The mountain was relatively flat, and Zhao Ziyang, with his hands in his pockets in his trouser pockets, slowly swaying upwards. His actions towards the mountain were already in sight by the ruler's round table.

This is the headquarters of the Dominant Roundtable, with extremely tight surveillance facilities. Not only that, there are three barriers to prevent sudden shocks. Of course, it is impossible to suffer sudden shocks. In this world, the dominant Roundtable is a transcendent position. No matter it is a country or an organization, even a terrorist organization, they dare not be enemies of the Dominant Roundtable.

They can impose arms blockades on a certain region and implement weapons bans on a certain country or organization. This is even more ruthless than economic encirclement. It should be clear that except for a few superpowers, almost all weapons in other countries rely on imports.

"Magpie! Magpie!" The ancient castle issued an order: "Please persuade people to go up the mountain to go up the mountain to persuade people to go up the mountain to go up the mountain."

"Received! Received!"

The first line of defense nearest to the foot of the mountain, "Magpie", received the order and immediately sent two strong men in black suits to come towards Zhao Ziyang.

This line of defense is not equipped with weapons on the surface, and is also the most basic and friendly. Its main function is to warn any visitors and tell them that this is a private territory.

The three lines of defense are "magpies", "geese" and "eagles". By breaking through the eagle's defense line, you can drive straight into the castle.

Each line of defense is a small building group, living with the guards who rule the round table.

"Sir, this is a private territory. If you receive an invitation, please present your invitation letter. If there is no invitation letter, please change the route immediately." A strong man made a voice to Zhao Ziyang.

The voice is very polite, but it is mixed with an unresistible aura. Coupled with the strong body, it is easier for people to surrender and choose to leave.

"Is this the ruling round table?" Zhao Ziyang asked with a smile.

Hearing this sentence, the two strong men looked at each other, and the expressions on their faces began to become solemn and serious. Because there were not many people who could call out the ruling round table here, and anyone who could call out knew what kind of existence it was.

"Sir, do you have an invitation letter?" asked the strong man.

"Yes. Of course, there are." Zhao Ziyang raised his fist gently and smiled, "This is my invitation."

Fist, the ostentatious force, the manifestation of provocation!

"Sir! Please leave here immediately, or we will..."

"Bang!"

Zhao Ziyang punched the strong man in the chest and blocked what he wanted to continue.

The fist shattered the sternum, with an inexhaustible force that broke the heart, and then broke the spine and emerged from its back.

The strong man's eyes instantly became round and almost popped up. He stared at Zhao Ziyang, and the light of life in his pupils quickly disappeared.

The strong man next to him looked at this scene with great shock. His body was trembling and his legs were weak. Because he had never seen that person who could punch a person's body, because...

"call!"

Zhao Ziyang suddenly flashed in front of him, raised his right arm full of blood, and hit his chest in the same way.

The moment the fist hit, the strong man wanted to retreat. He wanted to retreat wildly. But he found that he could not move at all, as if he was fixed by something, and was locked up tightly. He could only watch the other party's fist hit him without any fancy and was unable to avoid it.

"Bang!"

The fist fiercely penetrated the strong man's chest, shattered his sternum, and shattered his heart. It emerged from the back of his heart.

The bright red blood flowed down the wound, and the strong man's body twitched, his head drooped, and he died of blood spitting out.

After killing the two of them lightly, Zhao Ziyang took a deep breath and took back his right arm.

The entire right arm was covered with blood. It even carries internal organ residue, emitting a blood-red light that was sensational and pungent.

"Pooh!"

Zhao Ziyang spit out the gum and continued to strode upwards.

He just made a desperate move, without tactics, without a better way, just using the strongest side to enter the castle through killing and fighting.

For him, nothing is more direct than this method; for him, this is the easiest and most time-saving method!

Seeing someone forcibly climbing the mountain, the ruler's round table immediately responded. The magpies' defense line rushed out and rushed towards Zhao Ziyang with weapons.

"Kill without any refusal!"

"Kill without any refusal!"

"Kill without any refusal!"

“…”

"Ba!Ba!Ba!Ba!..."

The crisp sound of pistols rang one after another, and warheads flew towards Zhao Ziyang who was walking towards him.

Facing the attack of at least a dozen people, Zhao Ziyang smiled slightly and rushed forward with his body. When he rushed forward, a fearsome and suffocating storm seemed to rise at the foot of the mountain, and a madmanly storm rolled up in a crazi manner.

That's right, it's a storm. When Zhao Ziyang rushed away wildly, he was a storm, facing the rain of bullets, moving forward without retreating. This is his style, the simplest, most simple, yet violent style!

"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff…"

The warheads hit Zhao Ziyang's body, splashing blood. Under the invasion force caused by the warhead, the body also showed a slight shock that was blocked. However, this slight shock did not affect his crazy speed at all. Not only did it have any effect, it became faster.

In a flash, Zhao Ziyang rushed into the first line of defense in an instant and rushed into the crowd. His body was covered with gunshot wounds, and blood was everywhere from head to toe.

Is this a monster? Can't the bullets kill him?!

A sense of fear rose from everyone's minds on the Magpie Defense Line. What they saw was a monster that could not be killed by bullets!

"Bang!"

A muffled sound rang out, and Zhao Ziyang punched one of the defenders in the head, smashing him back and flying upwards.

After flying, the guy's seven orifices instantly flowed out blood and died. The sound of the ripe watermelon was hit hard, and it was certain that his head had completely turned into a muddy sauce under this punch.

"hehe……"

Zhao Ziyang smiled, his body was like a loach and he was traveling through the crowd, waving his fists and constantly hitting it with the simplest attack method.

"Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang..."

A dull explosion sounded, and one person lying on the ground one after another. He was either directly blown up in his chest, his head was blown up, or his body was pierced by his fists...

In a short time, Zhao Ziyang killed everyone on the first line of defense!

Looking at the corpses and blood on the ground, he slowly took off his shirt, leaned his upper body, and exposed gunshot wounds.

"roar!!!"

A roar like a dragon roar came out of his mouth, and the muscles all over his body swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye in the roar.

As the muscles swelled, a pistol bullet was squeezed out of the wound and fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the second warhead was squeezed out, the third, the fourth...

The wound is closed and recovered at an extremely fast speed, and the cell regeneration ability is beyond ordinary people. Zhao Ziyang is the real monster!

He can be almost immortal unless his head and body are separated!
Chapter completed!