Super Comic System

"Xiao Zimo, you have to think about it. We will not be responsible if anything happens in this competition." Song Hao couldn't bear it when he thought of the strength of the foreign aid he invited. Unable to calm down, Song Hao can be said to be extremely shocked by the strength of that foreign aid.

He didn't even have the time to react to a refrigerator placed in front of him. The refrigerator was cut in half, and even the trees behind it were chopped off in half. The speed was astonishingly fast.

Therefore, the current Song Hao has strong confidence that he can kill Xiao Zimo and Qin Wuwen here.

"It's ok! Just let the horse come here! Gods block and kill gods, Buddhas block and kill Buddhas, you have to think clearly, if something happens to the foreign aid you invited, I think you will have an accident too." Xiao Zimo is full of deep meaning He glanced at Song Hao carefully.

The meaning is obvious, that is, if the foreign aid he hired dies, he will die too. Xiao Zimo's words indicate that if something happens to your bodyguard, something will happen to you too. Threat The meaning is already obvious.

"You.......Don't worry! I will be fine, you should cherish the next time! The competition starts at 9 o'clock, and there is still an hour, you know." Song Hao laughed maliciously, then turned around and left with the girl in his arms.

"Boss, this Song Hao is too arrogant, he must be taught a lesson later!" After watching Song Hao leave, Qin Wuwen walked up to Xiao Zimo and said angrily.

"Don't worry! Nothing will happen, he is too arrogant." Xiao Zimo said lightly.

"Is there anything you can do?" Qin Wuwen asked with a puzzled expression.

"No, I can only wait and see the changes. He has seen my strength, but he is still so confident, which means that the foreign aid he invited this time is very strong, so he has such strong confidence." Xiao Zimo looked serious. said.

"Then what should we do? Do you want to leave?" Hearing Xiao Zimo say that the foreign aid this time is very powerful, Qin Wuwen also panicked.

"Don't worry, I have my own way." Shaking his head, he followed Song Hao.

After a while, Xiao Zimo and Qin Wuwen followed Song Hao to an 8m x 8m, level, obstacle-free, square field, surrounded by mats. There is a slope with an angle of less than 30 degrees with the ground outside the boundary line of the playing field.

The field of 8 meters x 8 meters is called the competition area, and the outer edge of the competition area is called the boundary line. The edge line of the competition recording platform and the on-the-spot medical table facing the competition area is the first boundary line, and the clockwise rotation is the second, The 3rd and 4th boundary lines, but because it is relatively remote, they have not been established.

Some competition mats are laid outside the boundary line to ensure the safety of the competition personnel, with a width of 1-2 meters.

At this moment, next to the competition area, Song Hao was hugging the girl in the martial arts system, kissing and kissing like no one else was there.

"Hmph! He really isn't worried!" Seeing Song Hao like this, Qin Wuwen couldn't help but snorted coldly.

"This just shows that this time the foreign aid he invited is very strong, so strong that he can be presumptuous." Xiao Zimo nodded and said.

"How about, Boss, let's leave if we can't beat it! At most, people will gossip, but if we really go up, we will lose our name, so what's the use of anything else." Qin Wuwen teased Xiao Zimo sleeve said softly.

"No need, I have a solution, absolutely make him come and go." After finishing speaking, a sharp light flashed in Xiao Zimo's eyes.

"Alright then!" Realizing that he couldn't persuade Xiao Zimo, Qin Wuwen only sighed, and didn't say anything else.

Time passed quickly, and after a while, the hour hand pointed to the number 9.

"It's time, Xiao Zimo, are you ready to die?" Song Hao twisted his neck, looked at Xiao Zimo with a ferocious face and said, he seemed to be able to see the scene where Xiao Zimo's blood spattered.

"Then let's try it!" After saying that, Xiao Zimo jumped onto the competition platform, loosened his muscles and bones, and after a little exercise, he stood still on the spot.

Since Song Hao wanted to hold this contest with a purpose, he was afraid of being seen by interested people, so he invited all the people in the martial arts hall outside and sealed the martial arts hall. Anyway, the owner of the martial arts hall was not there, and the owner The Shen family where he lives is friendly with his Song family, so in this martial arts hall, Song Hao almost walks sideways.

Now only Xiao Zimo, Qin Wuwen, Song Hao, and the so-called foreign aid invited by Song Hao who had never met were left in the entire huge martial arts hall.

"Hahaha! Xiao Zimo, Xiao Zimo! Today next year will be your memorial day!" Since there are only these few people left here, Song Hao doesn't have to hide anymore, and pointed to Xiao Zimo's nose.

"Speak! You don't have much time to live, just enough time to talk." Xiao Zimo showed a smile like a spring breeze on his face.

"Humph! You are so sharp! Come out! I spent a lot of money to invite you here, I hope you don't let me down." Song Hao snorted coldly, and said something to the void.

"Don't worry! Since I have received the commission, I will definitely do my best." A cold voice came from the void, and then a figure appeared in front of Xiao Zimo.

Wearing black tights, covering his mouth and nose with a cloth belt on his face, leaving only an inverted triangle eye that keeps turning around, giving people a vile and evil feeling overall. At this moment, standing in front of Xiao Zimo, he was almost a head shorter than him.

"Commission? Are you from the 18th floor?" Xiao Zimo couldn't help looking at Song Hao's foreign aid when he heard the word commission.

"Boy, not bad, you actually know the 18th floor, so you don't need to introduce yourself!" Song Hao's foreign aid said gloomily, took out a badge from his arms, and showed it to Xiao Zimo for a look.

The whole body of the medal is black, with a pair of scissors engraved on it. On the hinges of the scissors, there is a figure similar to the sea, with sporadic white bones floating on it.

"The eighteen floors are ranked according to the eighteen floors of hell. Since there is a pair of scissors engraved on it, then you are a member of the scissors hell." Xiao Zimo said solemnly.

"I didn't expect you to know that you had to listen clearly. Well, it's time to rest in peace!" the killer put away the badge and said sinisterly.

"Unfortunately, I don't want to die, so I can only die for you. In addition, let me say that I killed Chang Guangju, the Lou Changguang from the tongue-pull hell on the first floor, so... with you on the eighteenth floor Lou is already irrelevant." Xiao Zimo said with a shrug.

"What! Then, that jade pendant is on your body!"