The City’s Invincible Soldier King Chapter 23: One knife, ice cold
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Looking at the busy crowd, Long Lin briefly asked Qian Qingxi about the situation of the Red Snake Club, and then left first.
"Dragon Scale, are you okay?" Seeing Dragon Scale, Luo Yu ran over and asked with concern.
"I'm fine."
"Did you kill those bad guys?" Luo Yu asked curiously.
"The other party has more than 30 people." Long Lin said jokingly,? "You think I am Huang Feihong, I can beat a group of people alone."
White Rabbit and the others nodded in agreement, but Luo Yu firmly believed that this matter must be related to the dragon scales.
……
On the way home, Luo Yu has been silent, a little unhappy, and Long Lin did not take the initiative to speak.
From accidentally knowing the dragon scales to the present, it only took a short day.
The things that can be experienced are more fascinating and dreamy than those in the previous twenty years, making Luo Yu seem to be dreaming.
When he returned home and looked at everything he was familiar with, Luo Yu felt that everything became real.
"You..." Luo Yu looked at Longlin, and said without saying anything.
"What's wrong?"
"Are you leaving soon?" Luo Yu bit his lower lip, waiting for Longlin's answer.
The dragon scale is a little sad.
Luo Yu was just a passing visitor to him.
He is going to return to the **** and rainy days, but he has obviously disrupted Luo Yu's life rhythm, not to mention, just because he took care of Ge Haotian's affairs, Luo Yu gave up She would like to go to the First People's Hospital of Yanjing City.
"I only have ten days." Longlin paused and said, "I'm going to perform the task again soon."
Luo Yu asked unwillingly, "Aren't you stripped of your military status?"
"I was indeed stripped of my military status, but after I came out, I met another of our seniors and asked me to help him protect someone."
"Need protection for a long time?"
"I don't know either."
"Will you come back to see me?"
Luo Yuyou raised her small face and looked at Longlin, with anticipation in her eyes.
For this crystal-clear woman, the dragon scales are really uncomfortable, "I am in Yanjing. If you encounter difficulties, please call me."
"Then when I am fine, can I go to you?"
It took more than ten years for the film crew to complete the wind-catching plan.
It's not hard to imagine how big this plan is and how many forces it involves.
Long Lin really doesn't want Luo Yu to get involved in his life, because that would bring her many unexpected dangers.
Dragon Scale wanted to refuse, but still nodded.
"Yeah." Luo Yu was so excited, he hugged the dragon scale and kissed him, but recovered from the excitement, Luo Yu flushed with embarrassment, suddenly let go of the dragon scale, and rushed in. bathroom.
……
The night was getting deeper, Luo Yu fell into a sweet sleep.
Dragon Scales was wrapped in a backpack, opened the door, and walked out quietly.
Amid the sharp brakes, the taxi stopped in front of a courtyard.
Hongyun Security Company.
Hang sheep's head and sell dog meat.
The dragon scale suddenly exerted force, and his right fist hit the wooden sign heavily.
"Boom."
In the dull loud noise, the thick signboard was torn apart and turned into a dozen pieces of waste wood.
"Who?" Eight members of the Red Snake Club in security uniforms opened the heavy iron gate, rushed over with their batons, and surrounded the dragon scales.
The dragon scales didn't answer at all, and slammed their feet on the ground, and shot at the members of the Red Snake Association like a cheetah.
"Looking for death."
The eight people were furious and raised their batons, but their eyes widened again.
Quickly.
It's too fast.
People are clearly right in front of them, but all they see is an afterimage.
"Ah..."
The screaming howl, connected into a piece.
The eight people finally saw the dragon scales clearly again, but they also saw that the other seven companions were the same as themselves, all holding their trousers, kneeling on the ground, pale in pain and sweating profusely.
Extremely stubborn feet.
A simple but practical trick.
Dragon Scale took out the walkie-talkie from a security guard’s waist, leaned to his mouth, and said in a cold voice, "Tell Nie Xinghua, let him gather all the members of the Red Snake Club, and say that Dragon Scale, who is covering the big star KTV, is visiting ."
"I..."
"Too much nonsense."
The cold light flashed before the cold drink.
The sharp dagger was inserted into the hapless ghost's right shoulder, pierced through the shoulder blade, and revealed a **** tip from the back.
"Ah..."
The howl like a pig screamed again, and the other seven people shivered uncontrollably.
The picture is **** and cruel.
No one understands, is it because the power of the dragon scales is too terrifying, or the dagger is too sharp, how can it penetrate the thick shoulder blades?
Longlin brought the walkie-talkie to the mouth of a security guard again, and said coldly, "For you."
"Feng, Brother Feng, someone broke in, broke in..."
The security guard's trembling made Dragon Scale lose his patience, and his voice said coldly into the walkie-talkie, "Listen well, Lao Tzu is the Dragon Scale covering the big star KTV. I will give you ten minutes to gather people, ten Minutes later, I rushed in from the front of the gate."
"Asshole."
There was a scream from the walkie-talkie, but Dragon Scale had already smashed the walkie-talkie on the ground.
"Slap."
In the harsh sound, the walkie-talkie turned into scattered fragments, and the dragon scale stepped into the courtyard gate opened by eight security guards.
In the compound, there are two old seven-story residential buildings.
Only a moment, the lights are bright.
Looking at the members of the Red Snake Club who quickly rushed down the stairs holding a machete, the dragon scales slightly narrowed his eyes.
Dignified Yenching, the capital of China.
If no one is sheltered, how can he dare to be so arrogant?
If he hadn't promised the political commissar, Long Lin really wouldn't mind killing him.
It didn't take long for the members of the Red Snake Society to gather and line up neatly. If they don't have a bright machete in their hands, at a glance, this is a group of well-trained soldiers.
This is the backbone of the Red Snake Club!
Three phalanxes, each with thirty people.
After a while, a man in his forties walked out of the small independent building on the west side of the compound under the protection of seven men who were steadily walking and who were born in the army.
The leader of the Red Snake Club, Nie Xinghua.
"Salute." As the three leaders of the phalanx shouted loudly, 90 members of the Red Snake Club raised their right hands.
Military salute is an etiquette to show respect to soldiers.
He is not worthy.
The dragon scales with an icy complexion took a powerful step and walked towards the square without a rush.
The dim light pulled the old dragon's back from the back.
Under the leadership of Nie Xinghua, ninety members of the Red Snake Club came in a neat step.
The sonorous and powerful, extraordinary momentum.
In the middle of the compound, Longlin and Nie Xinghua face each other 20 meters away.
"Are you a dragon scale?" Nie Xinghua asked in a deep voice.
"I am the dragon scale."
"You are not brave."
"You are not too courageous." Long Lin said coldly, "In the land of Yanjing, you dare to be so blatant. I am very curious, who gave you this courage?"
"This will not bother you." Nie Xinghua stared at Zhang Mingyuan closely, fluctuating with an icy killing intent, "Let's say, what are you going to do with the red snake?"
"Let you promise not to go to Qian Qingxi again."
"What if I don't agree?"
"The blood flows into a river, and the red snake will keep the chicken and the dog."
Nie Xinghua narrowed his eyes slightly, flashing a sharp light.
"You go and try this kid's Jinliang." Nie Xinghua said to a leader of the phalanx.
"Yes." The phalanx was responsible for mentioning the machete and rushing forward.
The dragon scales stood still.
"Kill."
The person in charge of the phalanx was instantly killed, and the machete in his hand violently chopped down.
"You are too slow."
Binghan's shout suddenly sounded, and Long Lin's right hand suddenly swung out, firmly grasping the wrist of the person in charge of the phalanx.
"Crack."
The sound of broken bones sounded clearly.
Break the wrist, seize the knife;
One knife, a broken arm.
? "Ah."
Howl sternly, shaking the compound.
In his left hand, holding a broken arm that was chopped off shoulders.
In the right hand, the machete was stained with blood, dripping.