Super Space Trading Group

"Whoosh..."

In the blink of an eye, the flame spear flew straight out. It was so fast that it ripped apart the surrounding air.

"Crackling..."

The moment the flame spear touched the protective cover, the latter fell apart instantly. Scattered all over the place, the spear pierced into Midori Izuku's lower abdomen with a very strange trajectory.

"Uh...cough...cough..."

Izuku Midori didn't react at all, he subconsciously looked at "May Four Three" and looked at the spear on his lower abdomen. The blood kept spurting out of his mouth, and his consciousness was somewhat sluggish.

"Have you heard, what a delightful voice! 35

The dead handle wooden hanging slightly closed his eyes and laughed excitedly. His laughter was so wild that it sounded particularly uncomfortable.

""

Hong Jiao Rong clenched his fists tightly, raised his head and glanced at the dead handle wooden hanging, and threw himself at him fiercely.

"Your father is no match for me, what do you think you can do with this little brat?"

The dead handle wooden hanging grabbed the neck of the coke and frozen, pouted, and spit out a bit of anger.

"..."

Immediately afterwards, Hong Jiao Fong was knocked out by a fist and slammed into the wall, without any response for a long time.

"Now, it should be your specialty!"

Then, the dead handle wooden hanging turned around and said casually to his subordinates.

"Hehe... Now it's really my specialty!"

Bai Cheng suddenly opened his eyes, and the chains on his body were instantly snapped. He stood up slowly, his face filled with monstrous murderous intent.

"Then, do you have the ability to come out and show me?"

The dead handle wooden hanger didn't care what Bai Cheng said, and snorted coldly. Hooked his fingers, and reinforced the imprisonment of the little black house again.

"..."

Bai Cheng twisted his neck and put his hands on the roof of the little black house. Then he closed his eyes slightly and concentrated all the strength of his body in his hands.

"Damn..."

The dead handle wooden hanging also felt the terrifying aura on Bai Cheng's body, and his face became a little ugly. He hurriedly ran towards the small black house, ready to stop Bai Cheng.

""

However, when he had just run half way. Bai Cheng has torn apart the entire small black house and walked out slowly from it.

"Looks like your stuff is a little flimsy!

Bai Cheng opened his eyes and stared at the dead wooden hanger. After a while, the whole little black house turned into nothingness..0

"."

Although the strength of the dead handle wooden hanger was much stronger than before, the moment he looked at Bai Cheng, he still felt like he was being sucked into a black hole.

"Is there anything else to say now?"

Bai Cheng stepped on the void and approached the dead-handled wooden hanger step by step. From the corner of his eye, he saw the situation of Izuku Midoriya and the others, and a Shunpo came to them. Turning his head to look at the dead handle wooden hanger, he said with a half-smile.

"..."

Say it's late, then it's fast. When the dead-handed wooden hanging's subordinates rushed over, Bai Cheng waved casually, and everyone was knocked back a few hundred meters.

4.9

Various wounds appeared on their bodies, and they fell to the ground one by one.

From the beginning to the end, Bai Cheng never looked back at those guys. Seeing the eight million hundred standing on the side, he was stunned, and his mouth could not close.

"Be patient!"

Afterwards, Bai Cheng grabbed the flame spear on Izuku Green Valley's body. Holding his shoulders, he flew out.