City Marshal

The moon crows, and the lights are like smoke.

Nearing 07:30, Chu Tian, ​​dressed in black, drove a car to Repulse Bay alone. He had already engraved the location of Yunxuan Pavilion in his mind. In the most southwest part of Repulse Bay, a building covering several The top-level villa of [-] square meters, standing upstairs, you can overlook the whole of Hong Kong.

Because Chutian drove relatively fast, he arrived outside Yunxuan Pavilion at [-]:[-]. The inside and outside of the villa where he witnessed were brightly lit. When he turned off the engine and stopped the car, he strode over.

The leader glanced at Chu Tian for a while, and then looked inside and outside the car.

Then, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, which contained contempt, playfulness, and a sense of pride. He looked at his watch and said, "Master has an appointment for you at nine o'clock, you are early! You can go in here until the o'clock, and you are still here." Yes, cars cannot enter, and someone will lead you there later!"

Chu Tian nodded without temper, he got out of the car and leaned against the body to wait.

Maybe it's because the mid-autumn festival is approaching and the brilliance needs to be brewed, so when Chutian looked up at the sky, he didn't see the bright moon. The mountain wind at night was very cold, blowing on people like layers of water, Chutian Tighten the clothes on his body, and then look at the villa.

The lights are gorgeous, and white light is shining everywhere.

With that soft light sweeping past, Chutian can still roughly see the style of this villa, which is plain and exquisite, looking natural, relaxed, casual, and rustic. Combined with the hydrophilic platform, swimming pool, and corridors of the courtyard, it presents a A Western European country style of life.

The romantic and solemn temperament, the high foyer and the grand door, the round arched windows and the stone masonry at the corners are all graceful and luxurious.

Classical and cheerful, with a steeple-shaped slanted roof, plastered wooden frames and column decorations, natural building materials and vines attached to it complement each other.

Classic but not fashionable, fresh and unconventional. "If you are rich, it's really like his grandma!"

White stucco walls combined with light red roof tiles, continuous arches and corridors, tall and majestic windows, make people feel excited. Chu Tian can't help but secretly sigh that the old man will enjoy it. According to his rough estimate, this villa is worth at least [-] million Hong Kong dollars , can almost catch up with the villa where Li Huanhong lives.

After inspecting the surrounding environment, Chutian withdrew his gaze and leaned on the car, closed his eyes and rested his mind. The waiting time always passed slowly. Although it was only half an hour, Chutian felt like several days had passed. During the period, The four South Korean guards at the gate also sneered without hesitation: "Let me tell you, he is Chutian."

"Looking at his young age, how can he be so capable?"

"I heard that no less than 300 people died under his control."

The leader took over the topic and said: "Yeah, we owe us too much blood debt, but so what? It can only be said that they are too incompetent. You see, as soon as the master came out, he immediately obeyed and killed dozens of people." , and even cut off the hand of the person in charge of the hall, he didn't even dare to fart!"

"And I heard from Jin Xian and the others that they were treated roughly when they saw him for the first time."

"The second time, Chu Tian came out to greet them in person and served tea and water."

Apparently, the Jin Xian they were talking about was one of the two messengers who sent the dead branches, and from what they said, the two men must have made a big show of their cowardice when they came back yesterday. , but did not tell my friend the [-] tea fee.

In Chutian's thoughts, the South Koreans continued to discuss: "It seems that the master is still powerful, so he can scare the shit out of him casually."

"That is! What is he?"

"Although I heard that he is very powerful, but compared with the master, he is not the light of the firefly?"

"How can he compare with the master? The master is invincible all over the world!"

"Forget it, let's not talk about it, so as not to scare him back."

The four South Korean guards ended their conversation vigorously, and glanced at Chutian intentionally or unintentionally, wanting to see if Chutian was flushed with anger, but to their surprise, Chutian was not angry at all, and showed a very With a friendly smile, he looked at the time and said, "Four brothers, it's time!"

The leading South Korean glanced at his watch and nodded proudly: "Xiao Liu, take him to see the master."

A South Korean guard flicked the cigarette in his mouth, and the sparkling cigarette butt fell in an arc to Chutian's feet, then he pointed at Chutian arrogantly, and said: "You, come with me Remember, don't watch and move too much on the road, it will bring you disaster!"

Chu Tian smiled and nodded again: "Understood!"

When he followed the South Korean guards into the gate, there was a voice of disdain behind him: It's really bloodless! Fifteen minutes later, Chu Tian was led to an open gazebo with bright lights and a scent of sandalwood. Chu Tian concentrated his eyes and saw Fu Caichen and an old man sitting inside, posing in front of him. With a pot of sake, there are more than a dozen dishes of exquisite Korean dim sum.

The old man was sitting there as tall as a mountain and as deep as the sea, with eagle-like eyes shining under his slightly white eyebrows, and the yellow windbreaker mixed with gold threads was swaying under the aura forced by the mountain wind. There was a faint halo on his iron-black cheeks, making him appear imposing.

Surrounding them were more than a dozen South Koreans standing with Xiaoshou.

There were men and women, although their bodies were different, but they all exuded a sense of arrogance. When they saw Chu Tian being led over, they all turned their gazes to Chu Tian's face. The men's gazes were like sharp swords , the woman Shuangmu is also cold and creepy, but she is a little more curious.

Obviously, they are disciples of Master Yijian.

Seeing that Chutian is not amazing or even a little weak, everyone has a feeling of "it's hard to be worthy of a great name" on everyone's face, thinking that Chutian, the South Korean nemesis, is just being over-hyped by his defeated compatriots. Maybe he has a little morality, but But it can't reach the fierceness of crossing the rivers and lakes.

Some female disciples originally wanted to meet the heroes, but now they are completely disappointed.

"Master, Chu Tian brought it!"

The South Korean guard saluted respectfully like a slave seeing the emperor, and bowed slightly to show his respect from a high mountain. After Fu Caichen waved his hand, he straightened up again, and then sternly shouted at Chu Tian: "Chu Tian , what are you doing standing? Still not saluting the master?"

"Hahaha..." Under the scolding of the South Korean guards, the sheep-like Chutian suddenly burst into laughter, which surprised everyone. Even Master Yijian, who was drinking with his head down, raised his head slightly, and then it was not easy. Consciously finished the wine, Chu Tian gave birth to an invincible momentum: "Park Zhengtai, I'm here to challenge you tonight!"

"As a martial artist, come to ask for your position as a master!"

At this moment, Chu Tian was like an Asura crawling out of hell, all his aura and murderous intent were exuded to the fullest, the South Korean guard was startled first, then he wanted to reprimand but was caught by his cold eyes, At that moment, he suddenly felt that he was very close to death.

For some reason, he felt a burst of fear: as long as he dared to speak, Chu Tian would kill him!Almost in a similar shock, the corners of the mouths of the ten or so disciples also twitched violently. They never imagined that Chutian would suddenly erupt with a thunderous aura, and dared to challenge the master with wild words, and Chutian's overbearing, Let them dare not move their feet at this moment.

Fu Caichen coughed twice, but was pressed down by the master when he wanted to get up.

The big hands are warm and strong, and they seem quite confident.

"Park Zhengtai, as a warrior at the pinnacle, do you have the guts to fight me?"

When Chutian yelled the last sentence, Minghong's saber flashed out from his right hand, and then he stepped forward like a rainbow. Every step he took was the same distance, and his murderous intent was like a huge wave towards Yijian. The master rushed forward: "If you think I am not qualified to challenge you..." "Then let your disciple come up and sacrifice my sword!"

When the last word was written, Chu Tian glanced over a dozen or so Yijian disciples.

I don't know why, the disciple who should be strong and proud was glanced at by Chu Tian, ​​but he lowered his head involuntarily, and there was a chill in his heart, that feeling was like a group of sheep being scrutinized by a wolf, and then flashed in their hearts A trace of anger and deep self-blame.

Why are you afraid?