2012 Underground City, in the small conference room dedicated to Archbishop Chai Murong.
Chai Murong, with a harmless and bright smile on his face, sat upright in a chair, staring at the big screen on the opposite wall. With his right hand pointing at the orchid, he picked up a piece of silver from the silver plate held by the waiter next to him.
A ripe cherry was stuffed into her little mouth.
A girl was holding a piece of paper and using the same voice as her, she read into the microphone affectionately: "Shang Lige, you are really just a poor guy who shouldn't live in this world! But you
But I always thought that I was indispensable to Chu Yang. Ha, ha, ha, it’s so ridiculous, so ridiculous. You are just a bloodthirsty killing machine that has no father, no mother, and is destined to have no offspring. What qualifications do you have to want Chu Yang?
Does the third prince of our family favor you very much?"
I am just a poor person who cannot have children, a human being, a ghost but not a ghost... In such a weird environment in front of me, listening to these most vicious words in the world, the gun in Shang Lige's trembling left hand,
He fell to the ground with a clatter, and his body swayed immediately. He suddenly screamed and covered his ears with his hands: "Ah! Stop talking, stop talking!"
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After seeing Shang Lige's appearance, Chai Murong chewed the cherry carefully and slowly, raised his white and slender hands, and gave them a gentle squeeze.
Immediately, the girl who said those words into the microphone, after being praised by the bishop, immediately wiped the corners of her mouth with excitement and began to cry even harder.
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"I am a wretch. I am just a wretch who can do nothing but kill."
Shang Lige slowly put down his hands and walked forward with a dull expression.
"If God has to make me choose between you and me now, then I will definitely choose to go back to the years when we were in the Middle East with you, and become a killer who drinks from a big bowl and eats big meat with the fox and the others.
There is no difference between the two of us, because we are inseparable lives! As long as I live for a day, I will not let you feel lonely and pitiful again." Just as Shang Lige staggered past Chu Yang.
When he was next to her, he grabbed her hand and looked at the floor where the tears disappeared without raising his head. His voice was very soft, but with an unprecedented determination: "Sister Jiu'er, believe me."
To Shang Lige, who has rampant inner demons, these words of Chu Yang are like the blazing sun that clears after the snow, and the sudden spring breeze that comes in the harsh winter, making her heart that has turned to ashes rekindle life with a bang.
The sparks reached every nerve ending in her body in an instant, making her eyes suddenly brighten!
There seemed to be a burning fire in Shang Lige's eyes, burning the dullness into a trace of steam and disappearing completely.
Holding Chu Yang's hand very hard, Shang Lige said word for word: "I believe in you forever!"
After Shang Lige said the last word, he raised his right hand slightly, and Chu Yang jumped up from the ground like a poisonous snake escaping from the severe cold, carrying her hopes, her future, everything she owned.
At that time, the black military thorn was still in his hand.
This person is Chu Yang, the real king of killers, Gui Che!
The thorn is a remnant, the king of cold weapons that makes all children tremble in fear, shining with a cold light that despises all life in the world, the banner of death is hunting on the tip of the thorn!
After Chu Yang stood up, he held the Broken Soul Army Thorn high in his left hand, let go of Shang Lige's right hand and hit his chest hard, looking up to the sky and roaring: "Roar!!"
The roar was shrill and long, like a long dragon rising from an ice cave that had been frozen for tens of thousands of years, circling and flying in the passages of the entire underground city, causing a huge echo that resonated for a long time.
"Ah!" Just when Chu Yang's first roar was about to disappear in the long passage, Shang Lige suddenly let out a roar that was not as heroic as a man's, but had the unique sharpness of a woman...
"Not bad, not bad." Hu Mietang, who was sitting on the steps and covering his ears, looked down with approval and nodded gently: "This kid has finally matured a little bit when it comes to dealing with emotional issues. But.
Compared to me, there is still a huge gap."
Ye Chuqing, who was busy covering up the surveillance camera, couldn't help but worry when he heard this: "Old Hu, if you say this, wouldn't it make me even more hopeless?"
"Ninety-nine percent of the hope is that... it still exists." After quickly comforting his 'loved disciple', Hu Mietang touched his chin and thought: It seems that we have to send this girl to Qin Laoqi's place.
After receiving education, I really can't do this emotional stuff.
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Not only has your psychological battle completely failed, but it has also aroused Chu Yang's fighting spirit. It seems that the only way to dilute the bitter consequences of this tactic is with blood.
Jin Xi'er looked up at the large LCD screen on the west wall of the small conference room. When she heard Chu Yang Zhuangruo's crazy roar, it merged with Ye Xiao's sharp scream, and instantly turned into the roar of a piercing steel needle.
After the voice, his expression suddenly changed and he glanced at Chai Murong.
"We can let the Pamir brothers come out."
Although he was very angry, Chai Murong still gave the order with a smile on his face.
She was very confident: from the moment Chu Yang came to the dungeon, his fate had actually been handed into her hands. She had absolute confidence and had dozens of ways to completely destroy Chu Yang's psychology.
So that he can't hold his head up in front of her in this life and the next life!
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The roars and howls finally stopped, and the lingering sounds also faded away.
Chu Yang and Shang Lige stood side by side in the wide corridor, looking at the two men walking out of a secret door.
These are a pair of twin men, about forty years old, with somewhat thin chins raised slightly, giving people a arrogant feeling that "so-and-so is my father".
Looking at the pair of men who walked slowly five meters in front of them before stopping, Chu Yang suddenly smiled and said to Shang Lige in a somewhat hoarse voice: "Jiu'er, do you know who they are?"
Shang Lige shook his head slowly, his silky white hair swaying quietly: "I don't know."
"They must be a pair of slaves."
"How did you tell?"
Chu Yang smiled and said, "Haha, because they are always used to looking up at others, that's why their chins and buttocks are sticking out like this."
Even though Shang Lige had just been brutally fucked by 'Chai Murong', there were still tears of sadness and despair hanging in the corners of his eyes, but after hearing what Chu Yang said, he still couldn't help but smile and softly
He said in a loud voice: "Chu Yang, your mouth is still so wicked."
The Pamir brothers, who thought they were qualified to "see the mortal world" from a bird's eye, heard Chu Yang describe the eighteen warriors in front of the great King Zeus. The "misery" in their hearts was simply beyond words, and they could only endure it.
With overwhelming anger, he pretended to be calm and said: "Ordinary people who show off their words should go to hell, and it will happen very soon!"
Chu Yang rolled his eyes and said angrily: "I am a god, that bullshit Quetzalcoatl. I am destined to live in the gentle land forever in my life, and I will never go where you should go."
"I have long heard that bickering has always been the strength of the Chinese people, and now it seems that it is really the case." After the Pamir brothers said this in unison, they cleverly closed their mouths, and then took out two strange-shaped weapons from behind.
weapons.
Shang Lige frowned slightly: "What is this?"
Chu Yang shook his head: "I don't know, maybe these are two tools for digging manure?"
After hearing that these two ordinary people described the sun and moon wheels in their hands as tools for digging dung, the Pamir brothers shouted in unison: "How dare you be so presumptuous!"
"We are here to fight, not to compete with who has the loudest voice." Chu Yang curled his lips and asked: "What you are holding should be the outer weapon of our ancient Chinese martial arts, the sun and moon wheels, right?"
"You know the goods, but they have nothing to do with you in China." The Pamir brothers shook their right hands slightly, and the sun and moon were shining dazzlingly under the light.
The eldest of the Pamir brothers uses a sun wheel, and ### is a moon wheel. (Hereinafter, the eldest brother will be called a sun wheel, and ### will be called a moon wheel.)
Chu Yang slowly raised the military thorn, licked his lips and asked Shang Lige: "Sister Jiu'er, which one do you want to deal with? Ladies first."
"I know you have a natural affinity for round things, so I'd better deal with that crescent moon." Shang Lige stretched out and already held the three-inch and seven-minute long flying knife in his hand.
Before landing, his feet bounced up like a zombie. He was at low altitude, and the flying knife still stabbed Yuelun's left eye with a roar!
"Why do I like round things..." Chu Yang was stunned for a moment, and then he understood the meaning of Shang Lige's words. He couldn't help but think of round things while holding a military thorn and rubbing his body towards the sun disk.
Aren’t there some things on girls’ bodies that are round? Alas! I didn’t expect Shang Jiuer, who has always been serious, to say such dirty words. Either the world is declining, or she was too stimulated just now.
, What a worry, what a worry...You idiot, you can hide pretty quickly!
Sitting on the steps in the dark, Ye Chuqing looked at the four figures fighting below, clenched her fists tightly and asked: "Old Hu, do you mean that after we come down, we will just sit here and watch others fight?
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Hu Mietang, who was leaning against the wall with an unlit cigarette in his mouth, narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "What do you mean?"
Ye Chuqing immediately said: "Of course I have to go down and help him... Oh my!"
After seeing the sun disk flying close to Chu Yang's head, Ye Chuqing exclaimed. If it weren't for the sound of weapons clashing, the people below would definitely hear it. She was so frightened that she quickly covered her mouth with her hands.
Hu Miedang didn't mind very much, he just sighed and said: "Hey, silly boy, don't look at Chai Murong showing mercy to the guy below, but if we rush to join in the fun, no matter how capable I am, we can't do it."
You can't avoid the twenty-two sniper rifles in the dark. Only a fool would go down there, and I'm not a fool."
"How do you know there are twenty-two sniper rifles secretly there?"
Hu Mietang raised his finger and pointed at his ears, and said with some pride: "Of course they heard and recognized it when they turned on the safety. Not to mention in such an environment with strong echo, even in the wild, San
There are several mosquitoes humming ten meters away, and I can still tell how many there are."