"Don't be angry, don't be angry, let's talk about it." Zhu Xi, a black man, stood up and said, "Now we have to talk about how to deal with him if he comes tonight." ”

"Hmph." Rothke Belle snorted coldly at Aceliel, and then said to Zhu Xi: "We have put the offerings in the house tonight, if he dares to do anything dangerous, then we can kill people as soon as possible, I don't know what you think?" ”

"I don't have a problem."

"Well, I don't have a problem either."

Several other people thought that there was no problem, that is to say, the bureau against Zhou Chen had been laid out tonight, and Zhou Chen had just woken up to talk to Zhang Li at this moment.

Zhang Li saw Zhou Chen open his eyes, looked at him happily, and said, "Are you hungry?" ”

Zhou Chen hugged Zhang Li's shoulders and said with a smile: "I won't be hungry if I eat you." ”

Hearing him say this, Zhang Li couldn't help but feel a little moved.

At night, London was unusually cold, the sky was snowing, and the streets were full of traffic during the end of work.

Today's Roske Castle is extremely large, divided into gardens, reception rooms, and living quarters. This reception room is divided into office areas and reception areas.

And, tonight's Roske Castle is particularly lively, people are coming and going at the door, and the butler in the tuxedo saw from a distance that Zhou Chen's car was coming this way, he hurriedly took out the walkie-talkie and said, "Patriarch, that person has come." After speaking, he put the walkie-talkie into his pocket, and then trotted over here to pull the car for Zhou Chen, and after Zhou Chen got down from it, he said with a smile: "Hehe, Mr. Butler, we meet again." ”

"Sir, please, thank you for coming to our dinner at Ross Castle." The housekeeper was very polite and enthusiastic, so that those who came to the door with invitations were all standing and staring sideways, and there was a lot of discussion.

After Zhou Chen explained that Du Feng was waiting outside, he went inside, the garden was noisy like a vegetable market, and there were many people who came because the living room was full, so these people with all kinds of thoughts in these small families and small businesses, even if it was cold outside, they were shivering from the cold, and their faces were blue and their noses were red.

"Haha, Mr. Zhou." Rothke Belle, standing at the door, saw Zhou Chen coming this way from a distance, and Zhu Xi and the others also came with him.

In the garden, when they saw Roskebell and the others come out to greet a young Chinese man they had never even met, some of them became alive in their hearts, and their eyes rolled wildly.

"Haha, Mr. Belle, we meet again."

"yes, I'll introduce you to a few friends." Roth Belle said and introduced Zhu Xi and the others to Zhou Chen, all of these people were very enthusiastic and hugged and laughed with Zhou Chen, so that those who stood in the garden and couldn't enter it, their eyes were about to protrude.

In the living room, the melodious music makes people feel indescribably relaxed and comfortable, and as soon as Zhou Chen, Rothkebell and others came in, they immediately became the focus of everyone in the entire living room.

"It's really a pleasure to be able to invite Mr. Zhou tonight." Rothkebell picked up the microphone and asked the people below, "Do you know who he is?" ”

Someone below asked, "Who?" ”

Someone else asked, "Yes! ”

Rosk Belle smiled: "Hehe, the head of the first family from Huaxia, the godmaster of the Ghost Face Organization known as the 100,000 killers, do you think he should be more close?" ”

Zhou Chen listened to Rothkebel's words, and looked at the fearful lights around him that shot at him, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart, this hatred pulls.

So he said loudly: "Haha, yes, I am, but the main reason why I came, but someone told me that you British are the country with the most gentlemen in the world, and gentlemen are not all tolerant, right?" ”

Zhou Chen's voice was very loud, which made the people below all feel surprised, and it seemed that Zhou Chen's eyes had a few different looks, he was a gentleman, and he was a tolerant person.

"By the way, Mr. Zhou, I don't know if you have anyone else to kill after killing our Minister of the Interior last time? We are all law-abiding, but we have more money, and if you want to kill anyone, we don't think we can do it? All of us here give you ten million pounds, and you bypass us, what do you think? As soon as Zhu Xi's words came out, the little bit of good impression he had for Zhou Chen was gone, and he took the money out by himself? Or he's going to kill someone? At first, it became cold.

"Patriarch Zhu Xi, this is your mistake, 10 million pounds? Do you think King Zhou will be able to afford 10 million? I think it's at least 100 million! As he spoke, Ashriel asked his subordinates to send a document, and said, "Mr. Zhou, this is a property of my family, as long as you promise to let me go, then this is yours." ”

Rumble!

The people below suddenly exploded like a grenade, and some people couldn't stand it anymore, squeezed out of the crowd, and said extremely angrily to Zhou Chen: "I ask you, if we don't give it?" Are you going to kill us? ”

Zhou Chen sneered and looked at the person who came out of the crowd, and glanced at him contemptuously, if he didn't understand at this moment, this Nima was a trap.

A trap that traps himself, but can he still stump him Zhou Chen for this little thing?

So he smiled and said, "Where did you come from with this?" I haven't said anything like that, and I have no grudge against you in the past days, so why do you think I want to deal with you? ”

The man was also stunned when he heard Zhou Chen's words, and then glanced at Roth Belle who was standing on it, and saw that Roth Belle waved his hand and retreated without speaking.

When Roth Belle saw the people below, he suddenly realized, they are not all fools, after Zhou Chen said this, yes, he and the others have no hatred with him, at most, they will follow the back of these big families and beat the water dogs.

If you want to kill, you should also kill the people above.

Smack!

Rothke Belle clapped his hands and said, "Mr. Zhou, why don't we play a few games?" ”

Here it comes!

Zhou Chen sneered, let's see what you guys want to play today, so he said, "Okay, what game?" ”

"Hehe, Silk." Rosk Belle laughed, summoned his own offering, pointed to Silke and said, "Mr. Zhou, I heard that your Chinese kung fu is extremely powerful, and this friend of mine is very eager to see and understand, why don't you have a fight?" ”

Zhou Chen's brain was spinning rapidly, can these guys play something technical? Isn't that just telling people that we want to kill you?

Zhou Chen looked up and down a few times, this burly figure, wearing a practice uniform, with a sword hanging from his waist, a pair of eyes looking at himself like nails, the moment his eyes met his own, he could feel sparks shooting out.

"Okay." Zhou Chen smiled and pointed to the saber on Silk's waist and said, "Since you have a sword, sir, let's play fencing, what do you think?" ”

Silke sneered, "Hehe, that's good. ”

And Zhou Chen is eyes are looking around the whole living room, suddenly at the door, there is a bronze sculpture holding a knight's spear in his hand, and a long sword hanging from his waist so he walked over, those who are standing below have made way for him, Zhou Chen came to the front of the bronze sculpture, took out a long sword in his hand and waved it in his hand, and found that this sword was made of pig iron, which was full of weight and not opened.

At this moment, the people around also gave way to the two of them, and a large piece was vacant in the middle, Zhou Chen and Silke were opposed, and the two of them were shining with swords, ready to attack.

"Come on!" Zhou Chen danced a sword flower in his hand, then pointed at Silke on the opposite side, and said contemptuously: "Three swords killed you, believe it or not?" ”

"Haha, three swords?" Silke burst out laughing, and the people below were laughing, this Silke was a well-known master of using swords, and he dared to kill him with three swords so arrogantly.

Zhou Chen looked at Silke coldly and said, "Yes, it's the three swords." ”

"Then eat me with a sword." Silke roared angrily, and stabbed a sword at Zhou Chen violently, this sword was as fast as lightning, and it went straight to Zhou Chen's throat.

The sword in Zhou Chen's hand blocked Silke's sword with a sharp swing, and then the sword stabbed Silk's eyes, Silke took a step back and dodged Zhou Chen's sword stabbing his eyes.

Rumble!

Those who watched were all in an uproar, the first sword forced you Silke into this way, what about the second sword? Could it really be that he could kill Silke with three swords?

"First sword." Zhou Chen stood with his sword in his hand, looked at Silke coldly, and said, "Look at it, the second sword." ”

After saying that, the sword in his hand was swung violently, Silke tightened the sword in his hand, looked at the sword coming straight to him with a pair of eyes, and shouted loudly: "Open it for me." ”

The two swords struck each other, and he was about to run backwards in shock, but at this time, the sword in Zhou Chen's hand slashed back, directly on Silke's neck, although the sword did not open, but Zhou Chen's strength was very large, and this sword only heard a click from Silke's neck.

As soon as his head was deflected, he was directly split by Zhou Chen's sword, and the blood in his mouth spurted out a bloody arrow, and the whole person fell to the ground with a thud.

"Wow!" The crowd in a circle around suddenly exclaimed, this person said that three swords are three swords, and sure enough, he beheaded this Silk, and his eyes when he looked at Zhou Chen also changed, and his enthusiasm also became frightened.

"Good!" Rosk Belle laughed, but his tone was extremely cold, and said: "Mr. Zhou, since you killed me this proud thing, thank you so much, he often tells me that he is the world's number one sword master, and now it seems that you are the real number one sword master." ”

"yes!" Zhu Xi, who was standing behind Rothkerbell, interjected: "Before, this bastard told me that he was the first sword master in this world. When he said this, his eyes rolled and he said, "Mr. Zhou is so powerful, how about you compete with Spolai?" ”

The people below whispered again, and someone who had not heard of this Spole asked his friend, "Is this man even more powerful than that Silke?" ”

"Hehe, you'll find out later." Such conversations fluctuated with each other, which made Zhou Chen scold in his heart, grandma's bastards did a game early in the morning, found a lot of masters to duel, and wanted to play themselves to death.

With a flicker of eyes, how could he let them get it?