Chapter 146: The God of Murder Mercenary Corps!

  "King! Save me!"

  Amidst the cries, only to see that anciently dressed man's entire right hand was emitting white smoke, and there was a continuous spreading trend. In this short period of time, the anciently dressed man's entire right palm had turned into deep white bones, and the white bones were still continuously melting.

  Suddenly, a sonic boom sounded, and the man on the central stone platform flashed over, waving his hand. A dark aura instantly covered the ancient-dressed man's right palm, but what the white-robed ancient-dressed man did not expect was that the dark aura could not drive away the golden light threads in his subordinate's palm. The golden light threads were abnormally stubborn, and with the white-robed ancient-dressed man's strength, he could only push them to the tip of his index finger.

  "Cut off his fingers!"

  The man in the white ancient costume immediately gave an order, and upon hearing this, the anciently dressed man waved his hand. His right index finger had already fallen to the ground, but before it even hit the ground for three breaths, his index finger was completely melted. After the melting of his index finger, a thread of golden light instantly flashed back into Yan Jing's body.

  At this, the white-robed ancient-dressed man's silver pupils narrowed slightly, and with a wave of his hand, he took out a two-meter-long large knife. On the hilt of the knife, however, there was a seal character that kept flashing golden light.

  Suddenly!

  The giant sword suddenly shook, and the golden seal character at the hilt of the knife instantly detached from the hilt of the knife as if summoned, and then rushed into Yan Jing's brow with lightning speed.

  The golden runes left the big knife, and the big knife immediately buzzed excitedly and flew around the white-robed ancient man constantly. Looking at Yan Jing again, her body was shining with golden light at this time, and a majestic justice burst out instantly. The small soldiers who had surrounded her immediately retreated more than ten meters away, except for the white-robed ancient man and the seven ancient men behind him with icy expressions, who did not retreat half a step.

  "It's indeed the same energy." The man in white ancient attire nodded lightly, then gazed deeply at Yan Jing and sighed, "What a pity, you are not my wife Chang Ping..."

  The man in white ancient costume walked slowly towards the central platform with a desolate expression after shaking his head.

  "What shall we do with this woman, Your Majesty?" A tall and muscular man with a cold expression, holding a large axe, spoke respectfully from behind.

  "Open the sky, this woman cannot be touched." The white-robed anciently dressed man said without turning his head, "The strange energy on her body should have been cast by that senior in the tomb. That senior did not destroy you when he first saw your corpses, it can be seen that he has a heroic heart, we naturally cannot act as petty people."

  Returning to the stone platform, the white-robed anciently dressed man shook the air again, "And with our current strength and realm, we are not even a match for that senior. Since he can easily kill my enemy, he can also easily kill me, you, just watch quietly."

  "Your orders."

  A group of men in ancient costumes all returned to their respective positions and no longer paid attention to Yan Jing.

  It wasn't until much later that Yan Jing slowly came to, opening her blurry beautiful eyes. The scene in front of her gradually became clear in her pupils...

  As she looked clearly at the scene in front of her, her body trembled inexplicably and subconsciously shrunk back, "You... who are you..."

  Quietly and weakly, she spoke out, before her eyes, four or five hundred men dressed in ancient costumes were lying on their backs, sucking the moonlight, this scene was frightening.

  Upon hearing Yan Jing's voice, the white-robed anciently dressed man on the stone pedestal lowered his head and suddenly appeared three meters in front of Yan Jing without any visible movement.

  The sudden appearance of the white-robed anciently dressed man startled Yan Jing again, and she subconsciously retreated a few steps back, "Y...you, what do you want to do, who are you?"

  His lips didn't move, but a low voice rose in the air, "Miss, don't be frightened, I mean no harm."

  Yan Jing sat on the ground, her knees slightly bent, her hands tightly wrapped around her knees, and a cautious expression fixed on the man in front of her. "I'm here to look for someone. My husband entered this ancient tomb yesterday and hasn't returned yet."

  Upon hearing this, the man in white ancient attire nodded thoughtfully and immediately said without any concealment, "Miss, the high-ranking person you mentioned is no longer here..."

  "Has he left? When did he leave?" Yan Jing interrupted the ancient costume man's voice with a look of urgency.

  After a moment of silence, the ancient white-robed man shook the air again, "That high-ranking person was calculated by an outsider in the ancient tomb. Although he finally killed the enemy at the third pass, there was no way to retreat, and had no choice but to enter the underground dark river to escape."

  "...underground dark river..." Yan Jing's heart skipped a beat, she was truly an elite university student, and naturally had some understanding of the dangers within the underground dark river. So when she heard Wu Zheng Xie jump into the underground dark river, her beautiful eyes unexpectedly fell with tears.

  At this, the white-robed anciently dressed man shook the air and continued, "Miss, don't be too sad, your husband is not an ordinary person, a mere underground dark river can't trap him."

  Upon hearing this, Yan Jing was slightly stunned for a moment before letting out a long sigh of relief. Indeed, Wu Zheng Ye wasn't an ordinary person, how could he die so easily? This is truly worrying to the point of confusion.

  At this point, Yan Jing immediately stood up and slightly bowed to the man in white ancient costume, "Thank you for telling me about my husband's situation. If you don't have anything else, I'll take my leave now."

  The man in the white ancient costume nodded slightly, and with a wave of his hand, the disappeared mountain wall reappeared, quickly isolating the man in the white ancient costume and the group of men in ancient costumes who were absorbing the moon's essence from Yan Jing's line of sight.

  "Hmm." Yan Jing lightly exhaled and took a few steps back, turned around and left...

  The next day, in the 301 room of H City Government Office Building, Mayor Zhao Guanghua was reviewing several important documents when the red phone on his desk suddenly rang. Zhao Guanghua slightly startled and muttered to himself, "Is Secretary Zi Xun looking for me?"

  "Hello," Zhao Guanghua answered the phone, "What are Secretary Zi's instructions?"

  "On the other end of the phone, a calm yet authoritative voice slowly emerged, 'Mayor Guanghua, we just received a warning from above that a group of international mercenaries has infiltrated our city. According to preliminary investigations, there are five mercenaries in total, none of whom are Chinese nationals. We still don't know their specific purpose for coming here. The higher-ups require us to attach great importance to this matter and prevent uncontrollable consequences.'"

  "Alright, I'll arrange it." Zhao Guanghua hung up the phone with a serious expression and then pressed the 2nd button on the intercom next to him, saying "Come to my office."

  Before long, his first secretary Zhang De gently pushed open the office door, "Boss."

  He looked up at Zhang De and said with a serious face, "Notify Chen Jun to strengthen the city's security during this period. A group of international mercenaries has successfully infiltrated H City, their purpose is not yet clear, but we can't just sit back and wait for death, we must stop these ruthless mercenaries from committing crimes in H City."

  "Boss, I'll go and handle it now." Zhang De's face was equally solemn, he slightly bowed his head and prepared to leave the office.

  At this time, Zhao Guanghua continued, "Let Chen Jun be more careful, these five mercenaries are not Chinese, they are all dangerous elements."

  "Uh-huh, got it." Zhang De gently pulled up the office door and backed out.

  In a humble and worn-out tile house in the suburbs of H City, four men, two black and two white, were sitting inside one of its bedrooms at this moment.

  Among the two dark-skinned men, one was skillfully assembling something with some iron and copper parts. This man was the "Blind Sniper Devil" of the Killer God Mercenary Group, his comrades called him "Sniper Devil", because his marksmanship was incredibly accurate, whether day or night, as long as he thought about it, he could hit wherever he wanted.

  The prestige of Demon Hunter is extremely famous among international mercenaries, and few people dare to provoke him.

  And another person was staring at the laptop in front of him with an excited face, his fingers flying quickly on it, like a flowing cloud and water, giving people a sense of ultimate enjoyment.

  This man is a very important person in the Killer God Mercenary Group, because every action of the Killer God Mercenary Group requires information from his hands. He has no name, only an extremely strange code name - 01.

  Others may not understand what '01' means, but a few people from the Killer God Mercenary Corps are very clear - computer programming binary coding decoding only has 0 and 1.

  That means he is just a program, he doesn't remember his name, all he knows is programming.

  It's clear that this guy is a computer freak. However, this small and weak-looking black man indeed matches the codename '01'.

  His computer skills are among the best in the world, I remember that he was first imprisoned in the United States for invading the government's official website and continuously playing a level-A video on the homepage before being caught.

  He was later discovered by the not-so-famous Killer God Mercenary Group and invited to join, and after that, the members of the Killer God Mercenary Group changed generation after generation, but his position had never changed, and the growth of the Killer God Mercenary Group could not be separated from his help.

  One of the two white men was holding a cigarette, taking a drag every now and then, his eyes half-closed, as if savoring the dizzy feeling brought by the smoke, yet seemingly pondering something, giving off an air of profundity.

  He is the main attacking general of the Mercenary Corps of God of Murder, and his peers call him 'Tank'.

  Moreover, the origin of this nickname is also justified, because this guy is almost invincible in close combat. He was once involved in a car accident and nearly died, but after coming back to life, he possessed strength that was dozens of times higher than normal people, especially when he went berserk and his eyes turned bloodshot, his entire body underwent an inhuman transformation.

  His skin and muscles can withstand ordinary bullet attacks, even if a sniper rifle hits his skin, it can only penetrate slightly.

  Of course, he also has weaknesses, his head and eyes are his weaknesses.