Chapter 3285 The Return of the King

Chapter 3285 The Return of the King

At eight o'clock? The grief? Attend a banquet?

The woman's voice was very straightforward and in an understatement, as if she said something was not about her own business, but the words showed enough danger and killing. Before Baigousheng and his friends could do anything extra, nor did they ask Mingde who was sacred, Zhao Heng rushed directly into the safe stairs and ran towards the place where the sound source was heard!

"Swoosh swish swish!"

A shadow in black standing beside the members of more than ten unknown lives and death shook the shadow in black next to Zhao Heng. When Zhao Heng had a slight sensation, three exquisite and small darts roared at Zhao Heng. The woman in black turned around and jumped down from the ventilation window. Zhao Heng swept his backhand and knocked all the three darts to the ground, and then chased after him without hesitation.

At this moment, Zhao Heng had a strong murderous intent. The turmoil in Hong Kong, the tricky in Macau, and the death of Zhongshan Kong gradually piled up into a sense of depression in his heart. Therefore, the woman in black rushed to the hospital to pass on the message, and immediately provoked Zhao Heng's murderous intent. Compared to long-term plans, he prefers the passionate world and uses knife and blood to vent his emotions.

Zhao Heng jumped a few times among the members of the Jiang clan, not to visit whether they were alive or dead. At this time, he just wanted to take down the woman in black, not to mention that Baigouyuan and others would treat the bodyguards. Therefore, he pulled the fire water pipe next to him and jumped out of the window like a cheetah. As soon as he landed, he saw the woman in black jumping from the window also landing on the grass.

The graceful woman in black dressed in a ninja dress. Her feet fell on the grass. She didn't seem to expect Zhao Heng to come down so quickly. She was stunned and turned around and ran away immediately. No matter how arrogant she was, she knew that Hong Kong was Zhao Heng's territory. Once she was taken down by the latter, 99% would become a bargaining chip or a pile of white bones, so she evacuated as fast as possible and shot a dart along the way!

"when!"

Zhao Heng waved his left hand suddenly and knocked the murderous dart to the ground. He ignored the phone in his arms and did not respond to the shouts of Bai Gou Sheng and others above his head. He just looked cold and chased the other party. During this period, the phone rang twice. He thought that it was Zhao Heng, who was called by Bai Gou Sheng, who did not touch him and chased a rabbit-like woman in the crowd.

One woman and one man, tangled, jumped over the stairs, walked through the garden, slid across the grass, and went around from the east gate to the west gate. Finally, they crossed two streets. Both sides ran at least five kilometers. No matter how Dongying woman tried her best, she could not get rid of Zhao Heng who was biting her tightly. After half an hour, Dongying woman's breathing began to become thick and fast!

"court death!"

The Dongying woman, who was chased by Zhao Heng, dispersed from her initial calmness and arrogance, rushed to a street where there were few people at the time of road construction and suddenly turned around. Looking at Zhao Heng, who was always hanging twenty meters behind, she showed murderous intentions, Zhao Heng sneered without objection, pulled open a collar and spoke: "I just warmed up, you should run for another half an hour."

The woman from Dongying pulled out a samurai sword and looked at Zhao Heng coldly, "Do you know that the more time you waste on me, the more dangerous the He family is? If you don't show up at 8 o'clock, Master Mingde will definitely take their lives. Although we don't like killing people, we never overturn our decisions, let alone the silence of Muzijian's disciples are present!"

The cold wind blowing slowly from both ends of the street was filled with a strong smell of sea water. It swelled and then slowly slid over the exposed skin and the back of the head, making people feel cool. The two people who had just run for more than half an hour did not feel cold at all. On the contrary, there was a hot fire of close contact. Dongying woman held a knife: "Waste time is a waste of life!"

"What does the life and death of the He family have to do with me?"

Zhao Heng let out a long breath, looking like he was not concerned: "He Zihua and I are purely ally. If you kill them all, I will not frown. I will even thank you for your actions, because you have solved a problem for me. If you kill the members of the He family, my brother's safety will be guaranteed, and I don't have to be in a dilemma!"

"The originally difficult problem of the chagrin can be solved in an instant!"

Zhao Heng had no feelings on his face, but a playful arc curl appeared on the corner of his mouth: "And I can take down the interests of the Suimen with the destruction of the He family, and at the same time, it can be said that the remnants of the He family are defeated by three goals. Do you think I will care about their life and death? Maybe, I should ask you at this time, so I will kill Mingde to destroy the He family."

He spoke with a serious look on his face: "I will definitely send him a big red envelope!"

"Zhao Heng, you are such a bastard!"

The woman's face of Dongying changed slightly. She didn't expect Zhao Heng to be so unrestrained. Not only did she not want to save the life of the He family, but she wanted to take over the situation and occupy other people's assets. She snorted coldly: "Feng Wutian also said that you are a good person, but in Yizi's opinion, you are just a complete beast. Okay, you don't care about the He family, you don't care about Xiaoxiao?"

She is indeed a strong man who is absolutely strong. Her skills have calmed down the confusion breath and restored her calmness and arrogance as usual: "He is the illegitimate son of the gambling king and your good brother. With our strength, we can easily take down the He family, and naturally we can also take down Xiaoxiao and the others. You shouldn't care about the lives of your brothers, right?"

"Of course I care about Xiaoxiao, but I don't have anything to be nervous about!"

Zhao Hengyixiao, who has never been afraid of threats from others, said: "As long as you take you down, Xiaoxiao will not be in danger. If I guess well, you are afraid of being a member of the old Tang Dao. It is rumored that everyone is a national treasure. You can quietly throw away the bodyguards of the Jiang family and run under my nose for half an hour, and confront me without fear of death. It also proves that you are a talent!"

Zhao Heng's smile became evil: "If you use a talent like you to exchange for Xiaoxiao, Mingde will definitely nod and agree. If he refuses, or hurts Xiaoxiao, I will sell you to*, pick up twenty customers a day, and sell videos of your pick-up process to Southeast Asia. I will write an inscription on it myself, Tang Dao Beauty, Night Fight Thirteen Wolves!"

"If this happens, the entire Tang Dao will be faceless. No matter how good Mingde's cultivation is, he will not sit idly by and watch his reputation be consumed!"

Yi Zi shouted: "Zhao Heng, you are a beast, a shameless person, I want to kill you!"

Although Old Tang Dao has cultivated his character for many years and is able to calm down when encountering major events, he is often more sensitive and simpler than ordinary people when facing some humiliating words. Yi Zi doesn't care about fighting with Zhao Heng and doesn't care about life and death. However, he subconsciously feels ashamed and angry at the latter's words, as if she is really caught to pick up a customer, so she holds a knife and takes two steps forward.

The phone in his arms vibrated twice, and Zhao Heng still ignored it, just looked at Yizi and smiled slightly, which was particularly brilliant. He had already smelled Yizi's anger towards him, not much solemnity, but a dangerous aura suddenly spread. His whole aura changed drastically, cold and dangerous. He moved his fingers and said lightly: "Kill me? Come!"

"kill!"

Yizi took the lead and hit a sign that was prohibited from passing. The sign weighing about twenty pounds instantly flew away. Dust splashed everywhere, and the atmosphere of the entire long street changed instantly. "Good!" Zhao Heng's expression of appreciation flashed, and he suddenly tapped the ground with one foot, and he bounced up and kicked the sign with a simple kick.

There was a loud "bang" sound, and the latter broke in half on the spot.

Zhao Heng almost had his feet landed on the ground, and a sword light came quietly without a sound, with a shocking murderous aura, a samurai sword! Zhao Heng's eyes flashed with a brilliant light, then returned to calm, and took another step back, Yizi chased him closely, the samurai sword was like a poisonous snake, like a shadow. Zhao Heng took a deep breath, faced the blade directly, squinted his eyes slightly, and did not move.

Three meters, two meters, one meter,

Zhao Heng's figure that had been retreating suddenly stopped and suddenly reached out his hand. His movement seemed light, but when he looked closely, he had a shocking sense of thunder. The Dongying woman was slightly stunned for a moment. Before she could react, she suddenly felt that the samurai sword encountered a huge resistance. Zhao Heng looked calm, and he put the samurai sword in his hand.

Yizi was slightly stunned. She had never encountered such a pervert who simply blocked the attack of the samurai sword.

Zhao Heng raised his head lightly, smiled faintly, and kicked the woman Dongying in the abdomen. The latter's face changed slightly. He let go of his hand without hesitation and jumped backwards. He avoided Zhao Heng's attack as fast as possible. However, although his retreat was quick, his abdomen was still hit by Zhao Heng's toes, and a scorching pain arose. She retreated three or four meters before she stabilized her body.

Zhao Heng did not pursue him, held the samurai sword, put it in his hand, and played with it carefully: "The knife is good!"

Yizi almost vomited blood. How could he have ever had such a embarrassment?

"Woo--"

At this moment, a sharp sound of the car engine suddenly came from behind Zhao Heng. In the latter's vision, a Ferrari roared and hit him. Another Dongying woman was sitting in the driver's seat. Obviously, this was the one who was receiving Yizi. Zhao Heng then realized that Yizi had escaped here and stopped, and a companion picked her up and left.

Zhao Heng looked at the car that was hitting his body, and his body arched slightly at the same time, throwing out the samurai sword in his hand. Wow! The samurai sword shot into the driver's seat like a sharp arrow. At this moment, the tire on the right side of the Ferrari body was raised by two points. The samurai sword that was originally shot into the driver's seat suddenly deviated. With a loud bang, the windshield was broken and the samurai sword stabbed in the middle of the car.

Although the glass fragments were scattered half of the car, the samurai sword and glass did not hurt the Dongying woman. The Dongying woman, who was slightly bent on her body, was as soft as a water snake, driving against the blade. When the car was restored to balance, Zhao Heng had already gotten closer to it. Zhao Heng also saw the woman in the driver's seat lifting her left hand.

At the same time, Yizi moved forward.

"Bang!"

Zhao Heng's face changed slightly and bounced upside down to avoid the street. No matter how awesome he was, he could not withstand the impact of Ferrari. Almost as soon as he landed on the edge, Ferrari rushed past in an arc and crushed the stones he was standing on into seven or eight. At the same time, three crossbow arrows rushed towards Zhao Heng, with a harsh sound with a murderous intent.

Zhao Heng, who had not stabilized his body, could only dodge to the side and slam it! Three crossbow arrows shot hard on the back wall, sank into the shape of a font. At this gap, Ferrari and Zhao Heng had already set a distance far enough. The next second, the red Ferrari slowed down and passed by Yi Zi. Yi Zi, who had already stepped back, jumped up, as agile as a cheetah.

"Woo--"

Ferrari stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards the end. Yizi turned her head and glared at Zhao Heng. She was in a position to seek justice next time. Zhao Heng looked at Ferrari who had distanced apart, shook his head and let out a long breath. He underestimated these members of the Tang Dao, and thought they could only practice martial arts and cultivate themselves. He didn't expect that his driving skills were so amazing. He was afraid that he would return it without success today.

When he took out the phone and was about to stop the horse, a streamlined black car suddenly drove out in front of him. It was like a beast walking out of the depths of the forest. It was not arrogant or roaring, but it had a domineering spirit of a king. When Zhao Heng opened his mouth wide and wanted to shout out the name of the car, the black car's lampshade suddenly shot out a beam of white light, which was fleeting.

"Si!"

The next second, the Ferrari that rushed past it suddenly stopped, and four tires were locked and flew out.

"Baby, are you okay?"
Chapter completed!