The Shuttle of the City

"Can you tell me how strong you are now?" Su Peishan was curious about this.

"Uh..." Ye Zichuan was stunned.

Because he doesn't know how strong he is now.

Needless to say, a space of 510 meters is enough. The power of space alone can crush people into meatloaf. How many people can bear the impact of a real space?

In addition, there is the ability of the thunder fruit. The strongest attack can destroy an island. Such destructive power is probably stronger than that of missiles.

There is also Sharingan, if you can open the kaleidoscope, you can summon Susano, the complete Susano, not to mention the strong destructive power.

And the stronger the pupil power, the stronger the summoned Susanoo.

Susano, summoned by Uchiha Madara with the eyes of reincarnation, leveled several mountains with a single sword.

As for the Susano of the Sage of the Six Paths, let alone Susano, netizens said that his height is at least more than 300 meters, after all, he is the same height as Juo.

In the real world, Ye Zichuan has never seen many powerful ones, and there is no comparison, so he doesn't know how strong he is now.

Anyway, he didn't think anyone could harm him.

"Then do you know how powerful the most powerful person in the world is?" Ye Zichuan asked.

Su Peishan was slightly taken aback, then lowered her head in thought.

"The most powerful I have ever seen is my master. I have seen her fly up a cliff tens of meters high, as light as a swallow."

Ye Zichuan was dumbfounded: "Qinggong? Are you sure you are not dazzled?"

Su Peishan gave him a charming white eye: "How could I be dazzled, and I was not the only one who saw it at that time."

"I really wonder if your master is a thousand-year-old monster." Ye Zichuan muttered.

"You are not allowed to say that about my master." Su Peishan poked him angrily.

Ye Zichuan coughed dryly: "It can't be my fault, what you said is really unbelievable, if it spreads, who will believe it?"

Su Peishan glanced at him: "Aren't people nowadays also able to fly, why is it so strange that my master can fly?"

"That's different. People nowadays fly by plane and use various tools to fly. Your master also doesn't use external force. How can this be compared?"

"There is nothing incomparable. My master said that there are thousands of ways, and all paths lead to the same goal. The end of any civilization's development is the same."

Ye Zichuan opened his mouth wide, how could this be the same.

"Forget it, you don't understand what I said, but in fact I don't understand either, I just copied it."

Ye Zichuan was speechless for a moment.

After eating, Su Peishan took the initiative to clean up the dishes, while Ye Zichuan was going to visit Hongye Winery to see if he could get some news from Ninja.

After Su Peishan finished packing, she came to the bedroom and found that Ye Zichuan was no longer there, but there were two exquisite boxes on the table.

Walking over with curiosity, she opened the box, and a bitter chill suddenly hit her, making her shiver uncontrollably.

Inside the box, a crystal-clear snow lotus lay there quietly, exuding a faint fragrance and chill, just taking one sip would refresh one's spirit for a while, like a sip

Top average.

This is a thousand-year-old snow lotus!

Open another box, inside is a plant of ginseng, which is also a thousand years old!

Looking at these two elixir, Su Peishan was a little crazy for a while.

Chapter 138 Tian Cong Cloud Sword

Hongye Winery, one of the largest wineries in Jianghai, is owned by the Fuji Foundation. It is said that one-third of Jianghai's beer comes from here.

Behind the winery, there is a huge manor with a magnificent atmosphere and a retro architectural style, which gives him a taste of historical precipitation.

The winery has three floors and two floors underground, where a lot of red wine and wine are stored.

Every time a party is held here, there will basically be good wines with very high vintages, attracting many people who love wine to come.

Under the night sky, Ye Zichuan's figure appeared here.

The space expanded, and the entire winery was covered by him. In the basement, he found the whereabouts of some ninjas.

"It's all here."

Suddenly, as if he had discovered something, his pupils shrank slightly.

In the winery, in the living room on the second floor, there are several oriental faces.

Some of them are from the island country, while the others are authentic Chinese.

What caught Ye Zichuan's attention was that the topic they were talking about actually involved Su Peishan.

"Mr. Kawasaki, what do you think of our conditions? As long as you help us kill Su Peishan, we will give you a winery, plus half of Su Peishan's property."

A young man said, pushing his gold-rimmed glasses, looking very refined.

Mr. Kawasaki is a middle-aged man with a classic island nation's "hygienic mustache". He looked at the young man and said with a smile: "Mr. Wen's conditions are naturally very good, but we don't

want to. "

The young man frowned slightly: "Mr. Kawasaki, what does this mean? Since it's very good, why don't you want it?"

"Our Fuji consortium does not lack these things. If we want, we can quickly buy a new winery. The reason why we refused is because we have other conditions. If Mr. Wen

Yes, we will help you kill Su Peishan. "

"Oh? I don't know what Mr. Kawasaki's conditions are?"

"It's very simple, Fourth Master Chen's strength occupies half of Jianghai's underground world, and behind him is a behemoth called Hongmen, so we want Fourth Master Chen to help us find something.

"Mr. Kawasaki said in blunt Chinese.

"What is Kawasaki-san looking for?"

"A sword was once worn by a powerful warrior in our island country. It was lost in the river and sea decades ago and has disappeared. If Fourth Master Chen can help us find it, it will be us.

best friend. "

"A sword?" Mr. Wen was a little surprised. He didn't expect that their condition was only to find a sword.

"I don't know what kind of sword it is? Is there a specific shape?"

Mr. Kawasaki took out a blueprint and handed it over. After Wen Yuren took it, he looked at it, and it looked no different from the katana sword of the island country.

It just has a very strange pattern on it, like a snake with eight heads.

Ye Zichuan under the night sky saw this scene, his eyes lit up immediately.

These eight achievements are the so-called Tiancongyun Sword!

Wen Yuren said: "This is not a problem, but Jianghai is so big, it may not be easy to find this sword. Does Mr. Kawasaki have any other clues?"

Mr. Kawasaki smiled: "Our request is very simple, as long as you get clues about this sword, in whose hand, where it appears, and then tell us, we will

People will naturally go to get it back. "

Wen Yuren was taken aback for a moment, the condition was so simple.

He thought that the other party wanted them to find the sword and send it over, but he didn't expect to just provide clues about the sword.

It seems that this sword is very important to them.

But it doesn't matter, a sword has no effect on them, as long as it can kill Su Peishan, it is better than anything else.

"Okay, we agreed to this condition, and later we will arrange people to search the whereabouts of this sword in the whole city!"

"Okay, then wish us a happy cooperation."

Mr. Kawasaki picked up the wine glass, which contained red wine like onyx, crystal clear and full of aroma.

"Happy cooperation!"

"Ding!"

Wen Yuren raised his wine glass and touched it happily.

Seeing this scene, Ye Zichuan sneered, his eyes were cold.

After staying in the winery for more than half an hour, Wen Yuren and his party left. At this time, he was a little drunk, sitting in the car, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

"Brother Wen, isn't it good for us to cooperate with the islanders?" the driver suddenly said.

Wen Yuren in the back seat opened his eyes and glanced at him: "What's wrong?"

"After all, the fourth master is behind the Hongmen. Many people in it don't like the island country, and in the war decades ago, many people from the Hongmen died at the hands of the island country."

The driver had been a soldier, so he didn't have a good impression of the islanders.

Wen Yuren frowned, a little dissatisfied: "What are you afraid of? We didn't betray our country and seek glory. We just cooperated with them. Besides, it's been decades, a few generations ago

What does our hatred have to do with us? "

The driver opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it, but he was always worried.

"It really doesn't matter." A faint voice suddenly sounded, which shocked several people in the car at the same time.

Wen Yuren turned his head and saw that there was a young man beside him at some point, so he sat down next to him, it didn't appear at any time.

"Who are you?" Wen Yuren's wine suddenly sobered up: "How did you get here?"

Ye Zichuan did not answer this question, but stared at him, and said word by word: "Their hatred has nothing to do with us, but you have no right to forgive them for them.

Islander. "

"A person like you who forgets his roots and seeks profit and only cares about his own interests is not worthy of being a Chinese!"

After finishing speaking, Ye Zichuan grabbed his throat, and before he could say anything, he snapped and broke his neck.

Everyone else in the car was stunned by this scene.

It was so sudden, without any warning, without any expectation, Wen Yuren was killed just like that!

Moreover, they had no idea when the murderer got into the car.

The person in the passenger seat stretched his hand to his waist, and was about to draw his gun, but Ye Zichuan reached out and pressed his shoulder.