Rebirth of the Devouring Dragon Emperor

Chapter 652 Trouble
Hearing such a willful voice suddenly, everyone was stunned.

Well, Lord Ye Qing is extremely powerful and unfathomable, but the others are afraid of nuclear bombs!

"Master, you can't look at it like this."

Chu Xian was also in a hurry, and quickly said: "According to the current strength of Japan, if they are allowed to build a large number of nuclear bombs, it will bring immeasurable danger to China!"

This was so true that everyone fell silent again.

After a while, Ye Qing said: "Alright, let's just go and see what good things Shenyu has."

While the few people were talking, there was a small commotion at the entrance of the building.

It seemed that someone was yelling something hoarsely in Chinese, but they were far away and couldn't hear clearly.

When Hatsune Miko was going to question the security personnel downstairs, Ye Qing smiled and said relaxedly: "Hehe, that kid Yang Xiaocong is probably going to jail."

He said before that if he is not responsible for the safety of some people, then he will not be responsible. He is just a wayward rich second generation.

Chu Xian's face tightened. After all, she was an enthusiastic girl, and she couldn't do the same thing as her master who ignored everything.

The figure flashed, and the next moment, an afterimage danced and flickered in the stairwell of the building, and the speed of going downstairs was at least several times faster than the elevator.

At the entrance of the building, dozens of Japanese uniforms were tightly surrounding Yang Xiaocong and his companions, aiming pistols, dragging, and smashing with rubber rollers.

All members of this paparazzi group are already bruised and bruised.

But even if the paparazzi were put on their foreheads with a gun, they still fought hard, and there was probably a lot of hope if they didn't go away.

If he was really taken away, being imprisoned for life is probably a good result!
Yang Xiaocong was pointed at by three pistols, his mouth was bleeding, his nose was crooked, and he was still screaming desperately.

"Lord Ye Qing, help me!"

"Sister Chuxian, sister witch, come and save me!"

Unspeakable embarrassment and hideousness, if someone who is familiar with him sees him like this at this time, he will definitely sigh deeply.

The rich second-generation son who is usually pampered and pampered is now in such a situation, why bother!

At this time, many Japanese people were watching and pointing.

"Look, these people are Chinese people, all of them are born criminals, otherwise the uniforms would not deal with them so roughly."

"Yes, yes, poor people must have something to hate, Ye Qing is already so bad, these ordinary Chinese people must be full of bad water!"

"Look at the leader in there. He looks like a squirrel. He's so cheap. You can tell he's not a good person at a glance!"

"It's really noisy. I can't understand the Chinese language they shouted. Anyway, you need to have some talent for professional acting. Hey, the Chinese people over there, this is the country of Wa. You should call for help in Japanese, so people will listen. Got it!"

"I don't know why, when I saw these Huaxia people, I wanted to go over and help beat them up. Although there is no wrongdoing or enmity, it should be okay to let them get beaten up for Ye Qing, right?"

"Actually, I also have this urge!"

Listening to the voices of the Japanese people next to him, Yang Xiaocong was almost in despair.

A uniform grabbed his hair roughly, and whispered in his ear in Huaxia: "You are a bold Huaxia boy, you have no strength, and you dare to follow Ye Qing in our Japanese country, this time you will be arrested , just wait to be tortured to death!"

Yang Xiaocong was terrified when he heard this.

It's over, it was discovered by the Japanese people!

The opponent's strength was several times greater than his, and it was futile for him to struggle hard at this moment.

Kneeling on the ground, being dragged like a dead dog, Yang Xiaocong watched helplessly as she was forcibly dragged into the car.

Suddenly, a purple cold light flashed in front of his eyes, and he felt a light on his head, and he broke free from the shackles suddenly, and got freedom!

Driven by instinct, Yang Xiaocong backed up and ran for a few steps, bringing himself to a barely safe distance.

At this time, his condition is very funny, the arm that was cut off by the purple cold light is still tightly grasping his hair, and as he runs, it is like a huge ornament on his head, still beating violently .

The blood on his arm stained Yang Xiaocong's clothes red, making him look like a strange Indian chief returning from victory.

Not far from him, Chu Xian's face was cold and frosty, holding the long purple sword, and as he swung it lightly, the uniform that had already lost an arm had no time to dodge, and a big head flew into the sky again!
"Sister Chu Xian" Yang Xiaocong was able to escape the catastrophe. When he saw Chu Xian at this time, he was so excited that he choked up and couldn't speak.

Even if more than a dozen guns were aimed at this time, Chu Xian pretended not to see it, and quickly moved two meters diagonally, the purple sword flashed out, and another uniform was cut in half!

From her appearance to beheading the two of them, the whole process took less than ten seconds, and immediately shocked the people of the nearby Wa Kingdom.

"Who is that beautiful woman, how dare she be so cruel?!"

"Does she have any enmity with the uniforms of our Japanese country? How dare she help the Chinese people at this time?"

"It's terrible, it's cruel!"

"Let's hide away quickly, I think that beautiful woman may have a problem with her head!"

"Baga! Are these uniforms stupid pigs? They have guns in their hands, why don't they shoot?"

"I suddenly remembered! That beautiful woman seems to be the maid next to Ye Qing, that is to say, Ye Qing is probably here too!"

"Damn it, it turns out that she is the Chinese devil who has never made a move!"

Those uniforms who were still chasing the paparazzi, when they saw Chu Xian appearing, immediately gave up their target and retreated vigilantly to gather together.

But Chu Xian didn't care about it, he had already beheaded two people anyway, and rushed into the crowd of uniforms, hacking and slashing indiscriminately.

With a few snaps of the fingers, another seven or eight uniforms were cut into several pieces!
For the rest of the uniforms with guns, everyone's eyes widened in horror, with cold sweat dripping on their foreheads. They retreated defensively in a group, and tried their best to show various ferocious expressions on their faces, in order to achieve the same effect of intimidating each other. .

During this process, the uniforms were very forbearing, and no one shot without authorization.

Although Chu Xian was stronger than these ordinary people, he did not reach the point of ignoring a dozen or twenty guns, and let them leave silently.

For the time being, the small conflict between the Huaxia people and the Wa people ended with such a tacit understanding, although the Wa people suffered a big loss-almost ten people were beheaded.

But the Japanese people who were watching the battle couldn't accept such a result psychologically.

Someone sneaked back to safety, shouting at the retreating uniforms.

"Baga, you bastards are really embarrassing the Wa country!"

"Why do you want to retreat? You should all stay and apologise!"

(End of this chapter)