The black Mercedes-Benz S500 sedan, whose logo is a silver three-pointed star, slowly drives through the busiest streets in the CBD like a flock of spreading geese. Pedestrians shopping for groceries on the road occasionally cast interested glances.
In a car in the middle of the team, Li Yongyuan was dressed simply in a suit. His sword was sheathed and neatly put into his baseball bag. His right hand was gently resting on the edge of the car window, and he closed his eyes to rest.
Zhao Xi sat next to him, holding a large snack bag in his hand, stuffed full of potato chips and shrimp crackers.
The driver is a young man with dreadlocks. He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a tough appearance. There is a slight green stubble on his chin, but he does not look decadent and rough, but has more of a masculine look.
Judging from the way he talks, it is obvious that he is a talkative person.
The man in the co-pilot wears rimless glasses wrapped with gold wire. He has a fair complexion, a white shirt and black trousers, and a slim figure. He has the potential to play a polite scum. Of course, he also had a venomous tongue, and every time he would stab the young man next to him with a few words, leaving him speechless.
They are the two deputies of the orthodox true king Li Longyuan, Zhou Chen and Si Yao.
"Sir, is there anyone in Kassel Academy who can fight? The heir to the Gattuso family I saw last time didn't seem to be very strong."
Zhou Chen turned the steering wheel with one hand, and did not forget to look back at the young man who had his eyes closed, and asked in a low voice with curiosity, not daring to disturb him.
"Humph~ Now knowing how to spank is of no use. The reason for being around is because of his background and power. After all, Caesar Gattuso is also from a famous European mixed-race family. Why don't you tell the young master? As for you? Let's forget it."
Si Yao calmly pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, showing an expression that made Zhou Gu want to strangle him to death.
"Kaji kaji..."
Zhao Xi once again tore open a pack of cucumber-flavored potato chips and poured it into his mouth three times. His little face twitched as he chewed, like a hamster holding nuts.
Li Longyuan still closed his eyes, and his fingers on the side of the ship moved gently.
"By the way, sir, I heard that you were injured while performing a mission in Kassel."
Zhou Chen changed the topic and looked around Li Longyuan's body, looking at his intact appearance, seemingly trying to find some possible hidden dangers.
"Well, come back this time and help me find information on the creature named "Red King". "
The young man hummed slightly but did not deny it. The blood-colored figure as deep as a prison vibrated its domineering wings under the moonlight, with sporadic flames splashing around. The xenon lamp-like golden pupils gave people a sense of oppression that was no less than that of the pure-blood Dragon King.
He was a rare and powerful opponent in his life, which put a lot of pressure on him.
"Of course, there are countless orthodox ancient books containing immeasurable information. We can always find out the roots of this guy."
Si Yao nodded in agreement. A person with a mysterious background who can be considered troublesome by young masters must be taken seriously.
"But during the time you were away, the wild hybrids in our area were really peaceful. Even if they wanted to find something to do for themselves, they couldn't do it. Their hands have grown recently."
Zhou Chen deftly dug out cigarettes and lighters from the storage box under the dashboard. Just when he was about to pass them to Li Longyuan and light one for himself, he happened to look into the young man's open eyes. It's as clear as a pond, as if you can't see the edge.
"Don't teach children bad things, and don't let them smoke secondhand smoke."
He glanced at the girl next to him who was still eating potato chips, and casually pushed away the man's rather strong arm.
Zhou Chen smiled and nodded in agreement, took off the unlit cigarette from his mouth, looked at the cute Lolita, and thought to himself, damn, I forgot about this aunt.
The Zhao Xi in his impression was not like this. He was a fierce man dressed in black with a cold face and carrying a bloody spear on his shoulder. Where does he look like a good baby who eats, sleeps, and eats after sleeping?
This has completely degenerated from a wild jackal into a domesticated Shiba Inu.
Zhou Chen couldn't help but cover his face.
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Early the next morning, the orthodox Linde Hall was built with golden glazed tiles as the roof and vermilion round sleepers as the pillars. The roof ridges were as high as flying bridges connected to each other, standing on the misty clouds. There were three halls and four rooms, and the land was a hundred feet wide, with arrow targets set up.
In the martial arts field, the field of vision is extremely broad.
The golden-faced conch lion head in the center has eyes wide open, holding a ring in its mouth and embedded in front of the vermilion hall. The red sun hangs high in front of the hall, and the vast and majestic atmosphere is like a heavenly palace, which has not changed from ancient times.
It wasn't until the pair of giant vermilion doors opened with a creak that the long-lasting peace here was broken.
The visitor is wearing a green robe, with looming white cloud patterns visible at the corners of the robe. It is extremely gorgeous and hand-sewn, and every stitch is meticulous.
The young man's sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes are also high-spirited and dazzling. He moves slowly and leisurely, with a free and generous attitude. The ancient sword with a horizontal sheath in his hand is enough to indicate his identity.
Opposite him, from the row of halls and drums in the martial arts arena, a tall figure with white armor and silver spears suddenly walked out, standing like a ridge, looking at him from a distance a hundred meters apart, the golden eyes were on fire, and the flames were raging. , like a prairie fire.
Zhou Gu had not dressed so formally for a long time. When his face like a simple middle peasant was hidden under the solid thickness of the armor, his whole body temperament also changed completely. In ancient times, he could be called a world-famous general galloping on the battlefield.
He was holding a silver gun, the body of the gun was plain white, and the tip of the gun only showed a little cold light under the sunlight, but it was as bright as the sun, piercing the heart and soul. The red tassel sways with the Xu wind, as red as blood.
The name of the gun is Mei Huaxue, not without reason.
The two looked at each other from a distance, but no one spoke.
After stopping for a cup of tea, Zhou Gu, with his white armor and silver spear, rushed towards him dragging a snowstorm of plum blossoms, making even the air tremble and roar.
There was no horse under the general, but his speed was terrifying. He almost jumped in front of him in the blink of an eye.
Zhou Gu held the gun body with both hands and rounded his arms. The silver gun that was originally held upside down drew a large arc with a very wide killing range. The cold light flashed away and the tip of the gun went straight to the throat.
The spear is as powerful as a dragon and will never move forward. It is the embodiment of simplicity in gunmanship.
The dazzling cold light reflected on the young man's stern brows, and he could even clearly see his green-robed figure thrown out from the tip of the gun, the gun moving as fast as thunder.
The only thing to do now is to draw the sword.
There was a clang of gold, a horizontal sword slash, and a blow that lifted the door straight out of the face, and the cold light turned into a sharp blade like a substance.
Li Longyuan's counterattack was obviously what Zhou Gu had expected. He just twisted his waist to stabilize the gun body that was moving wildly. The gun that was originally opened and closed like a roaring dragon turned into a swarm of weapons as the tip of the gun shook. The snake thrust out its fangs like a storm.
The young man was forced to fight and retreat at the same time. The spears and swords kept clashing with each other at an extremely violent frequency, without any reservation, and the cold light shot out.
It was not that Li Yongyuan had not thought about using the Dragon Head Zhan Golden Spear and spear skills that he had used in the Paradise Pavilion to deal with it. But he knew that the winning rate of this move was extremely low.
Because all his knowledge of spear skills was attributed to Zhou Gu. If he had perfected his spear skills, then Zhou Gu had reached the state of perfection.
Nowadays, the back wave is in the ascendant, but the front wave is in full swing. It is too early to talk about the youth being better than the blue.
Therefore, when he uses the sword, he wants to use the majestic sword as his courage and forge his soul.
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