The personal soldier king of the beautiful president

Chapter 383 Just Let Me Come

In the silent night, the cold wind was blowing slowly, and the big trees on the side of the road were blown and fluttered. In those factory areas, the factory flags erected high were also fluttering against the cold wind.

"This wound is somehow familiar."

On a road, Wang Chen squatted in front of a white man, looked at the simple wound on his body, and muttered to himself.

On the street just now, the wounds on the dead people looked a bit like the hell knife technique created by that guy, which made me feel very familiar.

And this person has only one wound on his body, and it is fatal, and the people lying not far away also have only one wound, which is also fatal.

Looking at the depth and length of the wounds on their bodies, Wang Chen was a little confused.

Because this seems to be a hacking method that I am very familiar with, simple and fast.

I remember that a certain guy told himself that this kind of depth and length was the realm he pursued.

There is no living person under one knife, which is also the realm he pursues.

In his definition, this kind of knife technique is called... Yidao, which is also simple and rough, and full of a violent beauty.

"Surprise... or fright?"

Wiping off the blood on his hands, Wang Chen stood up and looked in a certain direction, walking quickly along the street.

Perhaps, today is the time for surprises to erupt for me.

At the same time, it is also possible that what I brought to myself today is not a surprise, but a shock, or despair...

After walking for more than ten minutes, Wang Chen stopped and looked around with a frown.

Jingle - jingle -

Ding Dong sounded without warning, and saw Wang Chen directly in front of him, there was a man in a hat holding a long knife to welcome Wang Chen.

He pressed the hat to cover his face, and his slender fingers tapped on the long knife in his hand from time to time.

When he was about to reach the opposite side of Wang Chen, he stopped, tilted his long knife slightly, and without saying a word, he slashed towards Wang Chen with one knife.

His speed was extremely fast, he arrived in front of Wang Chen almost instantly, and then appeared behind him again.

Wang Chen frowned, and suddenly stretched out his right hand and placed it on his chest.

bang——

He squeezed his two fingers slightly, and a force surged out of his body, and then he saw an arc-shaped white light appear at the place where his fingers were pinched.

With a slight movement of his left hand, the arc-shaped white light was bounced out and fell to the ground.

stab-

The arc-shaped white light fell to the ground and disappeared instantly, but a long knife mark appeared on the ground.

"Damn it—caught it?"

The person standing behind Wang Chen let out a stunned cry, swallowed a mouthful of saliva with a grunt, and ran away quickly, throwing off his feet.

Wang Chen didn't chase him, but when the man ran away, he stretched out his backhand, pulled off his hat, and put it on his head.

tick-

Looking at the tiny wound between his two fingers, Wang Chen was a little dazed, his face suddenly revealed an unprecedented relaxed look.

"Should I thank you? Or how should I say it?"

Looking up at the sky, Wang Chen muttered to himself, raised his feet, and continued to walk forward, but his left hand was firmly pressing the hat on his head, as if he was afraid that the wind would blow him off. Like blowing a hat off.

The man who just ran away did not know when he went back for a while. He sat down on the ground with the long knife on his thigh. Looking at Wang Chen's back, he suddenly grinned and said in a loud voice: "How about it, is Lao Tzu's saber technique successful?"

"Knife skills are good...people are better..."

Wang Chen didn't stop, but when he heard the words of the person behind him, a smile that he hadn't seen for many years appeared on his face.

"It's good to be alive? As long as you have faith, there is no obstacle you can't pass."

Hearing Wang Chen's words, the man showed a happy smile on his face with a hideous scar, then stood up abruptly, and roared at Wang Chen: "Our road... will never end, It's never over, right, boss."

"I don't have time to talk nonsense to you, and you don't have time to talk nonsense to me, do you?"

"Yes, this is the first battle after returning. I want to announce to the world that the undefeated glory that disappeared before it was formed... is back."

……

"Will you take the initiative to go back with me to plead guilty, or I will take you back."

On the edge of this industrial park, Dongfang Miaoren turned the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, looked at the woman opposite him and said.

The woman looked to be in her 40s, she was wearing a long white dress, and she was also very beautiful.

Beside her, the mixed-race young man who was fighting the orphan was lying on the ground weakly, with numerous wounds on his body.

"Second House Master, I'm sorry."

The woman's eyes were full of guilt, but her face was full of determination.

"Jiangu, I was brought up by you, you should know that I don't want to do anything to you."

Hearing that sorry, Dongfang Miaoren's tone was tinged with sadness.

I was brought up by this woman since I was a child, and she can be regarded as my first teacher. I should have respected her, but she... finally betrayed Weiyang Palace because of a man.

If that person is from Longguo, if that man is not an enemy of Weiyang Palace, he can let her go.

But that man is a Westerner, an enemy of Weiyang Palace.

Over the years, because of Jian Gu, in the battles between Weiyang Palace and that person, he has been at a disadvantage everywhere. If he thinks about the previous friendship, then he will not be able to explain to the many sisters in Weiyang Palace.

Jian Gu looked at Dongfang Miaoren with guilt and kindness in her eyes, and she said in a soft tone, "I'm sorry."

Jian Gu's second apology caused Dongfang Miaoren to sigh faintly, and she swung her hand holding the oil-paper umbrella, and the skeleton of the oil-paper umbrella was instantly torn apart.

"Jiangu, don't blame me for not thinking about the last bit of friendship, Weiyang Palace has endured it for more than ten years."

Dongfang Miaoren's eyes became very cold, and the skeletons that hadn't fallen to the ground instantly floated up, and within a moment, those skeletons surrounded Jian Gu.

"Little sister, if you can't do it, let me do it."

The skeleton hovered around Jian Gu for a minute or two, and did not move for a long time. At this time, an ethereal and domineering voice sounded in Dongfang Miaoren's ears.

"Sister, don't."

Dongfang Miaoren looked at the skeleton that suddenly fell to the ground, and at the woman who suddenly appeared in front of Jiangu, raised his head and cried out in pain.

stab-

As her shout fell to the ground, a very clear voice sounded, and Jian Gu and the mixed-race young man lying on the ground had dense wounds on their bodies.

"Palace master... right..."

"I'm sorry, stay underground and tell the 120 seven sisters who died in Weiyang Palace."

With traces of blood on the corner of Jian Gu's mouth, she looked at the extremely dazzling woman standing in front of her, and said in a weak tone.

But before she finished speaking, the woman interrupted her coldly.

(End of this chapter)