Supreme War Blade

At this time, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and lightning flashed across the sky. The roaring wind mixed with pouring rain swept everything on the ground unscrupulously, as if nature was venting her anger.

Two men in black raincoats are patrolling at the gate of the base. They have sharp eyes and bulging waists. At first glance, they are not ordinary people.

This is the famous killer organization in Southeast Asia, poshamen.

"Well, our brothers are really unlucky enough to encounter such damn weather." One of them complained.

"I'd rather patrol here every day than go out on duty." The other man replied.

"Yes, it's really evil recently. There are always accidents in the task." The man before agreed.

Just as they were talking, a Mercedes Benz stopped at the gate of the base.

"Who?" They immediately stopped complaining and walked forward quickly.

Before the two of them reached the car, the door was opened. A tall man in a gray plaid shirt and an umbrella walked down alone. This man was Horton's ability to take Bart.

Although Bart was still seriously injured, his face was cold and his eyes were cold. Even if the two people looked at him, their eyes trembled.

"I want to see Xiangshan." Bart said coldly.

Xiangshan is the ace killer of poshamen and a leader like figure, and few people know his existence.

"You also want to see Lord Xiangshan..." before the man finished.

"Miso." With a sound of, the dagger in his waist came out of its sheath and flew up automatically against his neck.

"If you talk nonsense, you'll die!" He said coldly. His tone was very cold and chilling.

"Wait, wait a minute. I'll report it now." Another man stammered.

Then he turned and ran into the base

Twenty minutes later, in a luxurious room at the base, an extremely fat middle-aged man sat on the sofa.

The man is fat and has big ears. His big ears are almost two or three times the size of normal people. His long earlobes droop, and his small eyes are full of lust and greed. His body is extremely fat and has almost become a ball, weighing seven or eight hundred kilograms.

This man is the elephant mountain in Bart's mouth and one of the leaders of the poshamen.

Beside him sat an old man of medium build, wearing a headscarf and a loose white robe. His hands folded and his eyes closed slightly, as if he were in a state of meditation.

The old man, like Xiangshan, is the leader of the poshamen.

Beside the old man sat a man shrouded in black robes. The man could not see his face clearly, but there was a gloomy and terrible spirit all over his body. Beside him was a thin man holding a machete

"Well, have you considered my suggestion?" Bart sat in front of the crowd and said in a deep voice.

His proposal is nothing more than to win them over to "join the partnership" and fight against zero organization together.

After hearing Bart's words, several people present were silent for a moment.

"I think you know better than us what kind of organization zero is. Moreover, if we take you to them, we may get a large reward. " Xiangshan continued staring at Bart, and a fine light flashed in his eyes.

"If you do this, you'll be sending out the meat to your mouth. Besides, you can try." Bart replied coldly, without fear.

"That's what you want!" Xiangshan gave a low cry, his huge body made a sudden force, and his hill like body hit it like a shell.

His speed is so fast that it is not proportional to his huge and clumsy body.

Bart only felt a strong wind coming on his face. Now he was seriously injured and didn't dare to fight hard. His body jumped up suddenly.

When the body jumped up, the huge body hit hard.

"Bang!" The sofa Bart was sitting on was smashed in an instant.

"Quite flexible!" Xiangshan snorted coldly, and a pair of meat fists hit Bart in the air.

At the moment when Xiangshan just punched, Bart's eyes flashed a fine light, and the three blades appeared behind him silently.

Because he was kicked off the cruise ship by Shen Feng, more than half of his blades had been lost, leaving only these handles.

"Kill!" Bart waved with one hand, the cold light on the three blades flashed, instantly cut through the air and rowed to the neck of Xiangshan at a very fast speed.

Xiangshan's eyes sank, and his fat body quickly hid.

I saw the three sharp blades across his side, turned sharply in the air, and stormed up at a strange angle.

"No!" Xiangshan was surprised.

"Ding Ding." Sitting not far away, the machete of the machete man came out of the scabbard, and all the blades were hit and flew out.

"Die!" The machete man roared. After hitting the blade with the machete in his hand, he continued to cut at Bart.

However, when the machete was just wielded, it suddenly suffered a strong resistance, and the knife in his hand weighed a thousand kilograms.

"What!" The machete man's face showed surprise. This was the first time he had encountered this situation.

At this time, Xiangshan roared, "holy elephant strike“

He took a palm with one hand, and the Qi gushed out of the palm, and fiercely attacked Bart from the side.

"Stop!" The man in black had a deep voice.

When the voice fell, Xiangshan's body immediately stopped in place, and his attack stopped in mid air. He looked at Bart with hatred and took back his palm.

The machete man also felt that the obstruction of the weapon disappeared and took the machete back into its scabbard.

"Why, have you figured it out?" Bart murmured.

"As long as you can afford it, we'll listen to you." The man in black continued.

"Make an offer." Bart smiled at the man's words.

"Four billion." The old man, who always closed his eyes, said faintly.

"No problem, deal." Bart made no counter-offer and replied directly and readily.

The Jones consortium can almost be described as rich. Although most of its assets are controlled by zero organization, the skinny camel is bigger than the horse, and Horton's private account is also a huge sum of money.

"OK. Have fun. " Xiangshan suddenly changed his attitude and said with a laugh, "come here."

When the voice fell, a graceful woman in light gauze and thin clothes came over and respectfully said, "my Lord."

"Go and take out the good wine I have treasured for many years. I want to entertain our friends."

Before the woman could answer, Bart said in a deep voice, "no, I have other things to do."

With that, he left without looking back... Before leaving, he left a sentence, "the money will arrive in a minute."