City Marshal

Liu Chuanfeng was secretly startled. He naturally believed that his fist could knock Chutian into the air, but he would also be injured. You must know that Feng Wuqing was still watching over him.

Liu Chuanfeng thought about it for a while, then changed the direction of his fist instantly, and hit Chutian's palm.

With a sound of "bang", both of them backed up a few steps, and their blood kept rolling. Liu Chuanfeng was slightly startled: Why is Chutian stronger today than last time?Last time, [-]% of the power knocked Chu Tian back a few steps, but today's [-]% of the power is comparable?It seems that in time, this son must be a big deal.

Thinking of this, Liu Chuanfeng's eyes filled with endless murderous intent. Just now he attacked Chutian with one hand because he wanted to win. Now he wants to kill Chutian. Of course, he uses both hands and feet to achieve his goal first.

Liu Chuanfeng twisted his body and came to Chu Tian in a moment.

It was another extremely fierce punch, Chu Tian calmed down, clenched his fists, and confronted Liu Chuanfeng abruptly.

With a "bang", neither of them retreated this time. Their fists collided and stopped in the air. The rain turned in the gap. Immediately, blood flowed from the corners of their mouths, flowed down their chins, and dripped onto the wet street.

The two immediately took the initiative to step back, looking at each other coldly.

Liu Chuanfeng's eyelids moved slightly, his left hand was a palm, and his right hand was a fist. Filled with strength, he slashed towards Chu Tian to kill him.

Feng Wuqing naturally sensed the murderous aura emanating from Liu Chuanfeng, and he was already on guard. Seeing Liu Chuanfeng rushing towards Chu Tian, ​​he suddenly gathered his mind, threw the dagger in his hand vigorously, and at the same time plundered Liu Chuanfeng at full speed.

The dagger stabbed directly at Liu Chuanfeng's left rib with lightning speed.

The cold air emitted by the blade completely enveloped him before it arrived.

With Liu Chuanfeng's ability, he had no choice but to suspend the painful killing of Chu Tian, ​​and deal with the dagger behind him with all his strength.

Liu Chuanfeng raised his breath suddenly, and suddenly changed his posture in the air. He even kicked the dagger flying and reflected it towards Chutian. The inconvenience completely restricts the flexibility of the whole body.

There was regret in Liu Chuanfeng's eyes, and he sighed softly, thinking that it would be difficult to kill Chutian in just one or two strokes, so he unfolded his body skills, dodged Feng Wuqing's attack, retreated, and disappeared in the hazy scene after a while. in the rain.

Feng Wuqing stood beside Chu Tian, ​​and asked with concern: "Young commander, how is your injury?"

Chu Tian patted his chest lightly, shook his head and said, "The turbulence of qi and blood caused minor injuries. It's nothing serious. I thought I could lose both sides with Liu Chuanfeng, and increase the chance of success for Tian Yang's health. Who knew that guy was better than I imagined?" Severe, at most a little bit of injury."

Feng Wuqing nodded, and then said, "Do you want to tell Tian Yangsheng about Liu Chuanfeng's injury?"

Chu Tian shook his head lightly, and said lightly: "No need, lest it affect Tian Yangsheng's current state of mind!"

The street lamp looks very lonely in the confused rain, but it makes people fade away from loneliness.

Fifteen minutes later, just as Chutian stepped into the Black Dragon Building, Mortals greeted him and said respectfully, "Young Marshal, you are finally back. I'm afraid that there will be some trouble in the big storm!"

Chu Tian smiled slightly, patted Fan Jian on the shoulder, and said calmly: "It's nothing serious, Fan Jian, come upstairs and find me later, I have an important matter that you need to arrange for someone you trust to do it!"

Fanjian was slightly shocked when he heard Chutian's answer "no big deal" at first, and then guessed that Chutian and the others must have encountered a lot of troubles when they went out, but they had all been resolved, and then heard that Chutian had something important for him, and hurriedly Nod in agreement.

Chutian returned to the top floor, just laying down on the sofa, Ke'er and Fang Qing had already pushed the door in, Chutian did not avoid them, tore off the clothes on his body, and inspected the injury on his left hand. Although the wound was scarred, the whole body There was still some hematoma on the arm, and some blood even seeped out.

There was shock in Ke'er's eyes, and he hurriedly leaned over, took out the disinfectant, gently wiped the blood for Chutian, and said distressedly: "Young commander, why is there bleeding? Is the wound inflamed? Do you want to find him?" doctor?"

Chu Tian kissed Ke'er's cheek, and said with relief, "It's okay, I had a big fight with Liu Chuanfeng tonight, and accidentally ruptured the wound!"

When Ke'er heard that 'Liu Chuanfeng' was ambushing Chutian, she secretly hated him, made a heroic shooting action, and said, "I wish I could blow his head off with a sniper rifle."

Fang Qing handed Chu Tian a cup of warm water and some pills, and said with a smile, "Sister, don't be impulsive. Isn't the young commander retreating now? It proves that Liu Chuanfeng is nothing special."

Chu Tian nodded lightly. He couldn't make the two beauties worry too much, but he was sighing in his heart: If Liu Chuanfeng felt unsure of killing himself without Feng Wuqing by his side, I'm afraid his blood would already be washing the streets with the rain. .

Ten minutes later, Fanjian knocked on the door, and without waiting for Chutian's order, Ke'er and the others went out, smiling and said to Chutian, "Let's go get the young marshal a sumptuous meal to make up for tonight's fatigue. "

After waiting for them to leave, Fan Jian walked in and asked respectfully, "Young Commander, what can I order?"

Chu Tian pointed to the sofa, and after letting Fan Jian sit down, his expression became solemn, and he said: "On the day of the decisive battle, you send a few trustworthy men to the Public Security Bureau to find something in Deputy Chief Gu's office. Put them in."

Mortal's expression also became cautious, and he could tell from Chutian's tone that this was not an ordinary thing.

Chutian sighed softly, and said: "That is the transaction record, and it is estimated that the history of drug trafficking in Heilonghui can be found out. In fact, the Heilonghui's drug trafficking has no direct meaning to us, but to Zhou Longjian, that It's a good excuse!"

Fan Jian nodded and said, "Young commander, don't worry, I'll arrange someone to do it right away!"

Suddenly, Chu Tian remembered the "Mona Lisa" on the wall of Deputy Director Gu, and a smile flashed across his face, and said: "Mortal world, you can let the people sent directly search for the portrait on the wall of Director Gu's office, "Mona Lisa" Narissa."

Fan Jian was slightly surprised, but didn't say anything, and went out to make arrangements.

Chu Tian watched the mortal world leave, and smiled approvingly, it's good to have a counselor, it can make him relax a lot.

The rain was beating on the floor-to-ceiling windows lightly, the night was hazy, just when people were tired and sleepy, but Chutian wanted to see the heavens for health, so he informed Feng Wuqing, Nameless Nie, the old demon and Gu Jian to go together, and after a while, the corridor It was already full of people, waiting for Chutian.

Chutian and the others stopped on the tenth floor. At the end of the tenth floor was a secret room of [-] square meters. Tian Yangsheng had been in it for nearly thirty hours. When he entered, he carried a dozen steamed buns and a large bucket of ice water. I don't know what he is doing inside, because Chu Tian has already ordered that no one can disturb Tian Yangsheng.

The night is dark, the lights are like stars, the world is peaceful and quiet, there is no disaster, no blood, and no sound.

Chu Tian gently pushed open the door of the secret room, and suddenly there was a strange sound, monotonous, short, sharp, and terrifying, one after another, as distant as it was approaching.

Chu Tian's heart moved slightly, he knew that this was the sound of drawing a knife.

After Chutian and the others' eyes got used to the darkness, relying on the light reflected from nowhere, they saw Tian Yangsheng holding the handle of the knife tightly. The person seemed to be gradually melting into the darkness, sinking into the sheath of the lacquerware.

'Crack', Tian Yangsheng simply pulled out the knife!

In the sharp and short voice, there seems to be an indescribable force. No matter who hears this voice, they will feel that their throats are dry, their heart beats faster, their stomach shrinks, and their minds are difficult to rest. Slight vibration.

Looking at Tian Yangsheng's resolute back, Chu Tian said calmly, "How many times?"

Without the slightest hesitation, Tian Yangsheng answered, "Nine thousand seven hundred and forty seven times."

This number is naturally the number of times Tian Yangsheng draws his sword, and it is today.

Tian Yangsheng turned around, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said lightly, "I'm hungry!"

With a smile on Chu Tian's face, with a wave of his right hand, the old demon turned on the headlight of the secret room, and the whole secret room became brighter. Feng Wuqing took a few steps forward, put the food box in his hand on the table, and opened the sealed cover.

There are six exquisite dishes, still hot, a plate of steamed buns with bamboo joints, a pot of round-grained rice, and a pot of mellow bamboo leaf green wine.

Tian Yangsheng sat down unceremoniously, took the steamed bun and bit it. Everyone found that the hand that drew the knife nine thousand seven hundred and seventy-seven times was still very steady and strong, without the slightest trembling or shaking.

At this moment, no one is worried about the decisive battle at Phoenix Mountain.Liu Chuanfeng was secretly startled. He naturally believed that his fist could knock Chutian into the air, but he would also be injured. You must know that Feng Wuqing was still watching over him.

Liu Chuanfeng thought about it for a while, then changed the direction of his fist instantly, and hit Chutian's palm.

With a sound of "bang", both of them backed up a few steps, and their blood kept rolling. Liu Chuanfeng was slightly startled: Why is Chutian stronger today than last time?Last time, [-]% of the power knocked Chu Tian back a few steps, but today's [-]% of the power is comparable?It seems that in time, this son must be a big deal.

Thinking of this, Liu Chuanfeng's eyes filled with endless murderous intent. Just now he attacked Chutian with one hand because he wanted to win. Now he wants to kill Chutian. Of course, he uses both hands and feet to achieve his goal first.

Liu Chuanfeng twisted his body and came to Chu Tian in a moment.

It was another extremely fierce punch, Chu Tian calmed down, clenched his fists, and confronted Liu Chuanfeng abruptly.

With a "bang", neither of them retreated this time. Their fists collided and stopped in the air. The rain turned in the gap. Immediately, blood flowed from the corners of their mouths, flowed down their chins, and dripped onto the wet street.

The two immediately took the initiative to step back, looking at each other coldly.

Liu Chuanfeng's eyelids moved slightly, his left hand was a palm, and his right hand was a fist. Filled with strength, he slashed towards Chu Tian to kill him.

Feng Wuqing naturally sensed the murderous aura emanating from Liu Chuanfeng, and he was already on guard. Seeing Liu Chuanfeng rushing towards Chu Tian, ​​he suddenly gathered his mind, threw the dagger in his hand vigorously, and at the same time plundered Liu Chuanfeng at full speed.

The dagger stabbed directly at Liu Chuanfeng's left rib with lightning speed.

The cold air emitted by the blade completely enveloped him before it arrived.

With Liu Chuanfeng's ability, he had no choice but to suspend the painful killing of Chu Tian, ​​and deal with the dagger behind him with all his strength.

Liu Chuanfeng raised his breath suddenly, and suddenly changed his posture in the air. He even kicked the dagger flying and reflected it towards Chutian. The inconvenience completely restricts the flexibility of the whole body.

There was regret in Liu Chuanfeng's eyes, and he sighed softly, thinking that it would be difficult to kill Chutian in just one or two strokes, so he unfolded his body skills, dodged Feng Wuqing's attack, retreated, and disappeared in the hazy scene after a while. in the rain.

Feng Wuqing stood beside Chu Tian, ​​and asked with concern: "Young commander, how is your injury?"

Chu Tian patted his chest lightly, shook his head and said, "The turbulence of qi and blood caused minor injuries. It's nothing serious. I thought I could lose both sides with Liu Chuanfeng, and increase the chance of success for Tian Yang's health. Who knew that guy was better than I imagined?" Severe, at most a little bit of injury."

Feng Wuqing nodded, and then said, "Do you want to tell Tian Yangsheng about Liu Chuanfeng's injury?"

Chu Tian shook his head lightly, and said lightly: "No need, lest it affect Tian Yangsheng's current state of mind!"

The street lamp looks very lonely in the confused rain, but it makes people fade away from loneliness.

Fifteen minutes later, just as Chutian stepped into the Black Dragon Building, Mortals greeted him and said respectfully, "Young Marshal, you are finally back. I'm afraid that there will be some trouble in the big storm!"

Chu Tian smiled slightly, patted Fan Jian on the shoulder, and said calmly: "It's nothing serious, Fan Jian, come upstairs and find me later, I have an important matter that you need to arrange for someone you trust to do it!"

Fanjian was slightly shocked when he heard Chutian's answer "no big deal" at first, and then guessed that Chutian and the others must have encountered a lot of troubles when they went out, but they had all been resolved, and then heard that Chutian had something important for him, and hurriedly Nod in agreement.

Chutian returned to the top floor, just laying down on the sofa, Ke'er and Fang Qing had already pushed the door in, Chutian did not avoid them, tore off the clothes on his body, and inspected the injury on his left hand. Although the wound was scarred, the whole body There was still some hematoma on the arm, and some blood even seeped out.

There was shock in Ke'er's eyes, and he hurriedly leaned over, took out the disinfectant, gently wiped the blood for Chutian, and said distressedly: "Young commander, why is there bleeding? Is the wound inflamed? Do you want to find him?" doctor?"

Chu Tian kissed Ke'er's cheek, and said with relief, "It's okay, I had a big fight with Liu Chuanfeng tonight, and accidentally ruptured the wound!"

When Ke'er heard that 'Liu Chuanfeng' was ambushing Chutian, she secretly hated him, made a heroic shooting action, and said, "I wish I could blow his head off with a sniper rifle."

Fang Qing handed Chu Tian a cup of warm water and some pills, and said with a smile, "Sister, don't be impulsive. Isn't the young commander retreating now? It proves that Liu Chuanfeng is nothing special."

Chu Tian nodded lightly. He couldn't make the two beauties worry too much, but he was sighing in his heart: If Liu Chuanfeng felt unsure of killing himself without Feng Wuqing by his side, I'm afraid his blood would already be washing the streets with the rain. .

Ten minutes later, Fanjian knocked on the door, and without waiting for Chutian's order, Ke'er and the others went out, smiling and said to Chutian, "Let's go get the young marshal a sumptuous meal to make up for tonight's fatigue. "

After waiting for them to leave, Fan Jian walked in and asked respectfully, "Young Commander, what can I order?"

Chu Tian pointed to the sofa, and after letting Fan Jian sit down, his expression became solemn, and he said: "On the day of the decisive battle, you send a few trustworthy men to the Public Security Bureau to find something in Deputy Chief Gu's office. Put them in."

Mortal's expression also became cautious, and he could tell from Chutian's tone that this was not an ordinary thing.

Chutian sighed softly, and said: "That is the transaction record, and it is estimated that the history of drug trafficking in Heilonghui can be found out. In fact, the Heilonghui's drug trafficking has no direct meaning to us, but to Zhou Longjian, that It's a good excuse!"

Fan Jian nodded and said, "Young commander, don't worry, I'll arrange someone to do it right away!"

Suddenly, Chu Tian remembered the "Mona Lisa" on the wall of Deputy Director Gu, and a smile flashed across his face, and said: "Mortal world, you can let the people sent directly search for the portrait on the wall of Director Gu's office, "Mona Lisa" Narissa."

Fan Jian was slightly surprised, but didn't say anything, and went out to make arrangements.

Chu Tian watched the mortal world leave, and smiled approvingly, it's good to have a counselor, it can make him relax a lot.

The rain was beating on the floor-to-ceiling windows lightly, the night was hazy, just when people were tired and sleepy, but Chutian wanted to see the heavens for health, so he informed Feng Wuqing, Nameless Nie, the old demon and Gu Jian to go together, and after a while, the corridor It was already full of people, waiting for Chutian.

Chutian and the others stopped on the tenth floor. At the end of the tenth floor was a secret room of [-] square meters. Tian Yangsheng had been in it for nearly thirty hours. When he entered, he carried a dozen steamed buns and a large bucket of ice water. I don't know what he is doing inside, because Chu Tian has already ordered that no one can disturb Tian Yangsheng.

The night is dark, the lights are like stars, the world is peaceful and quiet, there is no disaster, no blood, and no sound.

Chu Tian gently pushed open the door of the secret room, and suddenly there was a strange sound, monotonous, short, sharp, and terrifying, one after another, as distant as it was approaching.

Chu Tian's heart moved slightly, he knew that this was the sound of drawing a knife.

After Chutian and the others' eyes got used to the darkness, relying on the light reflected from nowhere, they saw Tian Yangsheng holding the handle of the knife tightly. The person seemed to be gradually melting into the darkness, sinking into the sheath of the lacquerware.

'Crack', Tian Yangsheng simply pulled out the knife!

In the sharp and short voice, there seems to be an indescribable force. No matter who hears this voice, they will feel that their throats are dry, their heart beats faster, their stomach shrinks, and their minds are difficult to rest. Slight vibration.

Looking at Tian Yangsheng's resolute back, Chu Tian said calmly, "How many times?"

Without the slightest hesitation, Tian Yangsheng answered, "Nine thousand seven hundred and forty seven times."

This number is naturally the number of times Tian Yangsheng draws his sword, and it is today.

Tian Yangsheng turned around, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said lightly, "I'm hungry!"

With a smile on Chu Tian's face, with a wave of his right hand, the old demon turned on the headlight of the secret room, and the whole secret room became brighter. Feng Wuqing took a few steps forward, put the food box in his hand on the table, and opened the sealed cover.

There are six exquisite dishes, still hot, a plate of steamed buns with bamboo joints, a pot of round-grained rice, and a pot of mellow bamboo leaf green wine.

Tian Yangsheng sat down unceremoniously, took the steamed bun and bit it. Everyone found that the hand that drew the knife nine thousand seven hundred and seventy-seven times was still very steady and strong, without the slightest trembling or shaking.

At this moment, no one is worried about the decisive battle at Phoenix Mountain.