"Oh? When you get here, you are finally sure?" "Li Weiguo" in the front seat sneered and said lightly.

"No, but you always have to give it a try." Zhang Fan's expression was very calm, like an ordinary passenger discussing with the driver where there are fun attractions.

"Haha, very no..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhang Fan in the back seat flashed golden light in his left eye. The door of the off-road vehicle beside him exploded, and the wind whistled into the car. Zhang Fan jumped hard to get out of the car.

Bang!

A rock-stable palm pressed on his shoulder and pressed him tightly into the car. At some point, another man in black appeared beside Zhang Fan, with a cruel smile on his lips.

It was indeed two people.

The leaves on Zhang Fan's left eye were bright and he finally recovered some of his mental power was consumed like a tide, but the man who held him did not move at all, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"Give up, just because you are a third-level, you want to resist the divine general?" He smiled, flipped his palm, and a short sword was held in his hand, stabbing Zhang Fan's throat like lightning.

boom--!

Just as the dagger was about to stab Zhang Fan, the base of the off-road vehicle suddenly exploded, and the piece where Zhang Fan was sitting collapsed, getting rid of the man's palm and being thrown out along with inertia.

The two assassins were startled, rushed out of the car one after another, and burst out at an astonishing speed to kill Zhang Fan.

They didn't expect that Zhang Fan's target was the car under his feet.

Can he not shake the general, and he can’t destroy a car?

Zhang Fan twisted his body, relied on the amazing balance and the power controlled by Ye Wen, and his toes were a little on the road, and he bounced directly towards the nearby alley with the flying inertia. The two gods followed closely behind.

Unfortunately, Zhang Fan was injured, and the two behind him were all divine general-level assassins with agility. In just one second, the two assassins of Group C caught up with Zhang Fan.

Two short swords on the left and right flashed with cold light, completely blocking Zhang Fan's movement and stabbing towards his heart.

Suddenly, the assassin on the left side drew a strange arc. The dagger in his hand avoided Zhang Fan who must be beaten, and directly hit another assassin's dagger from below, lifted it up a little, rubbed Zhang Fan's cheek and stroked it.

This scene was too sudden and too weird. C Yi suddenly looked at C Er who suddenly stopped him and cursed angrily: "Are you crazy?! What are you going to do?!"

Beryi didn't speak, his eyes were empty, and the dagger in his hand turned around and stabbed Beryi's temple with his backhand.

Zhang Fan, who had already felt the shadow of death, was stunned. Although he didn't know why the two suddenly had an internal conflict, this was undoubtedly the best time for him to escape, and he burst out at the fastest speed and ran away from the two.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on a three-story building directly in front of him, and a man stood on the roof of the building.

He was wearing a pale crying mask on his face.

Puppet Master?!

Zhang Fan's mind was blank, and unforgettable hatred and anger surged into his heart. In the past few months, he had dreamt of that cafe, that pale mask, and that demonic man countless times.

But...why did he save himself?

Zhang Fan is not stupid. The only thing that can provoke two assassins in this empty and deserted city is the puppet master in front of him. Even if he is ten thousand unwilling to believe it, this is an undeniable fact.

This scene in front of him subverted Zhang Fan's perception.

Isn’t he his enemy? Why should he come to save himself?

The puppet master stood there, as if he hadn't seen Zhang Fan, concentrating on controlling M2 and C1 to fight. With his current strength, he could control a strong man at the level of a god general within a certain distance, but it was very difficult to control the accuracy of the control, and it was already the limit to be able to achieve this level.

In the narrow and long alley, two figures were fighting at the extreme. C-1 and M-2 were members of the same group, but C-1 was stronger than C-2. However, C-2 was now a desperate fight, and it was like a mad dog to exchange injuries, causing him great trouble.

"Damn it! What's going on?!" Bing Yi cursed angrily, his spiritual sense unfolded, and he found the puppet master standing not far away to control the puppet, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

Is that guy who manipulated M2?

This thought came to Bingyi's mind. He snorted coldly, his body disappeared into nothingness, avoided Bingyi's attack, and the next moment he moved behind the puppet master a hundred meters away, and stabbed out with a sword.

clang--!

C Yi felt a flash in front of his eyes, and a huge figure suddenly appeared behind the puppet master out of thin air, and took the blow for him.

The figure was more than two meters high and was silver all over. Standing there, it looked like a hill, with metallic luster shining all over its body, and a hideous giant eye on its head was flashing red, extremely cruel.

It was the No. 6 puppet No. 6, the One-Eyed King Kong who instantly killed Zhang Fan and Ji Qianming!

One-eyed King Kong roared angrily, and his thick metal arms suddenly grabbed each other, smashing them toward Cyi's head like a thick silver sledgehammer.

C had a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and a blue light suddenly burst out from the short sword in his hand. It fluttered lightly on the shoulders of the one-eyed King Kong. The two metal arms were cut off from the middle and landed on the ground.

"You dare to take such a weak puppet out to stop me?" Bing Yi sneered.

The puppet master turned around, Ber Er fell from the sky, landing steadily in front of him, pointing the short sword in his hand at Ber Yi, his eyes were silent.

"It's just number six. Do you want to try something else?" The puppet master spoke lightly.

Cyi did not rush to take action, stared at the mask on the puppet master's face, pondered for a moment, and spoke in confusion:

"Strange, you should be the envoy of the Shangxie Society? Shouldn't you come to assist us in completing the assassination? Why should you stop me?"

The puppet master paused, "No reason."

After saying that, he put away the broken one-eyed King Kong on the ground, and the special ring with the word "pu" on his hand flashed with radiance. A woman in bright costume and heavy makeup appeared in front of him. She didn't know what material her fine lotus-like arms were made of, and she held a flower fan in her hand, which was strange and mysterious.

"Puppet No. 3, Hua Dan." The puppet master stood behind the puppet and spoke lightly.

As soon as the words fell, the flower girl flew towards C Yi like a sharp sword. C Yi followed closely with a short sword in her hand. The fancy fan cut horizontally towards C Yi's throat. The gorgeous costume flew in the air like a floating butterfly. The golden hairpin inserted in the crown made a jingle sound, crisp and pleasant sound.
Chapter completed!