A cold young man with an unassuming appearance broke into this nightclub, which is said to have a very hard backstage but not very public, and was stopped by the black-clothed security guard in the VIP private room area that only accepts regular customers.

In the private room, two bewitching girls wearing only panties and drooping tits are accompanying Zhang Liang to skate, and the remaining girls are swaying and caressing their naked carcasses in the flickering lights, wild and lewd.

The young man who pushed the door open pouted unmoved, turned to leave, and more than a dozen security guards in the nightclub rushed to the VIP private room area, and the young man was already living in the dark corner of the street where no one was aware of it, fiddling with the BlackBerry full-keyboard mobile phone, and sending a text message to report Zhang Liang's movements.

He, the man of Ryuzo.

Responsible for staring at Zhang Liang.

Some people may think that Yang Chen let Zhang Liang go and didn't hurt the killer, which is a huge mistake, and he has lost the true character of the hero, what is the true character of the hero?

Trampling a waste into scum, called the true character of a hero?

What's more, the two of them have a little bit of alumni friendship and fellow villagers on the surface.

Cao Aman can kill the emperor and call himself a lonely widow, and he prefers to be a minister; Song Taizu racked his brains and drank wine to release the military power, and killed him; Yongzheng hated Yao Qisheng to the bone, endured it again and again, and endured it until the other party's death.

Several heroic emperors who have been famous for thousands of years lack the true character of heroes? Not ruthless enough? Definitely not, but it's not worth tarnishing someone's reputation for something.

Yang's Courtyard House.

Yang Chen is worried about another big matter, as for Zhang Liang's insignificant small role, Long San can send someone to deal with it, and he doesn't need to work hard.

In the living room of the suite, Shen Yue, Jin Peipei, and He Bing silently stared at Yang Chen, who was pinching Zhang Jing's letterhead in contemplation, speculating what was happening, which actually made this man with his hands and eyes frown.

"Faith, no problem, right?" Yang Chen turned his head to look at Douglas, who had appeared behind him for a long time.

"Master William has confirmed, this letter is fine." Douglas replied with a solemn expression, "Letter, it's a letter of covenant war, signed at the end, Marshal Saar."

Yang Chen sighed, put away the letter, looked around at Shen Yue, Jin Peipei, and He Bing, and said with a smile: "You continue to talk, I, I have to be busy with my life." ”

"You're busy"

He Bing Jin Peipei hurriedly responded.

Yang Chen stopped the three women from getting up to see each other off, took Douglas out of the house, strolled to the front yard, lit a cigarette, looked up at the starry sky, and listened to Douglas whisper about the deeds and legends of Marssar.

Vampire progenitor.

The most powerful creature in the world.

The father-killing enemies of the two brothers, Byrne and William.

The more he understood the enemy who suddenly popped up, the heavier Yang Chen's mood became.

"Master, in this battle, the two young masters plus me have more than fifty percent chance of winning." Douglas was full of confidence, and the implication was that Yang Chen did not need to be in danger.

Yang Chen shook his head and said, "Not to mention that he threatens me with the safety of his relatives, I will rush to the decisive battle location he chooses, and I must meet him." ”

Lingshan on the outskirts of Beijing.

The location chosen by Marssar.

Although this vampire ancestor also made an appointment with Byrne and William at the same time, he came to him at the top of the Spirit Mountain, how could he admit it.

Douglas wanted to speak and stopped, after this period of time together, he more or less understood the temperament and temperament of this new master, his fighting spirit was tenacious, and he did not admit defeat easily, but this sudden duel was more than auspicious, and the so-called more than fifty percent chance of winning just now was purely casual nonsense.

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On the evening of the 23rd day of the lunar month, northerners are commonly known as Chinese New Year's Eve, restaurants and restaurants are particularly lively, and families go out to celebrate and feel the taste of the New Year in advance.

Yang Chen pushed away many dinners and parties tonight, and sent a group of blessings to his deastated and beloved brothers and brothers, hiding from everyone, accompanied by Douglas, drove out of the city, galloped along National Highway 109, and rushed to Lingshan in the west of Mentougou.

Two hours later, Yang Chen Douglas climbed to the summit of Lingshan Mountain, which is more than 2,000 meters above sea level, the first peak in Beijing, which can be called the top of the capital.

At the top of the mountain, the wind is biting.

Because of the heavy snowfall a few days ago, the top of the mountain was not pitch black, the snow reflected the starlight and moonlight, and ordinary people could also see, let alone Yang Chen and Douglas.

The two of them were half an hour earlier than the agreed time.

Byrne, William, and that Marshal have not yet appeared.

Yang Chen's windbreaker was open, the hunt was shaking, and he didn't feel cold at all, since he opened up the second pulse of Ren Du, coupled with the continuous stimulation of the potential of the arm guard, the various functions of the body continued to increase.

If it goes on like this, it is difficult for him to imagine how strong he will be in ten or eight years, and it should not be a problem to conservatively speculate that he will defeat Tang Zhan.

He sighed, took out the cigarette case, lowered his head and pulled out the cigarette, lit it on the side of his mouth, and just took a puff, two tall and burly men came into view.

One person was full of blonde hair, and the other was full of silver hair, walking side by side, extremely eye-catching, Yang Chen recognized the silver-haired handsome guy as William, no need to ask, the one next to him was Byrne.

"My brother, how are you doing?" William greeted Yang Chen from afar.

"Thanks to you, it's not bad." Yang Chen stared at William Byrne with a smile, these two brothers have very different temperaments, William belongs to the kind of big brother next door that little girls like, handsome, sunny, and charming with a smile, while Byrne is cold and deep, domineering, and quite a king.

Byrne slowly walked up to Yang Chen and said indifferently, "You shouldn't come." ”

The pride of the werewolf leader is on full display.

William rubbed his nose in embarrassment, worried that his brother's arrogance would sting his best friend's pride.

Douglas, who bowed deeply and saluted the two young masters, secretly sweated for Yang Chen, knowing that if Yang Chen did not deal with it properly, even if Young Master William was present, he would inevitably incur the disaster of death.

Yang Chen chuckled, he didn't argue in vain, the werewolf leader has the strength to despise mortals, as for whether he should come tonight, it is too early to draw conclusions, so why care.

"It's all on time, it's good."

The voice of the old man suddenly echoed on the top of the mountain.

Byrne raised his face and stared at the vast night sky, a black shadow slowly descended from a height of 100 meters, it was the topless Marssar, at this moment Marssar's back was more than a pair of bat wings that seemed to be magnified thousands of times, slowly fanning, and landed silently, and the two sides were twenty meters apart.

Yang Chen squinted his eyes and looked at Marshal quietly, and it was no wonder that he had encountered too many strange incidents.

The moment Marssar landed, the thin wings that were at least four meters long contracted rapidly, and they merged with the muscles of his back, leaving no traces.

He looked at the four people who were ready to attack on the other side, three wolves, and a mortal, at most warmed him up, smiled casually, and said, "Just the four of you, it's like death." ”

Byrne sneered, "It's not difficult to kill you." ”

"Then let's do it, and let me see how strong the descendants of Chava Ero are." Marthsal

"Wait, four against one, that's unfair."

Before the abrupt words fell, a man walked into the dueling arena and stood on the side of Marshal .

Yang Chen saw this person clearly, and suddenly smiled, on the way to Lingshan, he and Douglas had noticed that someone was following from afar, and it turned out to be Mitsui Junyi.

It's just that this thing wasn't burned to death, how can it get involved with Marshsar?

"I can't see more bullying than less, no matter what you do tonight, I'm on his side." Mitsui Toshiyi coaxed and coaxed to point at Mars Sal.

Mitsui, who had just reached the top of the mountain, had no idea about tonight's situation, let alone where Mars Sal was sacred.