my awesome boss

Chapter 699
The strongest organizations in the West are the Shadow Legion and Sita. They generally rely on injections to improve their strength, but even so, the masters of refining the truth will not pay attention.

In the face of absolute strength, everything is in vain!
This is the source of Murong Pei's self-confidence. He believes that as long as it is not a few big families in Huaxia, he has no fear of others, so he is extremely arrogant in front of these Westerners, and it is also to show his masculinity in front of Murong Nanxi.

Seeing that the three Westerners didn't respond, Murong Pei's expression turned cold, and he immediately waved his fingers to let Jiman behind him go up to deal with them.

Jiman is an attendant of Murong's family, his strength is already at the peak of inner energy, close to refining, he has no doubts about dealing with a few westerners.

With a flicker of footsteps, he rushed towards the three men in front of him.

But the three men remained motionless, not even a trace of panic in their eyes.

Xia Jian suddenly felt bad, these three men are not that simple!
I saw that when Jiman was about to rush in front of the front man, the man behind him without any equipment suddenly rose into the air and rushed towards Jiman.

Xia Jian's eyes froze, and he saw that the man suddenly grew two wings from his back, and it was these two wings that made the man soar into the sky!

And these two wings are made of metal, and they have a silver metallic luster.

Although the wings are metal, they are extremely flexible. When this man flaps them, they are as soft as the bat wings of a vampire, without any hindrance at all.

Jiman was about to make a move, but the opponent had already flown over.

The flying speed of this person is no less than that of the blood race!
The man rushed in front of Jiman, but before Jiman could react, he was grabbed by Jiman's shoulder!

The man caught him in the air, and when he flew to a certain height, he let go suddenly, and Jiman fell straight down like this.

The result of such a fall is death!
Seeing that Jiman was about to turn into a meat paste, Murong Nanxi immediately took a step after seeing it, using extremely fast speed, came to the bottom where Jiman fell, and caught him.

"Thank you ma'am."

Murong Nanxi saw that Jiman was defeated in one move, and Xiumei immediately frowned. She didn't expect that this Westerner had a pair of metal wings on his back.

These three men looked very strange from the outside. How should I put it, they seemed to be full of all kinds of high-tech equipment. It is only now that I fully understand that these three men are so arrogant. It turns out that they have this special equipment.

"Good job, Almodovar, you are getting faster and faster now."

The man in the special costume clapped his head and praised.

Almodóvar smiled and said, "Asimov, you have a nanosuit and envy my wings. Are you kidding me?"

The Huaxia people here can't understand what they are talking about, nano suits?What is this thing, I have never heard of it.

Murong Nanxi did not hesitate, as the eldest daughter of the Murong family, how could she let her own people be bullied, she immediately bullied her and attacked Almodóvar.

"Almodovar, this woman is very handsome, let me come."

Asimov wearing a nanosuit rushed in front of Murong Nanxi. Murong Nanxi was not polite, and immediately raised his foot, and the shadow of a leg rushed towards Asimov.

boom!
The speed of the leg shadow was astonishing, and it kicked Asimov with one kick. Asimov was kicked in the chest, and his body flew out like a cannonball.

The people on Huaxia's side immediately clapped their hands and shouted loudly, just now Jiman lost a game, now Murong Nanxi immediately saved their face.

Just kidding, how can it be possible for a Chinese master to beat even a Westerner.

But just as they were clapping their hands to celebrate, Asimov stood up from the ground. What surprised them even more was that there was still a faint smile on the corner of Asimov's mouth.

Being kicked in the chest by a real master, there is no possibility of surviving, but this person stood up calmly as if he was not injured at all, and he was still smiling!
Asimov rushed in front of Murong Nanxi again, and Murong Nanxi's eyes narrowed slightly, she didn't expect that her full-strength blow would not finish the opponent.

This time she was even more unreserved, and kept hitting various parts of Asimov's body. The lightning-fast and impenetrable violent attack made the scalps of the people watching beside him go numb.

In the Murong family, besides Murong Xue and Murong Pei, the strongest person is Murong Nanxi, the true master is indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people!
boom!
Murong Nanxi finally punched Asimov in the abdomen, causing his body to fly up in the air like a kite with a broken string, and then fell to the ground.

After being beaten so many times, he must be dead this time!
This was the simultaneous reaction of everyone, but just when they all agreed that Asimov could not get up, Asimov stood up without any effort, and the smirk on the corner of his mouth became more and more intense !

Asimov said to the man in the middle: "Hein Laim, this Chinese girl is so beautiful, I got her done, will you let me enjoy it first?"

The man in the middle didn't speak, and looked straight ahead with very calm eyes.

The people in Huaxia found it unbelievable that under such an attack, they were able to say such arrogant and shameless words without saying that their bodies were intact.

"Bastard, what are you talking about!" How could Murong Nanxi tolerate being verbally molested like this.

Asimov brushed the dust off his clothes, smiled slightly and said, "Have you finished the fight? Now it's my turn!"

Asimov looked at Murong Nanxi with deep disdain, and there was a hint of possessive desire in his eyes.

After he brushed the dust off his clothes, the crowd shone red on his clothes.

What kind of clothes is this? It can emit light like plasma.

I saw the red rays of light on Asimov gathering in a central position, and then gathered into a single energy. When it reached Asimov's hand, a lightsaber suddenly appeared in his hand.

This lightsaber is completely formed naturally, it is formed by the gathering of plasma light on Asimov's clothes. There is no hilt, only the blade, and Asimov can control it freely.

Xia Jian narrowed his eyes immediately, could it be that Murong Nanxi's non-stop attack just now gathered the energy of the opponent's clothes?

It turns out that this is a strange costume that can gather strength. The greater the strength and the more times it hits the body, the more energy will be gathered.

Xia Jian didn't pay attention to these three Westerners just now, and now he dare not underestimate them.

He couldn't help but have a question in his mind, who are these three people?

Is there another mysterious organization in the West?

(Today I went home late after working overtime, so I rushed out two chapters, and I will make up for it tomorrow)
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