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It was Nash’s voice.

He was leaning against the car window, pretending to be frightened as he looked at the group of black-clad men.

Hera turned around and shouted at him, “This is none of your business! You’d better hurry and go…”

There was actually someone else in the car?

The leader of the black-clad men was startled. He looked up and just happened to meet Nash’s gaze.

He had not sensed this kid’s presence at all.

This kind of stealth technique was extraordinary, not something an ordinary person could do.

The leader of the black-clad men’s eyes revealed a cold glint as he coldly said, “Deal with him!”

Meanwhile, Hera looked at Nash with guilt.

These people were after her, and they were definitely here to kill and silence her. This poor guy probably would not be able to escape either.

One of the black-clad men yanked open the car door and reached out to grab Nash’s collar.

“Hey!”

Nash let out a helpless sigh.

The next moment, infinite killing intent burst out from his pitch-black eyes.

His fierce face was covered in a layer of frost, and his once youthful and sunny demeanor completely transformed into a chilling coldness.

A loud noise rang out just then.

The chest of the black-clad man caved in, and he was sent flying like a cannonball.

Nash was like an arrow leaving the bow, his momentum as fierce as thunder.

He moved as gracefully as a butterfly through flowers, instantly rushing into the crowd.

Like a dragon emerging from the sea, there was an overwhelming force that came with a single flick of his hand.

Wherever he went, a strong gust of wind rose, and the energy was as sharp as a blade.

“Attack…! Attack together…”

The leader of the black-clad men took two steps back, his voice slightly trembling.

However, as soon as he was done speaking, he saw all of his subordinates fall down one by one.

Within ten seconds, 20 well-trained assassins were all defeated!

“This… This isn’t possible.”

The leader of the black-clad men widened his eyes, a chill running up his spine.

The young man in front of him was still standing by the car. There was a gentle breeze blowing, and his clothes fluttered with the wind. The murderous intent from earlier had completely disappeared, and it was as if he had never made a move.

aura was definitely not something he could handle

a mouthful of saliva with difficulty. He suddenly took a quick step toward

chance of survival was to

soon as he took a step

suddenly felt a slow and subtle

“Drats…”

he seemed to sense

Two… Stage Five, Stage Six… Stage Eight,

Circulation was at

Martial Artist! How could Tili Mountain

a hand on his shoulder. His tone was gentle and

the divine

and gallbladder shatter, his eardrums explode, and his blood vessels burst as

body felt as if a mountain was pressing down

the asphalt road, and the knees of

let out a heart-wrenching scream,

doomed today, and falling into this kid’s hands was

poison

out to pinch his lower

“What a pro!”

tricky tasks overseas, he would encounter similar situations. He did not expect to encounter this level of

at the black-clad men lying on the ground, her pale lips trembling

moved slightly as she looked incredulously at the man in front of

messy hair fluttered in the wind. There was a faint smile hung on the corner of his

was warm and reassuring,

was as if nothing had happened

regained her senses and looked at Nash,

was taken aback and

A farmer who could deal

up, running to Skadi’s side. She held her in her

was as pale as paper. She could feel her internal organs shifting, but she still gritted

has internal injuries, and her aura and blood

“You can heal too?”

a martial artist, it’s only natural

Hera

the middle of Skadi’s navel, below it,

spat out a mouthful of dark

pain in her internal organs was

do you feel now?” Hera asked

“Much… Much better.”

her chest in astonishment, feeling

if she were taken to the hospital, she would

even Jonford’s very own renowned physician would

adjusted your aura and blood flow. However, your muscles

no longer showed any trace of contempt, and her gaze at Nash now held a hint

the spare tire. Let’s hurry over to

“Okay,” Hera quickly agreed.

whispered, “Hera, this person is very powerful, and

had helped her, Hera was her best friend, after all. Nash’s origins were unknown, so it would not hurt for her

It’s always good to be cautious!” Hera smiled. This man probably did not have any ill intentions toward her. Otherwise,