At the same time, Hughes and others also began their mission with great enthusiasm.

In front of a black and white three-dimensional decoration style in the entertainment block, Qiaoer, Hank and Hughes blocked the main entrance with dozens of the latest clone warriors in black clothes and black pants.

A dozen big men guarding the gate instantly surrounded him. A guy who was leading the way stared at Qiao'er, who was young and luxuriously dressed, and shouted: "What are you doing? Get away from me, don't entertain outsiders here!"

Hughes shrugged in disappointment, "Have your usual life of drinking and sex has ejaculated your brain? Even blind people can tell that we are not ordinary people, right? Do you think you have some magical talent in magic, and just yell a few words to make us obedient?"

Hank snorted: "What are you talking about with these idiots!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he swung out a punch, and the huge sound roared. As a result, the man felt as if he had been hit by a level 10 monster. The inner man shook wildly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He flew far away like a rag bag, smashing seven or eight people behind him to the ground.

The others were stunned and stared at Hank tightly, not daring to move.

Qiaoer held the flower-colored rain fan and knocked it in Xiaobai's hand, saying, "It seems that Hank's method is more effective!"

Hank spat in dissatisfaction and said, "Where are the warriors in the magic world, I have only used less than 10% of my strength. These people are too useless!"

Hughes said, "Yes, you have enough strength to destroy the World Trade Center. It's already amazing that he didn't die!"

At this time, there was a commotion at the door. More than a hundred people ran out quickly, and more than a dozen people dressed in obviously more advanced clothes stood behind, as if they were leading up to someone who could make the decision.

Qiao'er shook the feather fan and covered half of her white chin. She chuckled twice and said, "Sir, I'm sorry to disturb you, but we really have something urgent to find the owner of this place today, called..."

"Big Mouth Jack!" The clone behind him whispered.

"Oh! Yes, Mr. Jack of the Big Mouth Chamber of Commerce!" Qiaoer whispered: "What's the bullshit name of this great grandma? After catching this Jack, I must shoot him green shit!"

Hughes was beside him with a black head and thought to himself: This woman has always been a little woman in front of Cao Hong. Why is she so fierce every time she comes out? Is this her true face?

"So Mr. Big Mouth is free tonight? Or give you some face. Are we honored to talk to Mr. Big Mouth?"

"It's Jack!" An old man in white clothes yelled in dissatisfaction: "You should respectfully call Mr. Jack! An ignorant country bumpkin! And just because you want to see our chamber of commerce leaders is simply a dream. Hurry up and tie it up, otherwise you will be rewarded with Kru, and you will die without a complete body!"

"Ah!" Hughes turned to Qiaoer and said, "He was so rude that he actually attacked him personally!"

Qiao'er smiled unchanged: "Since she can't speak humanly, then find someone who can speak humanly. Fortunately, I'm so polite!"

The old man in white shivered in anger and screamed: "Are you bastards idiots? Didn't you see that they are provoking me? Kill them! Especially that, I'm going to take her to the Colosseum to breed the lowest beast!"

More than two hundred big men shouted, grabbed the weapons on their bodies or the ones next to them and rushed up.

Hughes smiled evilly, his hands trembled slightly, and dozens of transparent silk threads emitting faint blue light shot out from the tip of his fingers, instantly wrapping the ankles of the thirty and forty men in front, and his hands suddenly intertwined.

More than 30 men screamed at the same time, and they all fell to the ground, holding their broken legs that were squirting wildly, and cried in a terrible way.

The man who charged behind was not in a hurry to brake. The more than 30 people who suddenly turned into roadblocks in front were not prepared at all. They rushed to make a ball. When they stopped, less than fifty people stood at the end in front of them, looking at the tragedy in front of them, and didn't know what to do.

Hughes licked his lips, chuckled and shook his fingers, and more than thirty feet flew up from the ground, neatly arranged in front.

"Sorry, I've used too much force, I'll give it back to you now!"

The big men were still wailing in pain, while the others were staring at the row of short feet blankly, subconsciously taking two steps back, and never daring to take a step forward again.

Qiao'er brushed the feather fan in her hand and smiled and said, "So now, am I qualified to meet Mr. Big Mouth?"

A man with a tall figure, a bigger head, an exaggerated mouth, as if he was mutated by radiation, walked out with a gloomy face.

Behind him, a large number of cold-eyed men approaching with majestic steps.

Hughes couldn't help but laugh. Although he knew it was not suitable for this time, he really didn't expect that a big mouth on his face would have such a comedic effect.

Before he could speak, Hank was already surprised: "This is the leader of the Big Mouth Chamber of Commerce. An armed chamber of commerce with more than 5,000 people under his command, the leader actually looks like..."

He was suddenly stunned because he really didn't know how to describe the guy in front of him.

But Mr. Big Mouth had instantly understood what he meant, and felt the insulted big mouth, his face turned from white to purple, and he roared loudly: "You dare to insult me, you bastard, can you do it, I will ask a thousand people to eat you by yourself! Are you all idiots? Didn't you see that they are just here to make trouble? Come on, kill them, and call people! They must be chopped into meat sauce!"

Qiao'er lowered her head, pressed her eyebrows with her fair fingers, and sighed, "Oh, why hasn't it been smooth all the time? There are always some idiots who can't see the situation clearly and yell at the self-righteousness." She waved her hand gently.

The clone behind him quickly took out dozens of heavy machine guns and began to shoot wildly.

"Boom boom boom..."

The deafening sound of gunfire bombarded the magnificent gate in front of him, and used the advantage of beating the little spoiled kids to kill the men in front of him.

The thugs of the Dazui Chamber of Commerce have seen this kind of meat-minting farm that is comparable to landing battles. The weapons they usually use are not available here. They are lying on the ground with fast reactions, and those who are slow reactions have been beaten into pieces of meat.

Ten minutes later, the sound of machine guns stopped and dust fell to the ground. In front of me was a flesh-and-blooded slaughterhouse. The originally exquisitely decorated door had been riddled with holes, as if the dormitory was a rock wall that had been 10,000 years old, and could collapse at any time and turn into a pile of garbage.

"Hi!" Qiaoer ignored the tragic moment in front of her, waved her hand and asked the clone behind her to change the link, and shouted in front of her: "Are there any living people? Can we talk now?"

No one talked. If it weren't for the uncontrollable pain, seeing such a scene, it would be unimaginable that someone would survive.

But this place is a magical world after all, and the survival ability of people here cannot be underestimated.

"Is no one talking?" Qiao'er smiled and said, "Then I'm going to blow up here! It's very convenient to destroy corpses and traces!"

The people couldn't help it. A man with blood on his face jumped up and shouted loudly: "What do you want? Jack has been blown into meat sauce by you. Our chamber of commerce will soon be annexed by other armed chambers of commerce and then disappear. Isn't this enough? We have to kill them all?!"

"Hey, you're so lucky!"

Hughes looked up and saw that it was the old man in white. However, at this time the luxurious and neat white clothes on his body had turned into blood-stained rag strips, and his body was covered with blood. I don’t know if it was his own or someone else’s.

Qiaoer squinted her eyes and smiled, "We just want to talk and make a deal, but you don't give us a chance to speak at all. If things get like this, we can't blame us! But it's better if you can survive. After all, you seem to be a person who knows the current affairs. So tell me, who is the highest-ranking person in the Big Mouth Chamber of Commerce now?"

The old man in white looked at Qiao'er's smiling face, his legs trembled. He looked at the place where Jack Big Mouth originally was, and found that there was nothing else except a large stall of Italian meat sauce. He replied in a trembling voice: "The second leader is dead, so it should be me! I am the leader No. 3 of Big Mouth, named Shaq!"

"Very good! Shaq!" Hughes snapped his fingers happily and said, "Although your attitude was not very good at the beginning, I like you, so tell me Shaq! I ask you to convince the entire Big Mouth Chamber of Commerce to join our Death Chamber of Commerce. How much money do you need and how many people you need to kill at least to do it!"

Qiao'er smiled and said, "Don't think about revenge. You know, we are far more than this manpower."

As he spoke, hundreds of clones slowly walked out of the darkness in all directions, holding all kinds of clones in his hands. With Shaq's knowledge, he could not recognize them at all, but he instinctively felt dangerous weapons.

Shaq's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he washed the snow marks on his face one by one, almost saying: "There are more than 5,000 people in Big Mouth, most of them are Jack's direct subordinates. I must ask my brothers for their consent..."

Qiao'er chuckled, flipped her palms and raised her hands. Shaq screamed and covered her shoulders and knelt on the ground. Looking at the steel needles inserted on it, she only dared to tremble but not speak.

Qiaoer raised her face and looked at the sky with a faint voice: "You know I don't have that much patience. You can choose to immediately refer to our God of Death. Another option is to kill you. I think there should be many people who survive here to be competent for your position!"

Shaq gritted his teeth and said, "There is no practical benefit, even if I order it, I won't..."

"bump!"

With several loud noises, seven or eight huge boxes hit Shaq's face, and the huge bills were filled with almost blinded Shaq's dog eyes.

Looking at Shaq's dull face, Qiaoer hummed with a little disgust: "What about now?"
Chapter completed!