Daban Airport has become the target of Japanese official supervision.
Security procedures are much stricter than usual.
Carrying an Adidas backpack and wearing Adidas sportswear, Tang Qiuling got off the plane and walked towards the airport exit.
Tang Qiuling is not like ordinary girls who have to carry a lot of things with them when traveling far away. When they come to Japan, they only travel lightly.
After going through the security check, Tang Qiuling just walked out of the airport when she noticed something was wrong with the surrounding atmosphere.
Among the people going in and out, there were actually many people with unusual auras mixed in.
Tang Qiuling practices ancient martial arts, and her senses are several times stronger than before. She can feel the auras emanating from these characters, which is extremely dangerous.
From the cold expressions, vigilant gazes, and murderous steps of these people, it can be judged that each of them must have harvested more than ten lives.
Of course, these people are extremely dangerous to ordinary travelers, but to Tang Qiuling today, they are nothing.
She walked through the crowd as if nothing had happened, preparing to go to the front exit to hail a taxi.
But suddenly, the surrounding air seemed to solidify, and the atmosphere changed!
Tang Qiuling frowned slightly and turned her head to look in a certain direction.
In that direction, a strange-looking Chinese man was sitting on a bench. He lowered his head slightly and placed one hand across the back of the chair. He looked carefree and content, but some people may think that this young man
The man is pretending to be serious.
As Tang Qiuling's eyes turned to this man, the attention of those people with dangerous auras around him were also attracted.
To these unknown people mixed in the crowd, the man sitting on the bench was definitely not pretending to be serious, but was demonstrating and provoking them!
Because this man suddenly released a strong murderous aura, targeting all unknown people present!
With so many mysterious masters present, this Chinese man unleashed murderous intent to challenge everyone. He was so arrogant and arrogant!
"Hey, what the hell are you pretending to be here?" Another short, stocky Chinese man near the bench felt the murderous provocation and immediately couldn't help but get angry.
The short and stocky man was obviously a tough guy. He walked over aggressively and held down the shoulders of the evil man on the bench.
Seeing this scene, Tang Qiuling was not in a hurry to leave the airport, but watched the upcoming battle with interest.
She suspected that the unknown people with dangerous auras around them were probably professional killers who came to Japan to hunt down Chen Xuan for the reward of 50 million US dollars.
Sure enough, when this suspicion emerged in Tang Qiuling's mind, the unknown people watching the theater around him either put their hands behind their waists, put them in the inner pockets of their suits, or put them in their trousers pockets.
This kind of action, anyone who has seen the world and has a keen eye can tell that he is preparing to draw a gun and shoot.
The patrol police team in Daban City also noticed that something was wrong here.
"Boy, do you think I don't know why you came to Daban City? Unfortunately, only I can get the fifty million US dollars! Go back and practice for a few more years!" the short man threatened fiercely, while pressing the evil button
The palm on the strange man's shoulder suddenly became stronger.
However, the evil man still showed no change in his expression, let alone knelt down to beg for mercy due to severe pain.
This surprised the short and stocky man.
His press could break a person's shoulder blade directly. Why are this man's shoulders so hard?
"What are you doing? Stop it!" The captain of the Daban City Patrol Team quickly ran over with a dozen police officers.
The short and stocky man couldn't help but show hesitation and fear.
If he just lets go, he will lose face in front of so many colleagues.
But if he doesn't let go and is surrounded by patrols and interrogated, he may be too late and unable to enter the city to kill the Evil Emperor and collect the $50 million reward.
With only three seconds of weighing time, the stocky man made an immediate decision, whether the $50 million reward was more important!
How can teaching a young colleague a lesson be compared with the supreme honor of killing the Evil Emperor?
Thinking that he could kill the Evil Emperor soon and rise to the third place on the dark list, the moment the short man let go, a trace of pride appeared on his face unconsciously.
"You brat, I won't argue with you for now. I'll come to settle the score with you after I kill the Evil Emperor!"
"Did I let you go?" The evil man on the bench suddenly grabbed the short man's hand that he immediately retracted at an extremely fast speed.
"Ah!" The short, stocky man cried out in pain.
He felt that his palm was almost broken by the evil man's pinch!
"Grass mud horse! Let me go! Do you still want to drag me into the water and be caught and questioned by the patrol?"
"Haha, in front of this Evil Emperor, what do Japan's patrols mean?"
The corner of the evil man's mouth curled up in a teasing arc, and then he slowly stood up, looking down on the audience.
In an instant, the eyes that were originally focused on him were so excited that they burst out with murderous intent!
Even Tang Qiuling couldn't help but move her beautiful eyes slightly.
This man actually calls himself the Evil Emperor?
"Are you the Evil Emperor?" The short, stout man cried out in surprise and pain.
He never expected that the evil emperor, who was ranked third on the legendary secret list, would appear blatantly at Daban Airport and in front of the Japanese patrol team.
This is too lawless!
But this is also very consistent with the image of the evil emperor.
After all, they all call themselves emperors, so it’s impossible not to be crazy!
The short and stocky man finally understood why he didn't break the Xie Yi man's shoulder blade with the press just now.
He is an evil emperor, and if he breaks his bones with just a touch of his thumb, wouldn't it be a joke?
It’s far from worth the $50 million reward!
The professional killers present looked at the evil man and became greedy.
As long as you take the life of the legendary evil emperor in front of you, fifty million US dollars is enough to live a happy life!
Therefore, even if there were so many patrols present, these professional killers would not hesitate to take out their pistols or other weapons, preparing to give the evil man a fatal blow.
The situation gradually became interesting. Tang Qiuling walked to a corner very smartly, wanting to see what the evil man who called himself the Evil Emperor had his intentions and how capable he was.
"Put your hands behind your head and squat down immediately!" the patrol leader ordered in English while running over with an electric baton.
"Evil Emperor, if you don't take the road to heaven, and you dare to come in front of me, I will kill you right now to collect the reward!" The short and sturdy man was willing to risk his life for the sky-high reward.
He shouted loudly and took out a green-lighting saber with his other hand!
It was obvious that the knife was quenched with poison.
But when he saw this saber, the evil man's face was filled with disdain.
"This evil emperor doesn't take a small role like you seriously!"
