"I hope we won't be enemies next time, Mr. Wayne."
Nie Zheng put his long knife on his back.
"I actually look forward to fighting you."
Broly cut off another large chunk of bear meat and placed it on the campfire to roast. Although Nie Zheng was trying his best to restrain the Qi within his body, he could still vaguely feel that restless, wind-like powerful energy. Coupled with that precious blade, he knew he had a worthy opponent to give his all against.
Nie Zheng just shook his head. He intended to show his strength, using his light skill. In an instant, his figure appeared over thirty meters away. In a few breaths, his figure was just a small dot.
After running for over ten miles, Nie Zheng lightly landed on a branch of a withered tree, and pulled out a phone from his pocket.
"Senior Sister Bu, I've found the person who attacked the Ten Rings Gang. He's a foreigner, not a fellow martial artist as we'd anticipated."
He was meticulous, noticing that the bat-shaped throwing knives Broly used to cut the meat matched the wounds on the Ten Rings Gang members.
A very cold voice came from the other end of the phone.
"What's his strength?"
Nie Zheng pondered for a moment.
"I can't tell. Because I didn't know his background, I didn't make a move to test him."
Bu Qingyun on the other end of the phone said:
"That's good. Our primary objective this time is to take the head of Fire Cloud Evil God. Don't provoke others unless it's necessary."
Broly ate an entire bear, wiped his greasy hands on the bear hide, and pulled out a crumpled map from his pocket. It marked seven Ten Rings Gang bases. He crossed out the two bases that had been completely destroyed with a pencil. The closest base was in the mountains, thirty kilometers away.
He put on his bat armor, put on his mask and cloak, and Broly leaped onto the Flying Nimbus, heading towards his target.
The Panjvai region was a land of complex terrain. Especially after entering the rainy season, the dried-up riverbeds were filled with water, crisscrossing the area, making it a hell for modern armies.
In the 19th century, Pashtuns resisted the British here; in the 20th century, they resisted the Russians; and in the 21st century, they were resisting the Americans.
After crossing the intersecting mountain ridges, Broly found the Ten Rings Gang base.
The Ten Rings Gang bases were usually not small, with two to four hundred armed personnel stationed there. This base was larger than the bases Broly had found before, with around seven hundred people. Two M2A5 infantry fighting vehicles and more than twenty Scania military vehicles were parked in the open space.
There were also five M777 ultra-light howitzers in the corner, placed in the artillery position.
Those poppy fields and human trafficking businesses of the Ten Rings Gang couldn't afford this expensive equipment.
Broly released the Transformation Technique. The armed forces at this base were very strong. Under the restriction of only being able to unleash one-tenth of the Transformation Technique's power, it was very easy to fail.
However, he didn't change his body shape too much when he transformed, so the armor and mask still fit.
He jumped down from a high altitude and landed on top of an infantry fighting vehicle. The impact caused the body of the infantry fighting vehicle to shake violently, kicking up dust.
Broly grabbed the turret of the infantry fighting vehicle with both hands, instantly unleashing an extremely strong Qi, directly tearing the latch between the turret and the body, pulling out the entire turret along with the basket and the loading machine.
He casually threw the turret out, smashing a truck, and then jumped off the infantry fighting vehicle. He grabbed the road wheel of another infantry fighting vehicle and roared.
The M2A5's combat weight was about twenty tons, but after Broly unleashed his Qi, it was directly overturned, rolling over and crushing a military truck into scrap metal.
He instantly attacked and destroyed two infantry fighting vehicles that could pose a threat to him.
"Is Tony Stark here?"
Broly asked the soldiers in the base.
"Die... die!"
An armed personnel aimed at Broly and pulled the trigger. The M4A1, authorized by Stark Industries, was of excellent workmanship. Some of the guns, selected after screening, could even be used as sniper rifles.
Bullets rained down. Broly's left hand was like a phantom, catching all the bullets fired at him as if catching flies.
"Clang, clang..."
Broly released his hand, and the hot bullets rolled onto the sand.
The armed personnel emptied all the bullets in the magazine and desperately wanted to change a magazine, but in the next moment, he was kicked more than ten meters away by Broly.
"As long as you tell me where Tony Stark is, you might not have to die."
Broly said again.
"Also, the location of your boss, Fire Cloud Evil God, is also acceptable."
In the next moment, he pulled out a bat-shaped throwing knife and threw it. The whistling throwing knife flew over two hundred meters, piercing through an armed personnel who was trying to operate a heavy machine gun, and the strong force even carried his body for five or six meters.
The other Ten Rings Gang armed personnel finally reacted to Broly's attack.
A rain of bullets poured down on him, including some grenade launchers and hand grenades, and even rocket-propelled grenades.
Broly felt sorry for his armor and instantly erupted, leaping into the air. These bullets were harmless to him, but this armor made of iron plates would definitely be scrapped.
The bullet rain covered the sky, but it only hit the afterimages left by Broly. He held a bat-shaped throwing knife and charged into the armed personnel, causing a storm of blood.
Almost no one could delay him for a moment. In a breath, the base was already filled with the dead and wounded.
The morale of these Ten Rings Gang armed personnel collapsed, and they began to retreat. Suddenly, a large hand grabbed the head of a retreating armed personnel and lifted him into the air.
"Fools, these people don't understand English."
A big man with a crocodile tattoo sneered, and with a squeeze of his hand, he directly crushed the head in his hand.
Broly suddenly stopped, and the bat-shaped throwing knife in his hand was already distorted and deformed because it had cut too many throats.
"I see."
The big man pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the blood and brains off his palm.
"Looking at your ridiculous outfit, you should be American, right? I am Crocodile Taisui, the sixth disciple of Fire Cloud Evil God. Since you dare to cause trouble for our Ten Rings Gang, I will make you regret being born."
Crocodile Taisui's English was very poor. It took him a long time to say a single short sentence completely. Broly could only understand his meaning through guesswork.
"Let's communicate in Chinese."
Broly said helplessly.
"Are you looking down on me?"
Crocodile Taisui was furious and started to use his power. He practiced the Golden Bell Cover passed down from Fire Cloud Evil God. When he used his power, Gangkong surged, and there was a glow flowing beneath his bronze skin. The debris on the ground was swept up by the Gangkong and flew out. In an instant, sand and stones flew everywhere.
"Watch me take your dog's life!"
He was arrogant and conceited.
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