At this time, Qian Biao's face was full of shock. His identity had never been discovered in so many years.
As soon as he made a move today, he was recognized. The key is that the other party is still so young.
Ma Chao sneered: "Who am I? A deserter from the north, I have no right to know!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ma Chao moved his feet and disappeared instantly.
Qian Biao felt that the other party was like a ferocious beast, and the sudden burst of momentum completely suppressed him.
He did not dare to be careless, so he grabbed the dagger in his hand, swung it wildly, and fought with Ma Chao.
"Is this all you have?"
Ma Chao knocked Qian Biao back more than ten meters with one punch and said with a cold face.
After a brief fight, Qian Biao's eyes were full of horror and he said in horror: "Northern fighting skills!"
Only at this moment did Qian Biao understand that the other party was also from the north.
When he was still in the North, he was recognized as the King of the Night and one of the strongest men at the pinnacle. Now he met a young man of about twenty-five years old who was actually stronger than himself.
It is conceivable that the opponent in the northern border is by no means an ordinary person, and Qian Biao's eyes are filled with fear.
He is not afraid of life or death, but he is afraid that what he has done over the years will discredit the Northern Territory.
"Come again!"
Seeing that the other party was silent, Ma Chao suddenly moved his feet and rushed towards Qian Biao again.
Feeling Ma Chao's strong fighting spirit, Qian Biao had no choice but to fight. Even if he was not as strong as Ma Chao, he had to go all out.
Not far away, Samba's eyes widened with shock.
Whether it was Ma Chao or Qian Biao, the powerful fighting power displayed at this time was completely beyond his imagination.
He couldn't even capture the trajectory of the two people's attacks. He could only see two figures, constantly colliding with each other, which made him dazzled.
"I don't have time to play with you anymore!"
Ma Chao suddenly sneered, and after finishing his words, he punched out.
"Bang!"
Qian Biao's chest felt as if he was hit hard by a hammer, and his body flew out. With a "clang" sound, the dagger fell to the ground.
Ma Chao walked up to Qian Biao step by step, looked at him condescendingly and said: "The majestic King of the Dark Night is nothing more than this!"
"Who are you anyway?"
Qian Biao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and asked through gritted teeth.
"A deserter, who has the right to ask me about my identity?"
Ma Chao said disdainfully.
"Shut up! I'm not a deserter! No!"
Qian Biao was extremely emotional and roared angrily.
"In the North, the names of every martyr are deeply engraved in the minds of every soldier. Your name, the King of the Night, is also among them. I can recite your life story by heart!"
"Qian Biao, male, Han nationality, thirty-five years old, King of Dark Night in the North, has won first-class military merit once, second-class military merit three times, first-class military merit six times, and second-class military merit ten times."
"Comrade Qian Biao has participated in 108 assassination missions without ever missing a beat, completing each assassination mission with excellence; he has participated in many international fighting competitions, becoming world runner-up three times and world champion twice; he has participated in rescue work many times...
…”
Ma Chao told the story of Qian Biao's life one by one. With each story he told, the expression on Qian Biao's face became more painful.
Speaking of the latter part, Qian Biao's face was full of pain: "Shut up! Shut up! Stop talking! Stop talking!"
These honors were secrets buried deep in his heart, and they were also the eternal pain in his heart. But now he was mentioned by Ma Chao, as if everything was vivid in his mind, but it felt like it was a lifetime ago, and he was ashamed.
Ma Chao sneered: "In the north, you are the hero remembered by everyone, but what about you? But you became a deserter and deceived everyone into treating you as a hero. Speaking of your deeds, everyone cried bitterly. You are not only a
A deserter and a liar!"
Ma Chao's words were like sharp knives piercing Qian Biao's heart.
"Stop talking, please stop talking..."
Qian Biao knelt on the ground, his face covered with painful tears.
"Originally, just because you wanted to assassinate the Northern Guardian, I had the right to execute you immediately, but the Guardian said that the Northern Territory never kills each other."
Ma Chao spoke again: "But if there is a next time, even if you disobey the guardian's order, I will not let you go!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and left.
Qian Biao looked blank. Ma Chao's words echoed in his mind over and over again, especially the words "Guardian of the North", which shocked him even more.
The Yang family asked him to come to Jiangzhou to assassinate Yang Chen. Ma Chao was here to guard in advance. He just said that the person he wanted to kill was the Guardian of the North. Does that mean that Yang Chen is the Guardian of the North?
By the time he reacted, Ma Chao had already gotten into the black Wrangler, and Samba drove away.
"Boom Kaka!"
Suddenly a thunder fell from the sky, accompanied by lightning, and a heavy downpour fell instantly.
Qian Biao knelt in the heavy rain, his whole body soaked by the rain. He cried and roared loudly, his face full of sadness.
After Ma Chao saw Yang Chen on the top floor of Yanchen Group, he told Qian Biao about coming from the north.
Yang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly: "There are no cowards in the northern border. I don't believe that the majestic King of the Night will become a deserter!"
This is not because he is blindly confident, but because he has confidence in the North.
"He must have something to hide. When I talked about his life story, he was very painful. He obviously has deep feelings for the North." Ma Chao also said.
"Go and investigate now to see what happened to him." Yang Chen ordered.
"Yes, Brother Chen!"
After Ma Chao left, Yang Chen stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, staring at the north, feeling a little nostalgic in his heart.
Yang family in Zhoucheng.
Seeing Qian Biao's sudden return, Yang Xiangming smiled arrogantly: "Mr. Qian's action is absolutely foolproof!"
Yang Wei is still in the intensive care unit, and his life has been temporarily saved. However, his limbs have been injured and his bones have been crushed. There is no possibility of recovery. He will be lying in bed for the rest of his life.
And Yang Wei is Yang Xiangming's very proud grandson, but now he is in such a situation, one can imagine how strong Yang Xiangming's murderous intention is towards Yang Chen.
Just when everyone in the Yang family thanked Qian Biao, Qian Biao came straight to Yang Xiangming and suddenly said: "Master Yang, I'm sorry to disappoint you!"
Yang Xiangming, who had been smiling just now, suddenly froze, and his eyes were somewhat displeased: "Qian Biao, what do you mean?"
"I am sorry that I cannot accept this mission!"
Qian Biao said calmly: "I have been with the Yang family for eight years. I have saved the life of the Yang family and helped the Yang family do many things. As for the kindness that the Yang family gave me in saving my life, I have already repaid it.
It’s time to leave too.”
Yang Xiangming's face was extremely ugly. Over the years, because Qian Biao was around, he was emboldened and had offended many people. Once Qian Biao left, his situation would be even more difficult.
"What happened to make you leave my Yang family?" Yang Xiangming looked unwilling.
"You have offended someone, an existence that you and I cannot afford to offend! Forgive me for being powerless!" Qian Biao said calmly.
"presumptuous!"
He just explained it truthfully, but Yang Xiangming was furious: "My Yang family has grown from a small family to where we are today. What kind of big shots have we not seen? Not to mention the small Zhoucheng, but also the entire Jiangping Province, who is there?