Chapter 64: The Tree Wants to Be Quiet and the Wind Doesn't Stop
"Brother Wolf, since we have found this surnamed Ye, why don't we do it yet?"
The man put down his binoculars and asked a middle-aged man with a strong temperament sitting on the sofa next to him.
Several of the other men in the room were also looking at the man at this time.
They are all the top masters of the Dijing Baishui Security Company, and they are also the most elite minions raised by the Bai family, each of them has extraordinary backgrounds, including retired elites in the border special forces, mercenary masters who wash their hands, and boxing champions who have been killed from the underground black boxing arena.
Among them, Brother Wolf was born in the legendary martial arts sect, and served in the legendary Dragon Tooth Special Forces in the army, and is an ancient martial arts master who is proficient in modern firearms and tactics.
They had just found Ye Chen yesterday.
Although the Bai family's energy in the imperial capital is great, it is relatively inferior when it comes out of the imperial capital.
Therefore, although it only took them less than a day to find out that Ye Chen was inseparable from the death of their Bai family's young master Bai Ruiming, it took two or three days to specifically lock down Ye Chen's whereabouts, which was one step slower than the Shengtian City police.
Originally, after finding Ye Chen, someone proposed to capture Ye Chen directly, but he was stopped by Brother Wolf led by him.
"It's not difficult to take down a Ye Chen, but have you thought about the possible consequences of this?"
"What consequences?"
"We're just confirming that this Ye Chen is related to the young master's death, but does anyone know what kind of role this guy played in the young master's death, and what kind of relationship does it have with the real murderer?"
The others shook their heads.
"You see, we don't know anything, if we rashly move Ye Chen, do you know if we will startle the snake and alarm that the Night Demon Lord?"
Like the Shengtian police, Ye Chen's relevant information made the group of people sent by the Bai family, Brother Wolf, also misjudged, although they were sure that Ye Chen was related to Bai Ruiming's death, they firmly believed that there was someone else who really killed Bai Ruiming.
In their eyes, Ye Chen was just a small earthworm that could be crushed to death at any time, and the Night Demon Lord hidden behind Ye Chen's body who killed their young master Bai Ruiming in the Huadu Club was the real big fish.
"What do you mean, Brother Yiwolf?"
"Observe him for a few days, see if you can get the ghost guy who calls himself the Night Demon Lord out of his clues, and then close the net. ”
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That night, after the daily routine acupuncture treatment, Wang Desheng stopped Ye Chen, who was about to leave.
"Ye Xiaoyou, stay. ”
"Huh?" Ye Chen looked at Wang Desheng: "Old Wang, do you have anything else?"
After a few days of contact, Ye Chen and Wang Desheng felt that they had a temper with each other, so they had formed a year-old friendship, and their names for each other had also changed. Lost the politeness before, a little more familiar and close.
The guards around Wang Desheng are also accustomed to this.
If others dared to call their chief like that, they would definitely be a hundred dissatisfied in their hearts, and they would even have to find an opportunity to teach each other a hard lesson.
But Ye Chen was the chief's savior, and secondly, they had all seen Ye Chen's terrifying strength with their own eyes, and even the general-level master of the dragon group, Fierce King Kong Xu Kaishan, had suffered in his hands, and such a character was indeed qualified to intersect with their leader on an equal footing.
Wang Desheng smiled faintly and said to the guard captain Lin Hai: "Xiaohai, go and take out the things." ”
"Yes, Chief. ”
Lin Hai agreed and went to the back room, and took out a long-shaped, antique stone box from it.
Ye Chen's eyes suddenly lit up, and his expression was a little excited: "This is ......"
"Ye Xiaoyou, this is the ancient sword Juque I promised you before, and I have already taken it from the imperial capital, please laugh and accept it. ”
"Really?"
A flash of joy flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and he reached out to take the sword box and opened it to take a look.
Suddenly, a cold aura came to the face, and a sword that exuded a faint green glow appeared in front of everyone, and the sharp sword qi did not rush to generate itself, and the temperature in the room seemed to drop a few degrees out of thin air, which made people shudder, and couldn't help but shiver.
"Good sword!"
Ye Chen's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but blurt out praise.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, he took the giant sword out of the sword box and held it in his hand.
In an instant, Ye Chen felt a cold aura pass into his body along the palm holding the hilt of the sword, and it seemed that he could faintly feel a spirituality with his own will.
"Sure enough, the sword intent has become a spirit. ”
A thick look of joy flashed in Ye Chen's eyes.
However, seeing that Wang Desheng's face on the side was a little pale, he realized that the yin evil emitted by the giant sword stimulated him strongly, and he hurriedly put the sword back into the stone sword box, closed the lid of the stone box, and re-sealed the giant sword.
"I'm sorry Lao Wang, I forgot that your body can't stand the cold stimulation for a while. ”
Ye Chen said apologetically.
"It's not in the way," Wang Desheng waved his hand and said, "My old bones are not so delicate." ”
"Anyway, Lao Wang, your body hasn't fully recovered, it's better to avoid this kind of stimulation as much as possible, so I won't bother here more. ”
Wang Desheng also knew that Ye Chen was probably in a hurry to go back and slowly appreciate this ancient sword, so he nodded with a smile: "Then I won't keep you more." ”
At that moment, Ye Chen said goodbye with a smile.
Back in his room, Ye Chen took out the giant sword as soon as possible, turned off the light and played carefully with the light of the stars and moon.
The Juque sword is four feet long, although it is an ancient ruler, but it is converted into the current unit of measurement is more than one meter long, the blade is as wide and thick as a small door panel, the texture is hard and thick and blunt, quite a bit of heavy sword without a blade, the taste of great ingenuity.
However, the whole body is overflowing with a cold and fierce green light, which makes people feel like a stab in the body, as if they are about to be cut by the fierce sword qi as soon as they get close.
The smooth and simple lines on the sword body flow under the light of the stars and moonlight, as if it has its own life and dances with the light, exuding a mysterious natural charm.
"Huh?"
Ye Chen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Because on these sword patterns, he actually faintly felt a trace of the mystery of the Great Dao Law, if it weren't for the fact that these lines were obviously formed as a whole with the sword body and formed by nature, he would have thought that this was engraved on it by a cultivator.
"Sure enough, it's a natural sword. ”
Ye Chen couldn't help but muttered to himself with emotion.
No wonder this giant sword can be spiritually self-generated, with such an innate foundation, and through the leadership of those heroes and heroes in history, it has been contaminated with a strong humane luck, of course, the extraordinary blade is comparable, such conditions, it is really not strange to give birth to spirituality.