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Chapter 21 Snowy Sword King

The good mood of the thief king was destroyed before he walked to his car door.

Zhuge Yinghui drove over with a very ordinary Jetta car. It was completely inconspicuous in the underground parking lot of Deyun Hotel. Basically, no security personnel would pay attention to such an ordinary car.

Being a thief king is actually the same as being a "secret agent" in many cases. Regardless of appearance, outfit or other aspects, the more ordinary and ordinary the better, the easier it is to "complete the task", and it is also convenient for safe evacuation.

In some movies and TV shows, there is no other explanation for the death of handsome men and women who are secret agents performing field missions in public, except that the director is mentally retarded.There are handsome male agents and beautiful female agents, and there are many.But what they performed was the task of "seducing", not murder and arson.

The door lock of the Jetta was tampered with.

This level of not needing to steal the king can be seen by anyone at a glance.It's the kind of "violent" destruction that directly deforms the door lock and the car door.

Zhuge Yinghui knew something was wrong.

He parked his Jetta in a corner of the parking lot, and there was an emergency exit door just around the corner, and another passage a little further away.No high-level thief would ever put himself in a situation where there was only one way out.

Zhuge Yinghui immediately put away the car keys, planning to evacuate through the emergency evacuation door.

His determination was decisive and his movements swift.

However, it was still a step slower.

When he turned around, he saw a person walking towards him slowly.

a lama.

About thirties, wearing a yellow monk robe, short hair, barefoot, tall and thin, with unusually long arms, large palms, and vertical and horizontal wrinkles on his face, as if carved out of his face with a knife, like a cliff The sculptures on the cliff are ordinary, full of the vicissitudes of the wind and rain.The lama's expression was also like a cold rock, naked, without the slightest "movement", cold and cold.

The lama's steps are not fast, but every step is firm.Even though he was barefoot, Zhuge Yinghui could hear the sound of thunder every time he took a step.

Because of the appearance of this lama, the underground parking lot, which seemed a bit stuffy, suddenly became chilly. It seemed that the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped several degrees. It seemed that the person walking towards Zhuge Yinghui was not alone, but a snow mountain.

With every step closer, the temperature gets colder.

"Snowland Sword King? Zhele Ganbu?"

Zhuge Yinghui's good attitude was finally completely destroyed, his eyes narrowed suddenly, shooting a sharp light, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

He had heard of this man.

The number one bodyguard next to the chief lama, the number one master of Tantric Yellow Sect, and the number one warrior in the snowy plateau!

People in the rivers and lakes call it the "Snowland Sword King".

Prestigious!

"Tan Dorjee."

The Xueyu Sword King said his name, his voice was the same as his appearance, cold and soft, without any warmth, let alone any emotion.

Dan Dorjee.

Tibetan Buddhist Dharma Guardian Vajra!

"I know. Zhele Gambo is what everyone respects for you, the greatest hero of your nation..."

Zhuge Yinghui regained his composure in an instant, with that nonchalant smile on his face again, and with a flip of his wrist, there was a short black iron rod in his hand, about a foot long.

Zhele Ganbo is a famous hero in the snow-covered plateau. Legend has it that in ancient times, in order to protect the poor herdsmen, Zhele Ganbu rode alone, holding a Tibetan knife, and fought against the overbearing herdsmen and headmen. Outnumbered, shed the last drop of blood.To commemorate this legendary hero, the Tibetan knife is called "folding knife".

The sword king of the Xueyu region was brave enough to shake others, and his reputation shook the whole of Tibet, so he was respected as Zhele Ganbu.

"Hey, I didn't expect you to be sent out to deal with me. I, General Zhuge, really have face."

Seeing the Xueyu Sword King approaching step by step, Zhuge Yinghui smiled, but bowed slightly, showing a posture of full alertness.

He knew there was no need to try his luck on the other two passages.

Since Dan Dorjee was waiting for him here, and even his car lock was destroyed, how could it be possible to leave him with two other escape routes?

Don't look at Zhuge Yinghui's laughing and talking about Yan Yan, it seems that he doesn't care, but he is already crying secretly.Before that, Dando had been known for a long time for his guitar, but he had never met him, let alone fought against him.I don't know how powerful this famous sword king in the snowy region is.

But Zhuge Yinghui didn't want to try it at all.

It doesn't matter whether Xue Yu Dao Wang is a talisman or a false name, it has nothing to do with him, General Zhuge.He just wants to steal the things he likes, take them home and enjoy them slowly, and he is unwilling to do things like "desperately" without any technical content.

That's what fools do.

The king of stealing kings relies on wisdom!

However, in the face of the snowy sword king's pressing every step of the way, the wisdom of stealing the king may not be very useful this time, and he really has to work hard.

Based on Dan Dorjee's aura alone, it doesn't seem like a person who has earned his name.

Dan Dorjee stopped three meters away and stared coldly at Zhuge Yinghui. His cold eyes made General Zhuge shudder secretly.

Nima, is this guy really carved out of ice?

"King of Thieves, hand over the scroll of the scriptures!"

Dan Dorjee said slowly.

"What scripture scroll? No. You are looking for the wrong person!"

Zhuge Yinghui shrugged his shoulders and said innocently, secretly crying in his heart.

bad bad!

It turned out that these bastards knew that the first volume of the scriptures was stolen by themselves, so the so-called second volume of the scriptures this time must be a trick, and they were specially arranged for him to take the bait.Like a fool, I foolishly fell into a trap designed by others.

"Hand over the first volume of the scriptures, cut off your right thumb, and you go! Otherwise, die!"

The ice-cold words of the Xueyu Sword King squeezed into Zhuge Yinghui's ears word by word, causing his brain to ache.

"Hey, you are really looking for the wrong person. I really didn't take the scroll of the scriptures..."

The king of stealing the king is still quibbling.

Are you kidding me?

It's all right to hand over the first scroll of the scriptures, but if he cuts off his right thumb, doesn't that mean that he should abolish his "martial arts"?What kind of King of Stealing is General Zhuge without his right thumb?He can't even open the most common door lock, and he can't even match the most low-level thieves!

Before Zhuge Yinghui could finish his sentence, Dan Dorje moved, a cold light flashed, and there was a short knife in his right hand, with a black handle and a bright blade, about [-] centimeters long, in the dark of the underground parking lot Under the bright lights, a cold light shone.

The next moment, Dan Dorje stepped forward and arrived in front of Zhuge Yinghui in an instant. The jackknife in his hand brought out a series of shadows in mid-air, cutting towards his carotid artery like lightning.

"Son of a bitch!"

Zhuge Yinghui was startled, he dodged to the right, and at the same time raised the short iron rod in his hand to meet the jackknife.

This bastard is so ruthless, there is no excuse at all, just hit him if he wants to!

"bass"!

A stream of sparks burst out in the air.

"I rely on!"

General Zhuge yelled and staggered back a few steps. He felt a sharp pain in his jaw, his right arm went numb, and the short iron rod almost flew out of his hand.

As expected, he was worthy of being the king of swords in the snow region, the strength attached to this short sword is really amazing.It feels like Zhuge Yinghui didn't fight a foot-long dagger just now, but was smashed down by a mace.

I heard that Tendor Dorjee, the top player in this genre, in order to exercise his physical strength and endurance, would go down to the waterfall of the Yarlung Zangbo River in winter to practice swords, directly confronting with flesh and blood and the power of nature, constantly tempering himself.

Before, Zhuge Yinghui scoffed at this rumor.

That's not practicing qigong, that's self-abuse!

It now appears that this rumor is likely to be true.

Although Zhuge Yinghui is not famous for his martial arts, but as the king of stealing kings, he travels all over the world. If his subordinates don't have some real skills, ten Zhuge generals would have died a long time ago. today?

Dare to hold a broken stick and confront the Xueyu Sword King, which shows that this thief is quite conceited of himself.

As soon as Dan Dorje slashed out, without any hesitation, he stuck up like a shadow, and the short knife in his hand was like a meteor passing through the sky, and he slashed down again, faster and more powerful than the previous knife.He was a head taller than Zhuge Yinghui, with long hands and long feet, and he fought against Zhuge Yinghui. From his size alone, he was like an eagle catching a chicken.

"Fuck, so ruthless!"

Zhuge Yinghui's mouth was full of small bits and pieces, but his hands were not vague, and he resisted desperately.

But this time it was even worse, he was smashed directly into the trunk of another car, and the short iron rod was almost lost.

"Hey, big man, stop. It's useless for you to kill me now. I really don't have the scroll of the scriptures with me. Who the hell would carry such a precious thing with me, right... oh... Nima... "

Amid the screams, General Zhuge had a gash on his arm, and the expensive Armani was immediately stained red with blood.

"**! Big man, are you serious? I'm fighting with you!"

Zhuge Yinghui yelled and brandished an iron rod, desperately resisting.

"...Oh... Nima..."

The voice of "Nima" can be heard endlessly, and before each sentence of "Nima" is uttered, a stream of blood must flow from General Zhuge's body.

This is because he wanted to get the scripture scroll from him, and Dan Dorjee was merciful, otherwise his carotid artery would be severed by the seventh knife.The king of stealing the king will inevitably capsize in the gutter and turn into a cold corpse in the underground parking lot of Deyun Hotel.

"Stop! Nirvana, stop quickly! Is it okay for me to hand over the scroll of the scriptures to you? I'm still beating..."

The King of Thieves finally couldn't resist and was ready to surrender.

Dan Dorjee flicked his wrist and stopped. Blood dripped from the sharp blade, his eyes fixed on Zhuge Yinghui, and he stretched out his left hand.

"Bring it!"

"Fuck! If you are ruthless, I think it's unlucky..."

Zhuge Yinghui's face was pale, he took a few breaths, muttered, and reached into his jacket pocket to find something.

Tendorjee stared at him intently.

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