In a vast cornfield, dozens of people were scattered about, harvesting the ripe corn and removing the stalks.
Because of their affiliations, they naturally grouped into two factions. One was centered around the mutant Ri Shi (Solar Eclipse), and the other around the assassin Dúyào (Poison), who was a henchman of Sicily. Falakong.
"Sixty-five."
Dúyào was boasting about how many people he had killed, specifically those he eliminated to protect Sicily. Falakong's business interests.
"Really, sixty-five?"
"Of course, I remember every single one I killed. Just last night, I took out six of Barro. Mata's dogs."
Dúyào, while using his shovel to dig out the roots of the corn plants, flipped off the gunmen from the Mata gang.
Immediately, both sides began to hurl insults at each other, but no one dared to make a move. The previous night, they had been crammed into a cowshed, and a brutal brawl had erupted in no time, which was quickly quelled by Broly.
Broly showed no mercy to these drug traffickers and tested his Wànguó Jīngtiān Zhǎng (Universal Shockwave Palm) on the leaders. This technique was mastered after reaching Level 7 with the Turtle Hermit School martial arts.
The power of this move was immense; the Turtle Hermit had to resort to it when other techniques proved ineffective. If Wukong hadn't seen the full moon and transformed into a Giant Ape, he would have been defeated by the Wànguó Jīngtiān Zhǎng (Universal Shockwave Palm).
High-intensity energy would bind the enemy like electricity and stimulate their body, causing excruciating pain.
Even the most hardened assassin couldn't withstand a second before being shocked to the point of losing control of their bowels and bladder. This was only because Broly, not wanting to kill valuable labor, had used very little energy.
If he had used his full power, an ordinary person would have been killed instantly.
After punishing five people, all the remaining assassins became as meek as quails, as it looked truly painful.
"Just twelve years ago, when I was just starting out, in Juarez Square, I saw that woman. She was five-foot-seven, very beautiful, wearing a red dress, with black hair like the finest ebony, as if it could absorb sunlight. She was holding her son's hand, buying balloons in the square."
Dúyào struggled to chop down a cornstalk and then spat.
"My hands were shaking then, but I still pulled out my pistol and blew their heads off. Her husband was a cop undercover in Sicily. Falakong's organization, and he caused Falakong huge losses in an operation. Falakong paid ten thousand dollars to get his identity."
"That woman, that woman was truly the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. If it were now, I definitely wouldn't have pulled the trigger so early. What a pity."
Dúyào stuck his shovel into the ground and unbuckled his belt to relieve himself.
A group of cold-blooded killers gathered together, and the most discussed topic was how to kill people. Dúyào was clearly the best among them; he had killed the most people, and his methods were also the most brutal, so brutal that it made the other assassins shudder.
"Have you noticed? Whether he's the Green Goblin or Superman, he's temporarily left here. He's only one person and can't watch us all the time. If we kill that child, we can escape from here."
Dúyào said, secretly pointing at Kakarot with his eyes. He had been observing for a long time. Kade. Eagle, who seemed useless, had gone out after lunch, supposedly to buy beds and daily necessities for them. And Broly had disappeared since the morning, no one knows where he went. How stupid, to leave such a child to supervise them.
At this moment, Kakarot was squatting on the ground playing with sand, while Gulu was idly dozing. Broly had told her to watch these laborers work.
"Are you crazy? We'll all be killed by him; no one is his match!"
Someone immediately stood up to object.
"If we scatter and run, he won't be able to catch all of us. Don't you want to spend your life shoveling shit on this damn farm?"
Dúyào swung his shovel, chopping down a cornstalk.
"If you don't dare to run, it doesn't matter; I'll kill that damn girl first, and then you'll have to run whether you want to or not."
Dúyào's words made all the laborers' hearts move. As gang assassins, they had unlimited money, and with a wave of their hand, countless women would automatically come looking for them. Did they really have to shovel dirt on this broken farm for the rest of their lives?
But when they thought about resisting Broly, they became hesitant again.
After Dúyào finished speaking, he put the shovel on his shoulder and walked towards Kakarot.
Kakarot was trying to build a sandcastle. She looked up and saw the snake walking towards her.
"What's wrong? Are you hungry? You have to wait for Uncle Eagle to come back before you can eat."
"Die!"
Dúyào said, swinging the shovel in his hand, and fiercely slammed it on Kakarot's face.
"Duang!"
Gulu immediately jumped up in alarm, letting out a warning roar.
"Come on, beast!"
Dúyào held the shovel cautiously, ready to kill this troublesome cougar first, and then set fire to the farm to attract the attention of the American police.
He believed this would buy him enough time. As long as he escaped back to Mexico, Broly would be unable to find him.
"Ouch, it hurts, a sneak attack! Bastard! I'm bleeding from my nose! I won't let you get away with this!"
Kakarot covered her hurt face and wiped away the blood flowing from her nose.
Dúyào's eyes bulged, and his eyeballs nearly popped out of their sockets. He had used all his strength in that swing; even a strong man would have their skull crushed and would be impossible to survive.
He brandished the iron shovel, trying to give Kakarot another brutal blow.
But before Dúyào could even see Kakarot's figure clearly, he was punched in the abdomen, which directly broke his intestines.
Kakarot jumped up and kicked him in the head.
"Crack!"
Dúyào's head was twisted 180 degrees, turned behind him, and his neck was broken outright. His body fell to the ground, and his hands and feet twitched constantly.
"Hrr... hrr..."
His trachea was broken, and he couldn't speak a complete sentence.
Kakarot picked up the shovel that had fallen on the ground and looked at the remaining gunmen with dissatisfaction.
"What's wrong? Hurry up and get back to work?"
Broly gave the order. If they didn't clear this entire cornfield, no one would eat, including the supervising Kakarot.
All the assassins fell silent and quickened their pace.
Broly relied on the Sky Dance Technique and was suspended in the air about three hundred meters above the ground, with a heavy iron block weighing a ton hanging from each of his feet.
He was using this method to train his energy.
"Hey, is that Kade? You can buy one less set of beds and other things."
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