Chapter Twenty-Seven: Two More New High Warriors
"Oh, you're right, it seems like that's the truth. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "Kyle is very obedient.
"I guess, this is probably all the combat strength of Aryan City, we caused a lot of trouble this time, and they actually sent all three high-ranking warriors to deal with us. Loloxia's tone was solemn: "Wait a while, in case two new high-ranking samurai rush up......"
Kyle was pleasantly surprised, "Wow, Lolohia, you're a prophet, how do you know there are two new high-ranking samurai?"
"Huh?" Lolosia was stunned.
"Wow! That shirtless strong man, the sword on his back is the white tiger blade that dominates the extreme east? Ah! He is a legendary high-level samurai sword Decepticon!"
"Wow, wow, wow! That white-clothed swordsman standing proudly with a sword, wow! Wow! Handsome and dashing, the sword in his arms, double-edged without sheath, dragon pattern blood groove, no gauntlet, Heavenly Decisive Slash! It is a sword Heavenly Decisive Slash! Could he be the sword demon Chu Liuxiang?"
Seeing the four heavenly kings of the procuratorate appearing together on a messy market street corner, Uncle Li was like a dead man at all, or Uncle Li really lay on the ground like a dead man, he would rather be burned directly by the crematorium than go to the prosecutor's office to "record a confession".
Uncle Li's opponent, Yan Zhen, was actually so angry that his face was like ashes: "Hmph, the four ghosts and ghosts, come to pick up ready-made, usually a pure and high virtue that does not eat fireworks in the world, and now they are not rushing to arrest the surnamed Li and ask for merit and reward from that adult? Hmph, four leprosy dogs with wagging tails!"
"Four adults, do you have any advice?"
There's no need to be polite to weirdos, and they don't understand either.
"Hand these people over to our prosecutor's office, and you can go back to your life. Ba Dao said coldly.
"Huh?" Yan Zhen turned his head and glared at him: "My garrison regiment is on business, and it seems that it is not within your jurisdiction. Yan Zhen said and walked away, and the four hundred armored soldiers stood upright together, and knocked their heels in unison.
"Lord Yan, I'm afraid, you have to follow our wishes in this matter. The black-clothed lady said, a dodge, already in front of Yan Zhen.
"What? Do you want to come hard?" Yan Zhen's lips trembled with anger: "Is it a soft persimmon when we are the armored team of the garrison regiment!?"
Catering to Yan Zhen's antisense question, the four hundred armored warriors who surrounded the scene, silently pointed the broad-bladed one-handed sword obliquely to the side, only to hear a sound of "swish" full of evil spirits, and the four hundred hot-blooded warriors had already set up an offensive posture, ready to defend the dignity of their not very noble junior warriors with their lives.
"Hmph!" The arrogant Chu Liuxiang snorted coldly, and also pointed his sword diagonally to the ground, and in an instant, the armored warriors only felt that they were at the edge of the death vortex of the sword mountain and sea of blood, although they were not directly harmed, but the coercion of the high-level warriors had successfully damaged their belief in fighting.
"Does it have to be a river of blood?" the overlord took a step forward, and the murderous aura of the tyrant was so unscrupulous that it provoked the troops around him that were a hundred times larger than him. The armored warriors who were close to lost their minds, only feeling as if they had returned from a sea of blood in the mountain of corpses, or simply died once, and cold sweat was dripping all over their faces.
The soldiers subconsciously looked at Sumo Yamakamura Fifty-two, who had been silent, and suddenly had no fighting spirit, a high-level samurai with that skill was a nightmare for infantry in conventional warfare, and his one-handed sword was estimated to not even be able to pierce the opponent's fat.
The armored soldiers can only tremble and pray that their new boss, Lord Yan Zhen, can be sympathetic and can talk to others, and preferably, they can say whatever they say, everyone quickly shakes hands and happily "goodbye" and "don't send", and then goes back to their respective homes to find their own mothers.
Panic is contagious, as if feeling the morale of the elite troops behind him, Yan Zhen suddenly lost his fighting spirit, although he was arrogant, but he was not arrogant enough to think that he could fight four powerhouses of the same level with tacit cooperation. He Yan Zhen likes to bully people the most, even if he is now a high-ranking warrior, he is even more happy to bully others, so what he hates the most is that after his subordinates are scattered, he is beaten by the crowd.
weighed it again and again, in fact, it didn't take long to make a decision, the main thing was that Yan Zhen compared this great credit with his more valuable life, and then he didn't hesitate for a moment, and made a decision immediately.
"Let go of Li Zheng, let's go!" Yan Zhenqing thought for a moment and added: "This earth-shattering case that has swept most of the Aryan City will be handed over to the judges of the Prosecutor's Office, and I believe it can give our people a reasonable explanation." ”
"Let's go!" Yan Zhen strode forward under the vicious gaze of the overlord, he felt that as long as he was given a chance, he Yan Zhen would be happy to gouge out those vicious eyes.
"Don't be in a hurry," a shrill sissy voice sounded.
"What, what else does Your Excellency Dia command?" Yan Zhen gritted his teeth in hatred, he really wanted to pounce directly and tear the face of that sissy behind the black scarf.
"Don't dare, don't dare, how dare I command the terrible Lord Yan?" Dia didn't seem to be able to see the face of the dead fish that Yan really wanted to kill, and continued to be yin and yang: "It's just that this case is serious, our prosecutor's office and the garrison group to which you belong are both compatriots and fraternal institutions, and they have their own strengths, why don't you work together to get this case to the bottom of the matter every second, so as to comfort the fathers and villagers in the city?"
Yan Zhen smiled, he finally squeezed out a rare and extremely ugly smile, he felt that the other party was frightened by his last words, thinking that the matter was very important and involved a lot, so he didn't dare to take this responsibility, so he had to pull himself into the water.
Jokes! There is merit to be shared, but fools don't want it!
"Hmph!" Yan Zhen smiled contemptuously, puffed up his chest, the bright armor reflected the dazzling light under the scorching sun, he pressed one hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist to make his figure more tall and burly, and replied with a righteous and awe-inspiring voice: "That's nature, in order to protect the residents of the city from the evil forces, you and I should join hands and strive to give an explanation to the above as soon as possible." ”
"Uh-huh, good, good!" Dia agreed,
"Then do you think this is good, the six standing ones belong to us, anyway, there are only four of us here, and one of them is a big fat man, and he can't move himself, let alone escort the prisoners.
The rest, lying on the ground," Dia stretched out her foot and stepped on the chest of a thug who was still half breathing, and stepped lightly, without much effort, the thug's head, which had just been raised a little, hung down completely, and could not lift it up again.
"These on the ground, the suspects in this place belong to you, there are many of you, you have worked hard, strive to solve the case as soon as possible,
That's it. ”