It was already evening, and the afterglow of the setting sun dragged the shadow of the man blocking Chen Feiyu's car into a long shadow.
The murderous aura around me seems to be there but not there!
Chen Feiyu opened the car door and walked out, only to see that the other person was a blond Westerner, about forty years old, mature and handsome, wearing a crisp suit, playing with a handful of blue playing cards in his hand, showing his strength
There is only the "middle stage master" state.
Especially on the backs of his hands, there are dozens of vertical lines faintly visible. At a glance, you can tell that the skin of his hands has been cracked dozens of times. It is probably caused by years of practicing kung fu, so his kung fu is definitely excellent.
He was very strange. Chen Feiyu was sure that he had never seen him before.
"Who are you?" Chen Feiyu asked with raised eyebrows, speaking in Chinese. He believed that if the other party did not understand Chinese, they would not go out of their way to stop him.
"My name is Joseph Crow, or you can call me by my Chinese name - Ke Luo." The Western man raised a smile and continued in fluent Chinese with almost no accent: "Allow me to introduce myself.
, I am the president of Zexiang Group Greater China."
"I don't remember having any friendship with your Zexiang Group, what do you want from me?" Chen Feiyu vaguely remembered that Zexiang Group is a large-scale multinational enterprise with very strong assets, ranking among the top 500 companies in the world.
Front.
"I came to you, naturally, to test your quality." Ke Luo's smile became thicker, his aura gradually increased, and he raised the playing cards in his hand: "If you can take the playing cards in my hand,
You have the right to know what I want from you."
"Provoking me is not a wise choice." Chen Feiyu shook his head and smiled, turned around and walked towards the car: "Playing tricks will only make me lose interest, and you are too weak to attack me."
"Stop!" Ke Luo looked annoyed, and with the inner energy in his hand, dozens of playing cards flew towards Chen Feiyu's back, like a goddess scattering flowers!
Under Ke Luo's full exertion, the power of each playing card was much stronger than a bullet, causing waves of strong air-piercing sounds.
Of course, warriors at the "mid-stage master" level cannot yet pose a threat to Chen Feiyu.
"It's a small skill." Chen Feiyu looked scornful, and he didn't see any movement. His whole body was filled with sword energy.
In an instant, dozens of playing cards were shaken by Chen Feiyu's sword intent before they came into contact with him, and flew backwards one after another. Even Ke Luo was injured by Chen Feiyu's sword intent and groaned, "kick, kick, kick!"
He took several steps back, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Ke Luo was horrified. With such strong strength, Chen Feiyu lived up to his reputation.
Suddenly, Chen Feiyu said "Hey", turned around, stretched out his hand in the air, and with a thought, he saw a red card suddenly fly out from the playing cards like a goddess scattering flowers, and flew into Chen Feiyu's hand.
Looking closely, Chen Feiyu saw only a red envelope. After opening it, he discovered that it was an invitation.
Surprisingly, it was Ke Luo who hid the invitation in a pile of playing cards to test Chen Feiyu.
"My master specially ordered me to send an invitation to Mr. Chen, inviting Mr. Chen to go to the direction specified in the invitation in twenty days to compete for the 'Angel's Tears'." Ke Luo stood up straight and wiped the blood from his mouth.
He also spoke a bit politely.
Chen Feiyu's eyes flashed, then he looked at Ke Luo and said calmly: "Who is your master and why did you invite me?"
"Regarding the issue of the ownership of 'Angel's Tears', we have invited famous and powerful people from all over the world to participate. Mr. Chen is the most dazzling star in the Chinese martial arts world and should be included in the invitation. As for my master, I will wait for you to arrive later.
Overseas people will naturally know." Ke Luo spoke impeccably.
"Are there any famous and powerful people in the world?" Chen Feiyu couldn't help but asked curiously: "Who are they?"
"Many of them are known to Mr. Chen, such as Song Xuan, the leader of the Hades Palace, Li Zong of the Wuyun Sect, and Long Jingyun of the Ghost Doctor Sect's Long Family. In the next two days, there will also be invitations from Tianzhu.
The Holy Saint Sharma, Miss Akihara Masako, a disciple of Musashi from Japan, Zen Master Bakui from Southeast Asia, etc., and of course, many powerful people from the Western Vatican."
When Ke Luo said this, a malicious smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Most of these people seem to have a life-and-death feud with Mr. Chen. If Mr. Chen goes there, he will definitely face a siege. If you are not careful,
I will die in a foreign land. I wonder if Mr. Chen still has the courage to go?"
"You speak Chinese well. You even know the idiom 'die in a foreign land'." Chen Feiyu sneered, put the invitation away, and said: "Go back and tell your master that I, Chen Feiyu, accepted the invitation and asked him to put it away."
Angel's tears are ready and waiting for me to pick them up."
"If you are brave enough, I will welcome Mr. Chen overseas. Say goodbye." After Ke Luo finished speaking, a contemptuous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth as he turned to leave.
Obviously, he believed that Chen Feiyu was overestimating his ability and throwing himself into a trap when he went overseas. When faced with the siege of many powerful men, he would definitely die!
Chen Feiyu has sharp eyes, how could he not know that he was underestimated by Ke Luo?
But after all, Ke Luo is just a small person who comes to send invitations, so Chen Feiyu will naturally not care about him.
After Ke Luo left, Chen Feiyu got back into the car and continued to drive to the suburban villa, thinking to himself.
"People from the Hades, the Long Family, the Western Holy See, and the Tianzhu Sect will all go to fight for the 'Angel's Tears'. One Long Jingyun is enough for me, and Song Xuan from the Hades will definitely go with Ma Qi who has been successfully refined.
In addition, overseas is the headquarters of the Western Holy See. It is said that the Pope is the most powerful person in the Western Holy See, and his strength should have reached the "half-step innate" level at the lowest level.
When the time comes to face so many strong men, how can I steal the ‘Angel’s Tears’ and return to China with my life intact?”
Although Chen Feiyu has always been smart and witty, he can't help but find himself in trouble now.
There is no other reason. In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy and conspiracy pale as paper.
And what Chen Feiyu has to face when he goes overseas is absolute strength. No matter how hard Chen Feiyu tries, he can't come up with a suitable strategy to deal with it.
"According to what Ke Luo said, the Wuyun Sect is also among those invited. It seems that I should go to the Wuyun Sect. With the help of Sect Master Li and even Tantai Yuchen, I have a chance to win the 'Angel's Tears'
It will be much bigger.”
When Chen Feiyu thought of this, the pressure in his heart eased a little.
The next day, Chen Feiyu originally planned to go to Wuyun Sect to discuss going overseas with Sect Leader Li, but an accident happened. Chen Feiyu had no choice but to stay in Yanjing for two more days.