Seeing that Bian Lin did not stop, several foreigners hurried forward to stop him.
They had received orders not to let anyone in.
How could he watch Bian Lin walk in openly right under his nose?
"Fuck, you're looking for death!" Several foreigners exchanged glances.
"Old man, don't blame us for not trying to persuade you. If you don't want to die, get out of here!"
Bian Lin ignored their contempt and still had no intention of stopping.
The two foreigners with stronger power among the two Langdon families stepped forward first.
Just as they were about to take action, they found that an invisible force was suppressing them.
The force was like a jack, pressing down on both of them so hard that they could hardly breathe. They could only resist with all their strength.
I don't know when the sweat permeated my whole body.
"This old man...did something." He wanted to use his special ability, but he couldn't even raise his hand.
Bian Lin glanced past the two of them expressionlessly.
When passing by the two people, the invisible force they felt seemed to be magnified countless times. Their knees suddenly felt like they were filled with lead and could not stand up straight, so they knelt directly on the ground.
The sound of the knees hitting the ground was so loud that you could feel the pain just by listening to the clang.
"Oh my god, what did you do?"
Looking at his companion kneeling on the ground for no apparent reason, a black man walked towards Bian Lin with his shoulders shrugged and his hands spread out.
But he noticed something strange after taking only two steps.
A suffocating and terrifying breath came, and his brain suddenly went blank, leaving him no time to think at all.
His eyes rolled back and he fell to the ground in a daze.
Looking at those foreigners who fell down for no reason as soon as they got close to Bian Lin, Xiao Zhao couldn't help but wipe the sweat off his face and cursed them under his breath, "They are perverts."
Bian Lin’s strength made him think of his junior brother who once terrified him.
Perhaps only that guy can compete with Bian Lin.
Nowadays, looking around the world, there are probably less than a handful of people who can confront this old man head-on.
All the foreigners guarding the hall were knocked down by Bian Lin, and he walked inside very easily.
The next second, two rows of people wearing black suits hurriedly passed Xiao Zhao and rushed into the banquet hall.
"Hiss...does it have to be such a big fuss?" Xiao Zhao showed a bitter smile.
I never expected the situation to develop to this point. It's no joke for so many people from the Jingwei Group to break in.
In short, you have to be prepared.
As the secretary of the head of the Zhu family, one must have outstanding coping skills.
The sound of fighting broke out in the banquet hall, and the ninjas and samurai brought by Yamamoto Tomiyoshi were launching a fierce attack on Zhu Mo.
But they couldn't get close to Zhu Mo at all. The strange species composed of black mist he summoned were too powerful and it was quite troublesome to deal with them.
With the cover of the ninjas, Yamamoto Tomiyoshi finally got a chance to get close to Zhu Mo.
He leaped into the air, tightly grasped the ninja sword in his hand and slashed at Zhu Mo: "Good opportunity, go to hell!"
The bull-headed devil who had been protecting Zhu Mo waved his strong and powerful arms disdainfully at Yamamoto Tomiyoshi.
For it, Yamamoto Tomiyoshi was simply carrying out a suicide attack.
The thick arm hit Yamamoto Tomiyoshi's stomach but miraculously passed through it.
A look of surprise appeared on the terrifying face of the bull-headed devil, which looked quite funny.
"Humph, you underestimated me. See now, this is the clone technique of the Ninja King!"
Another figure quickly appeared behind Zhu Mo. Yamamoto Tomiyoshi stepped forward and slashed at Zhu Mo's back with a ninja sword in hand.
Yamamoto Tomiyoshi seemed to have foreseen the scene of Zhu Mo being hacked to death by himself in revenge, and the corners of his mouth were unconsciously rising.
After enduring the hatred for Zhu Mo for so many years, Yamamoto Tomiyoshi finally got his revenge today. He felt extremely happy.
"ah!"
A scream was heard.
But this scream did not come from Zhu Mo, but from Yamamoto Tomiyoshi.
No one could see clearly what happened. They only saw that Yamamoto Tomiyoshi did not touch Zhu Mo and rolled quickly on the ground like a ball until he hit the wall at the end.
A burning sensation spread from every inch of his skin, and the pain was so severe that Yamamoto Tomiyoshi couldn't even lift the ninja sword in his hand.
"Baga, what happened? I felt like I hit a barrier and bounced back. My whole body felt like it was on fire, it hurts so much..."
"President, are you okay?"
Two ninjas immediately came over and asked worriedly.
“Baga, are you blind? I look like I’m fine.” Yamamoto Tomiyoshi waved his hands and shouted, “Don’t worry about me, kill him quickly, or we’ll have no chance once his men arrive!”
"Da Lang, Xiao Lang, I allow you to use that move. Quick! Kill Zhu Mo."
Hearing Yamamoto Tomiyoshi's words, two similar-looking samurai with topknots stepped out from the crowd.
Seeing the two men walk out, the other Red Sun people who were still fighting immediately retreated and hid behind them.
Although Dalang and Xiaolang are short, they have a terrifying and powerful aura.
The two of them stood in a row, leaning forward, with their hands on the samurai swords at their waists.
The two men leaned forward slightly, then simultaneously drew their samurai swords and swung them forward.
White sword beams shot out from the tips of the two swords, and each sword beam went straight towards Zhu Mo.
"Hehe, let me show you the most powerful swordsmanship in the world today, Miya's Ittoryu!" Yamamoto Tomiyoshi said with a sneer.
Although Miya Keita has passed away, his Miya clan Ittoryu is still inherited by someone.
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