Mysterious journey

The violent force brought up a gust of wind, and before the hand could reach it, the strong pressure squeezed No. 101 slightly.

Garen's right arm seemed to grow longer in an instant, swelled up, and was grabbed like a mace.

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The claws passed across the side of No. 101's face.

No. 101 snorted and moved sideways to avoid the catch.

"Are you kidding a child by attacking at such a speed?"

Garen slowly retracted his hand, returned his arm to its original position, stood there and looked behind No. 101 calmly.

At the edge of the river embankment, the man holding a knife fell to the ground with a plop, and a trace of blood slowly flowed from his head. A book-shaped pendant slipped on his clothes.

"You guy.!!" 101's face darkened and he looked back. "It seems I have to break the rules this time."

He suddenly pulled off his windbreaker and threw it away, revealing the tight-fitting black leather vest underneath, revealing his streamlined muscle lines.

Hold one hand diagonally in front of you, the palm of the other hand outward, and bend over. Put on a weird fighting stance.

"Oh? Are you a martial arts practitioner too?" Garen looked at the opponent's posture with a hint of surprise on his face. He noticed that the knife in the opponent's right hand seemed to have a different color than normal skin, it was a light rusty red.

Bang bang! !

Suddenly two gunshots were heard from the next street. It seemed extremely harsh over the quiet streets at night.

101 heard the gunfire, looked to the right, his expression changed, and he suddenly put away his posture.

"The situation has changed! Everyone retreat!!"

The strong men surrounding Garen also seemed to become nervous. One by one, they quickly put away their knives and other weapons and ran towards the next street. They soon disappeared into the alley leading to the next block.

101 gave Garen a cold look at the end.

"I'll come back to you."

He tiptoed, picked up his windbreaker, put it on and left, quickly disappearing into the alley. Like a gray bat disappearing into the shadows.

Garen frowned and watched the group of people disappear into the alley, his muscles slowly relaxing.

"It's a pity that my speed was too slow, otherwise I might have a chance to keep this person this time."

He pulled the collar of his clothes and walked quickly to the edge of the river embankment.

Snapped.

He grabbed Grace's right hand, slowly lifted her up and hugged her, then slowly lowered her to stand on the ground.

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay. Fortunately, you scared those people just now, otherwise it would be really troublesome this time." Grace was shocked. He glanced at the dead man with the golden ring on the ground beside him.

"Jin Huan actually dared to attack me as a senior cadre of the company! Lord Garen, please excuse me for a while. I must return to the company immediately to report this matter to the headquarters!" Grace's face gradually turned cold.

"Although our Manleyton is not as good as the Golden Ring, we are not easy to mess with either!"

"Okay, you go." Garen nodded, "I still have to go next door to see what's going on? Something happened just now that lured them all away. Pay attention to your own safety, it's best to deploy more manpower for protection. Yourself. Where’s your gun?”

Grace's face turned red: "Before I had time to take it out, I was attacked and caught from behind."

"Be careful, I'll go take a look first." Garen couldn't help but laugh, "Where has your fierceness gone when you first met me?" He touched Grace's hair and rubbed it as if it were a child. After rubbing it and picking up the pendant, Garen turned and walked towards the alley.

His height is already over 1.7 meters, which has not changed. He is slightly taller than Grace. There seemed to be something very natural about making this move, which made people completely ignore his current age.

Grace stood there, gritting her teeth and looking slightly red.

"You told me not to treat me like a child!" She quickly got into the car, took out the pistol from her handbag and held it in my hand. Then she started the car, turned a corner and drove towards the company.

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Garen walked along the alley and soon heard the sound of fists hitting flesh, and each punch was accompanied by groans and screams of pain.

"Catch him and don't let him run away!!" "Gallo passed out! Damn it! This guy's fists are so heavy!" "Watch the gap! Don't give him a chance!"

The shouts of a group of men came one after another, as if they were besieging someone.

Garen stood in the shadows at the entrance of the alley and looked out.

On the street, on the dirty dirt floor, a group of men from the Golden Circle organization were surrounding two thin teenagers. No. 101 was standing on the periphery, staring at the field with a cold expression, and at the same time seemed to be alert to the surrounding movements.

There were already three or four adult men lying on the ground. They all seemed to have been hit in the face and fainted.

Garen briefly inspected the injuries of the wounded and let out a light sigh.

"This kind of intensity is almost the same as the intensity I used to kill people for the first time! Could it be that these two children were responsible for killing these people?"

His eyes immediately fell on the two teenagers in the field.

The two were a boy and a girl. The boy was handsome and the girl was innocent. They looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, the same age as Garen, but the look in their eyes showed that this was not the first time they had encountered such a dangerous situation.

The two were wearing white sportswear, standing back to back, assuming a standard boxing fighting posture.

"My dad will come to save us right away!!" the boy gritted his teeth, "he won't let you go!"

"Don't talk too much, save some energy!" the girl whispered, with a black pistol on her waist.

101 sneered and walked forward quickly.

"I'm here. You guys surround them and don't let them escape. This kid is Bai Ying's son. It's hard to catch him but we can't fall short."

He walked into the encirclement and stood still, with one hand raised and the palm of the other hand facing outward. His body was slightly arched, assuming the same fighting posture as before.

Vaguely, Garen noticed that the knife in his right hand seemed to be redder than before. It's like congestion, and it seems like blood may overflow at any time.

"Boy, you dare to fight me. You are asking for death! Don't blame me if you are disabled somewhere."

"Stop talking nonsense! Let's do it!"

The boy straightened his body and interrupted the other person.

Before he finished speaking, there was a sneer.

A red shadow streaked across his chest, and the white sportswear was ripped open silently. A bloody gash was cut on the wheat-colored skin inside, and blood slowly oozed out.

The red shadow disappeared in a flash and returned to the sword in 101's right hand.

The boy's face turned pale. The moment the red shadow passed over him, he quickly exhaled and closed his chest. If he had been a little slower, his chest would have been broken open. But at this time, because I exhaled so quickly and violently, my breathing was a little uncomfortable and my lungs hurt.

"Civica! Are you okay?" the girl said hurriedly, "Be careful! The opponent is practicing red hand boxing!"

"It's okay, I avoided it!" The boy Siweka coughed twice and replied, still staring at 101 in front of him.

"It's been delayed long enough." 101 resumed his previous posture, "I just gave you a warning before, now, I will cripple your right arm." His black eyes became colder and colder, with a hint of murderous intent.

Tsk tsk tsk!

There were three soft sounds in a row, and the boy Siweika fell back and quickly dodged two knives, but the third one made a bloody cut on the clothes of his right hand with a hiss. Red blood quickly then white tracksuit.

"Did you hide well? Come again!" 101 became a little angry, "Death!!"

His right hand shook violently and slashed at the boy's limbs like a machete. He actually struck out four knives in two seconds.

Each of the four knives was struck extremely fast, and only a trace of red shadow could be seen.

The two retreated one after another.

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A stone street lamp was scratched, and with a snap, fine cement residue was chopped out. It actually chopped up the cement poured into the street lamp like a real machete.

There was another series of soft sounds, and a wound was made on the boy's right leg because he couldn't dodge. This caused his right leg to bend and he could hardly stand up straight.

"Civica!" the girl cried out anxiously.

Garen stood at the entrance of the alley, and the steps he originally planned to take out suddenly retracted.

"White Eagle? Is he the guy with Mercury in the tower?"

"If it's that guy, it'll be a bit troublesome. I can't let them see my true face."

He looked around and took a deep breath.

Bang!

A punch hit the wall on the right side of the alley entrance. A depression the size of a bowl suddenly appeared on the wall, and large chunks of cement were scattered and scattered.

Gallon reached out and grabbed a piece of broken cement, rubbed it with his hands, and it turned into a large amount of white gray cement slag. Then he wiped it on his face, and his face suddenly became so gray that he could not distinguish his features.

"Who is this?!" The people outside heard the movement in the alley and shouted immediately.

Garen slowly walked out of the alley. Watch the changes in the field.

After only a short delay, the boy in the field had his left arm chopped off again, with only one leg left to support his body from falling. The girl was surrounded by other people, and the situation was terrible.

And 101 was standing in the field with his back to him.

Hearing the movement behind him, 101 turned around and glanced at Garen.

"Is it you? Do you also want to take a trip into this muddy water?" Before Galen could answer, he suddenly sneered. "Okay, we're here today, let's just deal with it together."

Bang!

The girl on one side was kicked in the abdomen, staggered back a few steps, and was immediately punched in the vest by someone behind her. She fell to her knees with a plop, her face was pale, and she could hardly breathe. The pistol on his waist was also shot off at some point.

"Eve!!" The boy Siweka half-knelt on the ground and shouted anxiously.

101 turned around and walked directly towards Garen without looking at the boy who was almost losing his fighting ability.

"You didn't run away when you had such a good opportunity just now. Should I say you are stupid or an idiot? I don't know why the higher-ups pay so much attention to you." He pointed back to the boys and girls who were being beaten, "Did you see that? ? This is the result of opposing our Golden Ring. Even the son of Bai Ying and the daughter of Mercury in the Tower can only be obediently allowed to be slaughtered by us."

Garen shook his shoulders, and there was a crisp sound of joints all over his body.

"There's so much nonsense, just do it. In return, I will make your death easier."

"This is what I want to say." As soon as 101 finished speaking, he rushed towards Garen at an extremely fast speed. The moment he rushed in front of Garen, he swiped his feet and turned to the left to slash out with his hand knife.

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Garen only felt a pain in his left arm, and his clothes were torn with a hiss. He looked at the injury and saw a faint red mark on his skin.