The Mightiest Little Peasant

Two in the afternoon.

At an intersection in the city center, vehicles were dispersed and a construction sign was erected.

A construction vehicle, parked around.

In the center of the intersection, a behemoth was erected.

All around, shelters were erected, and soldiers in engineering uniforms were guarding all around.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the battle plan was released.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, everything is ready.

The sky was getting dark, and the night finally came.

In a room somewhere in the base, Tang Hao stood there, in front of him, a set of clothes, a military uniform.

He picked up his military uniform, hesitated for a moment, and put it on anyway.

After twisting the last button, he raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror. It seemed that he was completely different. He was dressed in military uniform, with a little more fortitude and heroism.

"Pretty handsome!"

Tang Hao touched his chin and muttered.

Putting on his hat again, Tang Hao pushed open the door and went out.

"Wow!"

Outside the door, a group of Taoist priests exclaimed in amazement.

"Brother Tang, handsome!"

Daoist Qianji gathered around and patted Tang Hao on the shoulder enthusiastically.

Some other Taoist priests also gathered around, looked at Tang Hao, and exclaimed in admiration.

"He's so handsome! He has the style of my past!" The trendy rogue Daoist said with some narcissism.

"Fart! Just like you, you are not half as handsome as Brother Tang, obviously as handsome as I was when I was young!" The fat Taoist Qingyun touched his chin, very narcissistic and authentic.

Immediately, there were boos.

"Senior brother, you are so shameless!"

"Senior brother, I'm going to vomit! Really!"

A group of Taoist priests roared loudly.

"Damn it! You bastards, how do you usually educate you, treat senior brothers with respect! Do you know!" Daoist Qingyun blushed and said angrily.

"cut!"

Another boo.

"Okay! Don't make trouble! Hurry up and prepare, we're about to leave!" A group of white-haired old Taoist priests came over.

Seeing Tang Hao, his eyes lit up.

"Handsome! Exactly the same as when I was young!"

"Yeah! It's really good, but when I was young, I was even more handsome! It's like Pan An's rebirth!"

A group of old Taoist priests couldn't help but admire.

Then, there was a fight over who was more graceful and handsome when he was young, and he was a little red-faced.

Tang Hao rolled his eyes, feeling a little helpless.

However, he already knew the nature of Mao Shan's group of people, and he didn't feel anything at the moment.

When I walked out the door, I saw that it was already dark outside.

Outside, there was a dark crowd of people standing in line, silent. All of them were wearing black special operations uniforms and masks, and they were very imposing.

These are not ordinary special forces, but special forces specially trained to deal with practitioners.

The weapons they are currently equipped with are all aimed at monsters such as vampires and werewolves.

This time, he and many Taoist priests in Maoshan took the lead. These special forces were responsible for supporting and clearing some targets with particularly low strength.

The special radar can not only detect practitioners and monsters, but also judge the strength according to the energy in the body.

After the radar was set up in the afternoon, it had already detected the number of special targets in the entire provincial capital.

One thousand two hundred and fifty-six in all.

After the preliminary investigation, most of them came from abroad, and a small number were Chinese.

According to the strength of energy, it was divided into three levels, the highest level, red, representing the strength in the later stage of qi-entraining, and was in charge of Tang Hao and a group of white-haired old Taoist priests.

The second level, orange, mid-air bleed, is in charge of Qianji and other powerful Taoist priests.

The third level, blue, in the early stage of bleed air, is led by slightly weaker Taoist priests.

The light blue in the third level, the strength is particularly low, and the special forces are directly responsible.

"You remember, those who surrender are not required to be killed. If they resist, flee, and threaten the safety of the masses, they are allowed to be killed on the spot."

"Now, let's go! Each team goes to the designated location and starts to act!"

With an order, a group of special forces trotted and got into the car.

The convoy pulled out, like a long dragon, and drove out of the base.

"Comrade Tang Hao, and Taoist priests, I am here, waiting for your triumph!"

Old Bai solemnly gave Tang Hao a military salute.

Tang Hao also responded with one, looked at the dark night sky, and got into the car.

The car started, kept up with the front, drove out of the base, and headed towards the city.

One after another, as if there was no end.

Looking at the night outside through the car window, Tang Hao took a deep breath, feeling a little solemn.

This night must be very long.

He raised his hand again and looked at his watch, it was exactly seven o'clock.

"Seven to five o'clock, that's enough!" Tang Hao murmured, his eyes became cold.

The convoy approached the city and dispersed, heading to the designated areas.

Tang Hao got out of the car at an intersection and took out a PDA. On it, a map of his surroundings was displayed, with several dots flashing on it.

"Action...begin!"

Tang Hao whispered, and when he moved, he rushed out.

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A car is driving on the road.

Inside the car, sat a man in black clothes and a felt hat. His face was a little thin, his eye sockets were sunken, and his expression was somewhat sinister and cruel.

He narrowed his eyes, staring at a car in front of him.

That is his goal!

His client paid 4 million to kill the guy, and he wanted him to use the most vicious method to torture the guy and let her die in extreme pain.

Isn't this the specialty of his Nanyang sorcerer!

Thinking of this, the corner of his mouth twitched, and a sneer swept across him.

Then, he picked up a photo with his left hand. It was a woman in her thirties, quite beautiful.

He licked his dry lips, and a hint of lewdness flashed in his eyes.

Otherwise, before you start, have a good time, it's torture anyway. He will definitely let this jerk taste what is called bliss before he dies.

Thinking like this, he became more and more excited, and he couldn't hold back anymore.

Soon, the car in front slowed down and was about to reach the community.

He also slowed down and pulled over to stop the car.

As soon as the car stopped, he couldn't wait to get out.

But at this moment, suddenly, there was a thumping sound from the top of the head, as if something had fallen on the roof of the car.

Oh shit! It's not some bastard who smashed something on the roof of his car!

He was immediately angry, and he stuck his head out and looked towards the roof of the car.

But as soon as his head was stretched out, a hand reached out, dragged him, and directly pulled him out of the car.

What appeared in front of him was a cold face.

"Nanyang sorcerer, die!"

When the lips moved, a cold voice came out.

He was instantly horrified, so frightened that he was so scared, but he realized that the guy in front of him was so terrifying that he was completely out of breath.

"do not……"

Before he could say the words of begging for mercy, there was a flash of cold light in front of his eyes, and then, his eyes darkened, and his consciousness was completely annihilated.