A bullet pierced the quiet night sky, Yan Zhi dodged sideways, the speed was really comparable to a meteor chasing the moon.
"Zhi, I found the target." The brocade-like little red dragon stood on Yan Zhi's shoulder, with an excited expression on his face, and with a whoosh, Yan Zhi headed straight down to the sea.
For a long time, no one has dared to provoke them both recklessly. Some people are seeking death themselves. If they don't satisfy them, isn't that too disrespectful? Hehe!
"Sijin, please slow down, I can't stand still anymore." Yan Zhi's figure shook twice. Sijin's speed was too fast, and he was a little unstable standing on the red light.
Of the two of them, one has been practicing ancient martial arts since he was a child because of his father who traveled from ancient times and possesses unique skills; the other is a compatible person with dragon genes and is a little dragon girl from birth; if these two people are combined, how can anyone in the world
Are they their opponents?
The brocade-like little red dragon flattened its mouth, slowed down its flying speed, and then with a whoosh, playfully plunged into the sea water, heading towards the submarine hidden in the sea, speeding away like a shooting star chasing the moon.
"Bang!"
In the blink of an eye, a large hole was opened in the submarine by a violent burst of anger.
Such a thick hatch was blown open by a huge external force, and the huge sound shook all the special forces in the submarine to squat there, dumbfounded.
In a piece of red light, a man and a dragon walked in leisurely from the red light.
It's Yan Zhen. He has a pair of unforgettable demonic eyes. His eyebrows are bright and evil, and his eyes are as light as stars. With just one glance of his gaze, those experienced special forces in the submarine can feel
A biting coldness hit my face.
It is said that eyes can best reflect a person's nature. As soon as everyone sees Yan Zhen, they can clearly feel how powerful this person is. He is definitely a master who cannot be offended.
The cold eyes were like a monarch patrolling the territory, arrogant, domineering, indifferent and contemptuous, and the posture was leisurely and intimidating.
That kind of coldness that was born to dominate the world, and that aura that was not angry but powerful, immediately suppressed the momentum of the group of special forces who had gone through various trainings.
He just has that kind of power that shakes people's hearts, making people have to bow their heads, have to surrender at his feet, assume the most humble posture, and look up to him.
"You...you...what kind of monsters are you?"
"You are the monster!"
Sijin hates it most when people call her a monster. These people are clearly pointing their guns at her.
When the soldiers saw Yan Zhi and the talking little red dragon on Yan Zhi's shoulders, they were completely stunned.
"Are you looking for death?" Yan Zhi looked cold, but spoke slowly and calmly. He walked over slowly, his tone extremely arrogant.
His eyes looked arrogantly at these frightened special forces soldiers, as if they were the king of the world, cold and noble.
"You, what on earth are you?"
The group of special forces raised their guns one after another, aiming at Yan Zhi and the brocade-like little red dragon on Yan Zhi's shoulders.
Sijin rubbed Yan Zhi's neck playfully, "Zhi, I'm afraid, they have guns, I'm so scared."
"Don't be afraid, little baby, I will pick out all their fingernails and toenails and take revenge on you." Yan Zhi gently caressed the brocaded little red dragon on his shoulder, his gloomy expression turned soft, and he raised his head again, a look on his face.
The murderous intent is fierce.
"My baby was scared, what do you think I should do?"
There was clearly only one person to favor, but when faced with dozens of special forces armed with heavy guns, his tone was extremely arrogant and contemptuous, and those battle-hardened special forces were all very angry.