City Marshal

Chutian rushed into the alley where the god of death was hidden, and vaguely saw the back of the latter, but there were three men in strange costumes holding short knives and standing in front of him, blocking his pursuit. Go out wantonly and hit the opponent as much as possible.

Dangdang!

Although the bullets hit the opponent's body, they did not kill them. Chu Tian suddenly thought of the strange clothes of the opponent, and knew that these bullets were meaningless to them, so he immediately threw the gun out, and he also bounced off the wall a little bit, flashing out. Ming Zhan Dao cut an arc.

He doesn't want to entangle, he just wants to kill God.

"when!"

The three short knives are supporting Chu Tian's saber together, Ding!The power full of anger caused the three short knives to break off the ground in an instant, and the three men in strange costumes also fell to the left and right. Their chests kept rising and falling as if they were about to spurt a mouthful of blood. Chu Tian didn't stop, and rushed directly between them.

One person stretched out his hand and grabbed Chu Tian's back. Chu Tian swung his arm away with a backhand knife, and at the same time turned around and kicked him away, but he tended to withdraw his foot just halfway up, because he was surprised to find that the other's clothes looked like It opened like fish scales, giving off slices of sharp cold light.

Those cold lights gave birth to a sense of invincibility.

This kick would certainly cause him to suffer serious injuries, but he was afraid that one of his feet would also be destroyed, so he circled back to his right leg with a drastic change of expression, and then slapped him on the head with the saber, bang!Chu Tian really hit the opponent's head, and he clearly felt like hitting cotton.

Nine out of ten of the strength was taken off, and finally it felt like hitting the opponent.

The man in the strange costume was swept up against the wall, spewing out a small mouthful of blood. Chu Tian glanced at him and immediately withdrew. At the same time, he slashed the other two people back with a horizontal knife. It's not that he doesn't have the strength to kill the three of them, and it's not that he doesn't have no interest. Studying them, but he only thinks about pursuing death now.

Here!

Chutian's clothes were scratched by one person, leaving a piece of clothes on the ground, but Chutian finally got rid of their entanglement, and chased after the trace of the god of death again. He had only fought with the three of them for more than ten seconds, and Chutian was confident to catch up again Death, when he turned into another alley.

boom!

A grenade directly hit him, and Chutian backed away in desperation. When he was about to chase again in the smoke, he suddenly found several bombs scattered on the ground, more than 20 meters apart, blocking his pursuit. Chutian was furious. Hitting the wall with a punch, he knew he couldn't catch up with Death.

When he returned to the place where he was fighting with the man in the strange costume, the latter had disappeared. There was only a mouthful of blood and a piece of clothes on the ground. The piece of clothes came off Chu Tian's body. Chu Tian picked it up and saw that the clothes were torn The cuts are so full it's like scissors cut.

"This dress is so weird."

Chutian's eyes flashed a trace of solemnity, and then he saw Smith and the others coming out. Obviously, the latter was worried about Chutian's danger and chased after him. Chutian exhaled a long breath, and the tension and anger of chasing the god of death relaxed, and his heart recovered. Sad and desolate: the princess is dead!

Although he had too much entanglement with the prince and concubine, the latter was still determined to stand in the handsome camp in the end. The situation in the United States can be changed to today's situation. The prince and concubine contributed a lot. At least George's heart changed. What the museum says has a lot to do with it.

Moreover, she was still talking about the weirdness of the attacker in front of her in the morning, but in the blink of an eye, she had disappeared in this beautiful world. Chu Tian wanted to kill the god of death and Clinton and his son, but at this moment, she still couldn't touch them. Prince Te is still in their hands.

"Young Marshal, Princess Concubine...NO.18...confirmed death."

Smith saw the grief and anger and murder in Chutian's heart, and said cautiously: "Collison lost an arm in the bombing, and there is no possibility of reconnecting him. The God of Death obviously doesn't care about his life or death, otherwise he wouldn't take it. He came to take risks, what should we do next?"

"Find!"

Chu Tian held the torn shirt in his hand, and shouted murderously: "Let the CIA and FBI send me the most elite personnel, I want them to dig out the whereabouts of the god of death within 24 hours, and at the same time you send me a message, who Dare to assist the god of death, and kill without mercy!"

Smith nodded: "Understood."

At this moment, a British bodyguard ran over quickly from behind, holding a mobile phone and walked up to Chutian. His expression was deeply sad and painful, but he still handed over the phone respectfully and lowered his voice. Said: "Young commander, Queen Victoria is calling."

Chu Tian's expression froze, and then he sighed and picked up the phone. He was very ashamed of the old British lady, because his miscalculation caused the prince to be kidnapped and the princess to die. No.18 also fell in a pool of blood. He could imagine that the old lady My wife is sad, but I don't know how to comfort myself.

Just as he mustered up the courage to speak, a voice rang on the other end of the phone: "George is dead."

The gentle words of the old lady came to Chutian's ears. These four words were nailed into Chu Tian's brain, and then poured directly into his heart. The phone he was holding almost fell to the ground. George died... George also Dead... Chutian felt his whole body was icy cold, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

The prince was kidnapped, the prince and concubine died, NO.18 died, and even Prince George who escaped died. Chutian suddenly felt that the royal family was like a withered flower, slowly withering in the wind. The old lady seemed to know Chutian's intentions. Sadly, he sighed and said, "You have to take care of yourself."

"You have full power to deal with the affairs of the United States."

The old lady's voice was gentle: "I believe in you!"

Chu Tian nodded mechanically. He didn't ask how Prince George died, because the latter was meaningless in the current situation. His most important thing now was to save Prince Albert. I am convinced that my old British lady will explain a little bit.

"Activate all power."

After reacting, Chu Tian grabbed Smith's collar, with a frightening coldness in his eyes: "Find the God of Death at any cost! All the entrances and exits in New York are sealed off by me, and no one is allowed to enter or exit. Identity things come in and out, kill me without mercy!"

Smith trembled: "Understood."

He felt the murderous aura emanating from Chu Tian, ​​and knew that this kid was probably possessed by a demon, so he quickly picked up the phone and mobilized his hands. The three major families had obviously heard about the prince and concubine, and knew that the god of death was a complete lunatic, so he also Activate the power to assist Chutian.

After all, no one can guarantee whether the god of death will kill Fu Bang's second young master!New York was sealed off within an hour, and the entire city was searched by the military and police, making citizens who didn't know the situation think they were suffering from a biochemical crisis. Fortunately, Washington was able to stabilize people's hearts in time, so that the citizens did not panic.

But Chutian took people directly to the New York hospital at this time, he even lost the time for the sad prince and concubine, he saw Clinton lying on the hospital bed at the fastest speed, although the latter was not bombarded by the black bear in the prison car He died, but several impacts still injured him and his head was smashed.

That's why Chu Tian didn't use him as a bargaining chip at that time.

"I knew you'd find me."

Collinton was lying on the hospital bed wearing a neck brace. With no less than ten wounds all over his body, he remained calm. When he saw Chutian come in, he smiled slightly: "Did the god of death cause you trouble? Don't blame him, he has been A madman, but a clever madman."

Clinton added with a smile: "Before joining Tiandaomeng, he was a doctor."

"Dual Ph.D. from MIT!"

Chu Tian wiped off the blood on his face, took a step forward and said, "He is indeed a smart lunatic. He not only robbed Fu Bang's second young master and Prince Albert, but also killed the prince and concubine an hour ago. Collison He also broke an arm, which can no longer be repaired."

"Oh, really?"

There was a trace of pain in Clinton's eyes, obviously he was worried about his son being tortured, but he knew that the god of death was always loyal to himself, and there must be a reason for him to blow up his son's arm, so he quickly regained his calm and said: "Chu God, don't talk nonsense, a suggestion."

"If you don't want to die anymore, let me and Collison go."

He threw out a tempting condition: "I promise to release Prince Albert."

Chu Tian sneered, drew out his short spear and pointed it directly: "No need!" Chu Tian rushed into the alley where the god of death was hidden, and vaguely saw the back of the latter, but there were three strange men holding short knives in front of him, blocking it. Chu Tian did not stop at the pace of his pursuit, he raised his hand and counted his guns, and the bullets flew out wantonly, hitting the opponent with all his strength.

Dangdang!

Although the bullets hit the opponent's body, they did not kill them. Chu Tian suddenly thought of the strange clothes of the opponent, and knew that these bullets were meaningless to them, so he immediately threw the gun out, and he also bounced off the wall a little bit, flashing out. Ming Zhan Dao cut an arc.

He doesn't want to entangle, he just wants to kill God.

"when!"

The three short knives are supporting Chu Tian's saber together, Ding!The power full of anger caused the three short knives to break off the ground in an instant, and the three men in strange costumes also fell to the left and right. Their chests kept rising and falling as if they were about to spurt a mouthful of blood. Chu Tian didn't stop, and rushed directly between them.

One person stretched out his hand and grabbed Chu Tian's back. Chu Tian swung his arm away with a backhand knife, and at the same time turned around and kicked him away, but he tended to withdraw his foot just halfway up, because he was surprised to find that the other's clothes looked like It opened like fish scales, giving off slices of sharp cold light.

Those cold lights gave birth to a sense of invincibility.

This kick would certainly cause him to suffer serious injuries, but he was afraid that one of his feet would also be destroyed, so he circled back to his right leg with a drastic change of expression, and then slapped him on the head with the saber, bang!Chu Tian really hit the opponent's head, and he clearly felt like hitting cotton.

Nine out of ten of the strength was taken off, and finally it felt like hitting the opponent.

The man in the strange costume was swept up against the wall, spewing out a small mouthful of blood. Chu Tian glanced at him and immediately withdrew. At the same time, he slashed the other two people back with a horizontal knife. It's not that he doesn't have the strength to kill the three of them, and it's not that he doesn't have no interest. Studying them, but he only thinks about pursuing death now.

Here!

Chutian's clothes were scratched by one person, leaving a piece of clothes on the ground, but Chutian finally got rid of their entanglement, and chased after the trace of the god of death again. He had only fought with the three of them for more than ten seconds, and Chutian was confident to catch up again Death, when he turned into another alley.

boom!

A grenade directly hit him, and Chutian backed away in desperation. When he was about to chase again in the smoke, he suddenly found several bombs scattered on the ground, more than 20 meters apart, blocking his pursuit. Chutian was furious. Hitting the wall with a punch, he knew he couldn't catch up with Death.

When he returned to the place where he was fighting with the man in the strange costume, the latter had disappeared. There was only a mouthful of blood and a piece of clothes on the ground. The piece of clothes came off Chu Tian's body. Chu Tian picked it up and saw that the clothes were torn The cuts are so full it's like scissors cut.

"This dress is so weird."

Chutian's eyes flashed a trace of solemnity, and then he saw Smith and the others coming out. Obviously, the latter was worried about Chutian's danger and chased after him. Chutian exhaled a long breath, and the tension and anger of chasing the god of death relaxed, and his heart recovered. Sad and desolate: the princess is dead!

Although he had too much entanglement with the prince and concubine, the latter was still determined to stand in the handsome camp in the end. The situation in the United States can be changed to today's situation. The prince and concubine contributed a lot. At least George's heart changed. What the museum says has a lot to do with it.

Moreover, she was still talking about the weirdness of the attacker in front of her in the morning, but in the blink of an eye, she had disappeared in this beautiful world. Chu Tian wanted to kill the god of death and Clinton and his son, but at this moment, she still couldn't touch them. Prince Te is still in their hands.

"Young Marshal, Princess Concubine...NO.18...confirmed death."

Smith saw the grief and anger and murder in Chutian's heart, and said cautiously: "Collison lost an arm in the bombing, and there is no possibility of reconnecting him. The God of Death obviously doesn't care about his life or death, otherwise he wouldn't take it. He came to take risks, what should we do next?"

"Find!"

Chu Tian held the torn shirt in his hand, and shouted murderously: "Let the CIA and FBI send me the most elite personnel, I want them to dig out the whereabouts of the god of death within 24 hours, and at the same time you send me a message, who Dare to assist the god of death, and kill without mercy!"

Smith nodded: "Understood."

At this moment, a British bodyguard ran over quickly from behind, holding a mobile phone and walked up to Chutian. His expression was deeply sad and painful, but he still handed over the phone respectfully and lowered his voice. Said: "Young commander, Queen Victoria is calling."

Chu Tian's expression froze, and then he sighed and picked up the phone. He was very ashamed of the old British lady, because his miscalculation caused the prince to be kidnapped and the princess to die. No.18 also fell in a pool of blood. He could imagine that the old lady My wife is sad, but I don't know how to comfort myself.

Just as he mustered up the courage to speak, a voice rang on the other end of the phone: "George is dead."

The gentle words of the old lady came to Chutian's ears. These four words were nailed into Chu Tian's brain, and then poured directly into his heart. The phone he was holding almost fell to the ground. George died... George also Dead... Chutian felt his whole body was icy cold, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

The prince was kidnapped, the prince and concubine died, NO.18 died, and even Prince George who escaped died. Chutian suddenly felt that the royal family was like a withered flower, slowly withering in the wind. The old lady seemed to know Chutian's intentions. Sadly, he sighed and said, "You have to take care of yourself."

"You have full power to deal with the affairs of the United States."

The old lady's voice was gentle: "I believe in you!"

Chu Tian nodded mechanically. He didn't ask how Prince George died, because the latter was meaningless in the current situation. His most important thing now was to save Prince Albert. I am convinced that my old British lady will explain a little bit.

"Activate all power."

After reacting, Chu Tian grabbed Smith's collar, with a frightening coldness in his eyes: "Find the God of Death at any cost! All the entrances and exits in New York are sealed off by me, and no one is allowed to enter or exit. Identity things come in and out, kill me without mercy!"

Smith trembled: "Understood."

He felt the murderous aura emanating from Chu Tian, ​​and knew that this kid was probably possessed by a demon, so he quickly picked up the phone and mobilized his hands. The three major families had obviously heard about the prince and concubine, and knew that the god of death was a complete lunatic, so he also Activate the power to assist Chutian.

After all, no one can guarantee whether the god of death will kill Fu Bang's second young master!New York was sealed off within an hour, and the entire city was searched by the military and police, making citizens who didn't know the situation think they were suffering from a biochemical crisis. Fortunately, Washington was able to stabilize people's hearts in time, so that the citizens did not panic.

But Chutian took people directly to the New York hospital at this time, he even lost the time for the sad prince and concubine, he saw Clinton lying on the hospital bed at the fastest speed, although the latter was not bombarded by the black bear in the prison car He died, but several impacts still injured him and his head was smashed.

That's why Chu Tian didn't use him as a bargaining chip at that time.

"I knew you'd find me."

Collinton was lying on the hospital bed wearing a neck brace. With no less than ten wounds all over his body, he remained calm. When he saw Chutian come in, he smiled slightly: "Did the god of death cause you trouble? Don't blame him, he has been A madman, but a clever madman."

Clinton added with a smile: "Before joining Tiandaomeng, he was a doctor."

"Dual Ph.D. from MIT!"

Chu Tian wiped off the blood on his face, took a step forward and said, "He is indeed a smart lunatic. He not only robbed Fu Bang's second young master and Prince Albert, but also killed the prince and concubine an hour ago. Collison He also broke an arm, which can no longer be repaired."

"Oh, really?"

There was a trace of pain in Clinton's eyes, obviously he was worried about his son being tortured, but he knew that the god of death was always loyal to himself, and there must be a reason for him to blow up his son's arm, so he quickly regained his calm and said: "Chu God, don't talk nonsense, a suggestion."

"If you don't want to die anymore, let me and Collison go."

He threw out a tempting condition: "I promise to release Prince Albert."

Chu Tian sneered, drew out his short spear and pointed at it: "No need!"