Infinite: Super Multiverse Takeout System

Zhao Meng, who held the child talisman, could also feel Zhao Shi approaching. The moment she saw Zhao Shi, she blurted out in excitement.    

Seeing that Zhao Meng was fine, Zhao Shi's eyes turned soft for a moment. What followed was anger, because he saw a group of men in black suits around him. They were holding all kinds of weapons in their hands, trying to break through the protective shield around Zhao Meng.    

However, following Zhao Shi's appearance, these people's attention was drawn over.    

"It's you?" Zhao Meng immediately locked onto a big man in the crowd. He was the bodyguard in black who followed her to her house last time and then was beaten down by her. "The lesson from last time was not enough!"    

Seeing Zhao Shi appear, the other party's eyes were full of fear and hatred. He whispered a few words to a young man in luxury clothing beside him.    

" Oh? He is Zhao Shi, why did he come so quickly?" The young man looked at Zhao Shi in surprise, but his eyes clearly did not take him seriously.    

After confirming the protective ability of the Mother and Son Talisman, Zhao Shi gradually calmed down. He looked coldly at the young man and said, "You are the Master Hou?"    

Zhao Shi had some impression of this Master Hou. He was Ye Yucheng's admirer and also the owner of the black clothed bodyguard.    

"I didn't expect you to know about me." Master Hou nodded with a sinister smile, "Being able to beat me, this boxer's little bodyguard, means that you have some ability. But don't be too proud. In order to deal with you, I specially invited two true masters over."    

The two grandmasters beside him moved forward at the same time. One of them was an old man wearing a Daoist robe. His steps were steady and his aura was extraordinary. "I am the eighteenth generation successor of the Huaxia's orthodox Extreme Seven Fist, Tian Qi!"    

"I am the descendant of Lee Xunhuan, Li Shan!" The other was a middle-aged man. His fingers were covered with calluses, and his eyes were sharp like an eagle's.    

"It is meaningless to let these two masters torture you like this. Zhao Shi, oh Zhao Shi, let's play a game. Do you dare? " Initially, the Master Hou wanted the two masters to take down this Zhao Shi with ease. But then, it had a new idea.    

His men held their breaths. Of course, they knew that the so-called game of the Master Hou was just a game to toy with Zhao Shi. They just didn't know what kind of scary game this temperamental guy would propose.    

Zhao Shi observed the situation coldly. With the Arctic Occean Technique in his body, he could feel that these two masters were definitely not some Tom, Dick, and Harry. They should have some strength.    

The two masters were also carefully sizing up Zhao Shi. As experts, Naturally, they could sense a faintly discernible dangerous aura from Zhao Shi's body. However, they couldn't believe that such a young man could really pose a threat to them.    

"What game is this?" After pondering for a moment, Zhao Shi decided to stay put. It was not because he was afraid of these two masters. Instead, it was because he had pressed down the Master Hou today, and there would be another Master Hou tomorrow. He was not afraid, but he could not let Zhao Meng be threatened every day because of him.    

The Master Hou's playfulness gradually deepened, "You know about the western cowboys' High Noon Gun Fight, right?"    

"I know." Zhao Shi had eaten pork before, but he had also seen pigs run. The so-called western High Noon Gun Fight was probably the kind in movies where two people opposed each other and pulled out their guns faster than the other.    

However, the Master Hou said, "Very good. You fight with Master Li!"    

Hearing this, Master Li looked at the Master Hou with some confusion. The Master Hou continued, "But it's not a spear, but a Flying Blade!"    

"This, winning is not martial. Master Hou, forget it!" This Li Shan could be considered ambitious. He thought that Zhao Shi did not know how to use the Flying Blade. Fighting with his own Flying Blade was simply courting death.    

The Master Hou did not care. "If he dies, I'll protect you. If you die, I will care for your family for the rest of your life! As long as you're willing to listen to me, no matter what the outcome is, I'll pay for your son's medical expenses! "    

Hearing this, although Li Shan was somewhat dissatisfied with the Master Hou, he chose to remain silent.    

"Don't talk to yourself." Zhao Shi suddenly said, "Since it's a game, can I make some requests?"    

The Master Hou smiled contemptuously. "Interesting, say it."    

"Since it's absolute, then it's decided in one go." Zhao Shi said.    

The Master Hou nodded, "Of course."    

"No matter what the result is, let my sister go." Zhao Shi said and gave Zhao Meng, who kept shaking her head at him, a firm look.    

The Master Hou looked at Zhao Meng, who was in the protective shield, and nodded.    

"Also, I don't know Flying Blade, can I use other things to replace it?" Zhao Shi asked again.    

Master Hou laughed loudly, "Sure, do you want a spear? I'll give you one. This way, it'll be more exciting!"    

Seeing the Master Hou's pathetic appearance, the surrounding bodyguards and the two masters' expressions changed slightly. They were angry but did not dare to say anything.    

"However!" The Master Hou paused for a moment before its expression suddenly turned cold, "If you lose, you will have to cut off all contact with Ye Yucheng!"    

Zhao Shi nodded to confirm. "Yes!"    

The bet was confirmed, and the Master Hou's subordinates all looked at Zhao Shi with sympathy.    

Whether or not Shan was really Lee Xunhuan's descendant, they did not know. But his Flying Blade skill... It was really amazing, even if he was standing face to face with a man with a spear. Shan could still slice off his opponent's finger before he could pull the trigger. Or perhaps... With one slash, blood would flow and seal the throat!    

"Give it to him!" Under the Master Hou Illustration Department, he gave Zhao Shi a spear.    

Zhao Shi noticed that Li Shan's eyes were filled with pity, so he said, "No need, I will use my own things."    

“ Oh? " The Master Hou was slightly stunned. It did not expect that there would be a fellow delivering food? This was out of his expectations.    

Zhao Shi walked towards the delivery box. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he took out a blackboard and wiped it!    

"Hahaha! Are you f * cking kidding me?" The Master Hou was almost laughing out loud. "Are you trying to use this board to wipe away Master Li's Flying Blade? I think you want to laugh us to death! "    

Some of the Master Hou's subordinates, and even Grandmaster Tian Qi, could not help but laugh out loud.    

However, Li Shan shook his head. He suspected that this young man had been scared out of his wits, and that his brain wasn't working properly.    

However, from the beginning to the end, Zhao Shi remained calm and indifferent. With an indifferent expression, he said, "Can we start now?"    

Seeing this, the Master Hou walked forward with a cold smile and whispered to Li Shan, "Don't be lenient. It's best if we can kill him. If we can't kill him, we will cripple him!"    

Sensing the viciousness of the Master Hou, Shan's face turned slightly pale. However, for the sake of his son's money for saving his life, he could only do as he was told.    

"I'm sorry!" Shan closed his eyes and placed his hand on the Flying Blade at his waist. Then, he slowly opened his eyes. He looked like a completely different person in front of him, as if he had unsheathed a treasured saber.    

Zhao Shi also rubbed the blackboard in his hand.    

"Do it!" With a command from the Master Hou, his eyes widened until they were round, as if he was afraid that he would miss even a little bit of the bloody scene.    

Zhao Meng, who was trapped in the protective shield, had a look of worry in her eyes. She was anxious and helpless.