Shenhao: One Billion Rewards For Opening Consumption

When Ye Chen was fighting with the police department of the United States.

In the distance, there are many people who are walking hand in hand with them.

Some of those people were killers from the Killer Guild, some were bounty hunters, and there were also various forces who came to seek revenge on Ye Chen.

Among them, Hongmen and Murong's family are all sent by a large number of armed forces.

Only one person came from the Fujita family in their childhood.

Miyamoto Jiro stood proudly on a military Humvee with his hands behind his back.

The driver was a black driver.

The black driver glanced down at his speedometer, and it turned out to be as high as 200 mph. This kind of wind resistance is very powerful.

If you don't sit in the car, but stand on the car, no matter how powerful you are, you will be blown away.

But the person from Xiaori Country behind him was not affected at all, even the strong wind didn't change his eyes.

The black driver was secretly startled, is this person still human after all?

How can a normal person not be affected by wind resistance at a speed of 200 hrs?

No matter how shocked the black driver was.

But Jiro Miyamoto's expression was as calm as water.

Only when he lowered his head and glanced at the long knife hanging at his waist from time to time, would there be a trace of strangeness in his eyes.

After ten years of retreat, he devoted himself to cultivation, and was heartless and desperate. Only this saber has been with him all the time.

His relationship with Zhan Dao is even closer than his wife and children.

Since his debut, this sword has only left his hands once.

It was when he was defeated by the mysterious old man surnamed Ye ten years ago.

The old man not only knocked himself off the boat with one punch.

And also casually snatched his saber to appreciate it.

He only said one sentence was not bad, and threw it to himself lightly.

Of course he knew the situation of his sword.

Not just good, but perfect.

This saber is named Blood Cloud, and it was the last weapon forged by the master smelter of the Xiaori Kingdom before his death.

Although the blood cloud sword is not as good as the demon sword village, but in the whole Xiaori kingdom, except for the village, it is the blood cloud.

But it is such a powerful weapon that the old man surnamed Ye gave it a good comment.

Although it seemed to be a compliment, in the eyes of Miyamoto Jiro, it was an extreme insult.

It is even more humiliating than being defeated by one move.

Just as Miyamoto Jiro was meditating, recalling the past scenes.

Suddenly the phone in his arms rang.

"Hey, Miyamoto-sensei, our Yamaguchi-gumi used all our contacts to investigate and found that Ye Chen's going abroad this time is to save people."

"And the person he wants to save has entered the dead man's valley."

"If you want to find him, maybe you can go to the Valley of the Dead and wait for him in advance."

Listening to the voice coming from the phone, Miyamoto Jiro slowly put down the phone.

boom! ! !

The mobile phone was blown to pieces, and Jiro Miyamoto's eyes showed a fighting spirit.

"Go forward at full speed and rush me to the dead man's valley in the shortest time."

Hearing the Valley of the Dead, the expression of the little black driver couldn't help but change.

"Gudong!!!"

The little black driver swallowed, and stammered: "Miya, Mr. Miyamoto, the Valley of the Dead is a jeopardy."

"I heard that many people went in and never came out again. Are we sure we are going there?"

Miyamoto Jiro nodded slightly: "You just need to be responsible for sending me there, as for your stay, it's all up to you."

"Alright Mr. Miyamoto."

Hearing Miyamoto Jiro's words, the little black driver was relieved.

The Valley of the Dead is a forbidden place, and he has no guts to enter it.

So far, the Valley of the Dead has never been heard of being conquered, but no matter how many people entered, none of them came out alive.

On the other side, the Killer Guild and the bounty hunters also received the news and rushed to the Valley of the Dead in advance to intercept Ye Chen and kill him in exchange for the bounty.

An old man with white hair and childlike face, wearing a Chinese tunic suit, was sitting on a helicopter.

Below him, there are many teams lined up.

These convoys are all from Hongmen.

After Jin Sheng heard that Ye Chen had come to the beautiful country, he directly mobilized all Hongmen elites to kill Ye Chen here to avenge his son.

A middle-aged man holding a folding fan and wearing a robe with stars embroidered on it sat beside Jin Sheng with a serious expression.

"Elder Jin, I advise you to cancel this plan to kill Ye Chen."

This person's name is Zhuge Xing, one of the seven think tanks of Tianmen, it is said that he is the descendant of Zhuge's family, and his wisdom is close to that of a demon.

The reason why Tianmen has today's power is ultimately due to the contributions of the seven think tanks.

If it weren't for their suggestions, they would have finally figured out how to use the world's black list to stir up the situation and let Tianmen wantonly expand its power.

I'm afraid Tianmen will never reach the level it is today.

"Elder Zhuge, what do you mean? Do you want me to give up the revenge of killing my son?"

Zhuge Xing shook his head slightly: "Of course you have to avenge the killing, but I made a calculation before coming here. This interception of Ye Chen will be a catastrophe for you."

"Hehe, so what about the catastrophe of life and death."

"Wu'er is my only son. If I don't avenge him this time, it will be meaningless for me to live."

Zhuge Xing sighed.

"Okay, then I wish Elder Jin his wish come true."

After the words fell, Zhuge Xing jumped off the helicopter in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Jin Sheng was startled.

The distance between the helicopter and the ground is several hundred meters, so just jump down.

Leaving aside ordinary people, even warriors could hardly survive.

But when he looked down, he saw a wooden wing unexpectedly appearing behind Zhuge Xing, and then gliding to the distance until it disappeared.

Jin Sheng's eyes sparkled.

"Tianmen really is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. This Zhuge Xing is only one of the seven brains, and there are so many mysteries."

Immediately Jin Sheng stopped thinking about it, and the anger of hatred rose again in his eyes.

"Ye Chen, I want you to die without a place to bury you."

"The Valley of the Dead is your burial place, and today next year will be the day of your death."

After getting out of Jin Sheng's sight, Zhuge Xing calmly landed on the ground.

A group of mysterious people in black robes came from a distance.

Those people had strong auras, and after seeing Zhuge Xing, they said in unison: "I have seen Elder Zhuge."

Zhuge Xing closed the folding fan in his hand, and said calmly: "Notice, I am going to take over all the affairs of Hongmen."

Hearing Zhuge Xing's words, the expressions of all the mysterious people changed.

"Elder Zhuge, Jin wins him..."

Zhuge Xing interrupted that subordinate with a wave of his hand.

"He will not come back in the future, which just gives us the opportunity to completely integrate Hongmen in the world."

Hongmen is very powerful.

Distributed in countries all over the world.

Hongmen originated in China, but eventually left overseas because of disagreements.

The hall masters are scattered in all directions, doing their own thing.

Although Jin Sheng is the head of the Hongmen, he can only mobilize part of the Hongmen's power.

Many hall masters listened to the tune and didn't listen to the announcement. To those hall masters, his orders were like farting and had no effect at all.

And Tianmen knows that Hongmen is definitely a very terrifying force.

If they can all be brought together, Hongmen will become a large underworld force comparable to the Mafia and Yamaguchi-gumi.