City Marshal

During the No. 15 nights when Chu Tian was imprisoned, a manor far away in the sky burst into flames!

At this moment, shouts and fights were everywhere in the manor, with streams of blood continuously splashing along with the fire, and the sound of muffled bullets entering the body sounded from time to time in the night sky. In the blood mist, the fishy smell makes people want to vomit!

Near the pool, stood a middle-aged man!

There were piles of mutilated corpses piled up at his feet, blood splashed like ink, the scene was extremely tragic, surrounded by more than a dozen men in black in front of him, all of them showed ferocious faces, expressing grief to their fallen comrades He hissed in fear, and then roared forward.

The sword shines like a rainbow!

The middle-aged man's body is like an unshakable Mount Tai. No matter how the opponent hits him, he doesn't take half a step back. He uses his own strength to confront the opponent head-on, one knife at a time, and knocks down the charging enemies one by one. His face His face was already spattered with blood, but he didn't even wipe it off.

He is like a Shura, standing in the pool to harvest other people's lives.

After the middle-aged man chopped off seven or eight enemies again, the remaining three or four ran away like mad. They felt that they were no match for the middle-aged man and returned to rescue the soldiers. When the last trace of footsteps disappeared In the howling cold wind, the back mountain fell into a deathly silence.

"Cough...cough!"

At this time, the middle-aged man coughed, which was extremely ear-piercing and frightening.He stood between the hellish severed limbs, his black clothes were covered with beautiful bloody flowers, he leaned down and pressed his knife on the ground, curled up like a big shrimp, coughing hard .

His pale face had turned gray-purple.

Thick blood slowly flowed down the blade, dyeing the gray ground red, and then merged with the blood of the enemy. This time the cough was louder and more intense than any other time. The middle-aged There was an expression of uncontrollable pain on the man's face.

At this time, dozens of enemies flooded in at the entrance, surrounded the middle-aged man with machetes and short guns, and before launching an attack, there was a low voice from behind: "A bunch of trash! Even an old guy can't kill them. I still have to trouble Lao Tzu to come and clean up, what's the use of keeping you?"

"Humph!"

A corner of the circle automatically moved out of the way, and all the men who were besieged looked respectful, and then a 30-year-old man with a slender figure flashed out. The most impressive thing was his face, which was no bigger than a horse's face. Jean Sanfen, wearing a neat suit and a black windbreaker.

A white snow-like scarf naturally fell on the chest.

His appearance gave the middle-aged man a glacier-like chill.

His coughing stopped suddenly as if cut off by a sharp blade, but his chest suddenly swelled to the extreme due to the forcible restraint. The man stabbed forward, looking from a distance as light and swift as a meteor falling to the ground.

The horse-faced man launched an attack without warning!

No matter from the angle or strength of this sword, it has the skill of killing people, and it also contains a terrifying murderous intent. It completely blocked the way for the middle-aged man to advance and retreat. The middle-aged man suddenly raised his head, his painful face At this moment, he suddenly became ferocious like a devil...

As he raised his head, his saber also followed suit!

The momentum of this knife actually gives people a feeling that everything is invincible with the power of heaven and earth. What is even more frightening is that such a mighty and domineering knife is so powerful that it is restrained without any overflow, and it is completely concentrated on the person who comes. The surrounding leaves and water will not be affected at all...

The horse-faced man who attacked turned pale with fright, and subconsciously blocked it.

"when!"

He suddenly felt as if his internal organs had been hit by a giant hammer, and he felt unspeakably uncomfortable, and the sharp sword in his hand was shattered into thousands of pieces at this moment, and then the middle-aged man raised his right hand and shot, and the saber hit the attacker's shoulder, The latter let out a scream and fell from mid-air like a wild goose hit by an arrow.

"Kill him for me!"

The horse-faced man threw himself on the ground, uttering a few words with difficulty!

Dozens of enemies swarmed forward, their guns raised high!

The night faded in the firelight, but the fighting seemed endless!

On the 16th day when Chutian was imprisoned, the door was knocked open again, revealing Li Baoguo's calm face, who first smiled, then raised a bottle of Moutai in his hand and said: "Young commander, I am here I asked you to see him off, but the central government told me that there was insufficient evidence, and you will be released without charge today!"

"I'm afraid we won't see each other very often in the future, so I'll bring a bottle of good wine to see you off!"

"Can you go out?"

Surprise flashed across Chu Tian's face. He thought he would stay for a few more days. For some reason, although staying in Qincheng Prison these days was a bit lonely, but he also had a leisurely time. Not only did he recover from all his injuries , even the xinxing has changed a lot.

Seeing Chu Tian's expression, Li Baoguo handed over the document in his hand, and replied with a smile: "Could it be that the young commander still doesn't want to leave? Hehe, this is a document issued by the central government. Next, the central government will specifically clarify this matter to all parties. , it was purely someone who framed and falsely accused the Young Marshal!"

"Young Marshal is innocent. Not only is he not a leaker, he is also a patriot!"

There was a wry smile on the corner of Chu Tian's mouth, he could do whatever he wanted with the official words, but he never minded these superficial things, not to mention that this was arranged by Mr. Su intentionally, so he waved his hand gently and said, "Brother Baoguo, originally I I want to get out and get some fresh air!"

"But with your hospitality and good wine, I don't mind staying a little longer!"

"Okay, let's have a good drink today!"

Li Baoguo let out a hearty laugh, and then put the wine and food on the table. Just as he was about to tear open the packaging and pour the wine, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and then Chutian saw Shen Binger appear. His expression was cold, making his ordinary face even more ruthless.

"Bing'er, are you here to pick me up?"

Chu Tian opened the food, tore off a chicken leg and said, "But I'm afraid I'll have to wait for half an hour, brother Baoguo kindly invited me to drink, I have to finish this meal before going out anyway, if you don't mind, Why not sit down and eat together, try this old Moutai..."

Li Baoguo glanced at Shen Binger, and sighed softly: "Young commander, I'm afraid we won't be able to eat this wine!"

Chu Tian was slightly taken aback: "Why did Brother Li say that?"

Li Baoguo took Moutai back into his arms, and added with a faint smile: "Miss Bing'er walked in a hurry, with a hint of melancholy between her brows, and more importantly, her left hand clenched into a fist seemed to buffer the shock in her heart, if my guess is right If so, something big must have happened.”

"But this big event should have nothing to do with Shuai Jun!"

"Because Miss Bing'er is worried but not worried..."

When Chu Tian looked at Shen Binger, the latter also shrugged his shoulders and replied with a wry smile: "Mr. Li is really a man of genius. You analyzed me before I said anything. He is indeed the most trusted person in the Central Committee." Ah!" Then she sighed to Chu Tian: "There is indeed something important!"

Li Baoguo stood up knowingly, shrugged his shoulders to indicate to Chutian that we will talk next time, and then walked out of the meeting room with the bottle of good wine in hand. After his figure completely disappeared, Shen Binger spoke again: "One thing to change Taiwan, A major event that changes or even changes the world pattern!"

Chu Tian, ​​who was biting the chicken leg, froze slightly, and asked after swallowing the chicken, "What's the matter?"

Chu Tian knew in his heart that if he was able to walk out of Qincheng Prison, it meant that the outside world must have changed, maybe it was just as Mr. Su calculated, Taiwan was full of troubles, so he looked at Shen Binger and added: "Is there any change in Taiwan? The mortal world? Jiang Shengli?"

"Or, the Tang Sect and the Bamboo Union Gang are fighting again?"

Shen Binger shook her head, then said with a solemn expression, "It's a great change in the Tang Sect!"

"Tang Tianao is dead!!"

"Tang Rong is also dead"

Chu Tian, ​​who had just sipped a glass of water, spit it out, spit it out and covered the whole table with water stains, but he didn't care about it, even threw out the chicken leg in his hand, turned around and came in front of Shen Binger , with the shock of being struck by lightning on his face: "What? Tang...Tang Tianao...Tang Rong is dead?" During the No. 15 night of Chutian's imprisonment, a manor far away in the sky burst into flames!

At this moment, shouts and fights were everywhere in the manor, with streams of blood continuously splashing along with the fire, and the sound of muffled bullets entering the body sounded from time to time in the night sky. In the blood mist, the fishy smell makes people want to vomit!

Near the pool, stood a middle-aged man!

There were piles of mutilated corpses piled up at his feet, blood splashed like ink, the scene was extremely tragic, surrounded by more than a dozen men in black in front of him, all of them showed ferocious faces, expressing grief to their fallen comrades He hissed in fear, and then roared forward.

The sword shines like a rainbow!

The middle-aged man's body is like an unshakable Mount Tai. No matter how the opponent hits him, he doesn't take half a step back. He uses his own strength to confront the opponent head-on, one knife at a time, and knocks down the charging enemies one by one. His face His face was already spattered with blood, but he didn't even wipe it off.

He is like a Shura, standing in the pool to harvest other people's lives.

After the middle-aged man chopped off seven or eight enemies again, the remaining three or four ran away like mad. They felt that they were no match for the middle-aged man and returned to rescue the soldiers. When the last trace of footsteps disappeared In the howling cold wind, the back mountain fell into a deathly silence.

"Cough...cough!"

At this time, the middle-aged man coughed, which was extremely ear-piercing and frightening.He stood between the hellish severed limbs, his black clothes were covered with beautiful bloody flowers, he leaned down and pressed his knife on the ground, curled up like a big shrimp, coughing hard .

His pale face had turned gray-purple.

Thick blood slowly flowed down the blade, dyeing the gray ground red, and then merged with the blood of the enemy. This time the cough was louder and more intense than any other time. The middle-aged There was an expression of uncontrollable pain on the man's face.

At this time, dozens of enemies flooded in at the entrance, surrounded the middle-aged man with machetes and short guns, and before launching an attack, there was a low voice from behind: "A bunch of trash! Even an old guy can't kill them. I still have to trouble Lao Tzu to come and clean up, what's the use of keeping you?"

"Humph!"

A corner of the circle automatically moved out of the way, and all the men who were besieged looked respectful, and then a 30-year-old man with a slender figure flashed out. The most impressive thing was his face, which was no bigger than a horse's face. Jean Sanfen, wearing a neat suit and a black windbreaker.

A white snow-like scarf naturally fell on the chest.

His appearance gave the middle-aged man a glacier-like chill.

His coughing stopped suddenly as if cut off by a sharp blade, but his chest suddenly swelled to the extreme due to the forcible restraint. The man stabbed forward, looking from a distance as light and swift as a meteor falling to the ground.

The horse-faced man launched an attack without warning!

No matter from the angle or strength of this sword, it has the skill of killing people, and it also contains a terrifying murderous intent. It completely blocked the way for the middle-aged man to advance and retreat. The middle-aged man suddenly raised his head, his painful face At this moment, he suddenly became ferocious like a devil...

As he raised his head, his saber also followed suit!

The momentum of this knife actually gives people a feeling that everything is invincible with the power of heaven and earth. What is even more frightening is that such a mighty and domineering knife is so powerful that it is restrained without any overflow, and it is completely concentrated on the person who comes. The surrounding leaves and water will not be affected at all...

The horse-faced man who attacked turned pale with fright, and subconsciously blocked it.

"when!"

He suddenly felt as if his internal organs had been hit by a giant hammer, and he felt unspeakably uncomfortable, and the sharp sword in his hand was shattered into thousands of pieces at this moment, and then the middle-aged man raised his right hand and shot, and the saber hit the attacker's shoulder, The latter let out a scream and fell from mid-air like a wild goose hit by an arrow.

"Kill him for me!"

The horse-faced man threw himself on the ground, uttering a few words with difficulty!

Dozens of enemies swarmed forward, their guns raised high!

The night faded in the firelight, but the fighting seemed endless!

On the 16th day when Chutian was imprisoned, the door was knocked open again, revealing Li Baoguo's calm face, who first smiled, then raised a bottle of Moutai in his hand and said: "Young commander, I am here I asked you to see him off, but the central government told me that there was insufficient evidence, and you will be released without charge today!"

"I'm afraid we won't see each other very often in the future, so I'll bring a bottle of good wine to see you off!"

"Can you go out?"

Surprise flashed across Chu Tian's face. He thought he would stay for a few more days. For some reason, although staying in Qincheng Prison these days was a bit lonely, but he also had a leisurely time. Not only did he recover from all his injuries , even the xinxing has changed a lot.

Seeing Chu Tian's expression, Li Baoguo handed over the document in his hand, and replied with a smile: "Could it be that the young commander still doesn't want to leave? Hehe, this is a document issued by the central government. Next, the central government will specifically clarify this matter to all parties. , it was purely someone who framed and falsely accused the Young Marshal!"

"Young Marshal is innocent. Not only is he not a leaker, he is also a patriot!"

There was a wry smile on the corner of Chu Tian's mouth, he could do whatever he wanted with the official words, but he never minded these superficial things, not to mention that this was arranged by Mr. Su intentionally, so he waved his hand gently and said, "Brother Baoguo, originally I I want to get out and get some fresh air!"

"But with your hospitality and good wine, I don't mind staying a little longer!"

"Okay, let's have a good drink today!"

Li Baoguo let out a hearty laugh, and then put the wine and food on the table. Just as he was about to tear open the packaging and pour the wine, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and then Chutian saw Shen Binger appear. His expression was cold, making his ordinary face even more ruthless.

"Bing'er, are you here to pick me up?"

Chu Tian opened the food, tore off a chicken leg and said, "But I'm afraid I'll have to wait for half an hour, brother Baoguo kindly invited me to drink, I have to finish this meal before going out anyway, if you don't mind, Why not sit down and eat together, try this old Moutai..."

Li Baoguo glanced at Shen Binger, and sighed softly: "Young commander, I'm afraid we won't be able to eat this wine!"

Chu Tian was slightly taken aback: "Why did Brother Li say that?"

Li Baoguo took Moutai back into his arms, and added with a faint smile: "Miss Bing'er walked in a hurry, with a hint of melancholy between her brows, and more importantly, her left hand clenched into a fist seemed to buffer the shock in her heart, if my guess is right If so, something big must have happened.”

"But this big event should have nothing to do with Shuai Jun!"

"Because Miss Bing'er is worried but not worried..."

When Chu Tian looked at Shen Binger, the latter also shrugged his shoulders and replied with a wry smile: "Mr. Li is really a man of genius. You analyzed me before I said anything. He is indeed the most trusted person in the Central Committee." Ah!" Then she sighed to Chu Tian: "There is indeed something important!"

Li Baoguo stood up knowingly, shrugged his shoulders to indicate to Chutian that we will talk next time, and then walked out of the meeting room with the bottle of good wine in hand. After his figure completely disappeared, Shen Binger spoke again: "One thing to change Taiwan, A major event that changes or even changes the world pattern!"

Chu Tian, ​​who was biting the chicken leg, froze slightly, and asked after swallowing the chicken, "What's the matter?"

Chu Tian knew in his heart that if he was able to walk out of Qincheng Prison, it meant that the outside world must have changed, maybe it was just as Mr. Su calculated, Taiwan was full of troubles, so he looked at Shen Binger and added: "Is there any change in Taiwan? The mortal world? Jiang Shengli?"

"Or, the Tang Sect and the Bamboo Union Gang are fighting again?"

Shen Binger shook her head, then said with a solemn expression, "It's a great change in the Tang Sect!"

"Tang Tianao is dead!!"

"Tang Rong is also dead"

Chu Tian, ​​who had just sipped a glass of water, spit it out, spit it out and covered the whole table with water stains, but he didn't care about it, even threw out the chicken leg in his hand, turned around and came in front of Shen Binger , with the shock of being struck by lightning on his face: "What? Tang...Tang Tianao...Tang Rong is dead?"