Ultimate Pawn

After half an hour.

On the huge apron square of a golf park somewhere in the suburbs of Shanghai and Haihai.

"boom……!!"

A pink Lamborghini sports car is racing, roaring...!

The late-night golf park has ceased operations and the gate has been closed.

I don't know how this sports car got in.

"Om...!" The Lamborghini sports car quickly downshifted and drifted with a violent tail flick!

After drifting in place for a few laps, it finally...stopped steadily.

The pink Lamborghini's scissor door opened.

Chen Zongheng, dressed in a black leather jacket, wearing a helmet, with indifferent eyes, slowly stepped out of the low sports car cabin.

Standing in the huge dark park tarmac, his eyes were strange, he raised his wrist and glanced at the time on his watch.

The watch on his wrist has been changed to a black military watch by him.

That Omega watch will only be worn when it is the **** of death.

At this time, his Asura, so his watch... was also replaced.

At this time, it was 11:57 late at night.

Today, he said...to do it yourself and go to the Mediterranean!

According to the agreement, he sent the coordinates to Di Shitian.

The aircraft of the Shura Legion should soon... will arrive here.

This golf park is surrounded by mountains with hidden buildings.

Originally, it was built for the leisure and entertainment of the rich.

The entire park is huge, and even has a huge private airfield.

Exclusively for the take-off and landing of private jets of the wealthy.

At this time, this place happened to be a place to meet Chen Zongheng.

The plane of the Shura Camp broke through the air from overseas. In order to avoid attracting the attention of officials in the summer, Chen Zong chose the landing location here.

Time, one minute and one second passed.

Chen Zongheng just leaned in front of the Lamborghini sports car and waited quietly.

Suddenly, at this moment...!

Ahead...a few hundred meters above...there is a huge roar of wing engines...!

"Om...!!!" A huge silver attack carrier swiftly passed hundreds of low altitudes.

The wind whistled and the roar continued.

Amid the roar of the huge wing engines, the attack aircraft slowly landed towards the park's tarmac.

On the huge silver body is engraved with a black hideous, skull logo!

This is the symbol of the Shura Legion!

Human skulls represent endless fear!

What's more terrifying than death?

Yes, fear!

A white bone Shura banner, sees the ghosts and weeping!

Shura Legion, greet the plane and arrive in China!

In front of the Lamborghini sports car, Chen Zongzong raised his wrist and glanced at the time of his watch. It was midnight at 12 o'clock.

Just right.

It's not too late, it's not too early.

Very punctual.

"Om~!" The huge attacking carrier's cabin door slowly descended, forming a step.

The two warriors in camouflage uniforms stepped off the plane respectfully, and then... came to Chen Zongheng!

"The Shura Legion, the first members, No. 004, No. 005, see... Ashura!!"

The two soldiers, with solemn expressions, knelt directly on one knee, condensed fists with their right hands, crossed in front of their temples, saluting!

The atmosphere of the scene is unprecedentedly solemn!

These two are truly experienced fighters!

They are different from those fighters of the Jiangnan Wushu Association.

In the Jiangnan Wushu Association, many fighters are only training on paper, training in situ, and have never experienced real battlefield killings.

On his body, there is always a lot of sharp murderous aura missing.

However, the two in front of them are soldiers who have really killed people! They are fighting and tempering overseas, and the killings are surging! A real monstrous blood radiated from his body.

However, when these two fighters saw Ashura at the moment, they did not dare to be disrespectful. They all knelt down on one knee and saluted them respectfully!

The eyes of the two fighters were filled with unprecedented dignity and excitement, as well as unstoppable fluctuations!

The one in front of you is Ashura!

The supreme leader of the Shura Army!

The nightmare of the entire western continent!

Master Asura, disappeared and concealed for two full years!

Today, the Shura helmet has finally...come out again!

Under Shura's helmet, Chen Zongheng's eyes were deep, with a strange and cold arc.

"Get up." Under the mask, his voice was hoarse, and he said slowly.

At this moment, even the timbre of his voice has changed, becoming another person's voice.

Hoarse and ferocious, this...is the voice of Asura.

At this time, he is Shura!

The two fighters were very respectful, and slowly got up.

"I haven't seen it for a long time, wait, Shura Legion... okay?" Under the helmet, Chen Zongheng's voice was hoarse, and he asked slowly.

"Thanks to Shura! I'm waiting, very good! Looking forward to fighting side by side with Master Shura...!" The two warriors were very respectful and said with their bodies!

Under the helmet, the corner of Chen Zongong's mouth raised a strange arc.

"Okay. Tonight, take you... destroy the group."

After speaking, Chen Zongheng carried his hands on his back, and was dressed in a black leather jacket, with murderous intent!

Code-named Ashura, just step by step, slowly boarded that huge attack carrier!

The two warriors looked respectful and solemn, and carefully cared for Master Asura on the plane...

"Boom...!!" A few minutes later, the attack carrier roared and roared towards the night sky, whizzing away...! !

...

The night is endless and profound.

The silver attack carrier, piercing through the clouds of the night, whizzed past 20,000 meters.

The carrier aircraft of the Shura Legion, picking up Master Asura, will cut through the sky over the hot summer territory and fly toward the Mediterranean theater 6,000 kilometers away.

The speed of the attack carrier is supersonic, 3000 kilometers per hour!

It takes about two hours to reach the war-torn area in the Mediterranean.

Chen Zong wearing a Shura helmet, sitting in the luxurious cabin of the plane, his eyes were cold, and he lightly scanned the night plane window.

Then he raised his wrist and glanced at the watch time.

The corner of his mouth raised a curve.

Pour himself a glass of red wine, and then... he just sat in the plane, tasting the wine slowly, and waiting quietly.

The attack fighter has been encrypted with a special metal coating, equipped with wireless silent, anti-radar stealth mode.

In addition, equipped with the anti-radar tracking method provided by Asura (Chen Zongheng), it can perfectly avoid the detection of the air defense system in the summer.

Looking at the whole world, I can understand the air defense system of the summer so thoroughly...I am afraid that there is no one other than Ashura.

Because no one knows.

Asura is the **** of death!

In the cabin, piano music echoed.

Chen Zongheng sat on a chair, tasting red wine lightly, waiting quietly, a feast of killing and fear.

...

However, at the same time.

Six thousand kilometers away.

The Mediterranean, deep in a certain primeval forest.

A thousand teams wearing camouflage uniforms have assembled.

Thousands of people are preparing for battle, and all of them have loaded their weapons and ammunition.

Everyone stood there like a weapon, with cold eyes.

Asura Camp, the first group, a team of 1,000 people, assembled.

Just wait, Master Asura is here!

Then, it was a...unprecedented battle to destroy the group!

Thousands, enemy tens of thousands.

Goal, destroy the group!

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