Before the convoy approached Villa 9, the guards of the Dark Night Gate discovered the anomaly and became alert for the first time.
At this time, the guard leader is the team of Lang Shuai and Dong Xiaodao. Both of them are eighth-rank cultivation bases. Together with other guards, they are ten people, four of whom are eighth-rank masters. The last time the twelve S-level killers combined for a surprise attack, there was also a fighting force.
Not to mention that in Villa 48, there are two teams of twenty-four guards with the same cultivation level who are resting in shifts. If you really meet a master, hold on for a while, and the additional staff will arrive.
"parking!"
Discovering that the team's goal was really Villa No. 9, Dong Xiaodao jumped out of the hidden place in the green belt for the first time, stopped in the middle of the road, and yelled.
With his right hand behind him, he can pull out the short knife hidden in his back at any time.
However, the team leader not only didn't mean to stop, but also accelerated violently amidst the roar of the engine.
"Enemy attack!"
Dong Xiaodao shouted a reminder, dodge the first car, drew a knife in his hand, and leaned over to throw it out.
The second car drove quickly and was slashed on the left front wheel by him. The tire exploded. The car shook and rushed into the green belt. It slammed into a big tree. After the loud noise, the front of the car was deformed and bursts. Green smoke emerged from the upturned hood.
The door of the car was violently pushed open, and four men in black practice clothes, all holding T-shaped rubber batons, rushed towards Dong Xiaodao.
"It's a warrior, everyone be careful!"
Dong Xiaodao met the four without hesitation, and the fight began.
The guards were alarmed and jumped out from various places to join the battle group. After that, the convoy vehicles stopped on the roads of the community one after another. Forty or fifty warriors dressed in the same black exercise suits and holding T-shaped rubber batons were fighting with the guards. together.
"Knife, step back, guard the villa and protect the ladies!"
In the chaotic battle, Lang Shuai was surrounded by four eighth-rank masters, struggling to support him, Yu Guangzhong discovered that the other seventh-rank guards were brought down almost instantly, and he yelled at Dong Xiaodao anxiously.
Dong Xiaodao was also caught in a bitter battle. Not only was he besieged by eight-rank masters, but there was also a middle-aged man with a pale complexion that looked like a patient. This guy was actually a nine-rank.
"Bang!" With a muffled sound, Dong Xiaodao slapped a palm on his back, took advantage of his strength to leave the battle group, and broke through the encircling circle surrounding Lang Shuai, and the two retreated together.
Yu returned to the door of the villa.
Less than a minute, ten guards, only two left.
"Madam, retreat!"
With blood at the corner of Dong Xiaodao's mouth, he yelled at the villa courtyard.
On the road outside, dozens of black-clothed men gathered around. Everyone looked serious or even fierce, but no one spoke. As they approached, every three people formed a small formation with extremely strong discipline.
"Knife, these people are not ordinary. I am afraid they will be desperate today." Lang Shuai held the silver flute, with a stray smile on his face, indifferent.
Dong Xiaodao let out a "hey" and said, "My duty is to protect the doorkeeper's wife. The doorkeeper is so kind to me. If you want to enter the villa today, step over my corpse first!"
Aggressive, but hoarse.
After being slapped by the Ninth-Rank master, he was seriously injured. In just one minute, he wanted to vomit blood several times.
"Knife, let's help you!"
Accompanied by the screams, a pair of girls wearing furniture sportswear and holding short knives jumped onto the courtyard wall. The two of them had cold expressions, identical faces, but they looked charming and charming.
Thinking of feeling, thinking of rain arrives.
"Look at the gate, no one wants to come in today!"
Xue Chen appeared in the courtyard, holding a long knife, but wearing a black OL skirt, walking step by step on high heels, like a female general on the battlefield.
Then Tao Xian, Luo Yina, Lin Fei, Chang Wenxin, and Ai Rongrong appeared one after another, all heroic and resolute.
Behind you is home, you must protect it to the death.
However, when Chang Wenxin saw the man in black outside the courtyard, he was taken aback and his expression became complicated.
Outside the courtyard, the black-clothed man slowly gave way to a path, and an old man who also wore black practice clothes came forward under the escort of two young men.
The gray-haired old man has the light pace of a young man, with a neatly trimmed hairy beard, and there is no trace of fat in his figure, but he looks like a mature man with old makeup.
The moment he saw the old man, Chang Wenxin exclaimed.
"Wenxin, have enough fun, go home with grandpa!"
The old man stood still, standing with his hands in his hands, his face was doted, but his spirit was awe-inspiring, his speech was gentle, his eyes were looking forward and he was very oppressive.
"Grandpa..."
Chang Wenxin lowered her head.
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Starting from Xue Chen, every one of his women showed a surprised look.
Chang Wenxin is the eldest lady of the head of the Xuanhun Sect, and she is a direct descendant. She is noble and equivalent to the princess of Xuanhunzong. Then, her grandfather is...
"The last generation of Xuanhunzong, Chang Qiankun!" Xue Chen yelled out.
The previous generation of the Xuanhunzong came, and even if Xue Chen was the chief of the Shangzitang at the Dark Yemen, he was shocked.
You know, Chang Qiankun has not been in the world for many years, and there are even rumors outside that Chang Qiankun is dying of illness, or is dead, and Chang's secret is not in mourning.
Now that I see the old man, the rumors are self-defeating. However, his appearance puts tremendous pressure on the people present.
Zhang Feng is here, according to the ranks of the rivers and lakes, he has to call Chang Qiankun a senior.
"You're Xue Chen, the financial genius of Dark Yemen, you look good." Chang Qiankun took a look at Xue Chen and said gently: "The old man is here to take his granddaughter home. Isn't the girl playing enough?"
Chang Wenxin lowered her head, her exquisite little face was full of tension. Hearing this, she not only did not go over, but hid behind Xue Chen and shook her head vigorously.
"Girl, you are the little princess of the Xuanhunzong, and even the only prostitute in my Chang family. You have a lot of love in one..." Chang Qiankun was furious, her hair and beard were all fluttered.
He roared a few times, but he slowed down his tone and looked at Chang Wenxin dozingly, "Girl, grandpa is wrong, I shouldn't yell at you, come here, grandpa will take you home, where do you want to go in the future, grandpa will accompany you Isn't it okay to tell you?"
The front and back contrast was too great, and the expressions of the people present, including dozens of people from the Profound Soul Sect, were a little weird.
Chang Wenxin raised her head, pursed her mouth, and said, "No, I want to stay, this is my home!"
"What?"
Chang Qiankun was furious again, hurriedly restrained, and said softly: "Girl, Chang's family is your home, your parents, and twenty-four brothers are all waiting for you to go home."
Hearing this, Chang Wenxin raised her head and shouted: "Don't go back, brothers are bullying me!"
"Who, who dares to bully you, grandpa tore him!" Chang Qiankun roared, and then put on a helpless expression of petting.
Chang's family is Ding Xingwang, but in the direct line, Chang Wenxin is a direct daughter, and the family favors are concentrated on her.
If anyone dared to bully Chang Wenxin, Chang's family could rush up and really tear him up.
(End of this chapter)