689 Melon field's first kill (1)

"Eat, eat, eat, eat, your sister! You're so rude and don't know the rules. Remember to call me Mr. Tang in the future!

What are you waiting for? hurry up and check your weapon. Are you waiting for me to beat you up?"

One of the brawny men in the car immediately turned his head and cursed. At the same time, he quickly took out a military rifle and put it aside.

After giving his orders through his headset, he raised the telescope in his hand and kept observing.

The young man was reprimanded by the captain, but he didn't dare to talk back. He quickly took out the submachine gun, checked it skillfully, and began to wait for the battle order.

At this time, all the Secret Service personnel were loaded, and there was even a sniper who took out a large-caliber sniper rifle, ready to shoot out of the car's roof at any time!

However, before Tang Zhen took action, he had warned these Secret Service agents in advance that it was strictly forbidden to aim at suspicious targets with their guns. This was because it would arouse the enemy's vigilance.

Even the elite soldiers of the original world could feel discomfort when being aimed at by a gun, not to mention Lou Cheng's strong mental power. He could definitely detect the abnormality the moment he was aimed.

Therefore, for safety's sake, Tang Zhen absolutely would not allow them to aim at the target!

Moreover, although the weapons they used were powerful, they were only used by ordinary people. If they were used against high-level cultivators, the effect would not be ideal.

If he wanted to kill these foreign cultivators, he would have to use the special guns used by the Holy Dragon City cultivators!

These Secret Service agents also knew this, so they had already applied for the right to use special weapons. It was just that they had not yet arrived.

Along with these guns were the mech exoskeleton armors. Otherwise, no matter how strong their physical fitness was, they would not be able to use these weapons normally!

In truth, the Secret Service agents had heard of this legendary figure, Tang Zhen, like thunder reverberating in their ears. After all, they knew more inside information compared to the ordinary people.

This was an immortal figure who could move mountains and fill seas, fly in the sky, and burrow underground. Killing them was as easy as crushing ants.

Soldiers had always worshipped the strong. They worshipped an expert like Tang Zhen who had exceeded the limits of a human by countless times!

There were even a few people in the Secret Service team who were fanatical fans of Tang Zhen. When they first saw Tang Zhen, their faces were filled with excitement, and the Secret Service Captain was one of them.

In addition to the unconditional obedience of orders issued by the surface, the Secret Service team listened to Tang Zhen's words. They did not have the arrogance and disobedience that they had displayed when they carried out missions in the past due to their special establishment!

Just as the Secret Service Squad was ready for battle, Tang Zhen had already arrived in front of the shack. He spoke to the middle-aged man who was sitting on a chair,"Fellow townsman, how much is your watermelon?"

The middle-aged man's face was sallow. He was wearing a straw hat and a large vest with holes in it. He was sitting lazily under the parasol.

After hearing Tang Zhen's question, the middle-aged man did not even lift his eyelids. He used a dry voice to say,"1.20 yuan per Jin!"

After saying this, the middle-aged man closed his mouth and said nothing more.

His gaze merely paused on the ground. He did not even glance at Tang Zhen. There was a faint feeling of disdain.

"It's not expensive, but the key is whether it's sweet or not. Can I try it?"

While Tang Zhen was speaking, he randomly picked a watermelon and flicked it with his finger. He then said to the middle-aged man,"Do you have a knife? cut it open and try it."

The middle-aged man coldly swept his eyes at Tang Zhen. There was not a single trace of emotion within his turbid eyes. It was as though he was looking at chickens, ducks, pigs, and dogs.

Picking up a butcher knife used to cut watermelons from the chair beside him, the middle-aged man asked in a dry tone, " "Do you want me to cut it, or do you want to cut it?"

"Give me the knife, I'll do it myself!" Tang Zhen took the pig slaughtering knife and said with a smile.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he casually handed the knife over. There was some distance between the two of them, so Tang Zhen took a step forward and prepared to take it.

Just as Tang Zhen's fingers touched the handle of the knife, his fingers seemed to have accidentally touched the palm of the middle-aged man. In the next moment, he grabbed the other party's wrist.

The middle-aged man's expression changed, and his eyes suddenly flashed with a glimmer of light. Just as he was about to use his strength to break free, he found that the big hand holding him was like iron, and he could not break free at all!

"You're so silly!"

The middle-aged man opened his mouth, wanting to say something. However, it was also at this moment that the pig slaughtering knife had already landed in Tang Zhen's palm.

A cold light flashed across the blade. The blade seemed to have crossed the distance of space and had already pierced deeply into the middle-aged man's heart. At the same time, it twisted with great force.

The middle-aged man's body trembled, and his eyes widened. His pupils also turned blood-red in an instant, and the aura of a 4-star horde leader suddenly erupted!

"Ants, ants, you're looking for death!"

The middle-aged man furiously roared. His other hand clenched into a fist and ruthlessly smashed toward Tang Zhen. His speed was similarly shockingly fast. The strength of his fist seemed to be able to even smash through steel.

However, at this moment, Tang Zhen's hand that was holding the handle of the knife had already loosened and grabbed the neck of the middle-aged man with lightning speed.

A "crack" sound was heard as the middle-aged man's neck was actually broken by Tang Zhen!

how could he be a King-level cultivator? "

The middle-aged man's clenched fist drooped down. He immediately stopped struggling and spoke in a foreign language that Tang Zhen had never heard before.

At the same time, his face was filled with disbelief. His eyes were full of shock and regret as he fell to the ground.

Tang Zhen looked at the corpse on the ground. He extended his hand and gently removed the corpse's face, immediately revealing a face that was similar to a human's. However, it had an additional vertical pupil!

"Three eyes, human form, not bad!"

In that case, the search area was much smaller!

After taking a few photos, Tang Zhen informed the Secret Service personnel to deal with the body. He then broke a watermelon and slowly ate it.

"One down, nine more. Don't worry, none of you will be able to escape, Yingluo."

When the Secret Service team members saw this scene from a distance, they suppressed the shock in their hearts and quickly drove over.

The battle just now had happened too quickly. It had not even taken a tenth of a second, and the battle had already ended!

They had all watched the corresponding videos and knew the strength of the cultivators in Lou Cheng very well. The destructive battle scene was almost unforgettable!

Therefore, although the battle just now seemed to be very easy, the members of the Secret Service team were very clear that there must be great danger hidden in it!

As for why the battle had ended so quickly, it was clearly not because the strength of that foreign being was too weak. Instead, it was because Tang Zhen was too strong.

If they were to face this foreign being, it would only take a few seconds for him to kill them all without any injuries.

Even if they had guns, it was useless. After all, if the bullets couldn't hit the enemy, they could only hear the sound!