Chapter 100: The Monk

In response to Chen Rulong, there were two more gunshots.

A shot in the heart. The second shot was originally aimed at the eyeball, but Chen Rulong dodged sideways, narrowly and dangerously hitting the temple.

Damn, that doesn't work.

At this time, the old lady, who was dozens of kilometers away, was looking at the picture in the surveillance video.

Ye Tingcheng's eyes on the side were full of anxiety, but he forced him to calm down: "Mom, I heard that Chen Rulong's grandfather, Chen Qinghe, was an invincible person in the world in his early years, will we treat his grandson like this...... Cause trouble for the family? ”

The old lady smiled contemptuously, "No matter how strong you are, what can you do." How many of the people who entered the Far North came back alive? ”

Ye Chengcheng was puzzled, "Chen Rulong has no grievances with our Dongfang family, and he has given a treasure like a blood jade unicorn. Even if you don't want him to be your fiancΓ©, you won't be killed. ”

Suddenly, the old lady turned around, and the old owl stared at Ye Tingcheng with dead eyes, "Are you teaching me to do things?" ”

Ye Qingcheng lowered his head, "Don't dare." ”

After a long silence, the old lady said slowly: "Xiao Ye, maybe in your heart, it is my old lady who insists on going her own way and making things difficult for Chen Rulong. ”

"But have you ever wondered why there is such a big commotion, but the head of the family doesn't care?"

"Also, why didn't I stop this before, but today I suddenly stopped it extra resolutely?"

Ye Tingcheng's eyes turned from worry to confusion, "Could it be ...... Was the head of the house suggesting that you do this? ”

The old lady did not speak, but the silence had already given the answer.

She looked at Ye Qingcheng with a complicated expression, "My poor son died too early. After Dongfang Shuo and I die, the Dongfang family will be in charge of you first, and then by Yuanyuan. ”

"No matter who I demolish, I will not demolish it for you. Killing Chen Rulong today was purely out of necessity. ”

"The war situation in the Far North has changed, the Chen family is full of loyalty, and it is about to become a rat that everyone shouts and beats, and whoever has something to do with him will be unlucky."

"Fate has been involved with Chen Rulong, so at this time, we must do it and let Chen Rulong die in our hands!"

"In this way, when the big men liquidate Chen Rulong in the future, they will not find us."

Ye Chengcheng gradually changed from worry to confusion.

Over the years, she thought that she had taken over most of the business of Lao Taijun and the head of the family, Dongfang Shuo, but she did not expect that she had never been exposed to the core level of the family.

At this time, in the monitor, Chen Rulong and Luo Luo had already solved twenty-three snipers, plus killers of different shapes.

Luoluo is fast and has a strong attack, but a weak defense.

Chen Rulong is dressed in copper skin and iron bones, and is responsible for solving snipers, while Luo Luo is responsible for solving large monsters like zombies.

Suddenly, Chen Rulong sensed the danger and reached out to quickly drag Luo Luo behind him.

Bell –

The bullet hit Chen Rulong's chest, and a golden light flashed, absorbing his power.

As the butterfly knife scurried into the dense forest, the last sniper fell from a metasequoia tree more than ten meters high, his neck folded to the back of his head, and he was completely out of breath.

Chen Rulong breathed a sigh of relief and stretched out his thumb towards Luoluo, "Thanks to you, otherwise I would definitely die today!" ”

Under the extreme danger, Luo Luo showed a calmness that he had never had in ordinary times, shook his head lightly and said, "If it wasn't for my brother to save me, I would have been taken away by those bad guys in a car now." ”

At this moment, in the monitoring room of Dongfang's house, the old lady's face was gloomy, and the green tendons of her hand holding the cane burst out.

"That little girl who looks soft and weak turned out to be the former governor of Qingzhou! Damn, I was careless! ”

Ye Tingcheng on the side breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly prayed for Chen Rulong in his heart.

She doesn't understand the 'overall situation' in Lao Taijun's mouth, let alone the war in northern Xinjiang, she just wants to protect Chen Rulong, a young man who looks good, and maintain her daughter's happiness.

In the dense forest, Chen Rulong closed his eyes and sensed carefully, and opened his eyes quickly.

"And four more!"

As he spoke, there was a rustling of footsteps from the depths of the dense forest, and an old man with an ebony staff, a shaved head and a red robe stepped forward, and clasped his hands together at Chen Rulong, "Amitabha." ”

The old monk looks strange, there is no ring scar on his head, but there are dense knife scars, and wherever the exposed position on his neck and arms is exposed, the skin and flesh are rolling and growing hideously, like crawling dense small insects.

Chen Rulong held Luo Luo's shoulder, stabilized his swaying body, and asked in an awe-inspiring voice: "Is Your Excellency here to turn fate, or is it here to ask for my life?" ”

"The world is a purgatory, seven emotions and six desires eat away from the bones and ecstasy, and the old man comes to get out of the sea of suffering for the donor and return to the arms of Shiva."

The old monk bowed to Chen Rulong with his hands folded again, and at this time, Luoluo's butterfly knife was already circling and cutting to the old monk's carotid artery!

Poofβ€”

The blade of the butterfly knife was inserted into it, and the old monk did not dodge or dodge, but reached out to hold the handle of the knife and pulled it down so hard!

Thorn -

The sharp knife slashed through his ribs, directly cutting the entire shoulder blade, the old monk took a small file, put it on his shoulder blade, stabbed it lightly, and suddenly sounded a strange rhythm.

Bai Sensen's bone powder was mixed with blood, and Chen Rulong shuddered when he saw it.

"Is this old thing here to kill people, or is it here to kill itself!?"

"Brother, I think this person is dangerous, more dangerous than any killer we have encountered before!"

Luo Luo's small face was solemn, holding a butterfly knife in his hand, and there was a black air flow on the blade.

From the air flow, Chen Rulong could sense the taste of the origin power in Luo Luo's body.

The butterfly knife flickered and rushed forward, and at the moment when it was about to touch the old monk, a big earthy yellow hand suddenly stretched out from the ground, grabbed the butterfly knife tightly, and immediately grabbed it so hard!