Authority is called authority because it is difficult to break and overthrow.

It can be said that although the black list only represents the peak ranking of the dark forces in China, it can stand out among the more than one billion people in China, and everyone on the black list has a fierce force value that surpasses his peers.

So when this kind of authority was overthrown in front of his eyes, he couldn't control his expression when he was angry, and Gu Qian couldn't control his expression, he was dumbfounded, and the wine glass in his hand had already slipped to the ground and turned into shards of glass all over the floor.

The occurrence of dark horses and unpopular people was always not recognized by the world at the beginning.

After Gu Qian reacted immediately, his first feeling was that Chi Qianjiang was underestimating the enemy, and the reason why Wu Que was able to win was not because he was stronger than Chi Qianjiang, but because he was barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes.

Then he glanced at Miandao, and the meaning in his eyes was obvious.

Miandao didn't know if Wu Que was at the end of the crossbow at this time, but he didn't think that Wu Que was really terrifying enough to crush Chi Qianjiang, who was going all out.

In anyone's opinion, the fifteenth on the black list is already the top existence in China.

Miandao believes that there are some perverts in this world who are not included in the major lists, but he definitely doesn't believe that any little bodyguard belongs to that category.

So he got up quietly, and when everyone was still in a sluggish state, he instantly bullied Wu Que.

"Bang!"

Wu Que laughed silently, his eyes quietly hidden by bangs were blood-red.

Excited, crazy, and happy.

In the blood-colored state, his strength, speed, stamina, reflexes, physical functions, consciousness perception and other explosive powers are infinitely close to the limit of the human body, but he feels that this increase has no intention of stopping, and he has nowhere to vent the strength in his body, which makes him almost crazy.

When he sensed that danger was approaching for the first time, Wu Que's first reaction was not to dodge, but to turn around and face him.

"Boom!"

The palm of the knife slammed into Wu Que's chest, and the huge and sudden force directly knocked the latter away.

However, Wu Que, who was shot away, actually broke the scientific routine and turned over in the air, and the speed of retreat decreased sharply, and when he had nowhere to borrow strength, he forced himself to complete this set with his inhuman physical fitness. When you land, one knee is slightly bent and you land firmly on the ground in a half-squatting position.

"Click"

The floor where Wu Que's feet landed cracked instantly, tearing open several cracks that were twisted and cracked by the huge force.

The face of the cotton knife was awe-inspiring, and the slightly numb palm was like a knife, and it quickly advanced, and it was a hand knife in front of him.

Wu Que retreated again, but the hand knife of the Miandao had an endless momentum, cutting through the barrier of the air and exploding a sound of explosion.

Wu Que dodged and moved, avoiding the edge for the time being.

But the burgundy suit on his body was already in tatters, and his shirt had been torn several large openings, revealing his body that was cast of steel and iron.

Fortunately, his body was different from ordinary people, and the original knife wounds and gunshot wounds had recovered without any trace after a few days, otherwise Miandao was afraid that he would recognize the knife wounds left by him at once, so as to discover the fact that Wu Que was Tang Wuque.

"Huh!"

The hand knife of the cotton knife is almost no different from the real knife, and the destructive power is even more terrifying.

Of course, his famous weapon is a short knife less than thirty centimeters, and once the short knife is in hand, the combat effectiveness of the cotton knife will be increased by more than half. However, in public, he would never dare to use the knife.

Wu Que dodged again and again, looking embarrassed, but no one noticed that the blood in his eyes was as sticky as blood.

The smile at the corner of his mouth widened and widened, and the madness at the corner of his eyes soared.

"Gu Qian! What are you doing! Su Skirt roared angrily, she had already recognized Miandao as the person who came with Gu Qian.

With Su Skirt's roar, the surrounding crowd reacted one after another, and this series of dazzling changes really surprised them.

"Chichi Asae was actually crushed," someone muttered.

"Who is the person who is fighting Wu Que now? It seems to be more powerful than Chi Asae. ”

"That's too despicable, isn't it?"

"Looking at the appearance of Su Skirt, that person seems to have something to do with Gu Qian"

Gu Qian stood up expressionlessly, his eyes did not leave the two in the battle for a moment, "Sister Su, I advise you to leave it alone, he is the Son of Heaven." The tone was flat, but it couldn't hide a trace of nervousness.

"Let him stop immediately!" Su Skirt didn't care at all whether Miandao was the Son of Heaven's person, or whether the shot represented the will of the Son of Heaven, she only knew that Wu Que didn't seem to have the slightest power to fight back.

"I can't order him, Sister Su should wait with me to see the results." Gu Qian's eyes were treacherous, and he said lightly.

"Bastard!" Su Skirt scolded loudly, but there was no way to do it, and her cheeks flushed in a hurry.

"Sister Su, don't worry, I believe Wu Que won't lose!" Zhuang Die didn't know when she was already by Su Skirt's side, and bit her lip and whispered comfort, but her big watery eyes were full of uneasiness and worry.

"That's right, Angkor even defeated the crazy wolf Chi Qianjiang, it must be fine." Su Mo also comforted, and then glanced at Chi Qianjiang, who had been out of the battle, and saw that he was still lying unconscious on the ground, the blood from the corners of his mouth kept overflowing, and he frowned.

Then he called a few security guards to send Chi Qianjiang to the infirmary, after all, it is not a good thing for Wu Que or the Su family to make a mistake, especially since the other party is the heir of the Chi family, and he is one of the three wolves in the South China wolf pack.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the fist of the cotton knife slammed into the wall, and the delicate and expensive decoration on it disintegrated, revealing the reinforced concrete wall.

If Wu Que hadn't dodged in time just now, this punch would definitely have caused him a lot of trouble.

A flush surged on Miandao's face, after all, he was also seriously injured and had not healed, and the continuous and uninterrupted attacks made him a little unbearable.

Wu Que captured this moment well, and pulled out one leg in his body, defending for the first time in so long a long time.

Miandao was shocked, and he was caught off guard and could dodge and dodge.

"Smack!"

But Wu Que's instep still grazed his ribs, and the terrible force cut through his clothes, bringing up a few drops of blood, making his face pale for a while.

Miandao retreated sharply, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Wu Que smiled evilly, and his interest had just risen.

Just as he was about to bully him, he didn't expect a few figures to suddenly pop out from the side, Wu Que frowned slightly, and pulled out with one foot, but soon saw the face of the person who came clearly, and retracted his movements.

His eyes twitched, and the blood faded.

The three people who approached were Su Skirt, Zhuang Die, and Su Mo.

When the three of them arrived at Wu Que's side, they surrounded him, Zhuang Die took his hand, looked at the scars all over his body, and was so distressed that he almost cried.

Su Skirt stood in front of Wu Que and glared angrily at Miandao, "Your Excellency is really despicable and shameless in life, and this kind of thing is a perfect practice." The voice was angry, like a female tiger guarding her calf.

Miandao's eyes were cold, among the young people in Huaxia, there were only a few who could be qualified to talk to him, who dared to reprimand him like this. However, he didn't make any moves, after all, Su Skirt was the woman favored by the Son of Heaven, and he would never dare to hurt the latter.

Gu Qian walked out at the right time, his eyes were cold, "Sister Su, I hope you can keep Brother Wu next time." After saying that, he walked out by himself, Miandao was silent for a moment, and then followed.

He felt a little sorry in his heart that he didn't get rid of this little bodyguard this time. Of course, he didn't think that Wu Que could really resist Miandao, but the injuries on Miandao's body had not healed.

Moreover, in the previous battle, Wu Que had always been at an absolute disadvantage, and he had no power to fight back. If it weren't for Su Skirt coming out to hinder him, he believed that Miandao would definitely be able to kill him in the palm of his hand.

Su Skirt secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly a burst of pain surged up her body, she didn't care much about the wounds on her body because she was nervous before, but now when she relaxed, she only felt weak.

She beat her spirits, pulled her hair, and said to the crowd around her: "Thank you for coming to celebrate my birthday tonight. She was not in the slightest interested in doing any more entertainment, and unceremoniously ordered the eviction.

Everyone peeked at Wu Que behind Su Skirt, said goodbye with a smile, and slowly left the dance floor.

"Are you okay?" Su Skirt asked Wu Que nervously.

Wu Que pinched his neck, and shook his head slightly tired at the corner of his eyes, "I'm fine." ”

"Come with me to my room to take care of my injuries." Su Skirt frowned and said, and then walked towards the club with Wu Que alone with Zhuang Die.

Wu Que couldn't cry or laugh, so he had to let the two girls support him.

Su Mo's eyes magically fell behind, and carefully looked at the skin on the back of Wu Que's slightly exposed left shoulder, on which there was a strangely shaped pale cyan scar, which was inconspicuous at first glance, but if you looked closely, you would find that the lines were extremely strange and the patterns were wonderful.

There was a sense of déjà vu, as if I had seen it somewhere.

Wu Que's injuries were not serious, and Chi Qianjiang and Miandao showed no mercy, so when he took off his shirt, the Su family's personal doctor couldn't help but gasp, looking at Wu Que's eyes as if he had seen a monster.

Zhuang Die covered her mouth tightly, her eyes were already full of tears.

Bruised all over, red and swollen everywhere, and many wounds still have blood, and the appearance is extremely terrifying and hideous.

Even if he is a veteran of a hundred battles, he is afraid that he will not be able to withstand this pain, but Wu Que is indeed accustomed to it, and even chats and laughs with everyone from time to time.

Su Skirt also had some wounds on her body, mostly on her elbows and knees, and Chi Qianjiang didn't dare or was reluctant to really hurt her.

Wu Que and Su Skirt were lying on two hospital beds not far from each other, with Zhuang Die and Su Mo by their side.

"You won our bet." She looked at the lazy Wu Que and said in a subtle tone.

"We didn't fight, how could I win." Wu Que was slightly stunned.

Su Skirt gave him an angry look, "Chi Qianjiang was beaten by you and is still unconscious and hasn't woken up, do you want to beat me into a vegetative person?" The tone is intimate, and there is a rare temperament of a little daughter.

Wu Que shrugged his shoulders and did not answer.

"Tell me, when do you want to date me? I'm still rushing back to the army to train the recruits. What about the sub. Su Skirt had no expression on her face, and asked as she looked down at the quilt filled with the smell of alcohol.

"If you don't have time, you can make an appointment."

"No way!"

"What do you mean?"

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"What about that?"

"About!"

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