"Bright Jin? What was that? Can it be eaten?"
In the face of Zuo Hao's question, Wukong raised his head and revealed a cute look. Then, he buried his head in the barbecue.
"My dad will definitely win!"
Wu Pa protested at the side. Clearly, he did not like this arrogant fellow. Unfortunately, Zuo Hao ignored him and said to Sun Wukong,"
"You know, behind us is the Carlin Tower. There is an immortal at the top of the tower…It has many strange paths, and one of them is called super divine water.”
"Super Divine Water?"
Wu Pa and Sun Wukong said in unison. However, Wu Pa was surprised while Sun Wukong was curious. Wu Pa gritted his teeth and asked angrily,
"How did you know? Only the guardians of the Holy Land know about this!”
"Oh, Sun Wukong hasn't told you that you're the disciple of Turtle Hermit. Well, one of the reasons why Turtle Hermit was so strong was because he had climbed up the Carlin Tower.”
Zuo Hao calmly explained to both sides, but his eyes were fixed on the battle between Bola and West Mist. Bola was in a sorry state as he held the broken spear and kept retreating. There was an obvious footprint on Cilan's chest.
"Xilan, stop!"
Hearing that, Xilan immediately stopped and looked at Bola with an unwilling expression. She sat down in front of Zuo Hao and took the roast meat from the chef.
"I'm sorry, Master. I failed.”
"Yes, it's also because you don't have the intention to kill, and I've underestimated this protector of the holy land. To be able to fight to a draw with my disciple while distracted is really not bad. Come, sit down. If I have any ill intentions, I'm afraid…you know.”
Bola also sat down with lingering fear. He took the roasted meat and took a bite. His eyes lit up and he started eating.
" It's so delicious…"" Mmm…" Wukong echoed from the side, his mouth full of saliva.
What a naive guy. There was nothing that a barbecue couldn't solve. If there was, then two meals. He was also grateful for his wandering life, so he specially brought some seasoning bags this time.
After the group of people introduced themselves to each other, they started to get along harmoniously. It was also thanks to Turtle Hermit's name…
"Master, master, this, this, have you forgotten about me? We have to run! Otherwise, you'll die."
Perhaps it was the chaotic sounds or the aroma of roasted meat, Yero woke up and called Zuo Hao in a low voice.
"Oh? What do you mean?"
Die? Zuo Hao's interest was piqued. If he wasn't afraid of guns, what was he afraid of? One had to know that Yero knew his strength.
"It's like this…"
Yero also told him everything he knew. He had no choice. If he didn't leave now, that person would come. Regardless of whether he was friend or foe, everyone would die.
"The number one assassin in the world? Tao Baibai? Oh, there was such a person. It seems to be quite powerful."
Zuo Hao muttered to himself as he called for Silam to bring Yero away. At the same time, he also told Bola and the others. At this moment, Bola finally understood why the Holy Land, which had always been peaceful, had so many strange people.
Dragon Ball!
"What should we do? The Dragon Ball must not fall into the hands of those guys.”
"Yes, we have to discuss a countermeasure.”
Bola and Zuo Hao kept discussing, leaving Wupa and Wukong dumbfounded. Suddenly, Zuo Hao looked up at the sky and said,"
"They came so quickly!"
A spot in the sky that could be seen with the naked eye rapidly expanded. It turned out to be a stone pillar, and a person stood on it. He stood in the wind, and it looked like he was flying on a sword.
The stone pillar stabbed into the ground, and that person landed lightly, looking very carefree. He didn't pay attention to the others. Instead, he picked up a map in his hand and muttered to himself,"
"Eh? Why are there a few more? Is the machine broken?”
He was holding the Dragon Ball radar invented by the Red Silk Army, but it was not as accurate as Buma's. He raised his head. He had a ponytail and was dressed in a long robe. There was the word 'kill' on his chest. He had thick eyebrows, small eyes, and a full beard, but he was meticulously groomed, looking as if he was a bad person.
"Then who should we start with? Mm, you then!"
Tao Baibai looked at the four of them and came to Bola's side. Perhaps Bola looked the most powerful.
"Bola, be careful! Run!"
Bola picked up the broken spear fearlessly, but Whitey Tao caught it easily with her fingers and said,"
"Aiyaya, why don't you obediently die? I have to do it."
After saying that, he kicked Bola away, then picked up the broken spear and threw it out, instantly piercing through Bola. In just a few seconds, Bola was killed, and Zuo Hao couldn't react at all.
"Daddy!" "You deserve to die!"
Sun Wukong was angrier than Zuo Hao. If Zuo Hao couldn't make it in time, he wouldn't be able to react. What he saw was an old man suddenly attacking.
"Hmm?"
Seeing Sun Wukong appear at an unusual speed, Tao Baibai frowned and pointed at Sun Wukong's chest. A finger visible to the naked eye gathered a powerful energy and hit it.
Sun Wukong was instantly sent flying and fell unconscious. After he was done, he looked at Wu Pa, but the corner of his eyes was sneering at Zuo Hao. Tremble, young man!
Indeed, Zuo Hao was really frightened. Sun Wukong, one hit kill! For a moment, countless questions flashed through Zuo Hao's mind. In the end, he mustered up his courage and said,
"The Dragon Balls are all with me. If you want them, come and get them!”
He took out the dragon ball Bola had just given him and ran away. Tao Baibai raised her eyebrows and looked at Zuo Hao, whose speed was not weak. After hesitating for a moment, he gave up on Wupa and chased after her.
Wu Pa found it hard to accept, but he still came in front of Wukong and hid him. Because he heard Zuo Hao's voice. He couldn't let Zuo Hao die for nothing. He was a man and couldn't cry.
They sent a secret message to Sun Wukong. Sun Wukong wasn't dead. He was just unconscious. As long as he wasn't dead and woke up, the two of them wouldn't be afraid of Tao Baibai. That was why they escaped.
After running for a long time, the sky had already darkened. Tao Baibai, who had been hanging not far from Zuo Hao, suddenly accelerated and jumped in front of Zuo Hao.
"I'm sorry. It's getting dark and I've had enough fun.”
"Oh, do you really think you have me?”
Unlike Xilan and Sun Wukong, they lacked experience in life-and-death battles. They were at a disadvantage against this experienced killer. Sun Wukong was too naive and rarely used his full strength. However, he was weaker than his opponent and was killed in one strike.
In fact, he could do the same thing. This was the difference between an assassin and a martial artist.
"Oh, please begin your performance."
Tao Baibai smiled contemptuously, but the next moment, he was stunned. Zuo Hao took out several silver needles from somewhere and stabbed them into his body.
"Come on, acupuncture with golden needles. Ha!"
The true energy that was usually flowing slowly was stimulated and flew up. This was also the secret skill that Zuo Hao had mastered that had the least backlash.
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