Chapter 140: Xuanyuan One Pulse, Peak Law
Provocation!
This is the most direct provocation.
Since the founding of the United States, it seems that it has never suffered such humiliation.
There have been terrorists who shocked the world by destroying the twin towers of the World Trade Center in New York City and attacking the Pentagon in the United States, but the impact of that incident was far less great than this one.
In a way, this is the first time that an Eastern super agent has begun to reveal the inside story of the dark world to ordinary people around the world.
Although this so-called insider is just a person's name.
This is a one-man provocation against the secret services of the entire country of the United States.
It's not a terrorist attack, it's not a riot in the streets.
Such a high-profile rampant, unscrupulously standing in front of the camera of Columbia TV's noon news and threatening to kill an X-level master in the United States.
This kind of crazy behavior shows only one thing.
This is the most high-profile declaration of war.
The young X-level agent of the Shenzhou Empire in front of the camera wants a war.
location, right in the United States.
"Madman, what did he do? Damn bastard!"
In the office of the director of the FBI, Kungunir's fingers trembled violently and pointed to the screen in front of him, and he scolded without grace.
Bloody Spear Dracula Cook sat on the sofa, drinking coffee expressionlessly, squinting his eyes slightly, looking unfathomable, while the other dozen or so men and women standing in Kungunir's office were silent one by one, and the atmosphere in the whole office was dull and terrifying, and it was oppressive and breathless.
Appearing in Kungunir's office, except for Dracula Cook, there are a total of eleven people, eight men and three women, and the current FBI is the absolute main master of the FBI, with an average strength SSS level, but these people are standing here at this time without the slightest master's demeanor, all of them trembling and bowing their heads and saying nothing.
Kungunir has not been in charge of the FBI for a long time, but his methods are gloomy and ruthless, and he has maximized the influence of the former American guardian General Raymond in the shortest possible time, and established his absolute authority.
It didn't take long for almost everyone to know how cruel and tyrannical this boss who had been gentle and elegant for most of the time was.
Just now, when Kungunir made a phone call to ask various departments to cooperate in the investigation of the X-level agent of the Shenzhou Empire named Lin Xiaocao, the influence of the other party directly appeared on TV, and in a short sentence, more than ten countries and regions around the world knew the name Kungunir, and then, the headquarters of Columbia TV on the sixty-sixth floor collapsed, how much blood and bones were buried in that moment?
At least for now, no one can give an exact figure.
But almost everyone knows that Kungunir, the Eternal Spear, is in big trouble this time.
"I admire that oriental man named Lin Xiaocao, this is simply crazy, Kungu, he has blocked all the retreats of both of us now, and we have no choice. β
In a dead silence, the bloody spear Dracula Cook put down the coffee in his hand, stood up and glanced at the eleven main masters of the FBI in front of him, his voice was hoarse, and he said lightly: "Everyone, the lives of at least thousands of people just now have fully proved that it is not a drill, the war is approaching, since Lin Xiaocao wants a war, then we will give him a war! In the United States, we have nothing to fear!"
"It's the voice of the grass. β
In the hotel room, the TV is on.
Almost all TV channels in the United States are frantically relaying the scene of the mysterious Oriental man entering Columbia TV and standing in front of the camera, chattering about the collapse of Columbia TV headquarters.
That sentence of the Shenzhou Empire's Mandarin appeared on various TV stations in the United States and even more countries' news channels, almost shaking the whole world.
The woman in red, who gently closed her eyes, sat quietly on the bed, listened to the voice on the TV, and spoke softly.
"He's playing big this time, sister, should we stay and help him?"
Behind the woman in red, a woman with a delicate appearance but an unusually hot figure helped her comb her long black and bright hair, and asked softly, her eyes a little worried.
"It's time to go, stay any longer, I'm afraid there will be some trouble. β
The woman in red's eyelashes trembled slightly, but her eyes did not open, and she said with some regret: "Your strength is not enough, grandpa is also leaving, we don't have much time to delay, clean up, go back to Kunlun immediately, don't worry, grandpa will follow Xiaocao, if necessary, he will make a move." β
"Sister, why did the old man appear here, and why did he follow Xiaocao?"
The delicate woman with a hot figure hesitated and asked curiously.
"To find someone. β
Before the woman in red could speak, a slightly old voice sounded at the door: "Find a senior uncle who has been missing for a long time, he has a very important thing in his hand, it should be said, it is very important to my junior brother." β
Wang Xuanwu, who killed Williams with his own hands in World War I last night, walked into the room with lunch, put it on the table, and said softly.
"Grandpa, Xiaocao is not your little junior brother, he has always called your grandfather!"
The beautiful face of the woman in red turned slightly red, and she spoke softly.
Wang Xuanwu smiled: "My master is Xuanyuan Longhu, Xiaocao's master is also Xuanyuan Longhu, what is he not my little junior brother?"
"But it's too messy. β
The woman in red said helplessly.
"To each his own, nothing to his own. β
Wang Xuanwu shook his head, indifferent.
The woman in red didn't say much, and was silent for a while before continuing to ask, "Grandpa, will your senior uncle really appear?"
This time, it was Wang Xuanwu's turn to be silent.
He and Lin Xiaocao's master Xuanyuan Longhu was over a hundred years old when he died, as Xuanyuan Longhu's junior brother, how young could he be?
An older man who has been missing for decades.
It's impossible to say if he's still alive.
"How do you know if you don't try? Xiaocao made a big fuss this time, but it was also equivalent to indirectly helping him, if my uncle was still alive, then he might still know the news of Xiaocao, in this world, now I'm afraid only Xiaocao can attract him. β
"Twenty years ago, I secretly followed Fuxing and Ye Liuli for three years, I thought that Ye Liuli could attract him to appear, but he never appeared, this time, I hope Xiaocao's luck is good enough, if my senior uncle appears, why do I need to revive the No. 3 potion of research in the royal family with great fanfare? and why do I need to ask for help from the ethereal Eye of Horus? Anyway, this is also a solution to Xiaocao's physical problems, and I always have to try. β
Wang Xuanwu was silent for a long time before he sighed softly, touched Linglong's hair, and said softly: "You go back to Kunlun as soon as possible, don't worry about things here, it's okay." βββ
The headquarters of the Northern Royalty.
On the stage.
The Emperor, dressed in civilian clothes, sat on the steps with the wooden box sent by the members of the Eye of Horus in his hand, looking at the uncertain sea in his sight, his expression calm.
"What are you thinking?"
The sound of waves in the distance.
Surrounded by the fragrance on the Xuanyuan platform, a cold and holy woman like a fairy quietly walked to the emperor's side, stretched out a tender white palm, grabbed the emperor's short hair casually, and asked with some curiosity.
In recent years, the increasingly silent emperor seems to have returned to the basics, but the faint majesty in every move has become more and more obvious, even the queen Xia Qinwei, in addition to some fun between the beds, rarely teases her husband too much in her spare time.
And in the 70,000 square kilometers of land under her feet, there may be only one woman who can treat the emperor so casually, do whatever she wants, and have fun grabbing her hair and pinching her nose.
For more than 20 years, she has never changed, her heart is as pure as a virgin, and she does not stir up dust.
This is a woman who lives for the emperor with all her joys and sorrows, including her own life, as if she was destined, all her best, all given to her own man, who has been by the emperor's side for more than 20 years, in the huge harem, she seems to always be the most indisputable one, never take the initiative to provoke others, quietly accompany her husband and daughter, no desire, but unconsciously get more.
The royal family has the powerful queen Xia Qinwei, the calm and dignified prime minister Chen Hualou in the game court, Ye Liuli, who is invincible and astonishing, Tang Xin, who has not tasted defeat in the vertical and horizontal shopping mall and is regarded as a myth, and Sun Qingying, a conscientious and talented doctor of nuclear physics.
Every red face around the emperor is unique in their respective fields and has a charm that has fallen in the world, but if you ask who the emperor loves the most for most of his life, everyone who knows the imperial family will probably answer a name without hesitation.
Huangfu Lingxi.
The mother of the little princess Wang Jinxiu.
In terms of force, she is not as good as Ye Liuli, in terms of strength, she is not as good as Xia Qinwei, in terms of calm atmosphere, she is not as good as Chen Hualou, in terms of intelligence, she is not as good as Tang Xin, in terms of professionalism, she is far from Sun Qingying.
Many people think that the reason why she is most favored by the emperor is because of her unique appearance and temperament, but only a few people understand that among the several women who accompany the emperor, Huangfu Lingxi is the closest to the emperor.
Both physically and mentally.
She is like every man's dream, alluring the country and the city, peerless, like a sister, like a wife, like a lover, like a confidante, and like a sister, she has been deeply rooted in the emperor's heart for more than 20 years, but she is still gentle and ethereal, like an illusory dream.
"I'm thinking about Xiaocao, I'm thinking about myself, and I'm thinking about you. β
The emperor raised the box in his hand, was silent, pulled the palm of the emperor's Fu Lingxi, let her sit beside him, stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, greedily sniffed the natural body fragrance exuded from her body, and said with a smile: "Do you say that Xiaocao will also have a woman in his life, just like you will appear in my life, block the robbery for him and increase his luck?"
"I don't know. β
Huangfu Lingxi shook his head honestly: "Who is it?"
"I don't know. β
The emperor laughed, and then said with a somewhat strange expression: "If there is really such a person, she is estimated to be almost forty years old this year." β
He seemed to think of something funny, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and the smile that had reached his lips was stifled.
"That's much bigger than Xiaocao, it's not suitable, I still think Jinxiu is more compatible with him. β
Huangfu Lingxi sat up straight, looked at the emperor and said with a serious face.
"Who knows. β
The emperor sighed with emotion: "This thing is fateful."
He clenched the box in his hand and tapped it gently, seeming to hesitate.
"You"
Huangfu Lingxi hesitated and asked softly, "Aren't you taking me and the shooter to the United States to play?"
"Go. β
The emperor nodded with a smile and touched the head of the lover next to him: "But it will be a few days later, Xiaocao has made a lot of noise in the United States, which should attract some people to appear, if I appear too early, the other party may have a bad heart, but the second uncle is already in the United States, if a few people really appear, the second uncle should be able to stop him to talk, and take what he needs." β
"To each his own?"
Huangfu Lingxi changed his posture, lying more comfortably in the emperor's suspicion, and wondered.
"Yes, to each according to his needs. β
The emperor nodded: "Liuli has already become an X-level master when she is twenty years old, Xiaocao is twenty-three years old this year, and she is already the top X, except for the two of them, the youngest X-level is in her thirties, isn't it strange to you?"
"I didn't think about it. β
Huangfu Lingxi shook his head stupidly, and said in a lazy tone.
The emperor smiled and said helplessly: " Such a person, according to common sense, although not too much, but in a few decades, it is always not difficult to appear ten or eight, so many years only appeared glass and grass, the reason is very complicated, first of all, the talent reason, this is the threshold, first of all, the vast majority of people are eliminated, followed by the difficulty of training, Xiaocao training from small to large, even if you are an X-level master now, it is difficult to imagine, the survival rate is less than one percent, and then, is the method, although Xiaocao's training method is nine deaths, but if it is in terms of improving strength, it is actually very doorway, it can be called broad and profound, too much, I am not very clear, this is the secret of Xuanyuan's lineage, Xuanyuan Longhu, the first generation of our Wang family's great law enforcer, left most of the fragments, and as a result, Liuli, the real complete chapter, was used on Xiaocao, so there is now the god of war Lin Xuanyuan, Xuanyuan is in the same vein, which is awe-inspiring. β
"But the grass is dangerous, and it may die. β
Huangfu Lingxi buried his little face in the emperor's arms and whispered.
"That's why the second uncle will go to the United States, how can Xuanyuan Yimai leave a lethal training method? Xiaocao's body is actually saved, but Xuanyuan Longhu mastered the training method back then, and how to save people, in the hands of one of his junior brothers, the second uncle is now going to the United States, just planning to squat at him and exchange the full version of the training chapter for the full version of the rescue chapter, this is the core technique of the Xuanyuan first line, and the other party has no reason to refuse. β
The emperor gently stroked the hair of Huangfu Lingxi, lowered his head and kissed her white and tender face, looking at the distressed appearance of the woman in his arms who wanted to wipe the saliva on her face but was afraid that she would be angry, he laughed and said: "We will go to the United States in a few days to see what kind of storm Xiaocao can toss in the United States." βββ
Sunlight.
Villa.
Flowers.
Deck chair.
Old man.
Tea aroma.
Beauty.
This is the capital suburb of a small country in Africa.
In the warm sunshine of the setting sun, an old man who could barely tell his age in front of the villa flowers was lying comfortably on the recliner, facing the flowers blooming in front of him, humming the charm of Peking Opera comfortably.
Beside him, a beautiful woman who looks to be around thirty years old is concentrating on making tea, the action is like flowing water, the clear water flow is poured on the boiled tea leaves, and the rich tea fragrance seems to have a tangible quality, and it is all over the small courtyard in an instant.
"Master, drink tea. β
The beautiful woman respectfully handed the first cup of tea to her master, her voice soft and calm.
The old man took the teacup and took a sip, closed his eyes and tasted it for a while, then sighed lightly and said with a smile: "It's not bad, I originally thought you wouldn't be able to sit still, but the taste of this tea is still as mellow as before, this is not like the tea made by people who are in an impatient mood, why, don't you want to move?"
"The authenticity hasn't been determined yet, so what if you can't move at every turn?"
The beautiful woman who seemed to be gilded with a layer of gold in the sun like a goddess laughed softly, her voice was as calm and soft as ever, just like her temperament, it seemed to emanate from the calm and elegance of her bones, and the red dust in this world disturbed one after another, as if nothing could break her peaceful mind.
"If you don't move, it's always fake, and if you move, it's possible to be real. β
The old man smiled meaningfully: "And Lin Xiaocao, this name is very interesting." Have you read the news?"
"I've seen it. β
The beautiful woman replied quietly.
"That's right, Lin Xiaocao, Lin Xuanyuan, are both in their twenties, the latter seriously injured the emperor, killed the ghost of the guardian of the Skull Society, killed the American super general Raymond, the former seriously injured Kungunir, killed Williams, killed Rodriguez, killed Lisius Alpha, if you don't know the inside story, you will naturally think that both of them are absolute martial arts wizards, but in the eyes of you and me, this is too unrealistic, wizards are real, but being in their twenties can kill X is like killing chickens and dogs, it is not realistic at all, not to mention, it is still two peopleοΌβ
The old man's tone paused, and he continued to smile: "If you don't guess wrong, what Lin Xiaocao, Lin Xuanyuan, these two people are simply one person!"
"God of War Lin Xuanyuan, Xuanyuan, heh, this name is even more interesting, martial arts, can reach the limit of the human body in his twenties, you say, what method did he use?"
The beautiful woman who was a little unspoken was silent, and her plain hand carrying the teapot also stopped in the air, and her eyes fluctuated slightly.
"Xuanyuan One Pulse, Peak Law!"
The old man was silent for a while, and then gave the answer directly.
The woman's palm trembled slightly, and a short sentence seemed to completely break her perfect state of mind.
"And judging from his strength and age, this kid must have cultivated the peak method to the extreme, tsk, he is only in his twenties, he is really mad, this kind of little madman who is not afraid of death can be regarded as having a character. β
The old man sighed softly, glanced sideways at his apprentice, and said with a smile: "How about it, do you want to move this time? If you go late, you may not have a chance, a person like him, even if he is on the news and will die in the next second, I believe that the ultimate of the peak method, how many years have I not seen it?"
"Go. β
The woman spoke softly, a simple word, but heavier than a thousand jun.
The old man nodded slightly, waved his hand, and sighed: "That kid, the murderous intent is too heavy, and he is going to become a demon, you can do it yourself." β
The woman sighed, waited for a while, and saw that her master just waved her hand casually, she sighed softly in her heart, put down the teapot, stood up and bowed slightly to the old man on the recliner, and left directly.
Behind her is the warm and soft afterglow of the sunset.
Ahead, it's pitch black.