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"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"
"Why are you strolling on the main road? Move to the side!"
A team pushed aside the bustling crowd and quickly surrounded Ye Chen's group of six from both sides. A path opened up in the team, and a young man walked out. His eyes were cold, and his aura was gloomy. He was like an unsheathed bloody blade, giving people a feeling that they couldn't look at him directly.
"Stop!"
The young man looked at the backs of Ye Chen's group and coldly said, as if he was an emperor ordering a beggar.
Most people would subconsciously obey the orders of the leader of the Nangong Guild's elite team out of fear. However, Ye Chen and the others actually stopped in their tracks. This caused the young man to reveal a look of satisfaction. He felt that his prestige in the surrounding crowd had increased by a lot. He then ordered, "You guys, come with me."
Ye Chen turned around and glanced at the young man, saying, "The flies are here."
The White Dragon was eager to try, saying, "I'll clean it up!"
Yue Heng angrily glared, saying, "You always do it. This time it's my turn!"
"Can you do it?" The White Dragon didn't hide his disdain at all.
Yue Heng rolled his eyes, saying, "Next time we go to the Virtual Battle Tower, watch me torture you to death!"
The White Dragon curled his lips, "The night gave you a pair of black eyes, but you use them to roll your eyes. What a waste. Hmph, if I didn't go to pick up girls, with your mediocre skills, I wouldn't be afraid."
Yue Heng proudly said, "Say whatever you want, I'll do it this time!"
"Me too!" Zhuge Fan excitedly said.
"Little brat, go to the side." The White Dragon glanced at him.
The people who were still pointing and whispering at the side instantly became silent.
Were these people crazy?
Facing the encirclement of the Nangong Guild's elite team, he actually dared to speak nonsense?
The corner of the young man's mouth twitched slightly as he clenched his fists. The anger in his eyes seemed to want to shoot through Ye Chen. Only then did he understand why Ye Chen's group had stopped. It was not because they were afraid of him, but because they wanted to teach him a lesson!
Repair?
He was so angry that he laughed, his killing intent cold!
At this moment, the White Dragon and the others finally reached an agreement after some discussion.
It was decided by rock-paper-scissors!
Mo Feng and Ye Chen stood to the side calmly. They didn't even have the slightest interest in fighting these small fries.
Ye Zhu looked at White Dragon and the others curiously, as if she wanted to see who would be the one to get this hot job.
"One, two, three!"
Their expressions were unprecedentedly focused and serious.
Yue Heng stretched out his hand, "Stone!"
"Scissors!" Zhuge Fan stretched out his hand and was instantly defeated in tears.
The onlookers almost vomited blood. Could they be any more childish?
Two out of three wins. In the end, the White Dragon won. His face was full of pride as if he had won a million dollar lottery. He didn't even look at Yue Heng and Zhuge Fan's murderous eyes.
"Gulp!"
The White Dragon bent his fingers and stretched his muscles. His fingers made a crisp sound as he walked forward. He looked down at the young man and said proudly, "Little brat, let me teach you what a battle is!"
The young man's face was pale. He shouted to the people beside him, "Go!"
The 30 or so elite warriors surrounding Ye Chen and the others all glared at the White Dragon. They roared and rushed forward. Some of them quickly took up positions and held their H3-type sniper rifles. They aimed at the White Dragon's temple and waited for an opportunity to shoot when he least expected it.
The White Dragon's lips curled into a smile that deserved a beating. Facing the man who was rushing towards him, he grabbed him with his bare hands. He grabbed the man's collar and punched him. The man's nose was dented. He then threw him to the side of the house like he was throwing trash, smashing the windows and windows.
In the face of dozens of days of beating, White Dragon seemed to be taking a leisurely stroll. He shuttled back and forth in the middle of the crowd. With a flick of his hand, he threw out the experienced warriors. The passers-by who were watching were stunned.
Zhuge Fan curled his lips, "What a show-off!"
"He wins every time!" Yue Heng was still entangled in the victory of the rock-paper-scissors game. He was unwilling to give up.
Ye Chen looked at him and shook his head. He turned and walked away. He waved his hand without looking back and said, "Have fun. We're leaving first."
Yue Heng and the others turned and left together without any hesitation. The White Dragon, who was fighting in the crowd, pushed a warrior away and asked them to wait. Seeing that no one answered, he chased after them.
"Where do you think you're going!" The young man shouted angrily and chased after them.
The White Dragon rolled his eyes and scolded without any manners, "Go your ass!
You untactful thing. Watch me torture you to death! "With that, he turned and rushed into the crowd.
Ye Chen and the others slowly walked away. Their pace was not fast.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, Ye Chen's eyebrows twitched. He stopped and stretched out his hand like lightning. With two fingers, he caught a bullet that was speeding towards his sister's temple. His originally calm eyes flashed with killing intent. With a flick of his finger, the bullet flew back at an even faster speed!
"Ah!" A scream was heard from behind a building not far away.
Ye Chen's eyes were cold. He glanced at the place and saw that the ambusher was dead. He retracted his gaze and looked into the distance. He saw that there were dozens of warriors standing at the city gate a few thousand meters away. They were guarding the gate and had the Nangong Guild's badge on their chests.
Yue Heng also saw them and said angrily, "They must be tired of living. I'll go kill these people."
Ye Chen shook his head slightly and stopped walking. He turned and walked away. His eyes became cold and said, "Since they want to invite us for tea, it would be impolite not to go!" When he said the word 'impolite', the temperature in the air seemed to have dropped a lot.
Yue Heng and Zhuge Fan looked at each other. Not only did they not have the intention to stop him, but they also looked at each other and smiled. There was a sense of schadenfreude.
They knew that the ambushing bullet just now had aroused Ye Chen's killing intent. Coupled with these annoying flies, it was enough to sentence the Nangong Guild to death!
They also wanted to see what kind of person could teach his son to be so indulgent in the cruel end of the world.
As Ye Chen and the others walked back, the battle at the White Dragon's side was almost finished. Only the leader of the elite team was left. He looked extremely miserable.
"Don't kill him." Ye Chen walked to the White Dragon's side with an indifferent tone.
The White Dragon was startled for a moment. He noticed that the tone was not normal. He did not joke around and let go of his hand.
Ye Chen said coldly to the young man, "Where is the Nangong Guild's headquarters?"
The young man looked at him and hesitated. Ye Chen nodded slightly and said, "It's fine if you don't want to say."
He reached out and pressed the young man's head. His energy was like a black hole, crazily devouring the vitality.
The young man screamed. His voice was so mournful that it made people's scalps go numb. His skin quickly turned black and was covered with wrinkles like a withered flower.
This strange scene caused the entire street to go silent, and it was as if a devil had descended to the world and grabbed everyone's throats.
Ye Chen threw the corpse aside and raised his head. He looked at the people on the street and said coldly, "Where is the Nangong Guild?"
Whoosh!
Everyone pointed to the east in unison and quickly opened up a path. Their actions were unprecedentedly uniform.
Ye Chen did not say much and walked towards that direction. The White Dragon and the others looked at each other and then relaxed. They whistled and followed.
Everyone felt that a storm was coming. They could not help but follow behind Ye Chen and the others. They wanted to see what was going on.
Ye Chen waved his hand and opened the rune space. He took out a few masks. These masks were necessary for killing people and picking up goods. He threw them to the White Dragon and the others. When he entered the base city, he found that these people did not recognize the White Dragon and the others. It was obvious that the communication equipment of this base city was very poor. It was far inferior to China Base City.
Moreover, Hohhot and Hubei Province were very far away. Even if there were spies who found out the news, it would be passed on to the people in power. Therefore, the ordinary people on the street did not recognize them. As for the foppish Nangong Qiao, he naturally did not care about these "national affairs".
So, until now, no one knew their identity.
The people in power recognized them but did not announce their identity. They only sent spies to pay more attention to them. They did not involve the ordinary people below. It was the same reason that China did not put up pictures of American CEOs all over the streets.
After the White Dragon and the others put on the masks, Ye Chen changed his appearance. He changed into the appearance of the God of Killing, Ye Chen. His cold cheeks and powerful strength made the eyes of many girls on both sides of the street shine.
The people who were following behind were surprised to see the runic space. They did not know what it was, but they did not make too much of a fuss. There were too many mysterious things in the vast universe. There was even a virus that could cover the entire planet in an instant. Even the ruins of a prehistoric civilization existed. What else was impossible?
When they saw that Ye Chen had changed his appearance, many people were shocked. They did not expect that the shape of his cheeks could be changed at will. In this way, as long as his iris was not detected, wouldn't he be able to kill people at will?
Ye Chen knew that after this incident, Bai Long and the others would soon be exposed. After some investigation, their identities would be revealed. When that time came, Ye Chen's identity would be linked to the higher-ups of Guang Ming Base City. People would definitely think that "Wolf King" and "Killer God" were the same person.
However, during the siege, the God of Killing had turned on the superhuman mode twice. This was known to the upper echelons of China Base City and even Hohhot. Under such a "fact", the "nonsense" of the people who saw the White Dragon and the others on the street was a little difficult to believe.
Even if he was believed, with Ye Chen's current strength, he was not afraid. He had fabricated the identity of the God of Killing because the name of the God of Killing had caused too much of a stir in China Base City. If he had built a base city with this identity, it would have brought a lot of unnecessary trouble.
Now that the base city had been built, he was not afraid even if his identity was exposed.
Moreover, he might not be exposed. At most, he would be suspected. This was actually more beneficial for Guang Ming Base City. When people knew that the God of Killing and the God of Killing had a "friendly relationship", they were even more afraid of Guang Ming Base City.
(To be continued.)
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