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Chapter 433

Chapter 433 Black Angel Vs. Ghost King

“Fire!”

At the same time, on the savannah, Black Emissary, Xiaomin, and others had a.s.sembled the equipment they brought out. At the command of Black Emissary, over twenty rocket projectiles were fired at a ma.s.s of motorcades of the Red Scarf Army, leaving dark purple smoke trails behind.

“Huh? A raid?”

“f.u.c.k! What's going on? The enemy is already so close to us. But we even didn't find it.”

“A raid! Everyone! Watch out!”

Boom, boom, boom, boom…

Over twenty rocket projectiles went all the way to the ma.s.s of motorcades unsurprisingly.

Plenty of soldiers of the Red Scarf Army were terrified and fled in all directions. Many of them even chose to hide under their vehicles.

Even Mr. Yan and Berberto were also shocked a lot. But it was fortunate for those two big shots that those twenty rocket projectiles all went to the middle of the ma.s.s of trucks, exploding a little further away from them.

Next, something even weirder happened.

“d.a.m.n it! Why is there only smoke all around after the explosion?”

“f.u.c.k! The rocket projectiles of the enemy have expired. Hha, hha!”

“Nothing serious. Everyone! Don't be afraid. The projectiles they fired all have expired. Ha… Ah!”

That was right. There were twenty-two rocket projectiles in total. As a result, the explosion almost did not harm anything at all but just emitted large clouds of choking dense smoke.

However, were the projectiles really harmless?

As a soldier of the Red Scarf Army was laughing out loud complacently, he suddenly roared aloud, “Something's wrong! Ah, I'm choking.”

“No. What's happening? I'm in pain. This is… This is…”

“Everyone! Don't breathe. There's something wrong with the smoke.”

“Something's wrong.”

Mr. Yan, standing at the edge of the motorcades, suddenly rushed back to a truck and took out a jug. Next, he wetted his clothes and covered his nose and mouth.

Berberto just followed suit and asked anxiously, “What's wrong? What's happening?”

“Idiot! It's toxic!”

Mr. Yan shouted, “Command your men to retreat quickly. The toxic smoke is diffusing quickly over a wide area. You don't want half of your soldiers to die before the fight can start, do you?”

“Ah, ah! Fall back! All the people should fall back.” Berberto shouted.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh…

Just at the moment, two dozen more rocket projectiles were launched.

The Red Scarf Army panicked a lot. Sounds of running and shouting were intertwined with roars of the engines of trucks.

A truck rushed out of the dense smoke and dashed to the rear quickly. And two dozen more rocket projectiles exploded in the crowd.

Large clouds of dense smoke kept diffusing all around. All those people who inhaled the dense smoke turned blue all over within a few steps and then fell to the ground.

“f.u.c.k! They actually used the poison! It's so inhuman!” Berberto shouted and yelled while commanding those soldiers to retreat.

“Humane? Humph! You're the supreme general of the Red Scarf Army. You have killed so many people, haven't you? How can those soldiers be humane in the war?” Mr. Yan mocked on the side. Of course, he felt fear as well.

“Hha, it's my first time to kill people with poison in such a way. I also feel that it's a little inhuman!”

Black Emissary, who released the poison, hid in the gra.s.s and sneered, saying, “My poison is more lethal than bombs.”

“This poison of yours is really fiercer than mine.” Xiaomin whispered, “In this way, you must have killed a lot of enemies, haven't you?”

“We're not here to kill a lot of people, but to deter!”

Black Emissary shrugged and said, “To deter them from going too far and to buy time for the base to be ready.”

Hum!

Xiaomin answered to show her understanding. They then turned around and retreated.

After the attack of Black Emissary and Xiaomin, the Red Scarf Army retreated five kilometers and then stopped. They checked the number of soldiers again and found that these two waves of attacks caused by the rocket projectiles with poison gas had caused a loss of about three hundred people.

“d.a.m.n it. The Netherworld has so many tricks. Let's just wait until our follow-up forces all arrive here. Let the plane scout ahead.” Berberto was really terrified. After finis.h.i.+ng his words, he went back to his vehicle for a rest.

When Black Emissary and Xiaomin returned to the tribe, they checked the time and found that it took exactly half an hour.

At the moment, Ghost King had almost finished deploying the bombs.

But just at this time, on the savannah to the west of the tribe, some figures appeared.

A heavily armed troop, with 22 people, showed up. They kept a certain distance from each other but came for the same goal.

At the same time, Ghost King, who was just standing in this direction, also looked at them.Read more chapter on vi p novel. com

“Boss Ghost King, the enemy appeared in front of us.”

“Boss, shall we attack now?”

Those members of the Netherworld, who were deploying bombs with Ghost King, all moved quickly towards Ghost King.

“No need. Let them all enter our bombing zone first.” Sloppy as Ghost King was, he acted carefully and sharply in the face of an upcoming battle.

The troop didn't mean to cover up their ident.i.ty at all. They kept walking and then stopped ten meters away from Ghost King and others.

“People of the Satan Legion!”

Seeing their uniforms clearly, Ghost King said in a low and m.u.f.fled voice, “The Satan Legion only sent so few people? It's not enough, is it?”

“It's enough, Mr. Ghost King!” A young man, with a scar on his face, walked out of the squad on the left. With his eyebrows presenting his pride, he said, “I am the son of Mr. Bald Eagle, Lugadia! Behind me is the ultimate warrior of the Satan Legion, the Black Angel Unit. Today, I must take Master Yama's life. And you will die with him.”

“The Black Angel Unit!”

Having repeated these words, Ghost King raised his right hand, telling the people around him to step back immediately. “Bald Eagle is really so generous. He actually dispatched this troop.”

“You must be Ghost King, right?”

At the same time, from behind Lugadia walked out a rough-looking middle-aged man, who tilted his head and looked at Ghost King. He said coldly, “I am the captain of the Black Angel Unit, Black Angel! Today, I, Black Angel, challenge you, the soul-reaper messenger of the Netherworld.”

While he was speaking, Black Angel jerked his right hand to his back, and then a two-foot-long machete appeared in his hand.

Ho-ho!

Ghost King sneered and handed the laptop on his back to the man behind. At the same time, he also pulled out a machete. “Very good. Today, I will send you the soul-reaper token. I'll take your soul to the Netherworld.”

Hha!

Lugadia sneered as if he had heard a big joke. He said, “Black Angel, did you hear that? Ghost King seems to despise you. If I were you, I would chop him to death with the machete.”

“f.u.c.k!” Black Angel cursed aloud. He swung his machete at Ghost King.

“The way you swing the machete makes me feel that you are a little weak!” Ghost King stepped forward and swung his machete upward!

Clang!

These two machetes collided with each other, emitting a large shower of sparks. Black Angel was forced to stumble backward. The machete clenched in his hands was buzzing and shaking.

Ghost King was still holding the machete with one hand. He said disdainfully, “Big Boss Yama once said that the driving force of the Netherworld was that the whole Netherworld was improving. However, an old super force as you are, I see nothing but decay in you. Do you want to rival me? You are too weak!”

Ghost King wielded the machete and pointed its tip at Black Angel.

“f.u.c.k you! Stop your f.u.c.king boasting! I may lose to you in strength, but I'm going to compete with you in homicidal skills.” Black Angel shouted. He swung the machete and rushed over again as he chopped at Ghost King three times. “You're about to see my power now! No matter how strong you are, it is of no use. Because I'm faster.”

“You think too much. I'm not slower than you!” Ghost King adjusted his body to fight back. The machete in his hand emitted a cold light.