The personal soldier king of the beautiful president

Chapter 701 Son, Stand Away
In a dilapidated small factory.

There are two people standing back to back, one of them looks to be in his 60s, and the other looks to be in his forties.

The appearance of these two people is somewhat similar, it seems that they should be father and son.

The middle-aged man in his forties scanned the dark surroundings, his eyes were full of vigilance, and asked worriedly: "Dad, we have been tricked this time!"

The old man lowered his head to look at the wound on his body, and said with a gloomy face, "Yes, I was tricked, but I'm still very worried about Xiao Python."

The middle-aged man was silent for a while, and said with a wry smile: "Dad, don't worry, Xiao Mang should be fine, after all, she has Qian Ying to take care of her."

The corner of the old man's mouth twitched twice, and he said through gritted teeth: "You bastard, if you're not worried about Xiao Python, then you should also be worried about your wife. Your wife was beaten to death just now, and I don't know what's going on now."

The middle-aged man was silent again, and said with a slightly far-fetched tone: "Don't worry, my daughter-in-law has a good foundation, she shouldn't die, and judging by the formation of these people, it shouldn't be like killing us, but wanting to kill us." To capture us alive."

"Why did I give birth to such a fool as you?"

The old man yelled and cursed in a low voice, and suddenly he was a little mentally atrophied, and suddenly became mentally shaken, and said coldly: "It's coming again, pay attention to keep up with my rhythm."

"Well, don't worry, I have rough skin and thick flesh, so you should be more careful."

The middle-aged man hummed lightly, grinned, then suddenly moved half a step to the side, and then turned around.

The moment the middle-aged man moved, the old man also moved, and the next moment, the two father and son were still back to back, but they turned in the same direction.

However, on the two of them, there was another fresh wound. On their shoulders, blood slowly flowed from that wound. If it was daytime at this time, they would find that their wound was slowly turning black .

"The speed is getting faster and faster, and there is almost no sound coming out."

The old man said in a deep voice, his old eyes kept flickering, as if he was thinking about something.

The middle-aged man sighed in his heart, and said in a very soft tone: "Dad, the opponent is very strong, I will make a gap, please take my wife and run away."

While speaking, the middle-aged man heard a few small voices coming into his ears, moved to the side again, and changed direction with the old man.

This time, a tiny wound appeared on the cheeks of the two of them.

"You bastard, I should have said this to you. I will make a gap for you to come out. After you find your wife, hurry up and take her away."

The old man said angrily that he was already old and could not live for many years, and his son and daughter-in-law were still young, so no matter how you looked at it, he should run away.

"Ahem, want to run? You father and son have no chance."

An old cough sounded in this dilapidated factory, and suddenly an old man with a slightly hunched back suddenly appeared in front of the middle-aged man, and slapped the middle-aged man on the shoulder with his palm.

"transposition."

Although the middle-aged man couldn't see his son, he felt an extremely powerful aura in front of his son, and he immediately shouted in a loud voice.

"Dad, don't worry, I can handle this old guy."

The middle-aged man said in a husky tone, his eyes were full of determination, and he punched the old man in front of him.

boom -

When the fist touched the old man's palm, a roar sounded in this dilapidated small factory, and the dust around them suddenly became waste.

Humph--

The old man snorted coldly, with an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth, slowly stepped back a few steps, and then disappeared from the sight of the middle-aged man.

The shoulders of the middle-aged man kept trembling. He lowered his head and looked at his fist. When he saw his bruised fist turned black, the middle-aged man's eyes became very deep.

"It's alright."

The middle-aged man's father asked in a very worried tone.

The middle-aged man shook his head and said with a smile: "It's okay, don't worry."

The voice of the middle-aged man had just fallen, and suddenly there was another person standing in front of him. The man was wearing a large black robe. The young man's chest was stabbed.

"court death."

The middle-aged man's anger finally came up, a violent aura surged from his body, and the injured and poisoned hand punched out again.

The momentum of this punch was more than ten times stronger than before. It felt like a cannonball, and it hit the black robed man in front of him instantly.

puff-

However, his punch hit the black-robed man, but he only felt that his punch hit the cotton, and his strength was immediately canceled out.

At the same time, the place close to his heart was instantly stabbed by a dagger.

The old man with his back to the middle-aged man finally felt abnormal at this moment. He pulled the middle-aged man's hand with one hand, and pulled him half a meter away in an instant.

At the same time, he had already turned to face the black-robed man in front of him. Looking at the blood-dripping dagger in the black-robed man's hand, his eyes suddenly became dark, and he slapped the black-robed man's head with his palm.

His attack was much weirder than his son's. At the moment he attacked, a layer of black mist appeared on his hand and lingered around his palm. The next moment, his attack fell directly on the man in black robe above the forehead.

puff-

The man in black spit out a mouthful of blood with a puff, and he backed up slowly.

He took the middle-aged man's move just now, and although nothing seemed to happen, he was still injured.

And now being hit on the head with the palm of the old man, he instantly felt as if his brain was muddled, making him feel like he was beaten so hard that he didn't know who it was.

In particular, he felt that there was a force constantly stimulating his brain, as if he wanted to burst his head.

The old man did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, he quickly came to the middle-aged man's side.

This time, instead of back to back with the middle-aged man, he stood side by side, looking at the wound on the middle-aged man's chest and the fist that had been spread by poison, his eyes became very cold, Said to the middle-aged man: "Son, stand far away, Dad is going to start a killing spree."

The middle-aged man shrank his pupils, quickly tapped twice on the poisoned hand, and then tapped twice next to the wound near his chest.

After finishing all this, he quickly backed up and shouted to the old man: "Dad, give them a whole corpse. I feel that their strength is very similar to ours."

(End of this chapter)