Farmer: Plant strange fire at the beginning and sell devil fruits.

It was six o'clock in the afternoon, and it was already dark and cold.

After the Great Elder came out of Nanhai Prison, he turned into a black rainbow and headed straight to Jinmu Cafe.

The cafe was closed, and there was a 'closed' sign hanging outside the door.

But the door was open, as if he knew an uninvited guest was coming.

Is there an ambush?

Will he be afraid?

Although he is the weakest S-level in Xia Kingdom, it is also one of the ceilings for awakened warriors in Xia Kingdom.

Even the other S-levels didn't dare to fight him to the death.

The great elder stepped into the threshold with an expressionless expression.

It turns out that the lights were not turned on inside. There was a dim and stylish glass chandelier at the bar.

There was a man standing at the bar, his back straight, playing with the coffee machine.

The great elder's eyes gradually turned cold.

The man's face was wearing a mask of the Crying Ghost King.

Meng Xing said softly:

"Find a place to sit for a while. I'll be ready soon."

The great elder walked silently to the seat closest to the bar and sat down.

He wanted to see what tricks the masked man was going to play.

Soon, Meng Xing brought two cups of coffee and sat in front of the great elder.

The two of them were speechless.

After a while, the great elder said:

"Who killed my brother?"

Meng Xing's fingers habitually tapped the table:

"I killed him."

The Great Elder burst out with a strong spiritual energy. He stared at Meng Xing:

"Just you?

Zhenggong is double A level, seven levels of spirituality.

Only an S-level person can kill him in a single fight. "

Meng Xing did not answer, but said softly:

"Did you know? Because of your Moon Worship Sect, I lost an arm that controls the South China Sea.

Although this hand can grow again, it will definitely not be as smooth as the previous one. "

Meng Xing's tone was neither happy nor sad, he just described an incident in an understatement.

Tielin went in, and it was a bit silly to continue to work in the Nanhai Public Security Bureau.

The great elder sneered again and again:

“I underestimated the South China Sea.

I thought that only Mo Yulin, a remnant of the Moon Worshiping Sect, was making trouble in the South China Sea.

I didn’t expect that he was just a small character.

You guys also underestimated the Moon Worship Gate.

The Moon Worship Sect is what it is today, not because of the killer disciples. . . . . . "

The great elder paused, his eyes fierce:

“It relies on my invincibility.

You bowed to me in Beihai, and I will lead you to new heights.

But now, it's too late to say anything.

All of you will be buried with my brother! "

The cold wind howled in the coffee shop, and Meng Xing's white hair was fluttering.

It can be seen that the great elder is an old cat suppressing his anger and cruelty.

Meng Xing was not afraid and sneered:

"Do you know why I invited you to drink coffee?"

The great elder frowned.

Meng Xing's mouth curled up in a cold arc, revealing his white teeth:

"I like coffee, and I like the S-level coffee better."

The Great Elder's eyes gradually turned into a pair of dark golden vertical pupils, and a pair of fangs also slowly grew out.

The chandelier in the cafe kept bursting due to the restless spirituality.

Meng Xing tilted his head:

"If you fight outside, there will be too much trouble if you fight inside the city."

After saying that, the two of them turned into two streams of light, one green and one black, and disappeared into the coffee shop.

. . . . . .

The outskirts of Nanhai.

The lights are dim and the surroundings are lonely.

The wild wind and weeds are wary of each other, and the moon ends hastily.

Two figures stood on the desolate frozen soil.

One was wearing a black windbreaker and a mask of the Crying Ghost King on his face.

One was wearing a black robe with a full moon totem embroidered on his chest.

The chilling air spreads here.

A night bird in the sky screamed in fear, forgot how to flap its wings, and fell from the sky.

Tonight, the Moon Worshiping Sect and the Hunter Guild will finally come to an end.

. . . . . .

In the darkness, several drones are monitoring the situation here.

This is a drone from the Security Administration.

All the battle scenes between Meng Xing and the Great Elder will be saved and uploaded to the Security Bureau database.

The green-haired little Loli from the Blue Whale Team who was far away from the Public Security Bureau asked Whale Bird in confusion:

"Captain, what is the meaning of this order from the director?

Are you watching two top awakeners fight?

What if something big happens and causes unnecessary trouble?

after all. . . . . These are special times. "

The whale bird stared at the monitor unblinkingly:

“This is a test for the Hunter Guild.

If the Hunter Guild is not as strong as imagined.

Then the next task of the Security Administration is to clear out the Hunter Guild.

If the Hunter Guild can withstand the anger of the Great Elder of the Moon Worship Sect.

That means there is at least one S-level person in the Hunter Guild, or someone who can resist S-level people.

Then Xiang Minghao will be blessed.

The Security Administration will do its best to help him become a demon-level hunter.

He will be the bridge between the Security Administration and the Hunter Guild. "

The green-haired little loli curled her lips and cursed:

"Too obscene.

If you can beat him, grab it; if you can't beat him, give up.

Is this the director?

Why do you look like a villain? "

Whale Bird was stunned for a moment and glanced at the green-haired Loli:

"Who said the director is a good person?

His old man is very greedy for the extraordinary plants of the Hunter Guild. "

The green-haired little loli showed contempt:

"Is the only one who comes out of the Hunter Guild is the Ghost King?

Why aren't there a few more?

I really hope that the Hunter Guild can win and severely disappoint that old man! "

. . . . . .

Both Meng Xing and the Great Elder could see these two drones, but no one shot them down.

One man was trying to show his power over the SA.

One person is afraid of offending the Safety Administration.

The great elder's body began to change, and the blood all over his body faded, like a zombie.

The few remaining hairs of his hair fluttered in the air, and a ghostly howl resounded through the countryside.

There were dense cracks in the ground, as if countless voles were trying to get out.

Finally, pairs of corrupt hands pried open the ground, and zombie skeletons crawled out of the ground.

[Zombie King: S-level talent]

The dead sleeping in this land, whether monsters or humans, all responded to the supreme leader's orders and woke up one after another.

There is a gloomy air, and ghost fires billowing out.

The undead that filled the mountains and plains made my heart tremble.

The security management bureau administrators monitoring this place finally saw the horror of S-level.

Any S level has the power to plunder a city.

The undead awakened by the Great Elder retain half of their original strength.

There are dozens of B-level undead here.

"Roar!"

The undead roared and swarmed towards Meng Xing.

They are very fast.

In just a few breaths, a dense sea of ​​undead swamped Meng Xing, vying for a bite of living flesh and blood.

Looking at the submerged Meng Xing, the great elder showed a hint of contempt in his eyes.

Just one quick move and the masked man is finished?

I thought it was so strong.

The elder glanced at the direction of the drone and prepared to return to the South China Sea to continue looking for his brother's murderer.

It was impossible to kill Mu Zhenggong based on Meng Xing's performance.

Not to mention the great elder, even the green-haired little loli from the Security Administration found it incredible and asked in great disappointment:

"Is the Ghost King too weak or Mu Bowen too strong?"

Just as the great elder was about to leave, he suddenly paused. He felt a hot and violent spiritual wave behind him.

He turned back in confusion, his eyes gradually narrowed:

"good."