Myriad Worlds Invasion: I use plants to defend the country

In the main hall of a luxury manor.

An old man in a suit was enjoying dinner served by several young and beautiful maids.

The day of the dragon society naturally corresponds to the night of the beauty society.

Fibat stared at the Five-pattern Body Tempering Pill in his hand, which was his trophy.

It was also the harvest he had spent in the Universe Auction House for many hours before.

When he was about to swallow this elixir together with a bottle of [-] Lafite.

He heard the prompt to take this elixir.

"A quest called Road to the Throne?"

"I need to kill all the other people who take the pill, can I get the effect of other people taking the pill?"

"In other words, I have a chance to collect all the pills."

Feibat muttered to himself, and his eyes gradually showed great ambition.

He has mastered the pinnacle of wealth.

This made him after learning the news.

The first thought in my heart is to collect other people's elixir.

However, he is old.

How can one successfully "collect" pills from other people?

While thinking, Feibat took the elixir mixed with mellow red wine.

Then there was a stern look in his eyes.

He already has a plan.

Chapter 399 Legendary Killer

Fibat opens a special website.

The name of this website is very simple.

"Killer!"

Come into view, the huge letter killer!

Then he found the killer list.

This killer list includes killers from all over the world.

Strength ranges from high to low.

Common killers are ordinary killers, and this kind of killers have not even reached the spiritual realm.

The stronger ones are elite killers, and the threshold for this category is to enter the spirit realm!

Fibat squinted, carefully reading the personal information of these killers, as well as those who had been assassinated in their careers.

"No, these elite killers are still weaker."

"For me, money is not a problem, what I am most afraid of is what money can't solve."

"And what I'm going to do now is very important, so spending a little more money and buying a safe one is the most suitable thing."

So Fibat continued to browse.

He saw a line of words.

Legendary Killer!

This is where Fibat gets excited.

There are not many legendary killers, only ten.

Moreover, the strength of these people is all in the palm of the hand!

"It turns out that they are all legendary killers in the palm of the hand!"

Feibat was a little emotional, because his bodyguards were only in the spiritual realm.

As for himself, he doesn't even have any realm or strength.

He used to think that money can buy anything.

Including the protection of the strongest strongman.

But now, Fibat has changed his mind. He thinks that since he has money, he should pursue other things.

Such as becoming the most powerful person, having a long lifespan, and even being able to achieve the same kind of power as the kings of the past!

"Bought them all!"

Fibat looked at the prices of these legendary killers.

The highest is a one-time employment fee of 10 billion, and the lowest is a one-time employment fee of 5 million.

This sum of money is paid out at one time, perhaps for other rich people, I am afraid that they have to think for a long time before they can take it out.

But for him, it's easy.

So soon.

Fibat has completed the payment of the fee.

He is not afraid of his money being cheated by this website.

As an established website, its credit is still guaranteed.

At the same time, Fibat's mission requirements were released along with his employment fee.

this moment.

The legendary killers scattered all over the world received the bounty task at the same time.

In a slum in Indian society.

A man with a chicken coop head and a dusty face hiding with a group of refugees.

He touched the cheap phone on his body.

A text message was sent from above.

The text on the text message was in disarray, and it couldn't be connected into a sentence at all. All kinds of strange words were mixed together, and most people couldn't understand the meaning of it.

But after the man read the content of the text message with a solemn face, he silently deleted the text message.

Then he walked out of the slums and headed west.

West, that is the residence of the Mahatma.

Naturally, he could understand the contents of the text message.

Someone buys a Mahatma's life.

And his task is simple.

Cut off the Mahatma's limbs, and on the premise of ensuring its survival, prevent the opponent from having the ability to escape or call for help.

Then, he sent the person to the designated place and delivered the goods.

For this group of killers, human life is not human life in their eyes, but money and goods.

The highest body in Indian society.

The supreme president here is Mahatma.

And he is also a real palm factor expert!

Mahatma would not have thought.

Today turned out to be the day when his catastrophe was imminent.

When he was living deep in the palace.

A sloppy man suddenly appeared outside the palace.

Two spirit-entry guards stopped him.

"Look up! Who are you?"

And the sloppy man didn't lift his head.

He just raised his right hand lightly, and the two guards in front of him didn't even have a chance to react in the next second.

The head was separated abruptly, and then fell to the ground with a thud!

Blood flowed all over the stairs.

The sloppy man seemed to have done something trivial.

Then go straight up the stairs.

He knew exactly where the Mahatma was.

It should be said that he is very clear about the location of any bounty target.

The Mahatma at the desk.

He suddenly noticed one or two footsteps coming from outside the door.

He has always been sensitive and vigilant.

He quickly realized that these two footsteps were not the footsteps of servants and guards!

It was a stranger approaching, even someone he had never seen before.

At this moment, Mahatma put down the pen in his hand.

He looked up and stared at the door.

The door is being slowly pushed open.

"Who?!"

The moment the door opened.

Mahatma suddenly pushed the table up, exuding a powerful aura that had been hidden for a long time!

The power of the palm-based environment erupted impressively.

But the next second.

The Mahatma was puzzled, because he saw that the door was empty and there was no one there!

"Is it my illusion? Or the door was blown open by the wind?"

Did not wait for the thought to pass.

A gust of cold wind suddenly blasted from the back of Mahatma's neck!

His expression suddenly turned cold, and his body fell forward, trying to avoid this attack!

in the dark.

A slovenly figure appeared, holding a sharp cold dagger in his hand!

This dagger is extremely fast!

It was completely predicting the direction of Mahatma's escape in advance!

The scruffy man was holding a dagger, and also erupted with the terrifying power of the Palm Factors!

And his momentum directly suppressed Mahatma at this moment!

Shengxiong was caught off guard and was plotted against.

His whole right arm was cut off from root to bone by the sloppy man!

"what!!"

Mahatma let out a cry of pain.

He suddenly turned his head, stared at the sloppy man in front of him, and asked viciously: "Who asked you to kill me? With your strength, you shouldn't be such a sloppy ordinary person. Who are you?! "

The sloppy man really swept away his previous sloppy aura.