Not being majestic, he just passed the battlefield silently once, and saw a few clumps of gunpowder smoke and a few vague flesh and blood, which was not enough to shake or change Xu Le, the Donglin stone. It's just a rock-like and irreversible heart, after he was really used to seeing life and death, he had already returned to Donglin again.
Back then when I was hanging out with a bunch of orphans on Bell Tower Street, whoever had a family background was just faster and more flexible than anyone else. At this time, he looked at Zhong Erlang through the bushes of flowers. Lang's heart was not as good as iron, but his eyes were as iron, cold and strong, as if he would crack the wide dark lens on the bridge of his nose.
Zhong Ziqi was angry at the ridicule of the national girl, and suddenly felt this pair of eyes, and felt a chill all over his body for no reason. After a while, he slowly raised his head without showing weakness, and looked directly into Xu Le's eyes coldly.
In the eyes of many people, even in his own opinion, relying on the favor of the tiger of the Zhong family, there is no doubt that he is the only heir of the Xilin Zhong family. This status makes him too proud and arrogant. At the Venus Hotel that day, even Li Feng, a real lunatic, did not dare to shoot himself, let alone the young lieutenant colonel in front of him.
After that day, Zhong Ziqi checked Xu Le's history very carefully, and confirmed the secret relationship between him and the Li family in Philadelphia, but he was not too afraid, not to mention that he was still with the security forces directly under the Zhong family today— Seven black-clothed bodyguards with stern faces stood silently behind Zhong Ziqi. They were all retired special forces from the Xilin Military Region, and they were extremely powerful.
With such a group of powerful bodyguards by his side, Zhong Ziqi was not worried about his own safety, but was a little ashamed that he had been shocked by Xu Le's cold eyes earlier, stared at Xu Le with a sullen expression, and said coldly, "Lieutenant Colonel Xu Le... "
Xu Le didn't listen to what he said at all, the light in his squinted eyes gradually faded, he stepped forward to hold Jian Shui'er's hand, turned around neatly, and walked towards the black car.
Zhong Ziqi's face changed drastically, this kind of humiliation being ignored has really reached a level that he and his family can't bear.
He opened the back door of the black car and let Jian Shui'er sit in. Xu Le turned around, looked at the young master of the Zhong family behind the bunch of flowers, slowly took off his sunglasses, and said seriously, "If you harass her again, I will call you back. Your uncle won't even recognize who you are."
Xu Le is not someone who pretends to be cool, and his words did not come out deliberately from the gap between his teeth, with the wind of the Sunset State, but he simply stated a truth in a straightforward manner, which was particularly believable because of its simplicity.
People have names, trees have shadows, and if an ordinary federal lieutenant colonel uttered such a sentence, Zhong Ziqi would only find it absurd to the extreme. Remediation until life and death do not know.
However, it was Xu Le who said this sentence, so this sentence was a very low rank, very uninteresting vulgar threat, spit out from the thin lips, and instantly turned into the extremely cold 5460 Arctic glacier wind, whistling in the The wide and flat tarmac swept across, making everyone feel infinitely cold.
Xu Le has the personal fighting power to compete with Li Lunzi, and has a bad reputation like Lin Banshan for being unruly. Betting so much vigilance on this single character is nothing more than because he dares to kill, he can kill, and it is clear that the world has not pushed him to the extreme, so he dares to kill without reason, such as Medellin .
Zhong Ziqi, whose face changed dramatically due to anger, turned pale when he heard this threat, because he knew that Xu Le would definitely do what he said. Even the silent and powerful bodyguards from the special battalion of the Xilin Military Region behind him, their expressions changed slightly when they thought of the deeds that Lieutenant Colonel Xu Le had done, and they approached Zhong Erlang cautiously.
A strange blush appeared on Zhong Ziqi's pale face, staring at Xu Le beside the black car and said, "Okay, okay, okay... But I have to remind you one thing, this is Xilin, this is not a fist-fighting jerk. Eat the world."
"I've given you enough face." He said in a deep voice, "Since you don't want to pay me back, then I'll put my words here. As long as she is still in Xilin for one day, I will pursue one day. If you If you think it's harassment, you can beat me up."
When he said this, Zhong Ziqi took two steps to the black car without flinching, and sneered: "Actually, I'm going to continue harassing at this time. I really want to know how you will hit me."
The black-clothed bodyguards behind him also came up and watched vigilantly at the seven groups of fighters around him. Several of them had already stretched their hands into their black suits, and their movements were natural and easy, like touching a cigarette. .
Everyone in the room knew that these people were definitely not touching cigarettes, but those sharp killing weapons, but they did not deliberately cover it up, but did it with a blank expression. Huai's simple movements gushed out.
The federation strictly controls firearms. Except for a local emperor or warlord like Xilin Zhongjia, who would dare to openly fire a gun in a military base? The expressions of everyone in the seven groups were solemn, watching these old and hot professional soldiers, silently waiting for the development of the follow-up.
Zhong Ziqi's confidence lies in this. Although he is angry, it is impossible for him to openly adjust two battalions to destroy Xu Le on the spot. However, his agile character growing up in the military compound since he was a child has given him a strong reputation. The urge to draw a gun in front of Xu Le.
He looked at Xu Le coldly, his expression seemed to be saying, you come to beat me, you come to beat me.
What came was not Xu Le's fist, but a delicate saber.
A delicate hand is like holding a flower, gently holding the streamlined handle made of black scented wood, and suddenly, it cuts through the air full of wind at the Changfeng base, bringing a more mournful wind sound. .
With a screeching sound, the blade of the blade flashed, and the fresh petals in front of Zhong Ziqi were cut open, and then the blade was twisted and lightly rested on his throat like a bolt of lightning.
Very fast knife.
The faces of those black-clothed bodyguards in Xilin Zhong's house changed dramatically, they pulled out their pistols at an astonishing speed and aimed at the man holding the knife, but they did not pull the trigger, because the delicate knife had been quietly placed on the clock. There was no tremor in the arteries in the neck of the child.
A very stable blade, not trembling at all is actually more terrifying than constantly trembling.
The chopped red petals rustled down.
There was a burst of dense slamming sounds around, and there was endless awe in the crispness. The men in the seven groups had already picked up the Cayenne light machine guns in their hands, and coldly surrounded the bodyguards of the Zhong family, with black barrels. , revealing a chilling killing intent.
What was even more terrifying was a humming sound. Xiong Linquan stood outside the crowd, two strong arms with angular muscles carrying a heavy Carlin revolving machine gun, aiming at everyone in the Zhong family.
Bai Yulan held the delicate knife in her right hand, and her empty left hand gently brushed the black hair swaying in front of her eyebrows, looking at the Zhong family bodyguards who were all around with guns aimed at, and said softly, "At least now , we also have more guns, I advise you to put the guns down."
The seven groups were all equipped with the heavy firepower used in the battlefield. A shuttle of bullets passed by at will. The well-trained professional soldiers of the Zhong family would only end up in a pool of blood.
Zhong Ziqi's face was pale, and he held his head high and said nothing. Since his father's death, his head has been held high and never fell, but the highness at that time represented his dignity and the glory of the family, but the highness at this time represented a kind of humiliation and panic.
The panic came from the cold and delicate saber on his neck, from the sound of guns being loaded around him, and the high-speed rotation of Darling's Soul Eater. He couldn't understand why these mercenaries knew who they were, how could they dare to raise their guns. When he got up, he couldn't understand why the man in front of him, who looked as quiet as a bitch, dared to point the sharp blade at his vital point.
"Some kind of you killed me?"
"We are on a military mission. If you harass Miss Jian Shui'er again, I will kill you myself."
Magnolia deepened Xu Le's previous threat. He quietly looked at Zhong Ziqi's pale face, and didn't speak again after saying this.
Yu Guangli saw that Xu Le had closed the car door, the delicate man's lips curled into two beautiful arcs, and his fingers were slightly hard.
There was a bloodstain on Zhong Ziqi's fair neck. The blood vessels that had appeared on the surface of the skin due to anger and fear were suddenly pushed back under the skin by the chill and pain. His legs were a little weak, and his lips were numb. Can't say anything.
Magnolia slowly retracted the knife and put it back into her trouser pocket. She didn't even look at the Zhong family soldier who was holding a gun to her forehead. She gently stretched out her hand to push the barrel of the gun away and walked towards her military vehicle.
"It's really a good show." Lan Xiaolong smiled and watched this scene, thinking that the guys in the seventh group finally understood what kind of battle they should put on to stand for the leader, and the big guys in the Ministry of Defense must be very I like today's slightly hackneyed drama.
"Close the team." He calmed down, smiled and gave Zhong Ziqi a military salute, and waved to the seven groups of players who were carrying countless big guns and were ready to shoot to leave.
The smoke and dust scattered in the wind, Zhong Ziqi covered his neck and stared blankly at the passing motorcade, his face pale, thinking of those men with guns, thinking of the knife on his neck... He could clearly feel, If there was a conflict before, that knife would really cut his carotid artery, and those Cayenne machine guns and that Darling really dared to fire!
The young master of the Zhong family gushed out countless small cold particles from his back, and he couldn't help shivering. The original mentality of anger and revenge was shattered all over the ground by the chill.
This is a group of lunatics, how could he, who is delicate and expensive, willing to use his life to get angry with a group of lunatics