Chapter 2541 Who goes to hell?

“Dangdangdang!

When dozens of diamond-shaped darts were covering Zhao Heng, Zhao Heng had already flashed out a sharp sword, hugging the little pair of cold sweat-filled on his forehead in front of him, then he raised his arms and waved out seven or eight circles, sweeping all the darts attacking him, and falling from front to back and forth.

Occasionally, several darts shot Zhao Heng on the back, but the armor ensured that Zhao Heng was fine. When the last four darts roared towards his neck, Zhao Heng shouted coldly and slashed out a knife. The four darts were shot back in an instant, and two Japanese men who could not dodge fell to the ground.

Blood flows through the grass, making it shocking.

Their death opened the curtain of fierce battle. The next second, more than 20 Japanese people rushed towards Zhao Heng. The samurai sword was raised high and the cold wind made Se Xiaoshuang subconsciously close his eyes. Zhao Heng stopped Ye Changge and the others from the ear mechanism, and fought with the long sword.

"kill!"

Zhao Heng shouted softly with a rainbow of momentum, and his long sword pointed at the distance closer. The fierceness and violence that suddenly burst out from his eyes, as well as the aura of desperation burst out from his eyes, made those Japanese who thought they were dead soldiers feel heartbroken for no reason, and their steps were subconsciously stagnant.

In this stagnant gap, Zhao Heng rushed into the crowd instantly. Heng's knife slashed left and right like lightning. The four people in front screamed in pain, and their bodies circling and falling out. The smell of blood instantly spread. They were all hit by Zhao Heng accurately, pulling out a series of blood beads.

"Bang!"

Zhao Heng did not stop stagnating and rushed forward, and pulled out at the two enemies who were rushing towards murderous intent. The two of them suddenly fell angrily like birds with broken wings. One of them fainted when he put his head on the stone. Zhao Heng didn't even look at them, and continued to kill with his sword.

He knocked down the three of them very directly. Although Zhao Heng held the smug Xiaoshuang, he almost didn't restrain his movements. The two seemed to be light and agile. Heng's sword drew arcs, and wherever he passed, it must be splattering blood. Zhao Heng showed no mercy. He knew that the siege could only be fast, accurate and ruthless.

Otherwise, you and Se Xiaoshuang will be injured under the ravage.

A man rushed out, held the samurai sword in his hand tightly, and stabbed Zhao Heng wildly on the back. The sharp knife tip drew a bright cold light, jumping with a fierce murderous aura. Zhao Heng didn't even look at the attack behind him. He casually slashed his backhand, and the Heng sword that had harvested countless lives was straight in the dazzling light and shadow.

The awe-inspiring arc of light disappeared.

Zhao Heng's sword pierced the other party's heart. It seemed to be an understatement, but no one saw the ins and outs clearly. It was so fast that it was striking. This was just the beginning. Everyone was stunned for a moment. Zhao Heng twisted his right hand and a stream of blood shot out stimulated everyone again.

The next second, Zhao Heng kicked him out again. The three of them behind could not dodge and were knocked over. Zhao Heng took a step back at the right time, and the long sword slashed, and the three of them fell to the ground with blood. The movements were quick and effective, and there was a flowing stream of water. Zhao Heng held the blood-stained battle knife and shouted:

"Come again,,,,"

"kill!"

It seemed that he was stimulated by Zhao Heng's arrogance. The other enemies were fighting in a loud voice while Prince Chengzi shouted and rushed forward. Six samurai swords were covering Zhao Heng from all directions. Zhao Heng made a wrong step and leaped into the air with his tinted little pair. Several movements were smooth and natural, perfect and skillful.

The sword helps the sword, and the sword helps the power. The blade draws a full arc as Zhao Heng rotates in the air, and runs fiercely with the six enemies attacking. With one move, all the enemies besieged Zhao Heng fell out, and their chests were swept by Zhao Heng with a knife. They were frightened and moved back.

Three people died tragically, two were seriously injured, and one was slightly injured. However, before the slightly injured person could stabilize his body, Zhao Heng kicked a samurai sword on his toes, directly piercing through the other party's open abdomen, allowing the two seriously injured to roll and crawl backwards, and also let the enemies rushing over from behind become solemn.

Zhao Heng did not stop there, and he moved his footsteps and repelled, and attacked the remaining enemies with a knife. In less than ten minutes, more than 20 enemies fell to the ground. Prince Chengzi's face became particularly ugly. Unexpectedly, Zhao Heng was even more difficult to deal with than his own perception.

After fighting with Zhao Heng in a Western restaurant last time, Prince Chengzi knew about Zhao Heng's dominance, so he gathered 60% of the forces in France tonight, but unexpectedly, it was still not enough for Zhao Heng to slap alone. Looking at Zhao Heng who was calm, Prince Chengzi's eyes were filled with murderous aura:

"Attacking that woman will be insulted!"

As soon as these words were said, more than ten extraordinary Japanese men and women killed each other in two groups, one group attacked Zhao Heng by fighting, and one group took ruthless measures against Se Xiaoshuang. Zhao Heng directly hugged Se Xiaoshuang into his arms, and asked the latter to hug him tightly. Then he pulled his right hand and a light suddenly appeared.

At this moment, the enemy in front had already rushed to the front.

"kill!"

In Philip and his friends' nervous eyes, the samurai sword roared down. Zhao Heng sneered, raised the Heng sword in his hand, and was hitting the opponent's handshake. There was a crisp crack and the enemy groaned. The samurai sword escaped from his interrupted hand and made a sharp roar.

The samurai sword turned into a rotating light wheel and shot outwards by someone behind.

"Swoosh~~"

The enemy who rushed behind had not seen it clearly, but felt his body tremble and a severe pain in his chest. Looking down, his companion's samurai sword was stabbing his chest, splashing out an unblocked blood. He roared with grief and anger, trying to rush forward but was pulled away by the severe pain.

He fell to the ground in a slow manner.

When he fell to the ground, he saw Zhao Heng slashing his sword across his companion's neck. The latter screamed and fell to the ground. More than a dozen good players who believed they were good at it. Seeing Zhao Heng's fierceness and inconspicuous eyes, a trace of solemnity flashed across his throat, and they were clearly swallowing saliva.

This kid's strength has reached a point of pervert.

The two sides had a brief confrontation, and the night wind stormed through the long street,

"Miss Sun!"

Almost at the same time, the old fat walked into the study where Sun Xiaobei was and reported to her with the phone: "Phillip and Prince Chengzi led the team to siege Zhao Heng, with about 70 people, and they were all good players, but judging from the scene, Zhao Heng was extremely tricky."

A hint of joy appeared on Sun Xiaobei's face, and then he looked at Lao Fei and whispered: "This is the result I want. I will call me later to tell someone like Zhao Dabao who has a terrifying skill that if he doesn't take him down tonight, he will be afraid that he will take revenge in two days."

"So many people can't take Zhao Heng, how can Tang Silong enter and exit safely then?"

Lao Fei hesitated and nodded: "I understand!" When he was holding the phone and preparing to go out, he gritted his teeth and said: "Ms. Sun, Zhao Heng has a great kindness to the Sun family. If you set up a plan to deal with him like this, you also plot against innocent sei Xiaoshuang. Will it be too much?"

"And Miss Wen knows that I'm afraid it will affect your relationship more!"

"shut up!"

Before Lao Fei finished speaking, Sun Xiaobei shouted sternly: "Old Fei, right your position. Zhao Heng and Adolf have been clamoring to us, and they will make trouble for our cooperation with the clan association. They will also transfer 50 billion to participate in the auction, so that they will not kill this troublemaker,"

"How do we take that piece of land?"

The old fat shut up slightly, then sighed: "I'm sorry!"

Sun Xiaobei snorted coldly: "It is best to pay attention to your words in the future. If it is not for your old minister's sake, I will definitely punish you severely this time. Go out and do things. Remember to tell Tang Silong that if he missed the opportunity tonight, he would be afraid that he would be in peace. Philip and the others are his friends."

Sun Xiaobei's eyes flashed with a light, instructing Lao Fei how to communicate with Tang Silong later: "Zhao Heng can definitely guess his instigation, and he will escape to a life tonight. He will kill the clan associations one after another. By the way, tell him that Wenwen is going to weave a safety rope for Zhao Heng."

The old fat nodded: "I understand!"

After Lao Fei bowed slightly and exited the room, Sun Xiaobei's cruelty suddenly loosened. Then he stood up and stood on the balcony and looked at the starry sky. The light poured on his pretty face and felt a touch of softness. She looked at a special star in the sky, and since she was sensible, she has been paying attention to this star.

This star is very special, not very bright, but it is abrupt because of its depth.

She also gave it a name, Xiao Beixing! When she was a child, she joked with Sun Daping that Xiao Beixing will not set for a day, and Sun Xiaobei will not die for a day, so when she saw it shining, Sun Xiaobei had a smile on her tired face. Xiao Beixing's firmness is the best support for her.

"Don't understand, nor do you need to understand,,,"

Sun Xiaobei's mood also calmed down, and then he looked at Xiaobeixing and muttered to himself: "Xiaobei, you must be strong and do what you have not finished. Compared with the interests of the entire Sun family and the Communist Association, what is a mere infamy? So what if Lao Fei and Wenwen misunderstand?"

She rubbed her head and began to remember the various things Zhao Heng had entered France and the series of butterfly reactions it caused. Sun Xiaobei knew what she was doing, and she also knew the tragic consequences of her future, but she had long put life and death aside: "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

"Swoosh!"

At this moment, Sun Xiaobei's eyes flashed, and the star of Xiaobei crossed the sky and disappeared.

The sky no longer has the existence of the Little Beixing.

Sun Xiaobei suddenly burst into tears: "It's indeed God's will!"

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