Chapter 157: The Killing Bureau under Tang Qingzhu
Hearing this, Lin Bei was not moved at all.
Instead, he found a place and sat down.
Then, he reached out and picked up the exquisite tea cup placed in front of Tang Qingzhu's original seat.
Inside, there was still half a cup of tea.
There is still residual heat.
Lin Bei put the teacup under his nose and smelled it.
"The best Dahongpao, this tea is good."
Lin Bei answered the question incorrectly.
"This place is elegant and elegant, making people feel relaxed and happy, and the environment is also good."
Then, Lin Bei raised his eyes, looked at Tang Qingzhu, and said lightly, "The blue cheongsam is ancient and charming, and she has a good figure."
Hearing this, Tang Qingzhu's complexion changed slightly and became even colder.
Lin Bei's compliment about her good figure reminded her of the night when Lin Bei took off her bathrobe in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
Lin Bei is the first person in his life who has seen such beautiful scenery.
"Not bad, not bad, really good."
Lin Beilian said three are good.
Then, he said with some regret, "It's a pity that today, there will be blood here, destroying this elegance."
Tang Qingzhu sneered, "It seems that you are very self-aware!"
Lin Bei shook his head, "You don't understand what kind of existence you are facing, so I forgive your ignorance."
"Yeah?"
Tang Qingzhu's face once again showed a touching coldness.
"Lin Bei, I know you are very skilled, but as the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands. Do you think you can still make it out here today?"
As Tang Qingzhu finished speaking, he snapped his fingers.
Swish, swish, swish!
Immediately, countless strong men in black emerged from all directions, with fierce and powerful aura.
Densely packed.
A quick glance revealed that there were at least one or two hundred people there.
Everyone holds a weapon in their hands.
"I have deployed a total of two hundred people around me. They are all the most elite players in the world. Each one of them can fight one against three, or one against five."
"You can indeed fight, but can you beat so many people?"
Tang Qingzhu sneered again.
"Two hundred elites?" Lin Bei looked around, shook his head, and said lightly, "Not enough. With these two hundred people together, even Ye Cang can't stop him..."
Of course, what Lin Bei said was that he couldn't stop it.
Ye Cang wants to leave, but these two hundred people can't stop him. However, if he fights to the death, with Ye Cang's current strength, they can kill him.
However, more than half of these two hundred elites have to be eliminated.
This is the confidence of the retired soldier king of the Shenlong Special Forces, and even more so, the confidence of the internally powerful warrior.
Tang Qingzhu's pupils shrank slightly.
But, immediately, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again.
She had no real hope that with these two hundred people, she could kill Lin Bei.
These two hundred people were stationed on the outside, and more of them were just to prevent Lin Bei from escaping.
"What now?"
Tang Qingzhu snapped his fingers again.
Suddenly, men in black from all directions separated eight roads.
Then, eight figures came out one after another.
There are Eastern faces and Western faces.
But all of them are powerful and powerful people, exuding a strong evil spirit.
At first glance, one can tell that these people must have had many lives. Some of them even looked like they had been on the battlefield and rolled among the dead.
"Getai. Changping City, the underground boxing champion, has set a historical record of thirty-six consecutive victories, and his subordinates have never survived, and his strength is not inferior to Ye Cang..."
Tang Qingzhu pointed at a strong man with bulging muscles and a height of 1.9 meters with a ferocious smile on his face. Then he looked at Lin Bei and said with a half-smile.
"Hudson, the king of mercenaries, countless people died in his hands, and his strength is not inferior to Ye Cang..."
"Yuan Tianming, a mercenary king who went out from the Jiangnan area and has been active on the battlefield in the Middle East, is proficient in firearms, capture, and close combat..."
...
Following Tang Qingzhu’s introduction.
The origins of the eight people are all extraordinary.
But without exception, everyone's strength is not inferior to Ye Cang.
The implication.
Ye Cang can deal with one of them.
That,
What will you do with the remaining seven?
However, Lin Bei glanced at these eight people, his expression still calm, "Just them? It's still not enough."
"Still not enough? Where do you get the confidence?"
Tang Qingzhu sneered, but his pupils shrank slightly again.
Since Lin Bei said this, it must be true.
"These eight people, tied together, are no match for Suzaku even if they are doubled."
Lin Bei said calmly.
"Suzaku?"
Tang Qingzhu's pupils shrank suddenly.
She knew who Suzaku was.
She is the long-legged beauty who has always been with Lin Bei. In terms of figure and appearance, she is not inferior to her and gives people a heroic appearance.
That Suzaku, isn’t Lin Bei’s woman?
She can also fight?
According to what Lin Bei said, the sixteen Ye Cangs together are no match for her?
However, it was a shock.
But soon, Tang Qingzhu calmed down again.
It doesn't matter whether what Lin Bei said is true or whether he is bluffing.
She was fully prepared for today.
How could it be possible? This is the only way!
"Mr. Xiao, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to take action today!"
Immediately, Tang Qingzhu bowed slightly and said respectfully to the unattractive old man who had been standing behind them.
The old man saw this and nodded.
"Then, I have to ask you two to leave this place first to avoid accidental injury."
"Old man, I'm offended!"
After the old man said this, he stretched out his hands and pressed them on the shoulders of Tang Qingzhu and Sun Haochen.
The next moment.
The three of them jumped up.
This place is nearly ten meters away from the shore.
However, the old man took Tang Qingzhu and Sun Haochen with him and just jumped across the lake, landing steadily on the shore.
Hiss~
Suddenly, everyone around him took a deep breath.
Even the soldiers who were invited by Tang Qingzhu at a high price had their pupils shrinking sharply.
Tang Qingzhu and Sun Haochen had obviously seen the old man's methods. Their faces were not very surprised, but they were still shocked.
Likewise, it’s hard to hide my joy.
With Mr. Xiao here, no matter how powerful Lin Bei is, he cannot be his opponent.
After bringing Tang Qingzhu and Sun Haochen back to the shore.
The old man didn't stop at all.
Turn around directly.
However, this time, he did not jump up again.
Instead, ride on the waves.
Take one step forward, step on the lake, and take three consecutive steps to stir up three huge waves.
Before anyone could react, they had already arrived at the Pavilion in the Heart of the Lake.
"Xiao Zhisheng, the old Eight Trigrams Sect, was invited by Miss Tang today to come and take your life!"
"Are you going to commit suicide, or are you going to let me do it?"
Xiao Zhisheng looked at Lin Bei and said lightly.
"Bagua Sect?" Hearing this, Lin Bei couldn't help but bring up a faint smile. "Head of Bagua Sect, Mo Wuji, who are you?"
"Senior Brother, how can you call me Grandmaster?" Xiao Zhisheng's face instantly turned cold.
Any contemporary martial arts master is a mythical figure.
It is a rare existence.
Be respected.
Who dares to call him by his first name?
"Oh......"
Lin Bei sneered.
Looking at Xiao Zhisheng, "Even if it's your senior brother, Mo Wuji, he wouldn't dare to be a little presumptuous in front of me, let alone you!"
As Lin Bei's voice fell.
In the eyes of Tang Qingzhu and others, Xiao Zhisheng had just jumped ten meters and then walked on the waves, showing an almost god-like approach.
Suddenly, his whole body froze, as if he felt the overwhelming power of Mount Tai.
The ground beneath his feet suddenly sank half a minute and shattered into a wire mesh.
Xiao Zhisheng, on the other hand, knelt down involuntarily under the expectant eyes of Tang Qingzhu and others.
It was in sharp contrast to the divine appearance just now.
