urban evil king

Wang Zheng and the others quietly climbed up to Jingyun Peak of the West Mountain. They thought it would take a lot of trouble to kill Duanmu Yichen, but they happened to meet this old maniac, and there was no better opportunity than this, so Wang Zheng made a decisive move. Xiao Chenyu and Zhang Xuan waited for an opportunity to sneak attack.

For Duanmu Yichen, who is as calm as water, ordinary sneak attacks are nothing to him, but this time is different. He is no longer a "man" and his temperament has become surly and irritable. After the strong wind, turn around in anger!

However, that little golden light is as fast as floating light, as fast as a shooting star!

Just when Duanmu Yichen turned around, the golden knife had almost arrived in front of him!

Hurry, it's too fast!

Duanmu Yichen instinctively raised his hand to block it, and the golden saber easily penetrated his skin and plunged into his arm bone!

Duanmu Yichen let out an angry roar, pinched the handle of the golden knife protruding from his arm with the fingers of his right hand, pulled it out forcefully, and a blood line shot out instantly!

Duanmu Yichen wanted to copy the action he had done in the African desert. He grabbed the golden knife with one hand and pulled it hard, and the silver thread stretched straight in an instant. It was with this move that he seriously injured Xiao Chenyu two months ago!

Just when Xiao Chenyu's body was being pulled and was about to leave the ground, a white light surged from another direction!

Facing enemies from both sides, Duanmu Yichen did not let go of the golden saber, and did not dodge or evade, but raised his right foot high, intending to hit the side of the fan of the knife!

Yigao is bold, even though he is almost insane, but in such a dangerous situation, his fighting instinct still exists!

And at this moment, Wang Zheng who was standing on the other side suddenly moved!

Duanmu Yichen saw that his feet were about to smash the knife fan into the air, a majestic force suddenly struck from behind him, that force enveloped his whole body, it was so overwhelming that it was impossible to resist!

For the first time in so many years, Duanmu Yichen felt powerless. His body was thrown far away by Wang Zheng's blow, like a kite with a broken string!

Duanmu Yichen, who had lost his mind, was no match for the three of them after all.

Wang Zheng stood where he was, looked at Duanmu Yichen's figure, and remained silent.

With a shake of Xiao Chenyu's left hand, the golden knife turned into a shooting star again, and the speed increased by another level compared to before, chasing Duanmu Yichen in mid-air!

Fan of Dao also drew an arc, chasing after Jin Dao!

呲!

With an extremely small sound, the golden knife passed through Duanmu Yichen's chest without hesitation!The silver thread was pulled and paused, and the golden knife was quickly retracted, leaving an inch-long opening in his chest cavity!

Although Xiao Chenyu missed the heart, it almost cut Duanmu Yichen's lungs in half!

A large amount of air crazily poured into his chest cavity, and Duanmu Yichen felt short of breath in an instant!Exhale and inhale, this kind of movement that usually seems to be the simplest, now it seems that every time you do it, you have to bear huge force and severe pain!

As soon as the golden knife retreated, the fan of the knife followed closely. Several blades spun at a high speed, like a meat grinder, tearing out a shocking blood groove on Duanmu Yichen's chest!

The sharpness of the knife fan was far beyond imagination, and Duanmu Yichen's breastbone was cut!The blood soars with the wind!

His body fell heavily to the ground, vomited blood, and his chest was already bloody!

But Wang Zheng still stood there, motionless.

The Fan of Dao succeeded in one blow, and instantly turned around. Zhang Xuan ran a few steps, grabbed the Fan of Dao, and swung his backhand!

Duanmu Yichen seemed to want to prop up his body vigorously. He knew that lying here at this time would be tantamount to sitting and waiting to die, but he was almost completely exhausted due to irreversible and serious injuries to his chest and lungs!

Just as Duanmu Yichen supported his body with his hands, the fan of knives surged forward, slashing across his elbow with precision and precision!

Duanmu Yichen's right arm instantly became two pieces!

Losing his support, his body fell heavily to the ground!

The golden knife struck again, this time Xiao Chenyu did not attack other parts, but directly aimed at the opponent's throat!

The golden light flashed and disappeared, as easy as cutting tofu, the golden knife easily cut through Duanmu Yichen's throat, blood spurted out wildly, and the ground under him was instantly dyed red!

Duanmu Yichen's eyes were blood red, as if he couldn't believe this fact!

His other unbroken hand was covering his neck, as if he wanted to stop the blood flowing out, but he couldn't cover the wound no matter what, the blood flowed more and more, more and more!

Soon, Duanmu Yichen was unable to open his eyes anymore!

He felt that his eyelids were heavy, so heavy that he couldn't bear it!

At the last moment of his life, Duanmu Yichen exhausted all the remaining strength in his body, cast an extremely vicious look at Wang Zheng, and then fell heavily on the ground!

Duanmu Yichen, the master of a generation, has just fallen!

At this time, Wang Zheng sighed softly, and there was no sign of joy in his eyes.

As he said, on this road, too many people have died, no matter they deserve to die, or they should live well.

"If it wasn't for the big change in this old guy's temperament, we might not be able to stop him." Zhang Xuan rinsed the knife and fan in the pool, looked at Duanmu Yichen's body, and also didn't know what words to use to express the present situation. Mood.

Indeed, if Duanmu Yichen's internal organs were not seriously injured by the sneak attack behind Wang Zheng, Xiao Chenyu and Zhang Xuan would not have had such a good opportunity to attack.If Duanmu Yichen fights them patiently, it is still unknown who will win and who will lose.

"Let's go down the mountain."

Wang Zheng glanced at Duanmu Yichen's body, then strode towards the edge of the cliff, without any intention of burying his body.

At the same time, Su Tianqi also started negotiations with Lewandorf on the acquisition of Su's company in the conference room of the Chang'an Hotel in the capital.

The Polish consortium represented by Lewandorf only expressed to Su Tianqi his intention to acquire Su's enterprise at the very beginning, and the latter, as if he had won a big prize, couldn't wait to make an appointment to start the negotiation.

One wants to buy and the other wants to sell, and the price offered by the buyer is very satisfactory, and everything becomes logical.

But even so, Su Tianqi still wanted to show off his negotiating talent. He thought he was elegantly smoking a cigar, which filled the entire meeting room with smoke.

A beautiful female secretary next to Lewandov covered her mouth and nose, frowned slightly, showing a faint disgust.

"Dear Mr. Lewandorf, to be honest, Su's enterprise is my grandfather's life's painstaking effort. He is busy with other things now and doesn't know that I have negotiated with you. If he knew, our negotiation would be will be terminated immediately, do you understand what I mean?"

Lewandorf nodded, with a mysterious smile on his handsome face: "I understand, we will sign a non-disclosure agreement, and not a single word about this negotiation will be leaked."

"That's not enough." Su Tianqi hinted, not forgetting to glance at the towering chest of Mrs. Levandorf's female secretary while speaking.