When Zhang Yu heard the voice of foreign language conversation, although he couldn't understand what it meant, he knew that it was the person with black gloves who came. He said in his heart that this was really interesting, one after another.

Similarly, Zhang Yu couldn't help but complain. He originally thought that lawyers were already in a very good state, but now it's good that the people he encountered this time were better than the other, and his lawyer's cultivation was obviously not enough. The disaster Mr. Zhen mentioned is basically here. If he is not lucky, he may lose his life.

These guys are now very old. As the Grand Master said, in another ten or twenty years, these people will have to go into the coffin. That time was my own era, but unfortunately my fate was so good that I would not give me such opportunities.

The footsteps behind came toward this side, and it sounded like there weren't many people, at best, only about twenty.

Zhenjun Xiaolin and Lei Zhengyang were obviously unable to take action. If this fight started, it would definitely allow the foreign devils to pick up a ready-made bargain. All fools knew that there were no easy people who could get here.

Of course, the people on Lei Zhengyang were also a little puzzled. They had suffered heavy casualties along the way. How could Zhenjun Xiaolin bring so many people? How could he do this? Experts could see that the men in black under Zhenjun Xiaolin were very limited in strength. Under normal circumstances, it was impossible for them to come here alive.

Soon, the footsteps were getting closer and closer, and then a sound rang out, "who?"

"Stop talking nonsense, I don't understand!" Xiao Lin Zhenjun didn't look back and said directly.

His eyes were still concentrated on Lei Zhengyang. After all, Lei Zhengyang had already sacrificed the flame knife and no one dared to be careless.

"Who are you?" a foreigner said in awkward Mandarin.

"I should ask you, right! This is the place for our Chinese people. What are you here to do? Are you looking for death?" Zhenjun Xiaolin said angrily.

"I'm very brave! Let me tell you, we are the ones who ruled the Gukusman family, Lord Lehman, but after saying this, you probably haven't heard of it! If you know the truth, get out of here, otherwise you will kill you all!" The foreigner said in awkward Mandarin again.

When Zhang Yu heard the other party revealing the name of Leman, he couldn't help but feel moved. When he faced the five major rulings, he had a good impression of Leman. Because from the beginning to the end, Leman favored He Yunshuai, and he and He Yunshuai were able to survive because of Leman's support. Of course, all of this was actually under He Yunshuai's calculations.

But at the moment, even if I show my font size, it doesn’t seem to be of use. After all, Lehman couldn’t come to this place. Even if he comes, everyone will still be a bloody battle for the sake of his interests. He is a Chinese, so he can’t say that he is helping the Chinese people with black gloves.

As soon as the conversation was spoken, the old man in silver robe standing beside Lei Zhengyang immediately whispered: "Brother Zhengyang, it seems that a person with a big temper has met someone with the same temper as him. Since that's the case, let's avoid it first."

"Everyone listened to Brother Dai." Lei Zhengyang smiled slightly, raised his hand and hooked it back, and slowly retreated.

Judging from what he meant, it was obvious that he was planning to sit in the mountains and watch the tiger fight.

However, what people said was nothing wrong. Zhenjun Xiaolin had a bad temper. Later, he had a bad temper. He always took out a look at the idea of ​​killing all his opponents. Since this is the case, Lei Zhengyang and the old man in silver robe simply stopped fighting and asked you to fight first.

Zhenjun Xiaolin saw Lei Zhengyang and the others retreating, so he naturally couldn't stop him. He couldn't fight with Lei Zhengyang first.

"Scatter!" Zhenjun Xiaolin shouted loudly.

His disciples had already set off their stance to fight Lei Zhengyang. Now they were all looking at the new black gloves, and when they heard the master's words, they dispersed again.

Zhenjun Xiaolin waved his hand and turned around and walked backwards. Zhang Yu, the old Taoist with big nose, could only keep up. This time, Zhang Yu deliberately slowed down. He didn't want to help Zhenjun Xiaolin take the lead and be cannon fodder. The same thoughts as him were Zhu Jiuzhen and Liang Daji. The three of them walked slowly and could not catch up with Zhenjun Xiaolin's eighteen golden men. The three of them gradually shrank behind the eighteen golden men.

At this moment, the three of them looked at each other, and it was tacit. Even if Zhu Jiuzhen wanted to complain, wouldn't he be too far behind? What kind of face does he have to report Zhang Yu?

Zhenjun Xiaolin and the old Taoist Daniel, four yellow robes, four black robes, and eighteen golden men were walking in front. They followed and saw more than twenty people standing opposite each other, not all foreigners. Most of them were foreigners, and only four Chinese people were.

The leading foreigner is about fifty years old, wearing a black magic robe, a white cross embroidered on his chest, and holding a Bible in his hand.

The clothes of others are generally like this, either black robe or white robe, all with crosses hanging, even four Chinese people were no exception. However, among the crowd, there was a guy wearing a black robe and a black one-piece hat, which looked very strange. This dress was no different from a black one-piece raincoat, and there was no cross on his body. What's more important is that there was darkness in the hat, and the face of this person could not be seen, and it was all black. If it weren't for the hands exposed in the person's cuffs and holding a staff that looked like a harpoon, it would make people wonder if this would be a piece of clothing.

"If you want to kill all of us, it seems that you have to see if you have the strength." Zhenjun Xiaolin came to the other party and said arrogantly.

His eyes seemed to be watching these people, sweeping on them. But his eyes were soon attracted by the guy holding a harpoon in the crowd.

"We kill people with black gloves, no one can live." The leading foreigner obviously didn't know Zhenjun Xiaolin. Look at that, he didn't take Zhenjun Xiaolin seriously at all.

Immediately afterwards, his lips moved, and in front of him, he immediately traveled to a huge white light cross.

The leader foreigner immediately pointed forward, and the white light cross hit Xiaolin Zhenjun.

"brush!"

"Ao..."

Seeing this, Zhenjun Xiaolin immediately opened his mouth and roared.

His throat was like a tiger roar. Even when Zhang Yu and others heard it, they couldn't help but feel palpitations. Fortunately, Zhang Yu discovered that the tiger roar was not for them, but for the opposite side.

At this moment, Zhang Yu felt that the power of the tiger roar seemed to be exactly the same as Mr. Zhen's dragon roar. However, it was slightly inferior.

"Pu!"

The white light cross that shot towards Zhenjun Xiaolin turned into nothing in the roar. At the same time, the leading foreigners and other foreigners couldn't help but push backwards, and they were about to fall to the ground.

At this moment, the guy holding the harpoon suddenly raised the harpoon.

"brush!"
Chapter completed!