On Cat Island, a short figure was hiding in the soil, and his hands kept gently digging out the mud and sand in front of him.

The hard and stable hands were like a steel shovel, and under the huge operation, they kept digging the soil in front of them, allowing the short figure to slowly move forward underground.

"Hmph, a bunch of idiots."

The man who dug the soil underground was an old man with old spots on his face, wrinkles, a short body, and a white hair. His green eyes and a big hooked nose illustrate his identity as a foreigner.

But it was such an old man who looked unknown how old he was. At this moment, his muscles seemed to be cast from steel, digging soil and rocks was like digging cream.

"After suddenly gaining powerful power, they all thought they were invincible in the world."

"But I don't know whether it is the war in the past or the super-powered war in the present, the most important thing is to survive first."

"If you don't want to win, you will be defeated in a hundred battles."

"This is the secret to my husband's victory in every battle."

The old man named Oliver in front of him was a European soldier who participated in World War II decades ago.

He was only a teenager at the time, and after two weeks of training, he was pushed to the most vicious and bloodiest battlefield in history without hesitation.

It was also on that battlefield that he discovered something.

He has the talent for killing.

I look forward to a new battle every day, and I like to watch life pass through my own hands every day.

Whether it is guns, chariots, grenades, military spears, long swords, ropes, whether you may be killed at any time and anywhere, or someone may be killed by him anytime and anywhere, everything makes him so excited.

But happy days are always so short.

On the day when the war was announced, he felt extremely disappointed.

So, at the cocktail party that night, he killed all 28 comrades who fought with him.

The old man who was digging the soil suddenly stopped, then his head twisted and bent, and his ears were tightly pressed against the ground above.

In a vague manner, he could hear rhythmic collisions coming from above.

"According to my estimate, this place should be below the villa." The old man's green eyes turned strangely: "Is it the sound of footsteps?"

He carefully turned his body and began to spread the mud and sand above him one by one.

The old man was very patient, just as if he had been quietly waiting under the other party's bed for three days and three nights in order to attack a target. At this moment, he was cleaning up the mud and sand above little by little, as if he was dealing with a work of art.

"Be careful...be patient...take it slowly..."

"The mysterious man who gives us such powerful abilities must have an ulterior motive behind it."

"And Zhao Yao, whom he lets us attack, must have the strength that this guy values."

"Terrorism is the stupidest strategy."

"Go out what he must go, attack what he must save."

"Let me use the Chinese military tactics to erase this Chinese."

In order to arrest Zhao Yao's parents, Oliver came to Jianghai two weeks ago.

Then he took advantage of the Double Eleven opportunity to come to the express delivery center and found Zhao Xue's package. Through the locator installed in the other party's package, he determined the location of Cat Island and the villa.

Then, with his extremely powerful body, he swam all the way to Cat Island, dug a hole and buried himself, sleeping while waiting for orders.

Until today, a mysterious message was generated in his mind, he slowly dug down the Cat Island Villa in the direction of the cave.

Oliver dug for a while, then pressed his head on again, and began to hear the footsteps coming from above.

"The footsteps... are light, full of vitality, strong and powerful... According to the information, Zhao Yao himself has extremely strong physical fitness and melee skills. Is it Zhao Yao?"

Oliver frowned and began to estimate in his mind whether he would take this opportunity to attack Zhao Yao, or would he hijack the other party's parents after he left.

After thinking about it, two cold lights flashed in his eyes, he quietly stopped his body, his breathing became longer and longer, and his whole body collapsed into the cave like a hibernating snake.

He still chose to wait for Zhao Yao to leave.

An hour later, Oliver listened and felt that there was no sound, and continued to dig.

He carefully unloaded the last floor tiles, and he crawled out of the hole like a boneless python.

But the next moment, with two light puffs, Oliver felt as if he was hit hard, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and then slowly fell to the ground.

Zhao Xue walked in from outside the door barefoot, shaking the stone in her hand, looking at Oliver lying on the ground, and thought to herself: "I just felt something moving underground, it was actually dug up by someone? I thought it was the superpower of earth escape."

Zhao Xue looked at the other party's appearance of lying on the ground and still motionless, and said to herself: "The stone I just threw must have penetrated his stomach and chest. Let's ask Bai Quan to clean up."

While thinking about it, she had already picked up the phone and called Bai Quan's cell phone.

"Why no one answered?"

Just as Zhao Xue was looking at the phone, Oliver, who was lying on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes, his body twisted like a python, bursting out the power of spring, and came to Zhao Xue with a whoosh.

Zhao Xue's expression changed: 'This guy...'

She crossed her hands, defending against Oliver's hands, kicked her hard from bottom to top, and hit Oliver's stomach with a strong wind.

But the old man in front of him suddenly shrank into a ball. While avoiding Zhao Xue's attack, he was like a whirlwind, instantly carrying thousands of fist shadows and palm wind completely swallowing Zhao Xue in front of him.

Zhao Xue took a few moves and immediately wanted to retreat and reorganize the situation, but found that the other party was stuck in him like a python and did not retreat. The offensive was like a storm.

"You Chinese are very conflicted. You like to say that you should not pursue the poor enemy..."

"I also like to say "cutting the roots."

"Hahaha, but I still like the last sentence: Cut the grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze will grow again."

The old man spoke clearly, and his authentic Mandarin penetrated the air, and every word was reflected in Zhao Xue's ears.

Hearing this, Zhao Xue's expression changed: "This guy, can you still speak with such a steady breath while attacking me? His physical strength is above me? I can't let him continue to gain the upper hand, I have to find a way to fight back."

The old man's straight fist shot out like a siege crossbow. Zhao Xue suddenly held her breath and wanted to use her abdominal muscles to block it. She tried to get it over and took the opportunity to fight back.
Chapter completed!