Chapter 697: Chaos Celestial Body
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Pei Haoran didn’t reply. He looked at Zhang Ronghua, as if he was following Brother Hua’s lead.
Ding Yi lost interest. He shrugged and sighed.
He lifted the curtains and walked outside. There were alleys on both sides, and he was looking to the south. Three black figures saw that there were people on the street and stopped. They were sneaky and had a guilty conscience. They hid in the darkness.
“Stop!”
“Phew Uncle Ding stopped the car.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
“Brother, did you see that?” asked Ding Yi.
“They’re up to something!” Zhang Ronghua nodded and said seriously.
He lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage.
Ding Yi and Pei Haoran followed behind. Uncle Ding and the rest also surrounded them.
In a small alley.
Zhao Chengjie’s face darkened. It was even scarier than the bottom of a pot. He didn’t even need to squeeze, and water would drip out. He looked at the carriages and carriages that had stopped. The people inside got out and walked over with their guards. Because of anger, they gritted their teeth and clenched their fists. Cracking sounds could be heard. They were not far from the stronghold, but they were bumped into by a group of strangers. With a cold face, he asked,” Can you solve it?”
The two guards were called Shadow Eleven and Shadow Twelve.
” No!” Ying Shiyi’s face was solemn. He looked at the approaching crowd and said seriously,” No!”
He drew his sword.
Under the moonlight, the sword gleamed coldly. The two of them stepped forward and shielded him behind them. Shadow Eleven spoke again.” Leave quickly!”
“Be careful!” Zhao Chengjie was also a decisive person.
Without looking back, he rushed to the back.
Two guards stood in the middle, blocking everyone’s path. They raised their swords and pointed them at everyone.
Ding Yi was just about to volunteer and capture the escaping Zhao Chengjie when Pei Haoran was suffocated. It had been more than ten years, and he had never been free. He had never acted alone either. Now that he was finally released, he was like a bird that had left its cage. He yearned for freedom and to show off his abilities again. He beat Ding Yi to it and said,” Brother Ding, let me do it!”
She glanced at him.
Ding Yi laughed. He had wanted to bully Zhan Wu, but with his underling around, what was the point of fighting? He smiled and nodded.
Pei Haoran’s movement technique was brilliant. With a tap of his foot, a blue light flashed and he rushed into the darkness, chasing after the escaping Zhao Chengjie. Ying 11 wanted to stop him, but Uncle Ding stepped forward and stopped them. He said calmly,” Your opponent is me!”
The two of them didn’t dare to act rashly as they were afraid that they would attract a thunderous attack from the other party. However, there was someone chasing after Daren, and the people from the Scarlet Heaven Hall could catch up at any time. They couldn’t delay any longer. They looked at each other and attacked in tacit understanding.
With a flash of afterimages, he executed his sword technique. A fierce and fierce sword light pierced out with the long sword, bringing with it a dazzling sword qi.
With tacit cooperation, a thick and solid killing intent rushed out.
“Deathsworn?” Uncle Ding narrowed his eyes.
He pointed his finger.
Two streaks of green light shot out from his fingertips and broke their swords. The huge force passed through the swords and landed on their bodies. As if they were seriously injured, they spat out blood and fell to the ground.
Without waiting for them to bite the poisonous fangs in their mouths, Uncle Ding rushed forward and ruthlessly kicked them. With a double kick, all the teeth in their mouths flew away and they fainted.
He carried them out of the alley and casually threw them on the ground. His gaze fell on Zhang Ronghua. He was the backbone of this group. He asked,” What should we do?”
” The person who escaped just now is not simple. He has the authority of an official Alth011øh he has restrained himself_ he has been an official for a long
time. Some things have already been engraved into his instincts.” “Wait for Haoran to come back,” Zhang Ronghua said as he looked ahead.
In a small alley.
Zhao Chengjie was like a stray dog. He had lost one of his shoes, but he was still running in his socks. He didn’t dare to stop, afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would be caught by the people behind him.
He continued running with all his might.
He had been an official for many years and had dealt with many government affairs. His vision had deteriorated, and he was not a martial artist. Even if the night sky was filled with stars and starlight, the visibility in the alley was very low. He could not see what was on the ground clearly. He fell down several times and his clothes were torn. He endured the pain and got up.
As soon as he rushed out, under the moonlight, a figure stood there with his arms crossed. He was like a cat chasing a mouse, waiting for him. He braked and stopped in a hurry! He used his fastest strength to escape.
Whoosh!
A strong wind whistled as it appeared behind him. Zhao Chengjie panicked and instinctively wanted to turn his head to look, but a palm strike landed on his head, knocking him unconscious. He grabbed his clothes and rushed forward.
After a while.
Pei Haoran returned and threw the unconscious Zhao Chengjie on the ground.
She looked at his face.
“Do you know him?” asked Zhang Ronghua.
The two of them shook their heads. They didn’t know each other.
He took a step forward.
Zhang Ronghua kicked Zhao Chengjie roughly, sending his teeth flying. Under the stimulation of the pain, Zhao Chengjie woke up. A person who was in a coma could still not make a sound despite the pain. This meant that his willpower was very strong. He had been specially trained and was prepared to deal with complicated situations. He looked at these people in front of him and pretended to be afraid.” You, what do you want to do?”
“Who are you?”
“Zhao An.”
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“What do you do?”
“Business!”
“How can you gain official prestige by doing business?” Zhang Ronghua laughed and said sarcastically.
“I, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
The sound of hurried footsteps came from both ends of the street. Looking towards the source of the sound, the people of the True Dragon Palace were on the left. The leader was a woman wearing a green short skirt, a soft tulle, transparent stockings, and black boots. She was mature and charming, and her figure was hot, outlining her exquisite vest line.. Her name was Bai Xilu, the Divine Envoy!