Global Dungeon: My Support Is Too Strong

Qian Hai and Gu Xuan were stunned for a moment.

The two of them clearly remembered that when the warrior group came, the flag with the symbol of the God Slayer's Club had not been hung up yet.

At the same time, they turned their heads to look, and the two immediately thought of killing Dugu.

Lu Benwei, who had turned into Dugu, slowly slid down the flagpole. At this time, he also discovered the warrior group.

"What a coincidence, I just hung up the flag. Do you guys think that this club has discovered our identity?"

Qian Hai and Gu Xuan's faces were filled with black lines, and in their hearts, they wished they could skin Dugu alive.

Zhou Liang sneered. "I was wondering why I didn't see any sign of your God Slayer's Club after searching for so long. So, you're hiding here like a turtle!"

The group of warriors laughed and looked at the three of them in disdain.

The leader, Fan Liu, sneered and said, "Tell me, are you going to hand over the token yourself, or do you want us to help you take it out?"

Qian Hai rolled his eyes and said, "Everyone, even if we want to hand it over, we have no choice. The token is in Chu Yan's hands, how can it be in our hands?"

"Oh, really?"

The eyes of the warriors turned mocking as they sneered. "Then I'm sorry."

"We're members of the alliance. We have an agreement. If we encounter any member of the God Slayer's Club, we must teach them a lesson."

Qian Hai and Gu Xuan no longer showed any signs of weakness, and their voices suddenly became a bit higher.

"If you have the ability, then come! Even though President Lu isn't around, as long as Vice President Chu returns, you guys will have to bear the consequences!"

The warriors were all shocked. They all knew that the God Slayer's Club had two trump cards, one of which was Chu Yan. Chu Yan's strength was not inferior to Lu Benwei's.

"Chu Yan?" Fan Liu laughed.

"She can't even protect herself, so why would she bother with you?"

Zhou Liang continued to agree, his attitude extremely arrogant. "Since you said that the token is with her, we'll give you a choice. Call her back. Otherwise, the three of you will spend the rest of this semester in the hospital!"

"Dream on!" Qian Hai roared and charged forward!

Zhou Liang's eyes were burning with passion. He raised a large blade, which was also a purple-grade weapon!

"Boom!"

The large blade slashed down with an extremely sharp sword momentum. The power was extremely powerful.

At the same time, Qian Hai exploded with a power that exceeded his level.

However, the level gap between the two sides was very wide. Moreover, Zhou Liang was a second class warrior, and had the power to suppress Qian Hai.

"Ouch!"

Qian Hai was no match for him, and he flew out with a miserable cry.

In the next second, Qian Hai quickly stood up from the ground and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

After training with the Blood Monster for so many days, other than his combat ability and experience, he had also improved a lot. That was the ability to take hits!

A strange look flashed across Zhou Liang's face. He sneered. "Yo, you're pretty good at taking hits?"

With that, the second wave of attacks was launched.

Qian Hai pulled himself together and continued to deal with the situation calmly. Gu Xuan wanted to help but was immediately blocked by Fan Liu.

"Dugu, quickly go find Sister Chu!"

Gu Xuan felt a powerful pressure head-on, and even breathing was difficult. Before being enveloped by this pressure, Gu Xuan's first reaction was to let "Dugu" escape.

"You guys, catch him!" Zhou Liang sent Qian Hai flying again and turned around to order.

The few of them immediately rushed forward and surrounded Lu Benwei.

On the other side, Gu Xuan was knocked down, and Fan Liu stepped on his chest.

"I'll give you a chance. Either you hand over the club token, or you call Chu Yan."

As he said that, Fan Liu exerted force with his feet.

A heart-wrenching pain spread throughout Gu Xuan's body. Under immense pressure, his entire chest was filled with blood.

Gu Xuan raised his head with great difficulty. His mouth was wide open as he slowly spat out, "Dream on!"

"Since that's the case, if I don't teach him a lesson, he won't remember." Fan Liu sneered.

After saying that, he grabbed the back of Gu Xuan's head with his large hand and lifted him like a little chick.

"Boom!"

Fan Liu pressed Gu Xuan into the snow.

The accumulated snow had long become as hard as a small stone.

Fan Liu's large hand tightly clutched Gu Xuan's head and dragged it back and forth on the ground.

The snow that was as sharp as a rock made Gu Xuan feel a heart-piercing pain. His face was soon covered in scratches, and his blood stained the white snow.

The ice-cold snow brought Gu Xuan a feeling of powerlessness and suffocation. He could not even struggle.

On the other side, Zhou Liang copied Fan Liu's actions and started to torture Qian Hai. He was having a lot of fun.

After an unknown period, Zhou Liang shuddered violently, and goosebumps rose from his head to his feet.

"What's going on? Why is it so cold?"

Zhou Liang stopped playing. He crossed his arms and rubbed them.

"The few of you, go and burn down this camp. Let me warm up." As he spoke, he raised his head.

In the next second, Zhou Liang was stunned. The remaining dozens of members of the warrior group were all looking in one direction in a daze.

"What are you guys looking at?" Zhou Liang shouted coldly as he followed everyone's gaze and looked over.

It was also at this moment that his pupils suddenly shrank, and his mouth formed an "O" shape.

The people he had ordered to stop "Dugu" were all hanging on the tree like willow branches.

If it was not for the occasional screams from their mouths, Zhou Liang would have thought that they were dead.

"Who are you?" Zhou Liang shouted coldly.

Lu Benwei's face was covered in a cold sweat, and his deep eyes were filled with killing intent.

"A member of the God Slayer's Club!"

A bone-chilling cold spread through Zhou Liang's body. He could feel the strong pressure from Lu Benwei, and his two legs trembled.

"You... You guys go!" Zhou Liang braced himself and said.

The alarm in his heart kept ringing, and his brain subconsciously told him to stay away from this person. It was the same for the others. Their scalps were numb, and their eyelids were twitching.

The north wind howled, and the cold wind was bone-piercing. Everyone's hearts were about to jump out of their throats.

Lu Benwei approached step by step, like the god of death!

"What are you guys waiting for? Hurry up!" Zhou Liang ordered again, "He's just an insignificant character in the God Slayer's Club. Besides Lu Benwei and Chu Yan, you're all level 30 and 40. Why are you afraid of him?"

Hearing Zhou Liang's words, many people had no choice but to attack Lu Benwei. However, when they came in front of Lu Benwei, their hearts were filled with regret.