Chapter Seventy-Three: The Battle
Zhang Hexuan got off the plane and hurried back. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
He had already left his car at the airport, so he drove back in his own car.
It was only when I arrived at the door that I felt as if I was still late.
In the past, although this neighborhood is very secluded, there are many people in the villa after all, and from time to time there will be the sound of gardeners weeding, people cleaning and housekeepers shouting, if Xiao Xuanxuan is awake, maybe there will be laughter from everyone teasing him.
But at this time, it was a deathly silence.
Zhang Hexuan's heart sank to the bottom, but he still retained a trace of hope, and rang the doorbell frantically while dialing the number over and over again.
Nearly ten minutes passed, the phone has not been answered, and no one has come to open the door for him, he gritted his teeth, his patience has run out, and he simply climbed over the iron door.
Because of Zhang Ziheng's preferences, their villa is far away from other houses, and the surrounding area is even denser, and now at this hour, it is almost dark, and probably no one will notice his movements.
Zhang Hexuan climbed in, and immediately ran to the main house, but halfway through, he heard some strange sounds, immediately stopped, listened carefully for a while, and made sure that it was not his own illusion, so he simply took a detour and walked in the direction of the backyard where the sound came.
After only going around a corner and being able to roughly see the corner of the backyard, Zhang Hexuan's eyes widened suddenly.
The flat ground had now become potholes, and the guardrails on one side had become a mess, not only had the white-lacquered wooden railings been smashed into a splintered plank, but even the vegetation on the periphery was a terrible mess, with crumbs of fallen leaves everywhere inside and out.
What surprised Zhang Hexuan even more was that there were some slightly smaller pits on the ground, which looked like footprints in terms of general shape, roughly twice as wide as ordinary people's footprints, but the solid floor was trampled out of one obvious mark after another, which showed the depth of the force, or the weight of the heaviness.
He involuntarily took a few more steps forward, and gradually the panorama on that side of his vision was revealed.
There was originally a vacant lot in the backyard, and then there were several bungalows connected together, but now not only the ground was destroyed, but the doors, windows and even the walls of those rooms also left some ruins, Elle had destroyed the windows of one of them before, and it was quickly repaired, but it was not two days later, and it was broken again, and there were even three more holes in the wall below, which looked faint, but it was the same shape as the footprints seen on the ground, and I don't know if it was caused by the same reason.
However, the person Zhang Hexuan wanted to find didn't see that the two sides of the war that caused all this destruction were not here at this time......
As soon as he thought of this, he suddenly felt a shock in his heart, and an extremely dangerous intuition of being targeted came to him, and almost instantly, he used all the strength of his life to kick his legs and pounce on the side.
Rumble!
Zhang Hexuan felt a ringing in his ears that made his heart palpitate, and turned over to look at the person who caused destruction in the place where he was originally standing, this person gave him a sense of déjà vu, not his appearance, his appearance is indeed outstanding, if he has seen it, he will not be impressed, but it is not, what makes Zhang Hexuan feel familiar is the breath on his body, the kind of cold, with some dark atmosphere, as well as his unforgettable blood-colored eyes, the two fangs poking out of the corners of his mouth, he always feels as if he has seen it somewhere.
But before he could think about it, he immediately turned over again to dodge, because the man's attack came again.
His speed is very fast, and there is an aggressive smile on the corner of his mouth, which makes people look at it with a sense of frightening urgency, and a kind of despair rises in Zhang Hexuan's heart, because the distance between them is too close, and his reaction is fast enough, but he can't do it first, and this blow can't be avoided.
He was ruthless in his heart, and he simply wanted to meet the man's fist, even if he was going to die, he couldn't make the other party feel better!
But the scene he expected to be blown to slag did not appear, and of course, if it did, he would not be conscious.
He quickly realized that he was saved, and what saved him was the huge body in front of him, although it looked a little strange, and the wings of his nose were instantly filled with the texture of metal, and even had a little smell of engine oil, which was a little stimulating.
"Are you okay?" This voice came, which made Zhang Hexuan's eyes widen again, and he realized that the strange figure in front of him was actually his father.
"You better keep an eye on yourself!" another voice sounded in his ears, and then Zhang Hexuan felt a roar in his ears, and involuntarily raised his hand to cover both ears, only to look over, but saw that the man and his father with a strange outfit just now collided back and forth, and if the father still relied on the same "equipment" , then that person is simply a humanoid beast, not only does the strength seem to be no weaker than the extremely destructive father at the moment, but the speed is even better, not so much that they are fighting, but that he is unilaterally abusing his father.
But even so, it was enough to surprise him, because if he put himself in his father's position, he was afraid that he would not even be able to hold the other party.
Of course, this will not be Zhang Ziheng's real strength, although Zhang Hexuan thinks that he is better than himself in terms of talent and experience in martial arts, but it is only a little better, and this should be the "credit" of the strange outfit on his body.
Zhang Ziheng should have been dressed normally, but at this time, whether it was on the front of his hands and feet, his chest and back, or on his neck or even the back of his head, there were steel plates, which were connected by some strange iron wires, and at his feet was a complete "iron boot" wrapped all the way to the ankles, and in the knee bend, elbows, back of hands and shoulders, there were also raised protective parts, and even in the eyes of the eyes, there was also a transparent eye protector, and the overall look looked like a simple "suit" 。
Zhang Hexuan looked a little stunned, until Zhang Ziheng's scolding came: "What are you doing there, don't you run quickly?"
As soon as he was about to react, he felt a huge force behind him rush towards him completely unprepared, and his body involuntarily flew forward, and the power coming from his back still brought great damage, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.
Zhang Ziheng was actually always paying attention to the movements here, and at this time, he was about to rush over to save his eldest son, but how could his opponent allow it?
A trace of fierceness flashed in Jian Hao's gloomy eyes, and he rushed straight at Zhang Ziheng's back.
The combat effectiveness he showed at this time, Li Chengjie will probably be surprised when he comes here to see it, because he is not a person who is good at fighting, and now all this is only because in his body, there is not only the blood of the "Walker", but also the blood of the body mutant, and this inheritance has a certain probability of awakening.
If the strength of the walker may not be able to be completely transformed into combat power, then the body mutant is a natural warrior, because the place where they enhance is the body, strength, speed, agility, and even the ability to resist fighting.
And what Jian Hao is best at is not his fists and feet, but with his current ability, he has recast a heavy sword, nine feet long and one foot wide, with a black-scaled dragon texture entwined on the handle. The sharp edge was revealed, and at this time, it was finally unsheathed, and a sword slashed at Zhang Ziheng's back, even if it looked very solid, it was also cut out, and Zhang Ziheng himself was injured by the power of the shock, his face turned white involuntarily, and he knelt on the ground halfway, and finally released the remaining strength, but it was too late to save Zhang Hexuan.
Zhang Hexuan was in mid-air, but he still saw the scene of Zhang Ziheng's injury, his heart trembled violently, and he almost burst into tears, but he couldn't care about Zhang Ziheng at all, because he was even more difficult to protect, and the other party didn't let him go, he had already heard the whistling wind with a fierce offensive in his ears.
But this time, halfway through, it came to an abrupt end.
Bang!
Everyone's eyes focused on the person who came, Jian Hao's pupils shrank, and he wondered, "Who are you?"
The person who came gently took Zhang Hexuan's body with him, let him float to the ground, looked back at Jian Hao, and smiled gently, "Old man...... Huo Dong Pavilion. ”