank's face changed drastically, and his voice trembled: "So you are the God of War. If that damned Poseidon told me earlier, I wouldn't be able to provoke you even if I had 1 guts!"

His legs were shaking like sieves, and suddenly they went limp, and he fell to his knees directly.

"Master God of War, you don't remember the faults of villains, please spare my life!" Tank begged for mercy.

Wu Xuan said disdainfully: "It turns out that the Demon Tank, which kills without blinking an eye, also has times of fear. It really opened my eyes."

The sharp edge of the dragon-scale blood dagger pointed at the tank's head: "It's a pity... I told you to be a sensible ghost, and I will never tolerate it."

Tank's body trembled violently, and he kept begging for mercy.

"Please, spare my life. If I had known earlier that you were Ares, I wouldn't dare to offend your divine power if I were killed!"

"What's the smell?" Venus frowned, and slapped Xiu's nose with his jade hand.

Athena cast a disgusted look at Tank.

Facing Wu Xuan's powerful reputation and the ferocious power of the Dragon Scale Blood Dagger, Tank actually pissed his pants in fright.

Venus covered his mouth and smiled lightly: "If he also knew who we came from, would he be incontinent directly?"

"It's disgusting." Athena frowned.

Venus smiled, and said to the tank: "Listen well, I am Venus, and she is the goddess of wisdom—Athena."

Hearing this, Tank and everyone were like a bolt from the blue, too stunned to speak to themselves.

Good guy, the three gods teamed up, what kind of terrifying opponent did his Black God mercenary group provoke.

(End of this chapter)