The Strongest Soldier in the City

When Wang Jinbiao finished speaking, it was already obvious in the carriage that there was an incomparably terrifying murderous intent spreading crazily.

The temperature was as if it had dropped to freezing point, as if the air was about to form frost, making people shiver constantly.

Chen Liuhe's complexion was even more somber as stagnant, and in his eyes, there seemed to be corpses floating up and down, terrifying like a demon.

The powerhouse of the Supreme Family entered the World in the Summer, causing great chaos in the south. The forces that belonged to Chen Liuhe had already been compressed to Yanjing, unable to step out for half a step.

Countless people lost their lives because of this shock.

The Dragon Palace suffered extremely heavy losses, damaged a large number of masters, severely injured its vitality, and suffered severe setbacks.

Concubine Du Yue, Hong Xuanxuan, Su Wanyue, Qin Mo Nong, Wang Jinge and other women related to Chen Liuhe were all attacked and injured to varying degrees. They were in danger several times and almost lost their lives.

The most serious of them are Du Yuefei and Hong Xuanxuan. About a month ago, Hong Xuanxuan was attacked and almost lost her life. After seven or eight days of treatment in the hospital, she was out of danger. She is still in convalescence and has not recovered. .

As for Concubine Du Yue, she is still living in the critically ill ICU, her life or death is unknown.

Hearing these things, Chen Liuhe's eyes burned with rage, his murderous intent was so rich that he made his heart break.

"Go to the hospital!" Chen Liuhe spit out three words without any emotion.

The car galloped and rushed to the hospital where Zuo Anhua was at the fastest speed.

After getting out of the car, Chen Liuhe and his party rushed.

Outside the intensive care unit, Chen Liuhe looked through the transparent glass and saw Zuo Anhua lying in the ward with tubes all over his body.

The doctor learned that although Zuo Anhua’s current injury has stabilized, it has not been out of danger and is still very serious. Whether he can survive is still unknown.

Chen Liuhe's eyes were red, and his fists were about to smash.

He had only one sentence, that is, to rescue Zuo Anhua at all costs.

A few minutes later, Chen Liuhe came to the morgue of the hospital. In the freezer where the body was placed, he saw the body of Long Xiangdong.

Long Xiangdong has been dead for more than a week. Because Chen Liuhe has not returned, no one dared to handle the funeral for Long Xiangdong, and no one dared to dispose of Long Xiangdong’s body without authorization, so he kept it here for refrigeration. Waiting for Chen Liuhe to return.

At this moment, Chen Liuhe, a man of iron and blood, had moist eyes and two lines of tears shed.

All the people standing behind him were in a sad mood and did not dare to make any noises.

They all knew how much pain Chen Liuhe felt at this moment, and it must have caused great shock.

Looking down at Long Xiangdong's corpse, Chen Liuhe didn't say a word. He stood here for half an hour, just watching it quietly.

His tears have dried up, but the blood in his eye sockets has not disappeared.

No one can understand Chen Liuhe's grief at this moment.

It can be said that Long Xiangdong is one of his best brothers, who accompanies him to share adversity and life and death.

Back then, because of him, the dragon Xiangdong was imprisoned.

Now, because of him, Long Xiangdong lost this young life.

Self-blame, guilt, and anger are intertwined, making Chen Liuhe almost collapse and go crazy.

There were rushing footsteps, but Murong Qingfeng hurriedly arrived. He hurried over as soon as he received the news of Chen Liuhe's return to China.

"Qingfeng, didn't I ask you to take good care of them?" Chen Liuhe didn't turn his head back, his voice hoarse and low.

"Of these people, you are the calmest, most sensible and smartest. You should be able to foresee the danger. Why did you let him and Huazi leave Yanjing?" Chen Liuhe said: "If they don't leave Yanjing, Xiangdong If you don’t die, Huazi won’t enter the ICU."

Murong Qingfeng came behind Chen Liuhe without saying a word, just a look of self-blame and grief.

He didn't explain anything, because at this time, no amount of explanation would be pale.

It's not that he didn't dissuade him, and he tried his best to dissuade him again and again.

But the matter that Long Xiangdong was going to deal with was too urgent, and Zuo Anhua was accompanied by him, which made him think that there shouldn't be too much problem.

No matter how courage the strong people of the Taishang family are, they dare not play unscrupulously, right? After all, Zuo Anhua's identity is not simple and cannot be moved easily.

But who would have thought that those people in the Taishang family are bold...

"Boy, the mourning and change, things have already happened, and they cannot be restored. People who are dead can't be resurrected." Nu Xiu said, softly comforting, and only he was there to say something.

"Old man, how many people do you want to die to calm the anger in my heart?" Chen Liuhe asked suddenly.

"All die." Nu Xiu answered more simply.

Chen Liuhe took a deep breath.

"If possible, I would rather use my life to exchange for Dong's life. The person I would rather die is me." Murong Qingfeng said.

"I don't blame you, I know you must have done your best." Chen Liuhe said softly.

"Xiang Dong, Hua Zi, Yao Guang, these three people were imprisoned because of me more than three years ago. Therefore, I made every effort to save them. I thought I could take them to glory and let them They enjoy the endless aura and stand in the most dazzling position and are admired by others."

Chen Liuhe slowly said, "But now, I am wrong, wrong is outrageous, Xiangdong died, Yaoguang has become a vegetable, Huazi is also lying in the ICU, life and death unknown."

"I killed them. I overestimated myself. What I brought to them is not glory and status, but disaster and nightmares." Chen Liuhe's face was full of self-deprecation and grief, his eyes still flushed: "Morning Knowing that, it’s better to let them stay in jail, at least that way, they can stay alive."

Chen Liuhe closed his eyes in pain, raised his head, and took a deep breath with all his strength.

He slowly pushed Long Xiangdong into the freezer.

"Keep Xiangdong's body well, and after I have dealt with these things, I will take care of his funeral. I will guard him personally and mourn him personally. I want to send my good brother for the last time." Chen Liuhe's Tears flickered in the corners of his eyes again.

After saying this, Chen Liuhe turned around and strode away.

He did not visit Zuo Anhua again, but left the hospital directly.

"Jin Biao." Chen Liuhe shouted expressionlessly.

"Jin Biao is here." Wang Jinbiao was respectful, bending his head down forty-five degrees.

"In the current situation, you know better than me, and you will be more direct than me in doing things. I will leave these people to you." Chen Liuhe said.

Wang Jinbiao's body suddenly shook, and his face showed a fierce and excited look.

He knew what these people next to Chen Liuhe meant.