Ghost Slayer: The Great Swordsman System at the beginning, our teacher follows the country

Do you still remember why you asked me the other day?

Behind the secretary, the prostitute Taro with the medical kit took a while before he remembered what the other party said.

About why the secretary let Huang Fu go that day.

How do you know that after Huang Fu is dealt with, the people behind her will not come again.

From the secretary's point of view, even if Huang Fu was solved that day, the matter between Xiaomei and the prostitute Taro could not be completely resolved.

After all, Huang Fu is at best a low-level employee and does not have the key voice.

In order to really solve this matter from the root, we need a truly powerful person.

While talking, Secretary Secretary stretched out his hand, motioning for the prostitute Taro to stop.

Cutting weeds and eradicating roots is one kind, and putting the long-term to kill big fish is also another kind.

Pointing to the front, the secretary said.

You see, this is not someone who came to us on his own initiative.

Looking in the direction of the secretary's finger, Taro the prostitute saw a dozen strong men with big arms and round waists appearing in front of him.

The upper body is bare, and the naked muscles are covered with scars.

The leader is more than two meters tall, and there is a scar on his face from the corner of his left eye to the root of his right ear.

Just as the secretary said, a dozen strong men directly pushed away the surrounding crowd and rushed to this side aggressively.

Standing in front of the two of them, the scar-faced man looked down upon the secretary who was shorter than him.

Rolling his eyes, he took a closer look.

it's him?

Turning around and checking with his subordinates, the strong man suddenly turned his head and grinned.

Kid, robbery.

Chapter 105 Coincidentally, I am a doctor

Facing the threat of the big man, the secretary's face did not change at all.

who to rob?me?

After listening to the secretary's words, the big man smiled coldly.

Is it you or someone else, is I talking to the air! ?

After finishing speaking, the scar-faced man directly slapped the secretary's face.

There was a whistling wind from the heavy hands, and a greasy smell from years of not washing hands came to my face.

In the end, the big hand slapped the secretary's face.

Then, passed through.

?

His eyes widened in an instant, and the scar-faced man finally realized that what he hit was just the afterimage left by the opponent.

Horrified in his heart, he was about to shout something when he suddenly felt a chill coming from behind him.

At some point, the secretary had quietly appeared behind him.

Jumping a few steps back as if seeing a ghost, the big man pointed at the secretary and shouted to his subordinates.

What are you waiting for, go on.

Hearing this, the faces of the other dozen or so strong men froze, and then rushed over.

Seeing this, the prostitute Taro on the side quickly put down the medical kit and wanted to rush over to help.

Although he knew very well that he might fall after defeating one or two big guys.

But even so, he couldn't just watch his benefactor being beaten by others.

However, after only a few steps, he stopped slowly.

His pupils gradually dilated, and he was shocked by the secretary's actions.

I saw Si Shushu's siege of more than a dozen big men, and even launched a suicidal charge.

With a dash forward, he rushed in front of a big man.

Then, a punch hit the opponent's chin.

Even Taro, the prostitute, could hear the crisp bone cracking sound quite clearly.

The big man whose jaw was smashed suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his teeth splattered everywhere.

He rolled his eyes and passed out.

One punch knocked out one person, and the other big guys froze there.

Why is this different from the information they got.

Didn't it mean that this guy is a frail young man?

You actually call a person who smashes his jaw with a punch weak?

Looking at his subordinates who were retreating, the scar-faced man suddenly turned cold.

Give back Keel, give me a rush!

After speaking, he took the lead in attacking in order to boost morale.

Clenching his hands together to form a fist, he jumped and hit the secretary's head heavily.

The scar-faced man was very confident in his own blow, and his eyes shone with excitement.

Once, he easily smashed a human's breastbone with this move.

That is to say, if one is hit by one's own smash, there will definitely be a depression on the back of the person's head.

Die!

The corners of his mouth were raised wildly, and the face of the scar-faced man was full of a wild smile.

So what if it's different from intelligence, anyway, my own strength lies there.

Isn't the thin young man in front of him as weak as a small loach in his hands?

Facing the attack of the scar-faced man, the Secretary's face did not change at all.

All he did was clenched his right fist.

Then, he turned around abruptly.

The clenched right fist met the fist of the scar-faced man.

But the scar-faced man felt an inexplicable aura from above the ordinary-looking fist.

Fiery, great, like a fiery body in the world,

At this moment, he felt that the person standing in front of him was not human.

Rather, the sun.

Sweat appeared on the forehead in an instant, and the clothes on the back were soaked.

The facial muscles twitched constantly, as if experiencing some painful struggle.

In the end, the biological intuition of the scar-faced man overcame everything.

The falling fist retracted instantly, and stood erect in front of him, turning into a shield.

The huge body is squeezed together as much as possible, in order to make its own area smaller.

The scar-faced man felt a little regretful, why did he have to train his muscles so huge on weekdays.

If you are a bug, you can dig a hole in the ground and escape.

When he was like this, the secretary's fist had already touched his forearm.

click click click click

The sound of boulders crushing trees sounded, and the thick arm of the scarred man was a little harder than paper in front of the secretary's fist.

It easily shattered the opponent's bones, and the pain instantly spread throughout the body, and the opened eyes were also bloodshot.

ah bang

As soon as the mouth yelled a syllable, the rest of the yell was punched back into the stomach.

Although it didn't hit the chin directly, the flame-like momentum still passed through the barriers of muscles, bones, and even nerves, and blasted into the brain of the scar-faced man.

For a moment, he felt like a guinea pig who had fallen into the stove.

The brain is boiling, the blood is evaporating, and the cells in the whole body are shattering in pain.

Thick fingers gripped his skin tightly, tearing bloodstains on it.

The white eyes turned up and out, the lips became dry and dehydrated, and a touch of red appeared on the big dark face.

And after he lost consciousness, his huge body was also blasted out.

After turning over a few times on the ground, it stopped moving.

In the air, there is also a bit of the smell of burnt muscles.

It seemed that the scar-faced man probably couldn't survive.

Seeing this, the faces of the other strong men turned extremely pale.

The leaders were all crippled with a single punch, so what else can they do.

The strong and domineering men in the past stood on tiptoe as if they had encountered a cat and a mouse, hoping not to notice themselves.

However, the prostitute Taro had already stopped them on the way to leave. .

The bones in his hands made a clicking sound, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face.

The strong men who were about to run away were furious when they saw that it was just a sick man blocking them.

It's good that we can't beat that guy, but how dare you little guy come out and pretend.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step, the secretary's voice came from behind him.

Hey, where are you going to go? Didn't you just say that you want to rob me?

Turning around slowly, I saw the devilish smile on Secretary Secretary's face.

In the following time, the secretary and the prostitute Taro knocked all the remaining dozen strong men to the ground.

Holding the collar of the last person, the prostitute Taro punched the other person hard in the eye socket.

The redness and bruises in the eyes almost filled the big man's face, leaving only a gap in his mouth.

The reason why he can still breathe is because Taro, the prostitute, does not have a sickle in his hand.

If they were held by him, I am afraid that these people would have died here long ago.

Opening his mouth slightly, the big man let out a final cry.

I want it, doctor.

Then, he tilted his head and passed out.

After wiping the blood on his hands, Si Shu said calmly.

Coincidentally, I am a doctor.

Chapter 106

Before knocking everyone out, the secretary did not forget to use some torture methods to find out the identity of the people behind them from the mouths of these big men.

Let's go.

Patting the dust off his body, the secretary pointed to the medical box beside him, and motioned for the prostitute Taro to take it.

Without the slightest hesitation, the prostitute Taro ran over.

After this incident, he had already seen the horror of the secretary.