My CEO Wife is Perfect

Not long.

When a Mercedes Benz comes into business, the windows in the back row are put down, revealing the faces of people in Wulin who are resolute.

Mr. Xiao, get in the car!

OK!

Xiao Chen did not affectation, directly into the copilot.

Driving in the cold wind, he said seriously: I have sent someone to set out ahead of time to prevent Japanese people from doing anything.

Good!

Xiao Chen light way.

Huayun mountain is located in the south province adjacent to China Sea. The fastest means of transportation there is self driving.

Two hours later, several people finally entered Huayun mountain.

Mr. Xiao, just now his subordinates reported that there are small devils around, and they have entered the back mountain to block them.

Oh, abandon the car and walk. Let's get into the back mountain.

Xiao Chen gave the order.

Yes, Mr. Xiao!

Cold wind took orders to stop the car in the shelter, and then get off, lead the way, to the back of the dense forest.

Due to the communication equipment, they soon gathered with the leading Wulin people to discuss with each other.

Among them, a martial arts expert took the lead in saying: Mr. Xiao, brothers, there are nearly 100 small devils distributed here. They are searching and advancing. They are very scattered, and they don't know what to do.

"No matter what they are doing, even if they are peeing, it is not allowed by Laozi."

With that, Xiao Chen glanced at a few people and asked: tell us all about it. How can we fight the enemy next?

They can disperse or concentrate, and kill more of their active power before they notice this side.

Cold wind carefully analyzed.

Well, then we should disperse and kill the enemy, but we should not pull the distance too far. We should take good care of each other.

Xiao Chen obeyed the advice and issued the order.

Yes, Mr. Xiao!

Lengfeng and the martial arts experts gladly take orders and disperse to find their own goals.

The cold wind did not go far, scattered around Xiao Chen, ensuring his flank safety.

Xiao Chen goes all the way, looking for the whereabouts of the devil.

Kung Fu pays off. A warrior with a samurai sword looks left and right at the nearby terrain and walks slowly towards Xiaochen.

This is a small high hill, covered with rocks, which attracted the attention of the warrior. He unconsciously touched the past.

Xiao Chen hid in the grass, holding his breath, looking at the forehead, picked up a small stone in his hand, with sharp thorns.

Whoosh

Without hesitation, he threw it out and shot at the samurai's choking throat.

Poof

As a result of the sudden incident, the samurai has not yet responded, has been lying on the ground, dead with eyes closed.

Shua Shua

Two figures flashed. It was the nearby martial arts experts who gave Xiao Chen a thumbs up.

Then he dragged the dead warrior into the grass and there was no trace.

This

Xiao Chen couldn't laugh or cry. The service of these two goods is so considerate that I killed people to bury them.

However, the division of labor is clear and complements each other.

The cooperation of the three men is just right, harvesting the lives of samurai, just like stepping on cockroaches.

However, in addition to the three of them, the other people are also eight immortals across the sea, each showing his magic power.

Cold wind holding a knife, ambush in a deep pit, looking for their own goals.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in his sight. It was a Japanese warrior.

This warrior's action is quite cautious. Before he arrived, the elder Ichiro Watanabe once told that in the deep land of China, we should always be careful, and danger is everywhere.

What's more, what we're looking for is clues to the Jiulong tomb. If we don't get it right, we'll be doomed.

However, it has been proved that honesty can not avoid being beaten.

When he crept to the pit, he was looking down.

Unable to defend, a fine steel saber suddenly stretched out and scratched to his neck.

Yeah?

Before he knew what was going on, his head had already risen from the sky, circled, and fell into the pit.

His pupils were infinitely enlarged, only to see a big man with a big body overlooking him, revealing his white teeth.

Stupid.

It's the cold wind!

The Japanese samurai's consciousness became more and more blurred. On his deathbed, he saw only a spatula.

And then, there's no more, and then.

Perfect kill, keep up.

Cold wind overcast a smile, continue to wait for a rabbit, in the pit continue to harvest the head.

His goal is simple: to fill the hole.

Don't even think about it without dozens of corpses.

But the cold wind is full of confidence.In his position 200 meters away, there is a martial arts expert crouching in the grass. He is very fat.

For him with a big belly, this is a quite physical exercise.

But he loved it.

Why?

Because he saw two Japanese samurai coming together, chatting and laughing, as if entering an uninhabited situation.

Baga, where on earth is this? There is no Birdman. How can there be clues to the Jiulong tomb.

When you come to Huaxia, you have to taste it.

They shake step by step, walk as if no one else, but do not know the danger is around.

One of them had loosened his belt and was ready to water the grass.

However, at this time, a few silver needles suddenly flew out of the grass, facing their heads.

Whoosh, whoosh

Puff, puff

Due to lack of defense, two Japanese samurai were hit in a flash, and the black air diffused on their heads, spreading at an extraordinary speed.

Their necks are also dyed with black. They want to shout but can't make a sound. The extreme pain makes them fall into dust, roll all over the ground, and flutter with desperation.

After a minute, there was no more movement.

The martial arts master stood up and patted his stomach. He was silent and smiling: my mother, I dare to covet our Chinese girls. I really don't know how to write death words.

Cut!

Then they spit and kick their bodies into the grass and disappear.

There are hidden weapons in my hand, and I still want to avoid the woollen thread. The gods block and kill the gods, and the Buddha blocks and kills the Buddhas.

To understand, the spider king no longer secretly attack, but walk in this area, looking for Japanese warriors.

At the same time.

Another place in a cave, cold wind has been lying on the side of the stone platform, closed eyes to sleep, there waiting for a rabbit.

Yeah?

All of a sudden, there was a clear rate of the voice, there is a low conversation voice, attracted his attention.

Eh, there is a cave here. I think it must be a clue to the tomb of Jiulong.

No, we found it so soon?

What's the matter? Isn't it the Jiulong tomb? It's just a coffin in the cave. It's so simple.

……

The cold wind watched secretly, and three Japanese warriors came together and entered the cave.

Ha ha, heaven has a way, you don't go, hell has no door, you break in, then don't blame Laozi heartless hand black.