"Okay, stop cutting, there's no more tricks."
Qin Jue grabbed Ryan, whose eyes were red, and swam toward the water.
Ryan struggled desperately and shouted angrily: "No! Don't! I'm almost at level five! Let me chop for a while longer!"
Qin Jue smiled faintly: "The stone statue of Shiva has lost its guile, and I lied to you. Your Purple Golden Flower has not evolved to level five, and its limit is the peak of level four."
Ryan stopped struggling for an instant, his eyes were blurred, and he was dragged to the river bank by Qin Jue like a dead dog.
"Okay, don't look like you're dying."
"Ah!" Ryan shouted with grief and anger: "Is this a natural curse? Is it because God is jealous of my talent and won't let me go further?"
Looking at Ryan who was dying, Qin Jue twisted his clothes and said helplessly: "As I said, your swordsmanship is incomplete. The reason is that your purple golden flower divine pattern is an incomplete version, which is the same as that used by the William family of the Crusaders in the Middle Ages. The Purple Flowers are simply different.”
"Why! Why!"
"Why do you think the Crusades were so successful in defeating the West? It's because the swordsmanship used by your ancestors was derived from the Western dragon-slaying technique."
Ryan stopped crying instantly, stared at Qin Jue with wide eyes, and repeated word by word: "Western dragon slaying technique?"
"Yes, it's the kind of dragon-slaying swordsmanship that allows humans to kill evil dragons."
"Fake! Are my ancestors so powerful?"
"Yep."
"How do you know so clearly?"
Ryan showed suspicious eyes, looked Qin Jue up and down, and covered his chest: "You are probably in love with my handsome face, you are fascinated by me, and want to pursue me, but you are embarrassed because of your gay status, so you looked at me from all sides in advance Inquire about my identity so that you can speak a common language with me, right?"
"I can tell you, these are all leftovers from my playing days in the West. When I used this trick most powerfully, a frigid female CEO of my boss's company pursued me crazily. For this reason, I even went to the royal family with another one. Princess Street Sibi......"
Qin Jue's face darkened.
Ryan scratched his head quickly and smiled awkwardly but gracefully: "Haha, I'm just kidding, I don't like you, so stop having such wishful thinking."
"Ryan, the black sickle in my hand tells you that you can run thirty meters first."
"Brother, I was wrong. I am just a little trash. I am not a noble young master living in the world. I am just a little trash who cheats on food and drink. I really want a better divine pattern. Please help me. ..."
Ryan showed an aggrieved expression.
Even the red hair and the tattoos on his chest are a bit inconsistent with this innocent and cute look.
Qin Jue shrugged, turned and left.
When Ryan saw it, he became anxious and turned into a follower on the spot.
"Handsome and powerful brother Qin Jue."
"You are the most powerful man I have ever seen in the world."
"I came all the way here because I want to learn from you. I want to be your student."
"I also prepared a apprenticeship ceremony for you!"
Ryan suddenly stopped Qin Jue and dug around in his pockets in a serious manner.
According to Western tradition, when students pay homage to their teacher, they must prepare some exquisite snacks and a formal application letter.
Ryan took out a leech he picked up in the Ganges River, tore off a small piece of clothing as an application form, and looked at Qin Jue with a firm gaze as if he was running for parliament.
"teacher!"
What responded to Ryan was Qin Jue's slap.
Qin Jue slapped Ryan on the head.
"If you mess around again, I'll throw you into the Ganges River again!"
Ryan covered the back of his head and followed Qin Jue aggrievedly.
Far away from the Ganges River, Qin Jue looked back and saw that the braid of hair that surfaced was still standing in the night.
He couldn't imagine what it would be like if the god under the Ganges woke up. It would definitely be very exciting.
A smile appeared on Qin Jue's lips and slowly disappeared over the horizon.
...
"What! Take over my 5th Infantry Brigade!?"
General Huang Sheng's eyes widened in anger.
In front of him stood another general.
"Yes, this is Commander Zhao's order." Chen Jialong said expressionlessly: "General Huang Sheng, you have been assigned to the Central Plains Military Region!"
"Why! I have done a good job here. Jiangcheng has already developed. Why should the dove occupy the magpie's nest?"
"There is no reason, please leave now!"
"I won't leave. If you can, beat me out."
"Haha, if you don't eat the toast, you will be fined." Chen Jialong sneered and waved his hand: "Guards! Take Huang Sheng away! At the same time, take full control of the Fifth Infantry Brigade and completely take back the military power!"
General Huang Sheng seemed to understand something. He stood up and stretched out his hands tremblingly: "You want to evade the Chief of General Staff!! You actually..."
"Oh, take it away!"
"Let's see who dares!"
Countless people in Jiangcheng heard the roar coming from the Royal Hotel and cast curious glances.
Inside the Royal Hotel.
Chen Jialong sneered and took out several documents and threw them on General Huang Sheng's chest.
"Let's see."
"This!" General Huang Sheng's pupils shrank suddenly, his eyes filled with disbelief.
All cities in the five provinces of Jiangnan have completed the handover of military power, and only Jiangcheng is the last...
"Overhead, absolute power to overhead..."
General Huang Sheng couldn't believe that the capital had actually changed the military power in the entire Jiangnan region. Wasn't this a clear attempt to eclipse Qin Jue's position as chief of general staff?
Could it be that something happened in the capital?
General Huang Sheng's eyes instantly darkened.
Chen Jialong narrowed his eyes: "General Huang Sheng, what's your expression?"
"I'll arrest you first!"
General Huang Sheng suddenly jumped out.
Chen Jialong was shocked and couldn't believe that Huang Sheng actually disobeyed the military order.
"Guard! Guard!"
The guards brought by Chen Jialong immediately raised their guns.
However, General Huang Sheng activated the stronger version [Snap Turtle Heavy Shell] without any fear, and subdued Chen Jialong on the spot with three strikes, five strikes, and five strikes.
"Huang Sheng! You are crazy! Aren't you afraid of death?"
"Guard! Shoot!"
The guards looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, and then pulled the trigger.
But the first two shots were blanks.
Huang Sheng punched Chen Jialong on the back of the head, and while Chen Jialong's eyes were turning black, he quickly jumped in front of the guard.
A few more punches.
The guards did not dare to resist because of Huang Sheng's status.
Outside the house, a large number of people from the Fifth Infantry Brigade rushed in.
General Huang Sheng was panting, and Da Ma Jin Ma sat in front of Chen Jialong: "Tell me, has the capital changed?"
Chen Jialong gritted his teeth: "Huang Sheng, you are seeking death..."
"Damn it, I can guess it without even thinking!"
Huang Sheng gave Chen Jialong a slap in the face and ordered everyone in Chen Jialong to be locked up in the grocery room.
"Qin Jue, when will you come back..."
Standing in front of the window, looking at the dark clouds outside, General Huang Sheng's face was full of worry and entanglement.
