My Skills Have Special Effects

At the top of the Juyi Hall, the leader's chair had been thrown aside by Lei Hu.

He faced the wall and stood quietly, pressing his right hand on the pulse of his left hand with a solemn expression.

On the wall opposite him, there was a large painting that was as tall as a person. On it was a ferocious black tiger, with its head raised to the sky, as if it was roaring.

Suddenly, boom, boom, boom.

The old wolf walked in quickly, his footsteps making a hasty sound.

But when Lei Hu heard his footsteps, his face turned pale and his body swayed slightly, as if he had suffered a huge disappointment.

Gang leader, as you expected, all the gang members guarding the door were defeated. The man in black mask has already entered the door.

There was a strong unwillingness in Lei Hu's eyes, and he asked as if he was unwilling to give up: Is that person injured?

The old wolf shook his head solemnly: I saw blood on him, but it didn't seem to be his own.

Lei Hu's body trembled suddenly, his breath suddenly became disordered, as if he had aged ten years suddenly: Heaven is going to destroy our Black Tiger Gang...

The old wolf was puzzled: Gang Leader, why did you say this?

Lei Hu raised his left hand, and a pale blue color appeared on his cheek: From the time I stepped back from the door to give you instructions, to the time you entered the door just now, my pulse has jumped a total of 353 times.

Gang leader? Lao Lang was puzzled.

Lei Hu said bitterly: Three hundred and fifty-three, and then subtracting your return journey time, which is about two hundred, there are only one hundred and fifty-three left.

That is to say, the man in black mask killed all our high-level gang members in just one hundred and fifty-three beats of my pulse, and he was unscathed!

Lei Hu looked at the old wolf, forcing himself to be calm, but an uncontrollable flash of panic flashed through his eyes: Do you think this is something that a warrior in the realm of strength can do?

The old wolf's old face trembled violently: Gangjing? Impossible, Gang Leader! You and I have clearly taken care of the Gangjing that is related to our Black Tiger Gang!

Lei Hu shook his head. He knew very well what kind of business the Black Tiger Gang was doing.

No matter how careful you are, you can't avoid accidentally provoking a strong stranger.

But why is it at this time?

Just when the Thunder Order was at his fingertips and he was about to become famous, his three years of hard work were destroyed!

How unfair is God!

The old wolf was frightened by the word rigor: Gang leader, what are we waiting for here? Let's leave quickly! If we don't leave, it will be too late!

Lei Hu was much calmer than him and sighed: Don't worry. The ten members of Black Tiger went to Qinghong Martial Arts School for training. Although they have never been able to defeat Gangjing, when their opponents were not familiar with their formations, they relied on their weapons to , blocking and delaying it for two quarters of an hour is still possible.”

The panic in Lao Lang's heart calmed down a little: Gang leader, what's next...

Lei Hu ignored him.

He stared blankly at the huge black tiger picture on the wall, and sighed slightly: It looked like a black tiger before, but now the more I look at it, the more it looks like a cat disguised as a tiger?

He spent ten taels to hire a well-known old painter in Neifang who was said to have seen a real tiger to paint it for him to control the gang's luck.

Unfortunately, the old painter was afraid that he was bluffing. The more he looked at the black tiger, the less ferocious it became. It looked more like a black cat commonly seen on the roadside, with its fur flying in its fur.

Old liar...

Thunder Tiger stretched out his hands and turned his claws into claws, grabbed it hard, yanked it directly into the painting of the black tiger in front of him, and then tore it apart with all his strength.

The painting of the black tiger was completely torn off, and a hidden compartment was revealed behind it, with a black wooden box in it.

Lei Hu took it out with both hands and opened the wooden box. A golden light flashed through, and the old wolf's eyes suddenly widened.

In the wooden box, there were four golden gold bars and several large silver ingots.

Lei Hu put the Thunder Order and the letter in his arms in the wooden box, closed it, and held it tightly in his arms.

Let's go! The green hills are still there, so we don't have to worry about running out of firewood! As long as we complete the Thunder Order, we can make a comeback, and even go up a few more steps!

Gang leader Sheng Ming!

As if he was deliberately hypnotizing himself, Lei Hu swept away the dejection just now, and the fire of ambition ignited again in his eyes, and his whole aura completely restored the majesty of the leader of the gang.

Taking the old wolf with him, he turned around and left through the other door.

suddenly.

So, what is the Thunder Order?

In the empty Juyi Hall, a strange voice suddenly sounded.

This voice was clearly a question, but it didn't sound harsh.

On the contrary, because there is a kind of casualness and ease mixed in it, similar to the casualness and ease of finally achieving the goal after pursuing it relentlessly, it makes the voice seem a little gentler.

But it was this gentle and calm voice that was like a bolt from the blue, causing Old Wolf and Thunder Tiger to freeze on the spot.

Like thunder and lightning, a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on Lei Hu's spine. He couldn't believe that his ears would hear this strange and terrifying voice at this moment.

Where are the Black Tiger Ten?

After all the calculations, the encounter between the mysterious masked man and the ten Black Tigers was less than one-tenth of two-quarters of an hour!

Even in the Gang Realm, it is impossible to annihilate all ten Black Tigers in such a short period of time!

You, who are you!

Lei Hu asked in a trembling voice, but his neck seemed to be covered with lead weights and he did not dare to turn around.

But there was no answer behind him, only a series of footsteps approaching quickly, like a leisurely stroll.

Lei Hu and Lao Lang clearly realized that these were the footsteps of the God of Death!

And it is stepping on their life and death lifeline!

The fear that seems to crush a person's soul is far more terrifying than death.

The old wolf finally couldn't bear it anymore, turned around suddenly, and shouted: Leader, leave quickly! I will fight with you!

Lei Hu saw from the corner of his eye that the old wolf was waving his cane and rushing back like crazy.

However, before Lei Hu could take a step forward, he started running.

Pong!

With a muffled sound, the old wolf's body folded at a right angle at an even faster speed and flew backwards, hitting the wall, twisting and bending his limbs, and then fell down, lying limply.

His face was facing Lei Hu, shocked, frightened, and with eyes closed, as if he had witnessed some kind of horror that was unimaginable to humans.

Old Wolf!

Lei Hu let out a cry of sorrow, followed by an even more breathless fear that seized his spirit.

The voice behind him spoke again, seeming to sigh with a sense of ease: Every one of the ten people outside is a warrior, and they died one after another. Even until the last person was killed by me, not one of them begged for mercy.

This subordinate is willing to die again to buy you time to escape.

Leader of the Black Tiger Gang, you are really powerful.

Lei Hu could tell that there was a strange gentleness in the voice of this mysterious masked man.

Isn't it a mortal enemy?

This caused his brain to start working at an extremely high speed in an instant, trying every means to seek the possibility of survival.

When the footsteps were only a thought away from him, Lei Hu had an idea in his mind, and he found the only possible chance of survival!

He tried his best to suppress the fear in his heart and said in a calm tone: Don't kill me, everything I have is yours!

The footsteps behind him seemed to pause.

Lei Hu said loudly: I am not referring to the thing in my hand, but to me as a person! Let me go, and I am willing to submit to you, even as a slave.