The eyes of Wu Di, Chen Xiao and others all fell on the skill of the middle-aged man on the left of Qian Wanliang. This man had a mustache and fair skin. He did not seem to be from China.
Wu Yifei looked at the middle-aged man in confusion and whispered: "You won't even notice that the Qian family's offering is actually from a foreigner unless you look carefully."
Wu Di glared at Wu Yifei and said with hatred: "I really don't know what you have been thinking about this day. You don't even know about Duanlang from the Qian family. This is a tribute that the Qian family recruited last year. He is from the island country and is good at swordsmanship. Duanlang
Every time Lang makes a move, the enemy is not dead."
"So strong..." Wu Yifei's eyes widened in surprise, and then he said excitedly: "Great, that kid is dead this time. It's best for the Qian family to cut that kid into pieces before he can be eliminated.
The hatred in my heart."
Wu Di lowered his voice and gritted his teeth and said: "You have to be more successful. There are no permanent friends, only permanent interests. The Qian family may not become our enemy one day. The stronger the Qian family, the greater the threat to us." Wu Yifei.
He opened his mouth, then came back to his senses, and looked at the Qian family worshiper again, feeling a little sad in his heart.
Du Xiao's face was ugly, and he had mixed feelings in his heart. He had just been defeated by that boy. If the Qian family dealt with that boy, he would be even more humiliated. It would be best if Duanlang couldn't deal with that boy, so that he
Only by regaining his face can he regain his face, but how is this possible? Duan Lang is not a weakling. He is also a ruthless character in the worship service. No matter how strong that kid is, he is just an external martial artist and cannot be Duan Lang's opponent.
The more Du Xiao thought about it, the more depressed he became. He secretly resented that he had reacted slowly just now. After he was defeated, he should have asked the Du family to take action immediately. This time, the Du family also sent family members to worship. If so, being worshiped by his own family
If you deal with that kid, you won't be so humiliated, but it's too late to think about anything now.
Duan Lang walked towards Chen Zifei step by step, his face gloomy, like a wolf eyeing its prey.
Chen Zifei looked at Duan Lang, with a ferocious appearance and cold eyes. He was a murderous character, and he had probably been a killer before. He seemed to be a powerful character. Chen Zifei quickly analyzed the opponent in front of him, with the previous experience of Mr. Yun.
, he will no longer look down on his opponents just because he has Xuan-level strength.
He keenly discovered that this Duan Lang should be stronger than Mr. Yun. Mr. Yun had a feeling of lightness and lightness, but this Duan Lang was different. His whole person exuded a murderous aura, even if Mr. Yun was powerful.
, but in terms of actual combat, he will not be this man's opponent.
Su Bingchen stared at Duan Lang nervously and said nervously: "Will Chen Zifei be this man's opponent? They say he is an ancient warrior. What is going on?"
Sun Dasheng's expression on the side was also ugly. He didn't know Duan Lang, and his heart was already half cold at this time. If Duan Lang took action, how would Brother Chen find a way to survive? Even if he was an ancient warrior, he was still a fledgling ancient warrior.
, how can it be compared with this Duanlang? It's not on the same level at all.
Sun Dasheng secretly regretted in his heart that he came in a hurry and did not bring the family to worship. Otherwise, he could help Brother Chen resist, and maybe he would have a chance to escape. But now it is over, and the bodyguards around him are simply unable to withstand the worship.
After a blow, he could only try his best to save this girl. It was the last thing he could do for Brother Chen.
"Master Duan, you used to be an assassin, right? Are you on the black list?" Chen Zifei looked at Duan Lang and said calmly.
A human look finally appeared in Duan Lang's eyes. He looked at Chen Zifei in surprise and said, "Boy, can you tell that I am a killer?"
Duan Lang was surprised. He became an assassin more than ten years ago. After he cultivated his true energy, he gradually focused all his energy on practicing ancient martial arts. How could he have the mind to take on any tasks?
Money is not a big deal in his heart now. It is too easy to get money. Coming to Qian's house to make offerings is just a personal favor.
Now that his skills no longer have the aura of a killer, this kid can reveal his identity as a killer in one word. He is also very strange.
The eyes of Wu Di, Wu Yifei and others changed. Even the young people from these families all understood that an ancient warrior and an ancient warrior killer were completely different existences. The ancient warrior was like a martial arts master.
He has reached the pinnacle of cultivation, and the ancient warrior killer is a martial arts master-level demon who is thirsty for blood and killing, and his actual combat power is far higher than that of ordinary masters.
People in these families are very afraid. Duan Lang is already very strong. If he is still a killer, he will definitely be a huge threat to his family. It is like putting a sniper rifle near him, and his life will be at risk at any time.
All are threatened.
Qian Wanliang noticed the change in the expressions of Wu Di and others beside him, but felt a little regretful in his heart. He didn't know that Duan Lang had this identity, and his family must not have known either, otherwise they would never have exposed Duan Lang to the public.
This is definitely a big killer. Now that other families know about the existence of Duanlang, the lethality at the critical moment will be much less.
Duan Lang's eyes were like daggers, staring at Chen Zifei with no concealment of his murderous intent. However, Chen Zifei remained unmoved and his expression remained as usual.
"It's not difficult to guess your identity as a killer, because your skills have a strong smell of blood." Chen Zifei said with a smile.
"How come I don't smell the smell of blood?" Sun Dasheng leaned forward and sniffed hard, but he didn't smell any special smell.
Qian Wanliang snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Boy, are you talking nonsense? The smell of blood is still there. There are so many wounded people around now, and the smell of blood from their skills is all on them."
Chen Zifei smiled and did not refute. He was too lazy to explain to such a young master of the family.
Duan Lang looked at Chen Zifei, his eyes quickly returned to indifference. Chen Zifei couldn't help but admire in his heart. He was definitely a powerful killer. His mood just fluctuated momentarily. Not being affected by external objects was an ability that a killer must master.
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Duan Lang said in a cold voice: "The smell of blood and the smell of blood are not the same. The smell of blood is the actual smell, and the smell of blood is the smell that is tainted on the body when killing. Most people will not notice it. Who are you, kid?"
The people around him were stunned for a moment, but they also understood that Duan Lang admitted his identity as a killer, and what was this kid's identity? They were equally curious and looked at Chen Zifei.
Chen Zifei smiled slightly and said casually: "I told you, I'm a security guard."