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Chapter 250

A young man carrying a box ran at incredible speed through the streets of New York, and not far behind him, two figures followed him.

The youth continued to slow down until he ran to the suburbs of New York.

The young man carried the box into an abandoned warehouse.

There are still three people waiting in the warehouse.

Mingzhe looked at the young man who walked into the abandoned warehouse with his suitcase and nodded secretly.

"Since the Infinity Stones have been obtained, let's go!"

As soon as the words fell, Mingzhe stretched out his right hand, and a black hole composed of black fog appeared in front of him.

But before a few of them entered the black hole, the young man who had stolen the Infinity Gauntlet before felt that his hands were empty, and when he looked down, he found that the box he was holding had disappeared.

"It's really a collector!"

Chen Rui looked at the four Mingzhe and said.

The four collectors also noticed the arrival of Chen Rui and the fourth.

Mingzhe looked at the collector who was holding the box before and said, "You were followed?" "

That collector is also a little confused, but looking at the current situation, he is indeed being followed, and he is still two masters, and the most important thing is... They also know the identity of themselves and others, which is a bit troublesome.

No. 4 did not look at the vigilant expressions of several collectors, and turned to Chen Rui and said.

"Number Five, leave these collectors to me! I'm going to give it a try on the power I just gained!

"Okay!" Chen Rui nodded in agreement, and then stepped back, intending to hand over the stage to No. 4.

Although Chen Rui retreated, several collectors all set their eyes on him, not because of anything else, but because the box with the infinity glove was in Chen Rui's hands.

"No need to look, beat me, the box is for you!"

Seeing this, No. 4 said playfully in a playful tone to the four people in front of him.

Mingzhe winked at the other three and motioned for them to deal with No. 4, while Mingzhe himself went to grab the box.

"It seems that they are quite attached to this box!"

Chen Rui saw that some of these collectors had their eyes on him, and he directly threw the box in his hand to No. 4.

Number Four took the box and said with a smile, "Okay!" Now you should set your sights on me, right? When

the box reached No. 4, Mingzhe naturally focused on No. 4.

"Do it!"

Mingzhe drank lightly, and the three of them obeyed the order, and rushed to No. 4 at the same time.

The strength of these three collectors is around the B+ level, and they are not weak among the collectors, but they are weak in the fourth hand.

In order to give the opposite side, the fourth hand is directly a super magic.

[Super Magic. A

gray-black magic array appeared in mid-air, and then a strange wail sounded in this entire space.

Chen Rui heard this sound like scratching an iron plate with his nails, and his body subconsciously trembled.

Chen Rui rolled up the sleeve on his arm slightly, and saw that his arm was already covered with goosebumps.

"Groove! This sound, too.... Nima.... Torturous! "

Naturally.... Chaowei magic is not as simple as giving goosebumps, and the reason why Chen Rui just gets goosebumps is only because the target of this magic is not him.

Chen Rui reacted, just a simple feeling, this voice made him uncomfortable.

......

The gaze came to the three collectors who had planned to attack Number Four before.

The three collectors stopped when the magic was unleashed on Number Four, and after the strange sound sounded, the rhythm of their attacks increased by a few points.

At the same time, the bodies of the three collectors began to emit some green gas, and the gas slowly combined with the gray-black magic array in mid-air, and after combining, the gray-black magic array gradually turned into a fluorescent green.

The three collectors below also noticed that something was wrong with their bodies, and their bodies began to decay and age, and it was a strange sound that lingered in their ears, as if playing a mourning song for them.

Mingzhe, who was not far away, saw that the three companions had turned into three decaying corpses, and his expression remained unchanged.

The group attack magic of No. 4 naturally did not let Mingzhe go, but Mingzhe still stood in place, and there was no impact at all.

"It seems that there is a not weak existence, this is interesting!"

Number Four looked at Mingzhe and smiled.

......

"I don't want to know who you are, now, give me the box, I'll let you go!"

Mingzhe looked at No. 4 and said coldly.

Hearing Mingzhe's words, No. 4 burst out laughing.

"Poofhahahaha, brother? Is your surname Ye? Dare to pretend so much in front of me?

"My surname is indeed Ye, and my name is Ye Mingzhe."

But Mingzhe's answer made No. 4 stunned.

"Groove! Your surname is really Ye, no wonder you can pretend to be so forced! And let us go? Who are you!

Number Four's tone was very disdainful.

Hearing No. 4's words, Ye Mingzhe was not annoyed at all, but took off his shirt with a calm expression.

"You're supposed to be a magician, right?" As he spoke, some complex runes began to appear on the surface of Ye Mingzhe's body.

After the rune appeared, it began to emit a dark blue light.

"Fighting a magician, I haven't lost yet."

As soon as the words fell, Mingzhe's figure disappeared, and when he appeared again, he was already behind No. 4.

Number Four expressed disdain for Mingzhe's actions, and at the beginning of the battle, Number Four laid no less than eight defensive magic arrays around his body.

Just as Mingzhe appeared behind No. 4, the two magic arrays on the ground lit up at the same time, controlling it.

"It's so tender, you make me bored!"

Number Four looked back at Mingzhe and said with some disdain.

As soon as the fourth voice fell, the inscription on the surface of Mingzhe's body lit up.

At the same time as the inscription lit up, the magic that controlled him disappeared in an instant.

Without the restraint of magic, Mingzhe flicked his right hand, and the hand knife directly slashed at No. 4's neck, cutting off his head.

For killing the enemy, Ye Mingzhe's expression was still ancient and unwavering, as if killing No. 4 was a matter of course.

As for whether Number Four is really dead? Of course not.

After No. 4 was beheaded, the body turned into a burst of blue smoke, and at the same time, a magic array appeared under Ye Mingzhe's feet again.

This time the magic is not a control magic, but an offensive super magic.

[Super Magic. Space Storm]

The space around Mingzhe's body began to shatter, and then pitch-black blade storms continued to gush out from the shattered space.

However, Mingzhe has no intention of avoiding these space storms that can crush people into slag.

The inscriptions around the body still lit up, and then the space storm disappeared.

"What's the situation?"

Number Four was a little confused.