Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 759: Don’t get me wrong
On the big Xuanjing screen, the parade is in progress.
"The imperial hero Lin Beichen is invincible."
"Bearing the burden of humiliation, you are a strange man through the ages."
"Rectify the name of the beautiful man Lin Beichen."
"Everyone must know who is protecting us..."
"Beihai Tianjiao, who has protected thousands of people, is a true genius!"
"Lin Beichen, the God's Blessed One, is the idol of Beihai College."
"Let's listen to how the compatriots of Zhaohui Dacheng describe Lin Beichen..."
"Beichen Pill, Beichen Pill."
There are thousands of strange slogans, wave after wave.
Every young face is filled with excitement.
The students held hands, shoulder to shoulder, like soldiers on the battlefield, and like a torrent of passion, galloping through the main road of the capital!
"The most beautiful man in Beihai is Lin Beichen."
"The Goddess Favorer from Yunmeng City."
"I would like to call Lin Beichen the strongest in Beihai."
Especially the guy with the silver mask, who called with all his might, his slogan was very tricky and strange, and his voice was so loud that he won a lot of live shots.
In the tea room.
Wei Mingfeng, Huang Shiyu and others all had playful and cruel smiles on their faces.
The curtain of any era must be unveiled with blood after all.
The North Sea Empire has been silent for so many years, and now it is finally about to bleed.
Like a sky dragon too old to fly, lying on the ground for too long, it lost its due deterrence.
Finally one day, the wild beasts on the ground no longer fear it, no longer submit as before, and start to show their fangs and rush to tear its body, when they want to devour dragon blood and dragon meat...
A new era is about to begin.
Amid the baptism of bloodshed and bones, a new king will be born.
And everyone in the tea room felt that they were the right person favored by the great era.
They are waiting for the first blood to flow.
On the big screen of Xuanjing.
The parade moved forward and came to Mudfoot Street.
Nizu Street is a kilometer long, with towering stone buildings on the left and right. It used to be the camp of Fujiawei, one of the sixty-six guards in the capital. Create a residential area...
"Hehe, it's noon."
There was a cruel smile on Wei Mingfeng's face.
Through the big Xuanjing screen that was broadcasting live, he stared at Yuan Wenjun and the others who were walking in the front, as if he had already seen the wonderful scene of blood gushing out from the necks of these people like a fountain in the next moment.
"Ten, nine, eight..."
Huang Shiyu was smiling.
He seems to be a **** of death dancing on his feet, facing a cruel life
Life harvesting, the final countdown.
The others also put down their teacups, held their breath, and waited for the **** curtain of the new era to slowly open.
In Xuanjing's big screen.
The parade crowd passed through Mudfoot Street section by section.
The smile on Wei Mingfeng's face gradually froze.
The original cruel expression turned into sharp and complete astonishment in the eyes under the knife eyebrows.
"Three, two, one...one...one...one?"
Huang Shiyu, who counted down to the end and didn't wait for the picture of studying abroad, read the word "one" more than ten times, and finally he was dumbfounded: "What's going on?"
He looked at the timer beside him.
Yes.
The agreed time has passed.
Why did the expected killing not come?
Nie Shanyan, Qin Yumin and the others also sensed something was wrong.
Mudfoot Street is the first place to start.
The targets were the leaders of the student movement at the forefront of the crowd.
The plan is very simple. Even if they can't kill all of them, they only need to kill a few of them. Only bloodshed and death will be enough to arouse the anger of these more than 40,000 students and make things worse.
But now?
The parade passed through Mudfoot Street smoothly.
Everything is uneventful.
Huang Shiyu's face was gloomy.
He got up and said, "I'll go and have a look."
Out of the tea room.
After about a cup of tea, Huang Shiyu returned quickly.
There was a look of fear on that fat white face.
Huang Shiyu quickly returned to the tea room. Under all the eager eyes, he saluted Wei Mingfeng and said, "Young Master Wei, the situation is not right. The people we arranged have been pulled out in advance."
In the tea room, there was a faint sound of sucking air.
They vaguely know something about the appointment of Nizu Street.
The selections are all martial arts masters.
Six in total.
Among them was a sixth-level martial arts master who was born in Xiaojie Jianyuan and was good at assassination.
These six martial arts masters were pulled out without a sound?
Thinking about it is extremely scary.
Everyone present felt a sense of something bad in their hearts.
Wei Mingfeng raised his eyebrows, as if he was chopping with two long knives.
This is his unique signature action when he is thinking.
"Keep watching."
He said slowly.
This time, he did not smash the teacup on Huang Shiyu's forehead angrily.
Because it was different from not discovering the changes in the content of the students' parade in advance, this time the six martial arts masters were quietly pulled out, which was beyond Huang Shiyu's ability,
It's not a mistake.
The atmosphere in the tea room began to become strange.
The Wei family officials who were chatting and laughing before, imagining the future, quietly beat their hearts.
Many times, the situation is out of control, and it often starts with a small thing.
On the big Xuanjing screen, the parade is still going on.
Passing through several successively scheduled killing locations along the way, but nothing happened.
In the tea room, the expressions of everyone became more and more dignified.
In the end, the eyes of several people became flickering.
Something went wrong.
Something has happened.
It is reasonable to say that there was an accident at one killing point, or it was guarded against by secret opponents, but dozens of killing points were cracked silently without exception. Any news comes in advance, this...
It is definitely a heavyweight opponent, and it is over.
Wei Mingfeng's saber eyebrows are shaking more and more frequently.
He stretched out his hand and rubbed the space between his brows.
Only he himself knows that in the parade, he also secretly planted dozens of spies, all of whom were preparing to hack explosively, but in the end... they also fell silent.
What kind of person can do this?
"It's gone."
Wei Mingfeng waved his hand.
He is the calmest one when big problems really arise.
Everyone stood up, saluted him, and prepared to leave.
At this moment——
Boom boom boom.
There was another knock on the door.
Huang Shiyu frowned and went to open the door.
To his great surprise, the person standing outside the door was not the butler Huang Zhong.
It was a white and clean fat man with delicate features, dressed in white, holding a chicken leg in his hand, and was gnawing wildly.
Beside the fat man, stood two stunningly beautiful girls.
One of them is rolling up her sleeves, with an extremely violent expression, which not only does not reduce points, but also adds an extreme charm to her beautiful and beautiful white oval face.
Another beautiful girl who is as gorgeous as she is with her sleeves rolled up has a gentle temperament between her eyebrows. The beautiful girl who is pulling her sleeves up seems to be persuading something.
"Who are you?"
Huang Shiyu frowned and asked.
What happened to old Huang Zhong, he let irrelevant people into the mansion?
Huang Zhong did not appear.
On the contrary, the little fat man who ate the chicken leg raised his head and smiled, rubbing the bone of the chicken leg, and said: "Master Huang, don't misunderstand, don't bark, don't be nervous, we are not here to eat or make trouble, we are here It's here..."
Speaking of this, the little fat man paused slightly, threw the squeaky clean chicken leg bone on the ground, wiped his hands again, and said word by word: "We are here to kill people."