Looking at the dark sea, Shen Yuan couldn't help but sigh.
Miscalculated!
Unexpectedly, Yagyu Hyouhime's status in their family was so low.
It seems that it is another fierce battle.
Bang bang bang!
Shen Yuan fired several shots and hit his head.
After the bullets were fired, he began to fight in close combat.
Shen Yuan shuttled among the crowd, and wherever he passed, everyone fell to the ground.
In one inadvertent move, countless bullets surrounded Yagyu Hyouhime like a sky net.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, rushed forward, hugged her and rolled around on the ground several times.
"Pfft!"
The bullet entered the body and blood poured out.
"Why?"
Yagyu Hyouji looked in shock.
Shen Yuan bandaged his arm casually.
"Baby, stop being stunned. If you die, I will feel bad."
Yagyu Hyouji had a complicated expression and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Unexpectedly, the person who saved her in the end was a man who she had assassinated several times.
Kaka—
The elevator at the end of the corridor opened, and a group of strong men wrapped in steel helmets and iron armor, holding heavy samurai swords in their hands, pressed forward menacingly.
Every time they took a step, the ground shook a little.
"Another tough bunch of guys."
Shen Yuan muttered dissatisfiedly.
At this time, a samurai scimitar was handed over.
Shen Yuan looked over in surprise.
"Take it."
Yagyu Hyouji had a cold face, a little unnatural.
This time, Shen Yuan didn't say anything to tease him. He moved his head and prepared to fight.
DANG DANG DANG!!
Shen Yuan jumped up and slashed at the head of the leading man several times.
The man was unharmed, pinched him with his big hands, and started to fight back.
Oops!
The thick samurai sword flew towards Shen Yuan, and even the air was cut open by the sword energy.
All of Shen Yuan's attacks were neutralized, and he was gradually declining after being beaten.
"Cut his neck!"
Yagyu Hyouhime raised the knife and dropped it, and one person's head fell off.
Shen Yuan spotted the gap and slashed towards his neck with a knife.
Pfft.
The big man's head fell to the ground and his body fell backwards.
After finding their weaknesses, Shen Yuan was able to kill them much more easily.
With the cooperation of Yagyu Hyouhime, more than fifty strong men fell to the ground, bleeding like rivers.
The two high-fived excitedly, as if they had been teammates for many years.
But at this moment, the elevator door opened again, and hundreds of strong men wrapped in steel helmets and iron armor, holding heavy samurai swords in their hands, pressed forward.
This time, their whole bodies were covered with no gaps and were impeccable.
The blood everywhere also awakened the violent factor in Shen Yuan's heart, and he wiped the blood on his face excitedly, eager to try.
"Tap! Tread!"
The narrow passage was filled with the sound of the trampling of cavalry.
"ah!"
At this moment, Liu Shengjun's exclamation came.
I saw a man in guard uniform fighting with him.
Because he had no legs, Yagyu Jun quickly fell into a disadvantage.
"Protect the young master!"
Seeing that the guard was about to land the most fatal blow, the others didn't care anymore and all rushed forward.
When the guard saw this, he held Zhao Ziman's brother and sister in each hand and ran out.
He is very familiar with the terrain here and will disappear soon.
After a brief pause, Shen Yuan also took Yagyu Bingji's hand and ran out with him.
When she reached the door, Yagyu Hyouhime suddenly withdrew her hand and ran inside.
"Are you crazy?"
Shen Yuan stopped her.
"I am from the Yagyu family."
Yagyu Hyouhime seemed to have made a big decision and walked back with firm eyes.
"Forget it, whatever you want!"
Shen Yuan didn't stop him anymore.
Because the guard who took away the Zhao siblings was about to leave!
He strode forward and finally jumped on the car before it sped away.
The guard clutched his chest, gasped in pain, and said nothing more.
"Woo~"
Vehicles were speeding and the surrounding buildings were moving backwards.
After Shen Yuan helped the Zhao siblings treat their wounds, he turned his attention to the guard driving the car again.
He looked in pain and almost lost control of the steering wheel several times.
Shen Yuan flicked his finger and a silver needle shot in.
The driver's expression suddenly changed, his shoulders shook, and he waved his hand.
The carriage was small and Zhao Ziman was next to Shen Yuan. He had no way to avoid it and could only fight back to block it.
"Hey! I'm kind enough to help you with your treatment, why are you still carrying out sneak attacks?"
Shen Yuan's dissatisfied voice stopped the guards from attacking again.
After feeling the changes in my body, I found that the bleeding wound on my chest had indeed improved a lot.
"Thanks."
After a while, the guard finally made an awkward sound.
"My name is Shen Yuan, what's your name?"
Shen Yuan nodded, lying on his seat and asked.
"Xiao Yiming."
The young man responded coldly.
"How did you get into that group of Japanese people?"
Shen Yuan was a little curious.
"I am the young master of the Excalibur Martial Arts School."
"Um?"
Shen Yuan scratched his head, a little confused.
Shenjian Martial Arts School is the largest martial arts force in the East China Sea, and he has heard of it before.
But why did the young host sneak into the Yagyu family?
Xiao Yiming seemed to see Shen Yuan's doubts and continued.
"A few years ago, there was an internal crisis at the Shenjian Martial Arts Hall, and external forces took advantage of it."
"Tshun Yagyu not only robbed the Excalibur Building, but also massacred everyone in my Excalibur Martial Arts School. My father fled desperately and saved me!"
"As for me, I have been lurking there since the Yagyu family had something strange happen."
Xiao Yiming squeezed the steering wheel tightly, with overwhelming hatred in his eyes.
He took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.
"These Japanese people are so hateful!"
Shen Yuan was indignant.
Half an hour later, the car slowly stopped.
Looking outside, several large characters on the door plaque, Donghai Branch of the Martial Arts Alliance, came into view.
"Father, I have brought back the descendants of the God of War."
Xiao Yiming respectfully walked up to a middle-aged man and clasped his hands in fists.
This middle-aged man has a standard Chinese character face and looks very upright.
"Okay! Thank you for your hard work on this trip, go down and rest first!"
The middle-aged man had a rich voice and patted Xiao Yiming's shoulder distressedly.
Xiao Yiming nodded and walked in first.
After he entered, the middle-aged man walked up to Zhao Ziman and his wife.
"Come with me quickly, I will heal you two myself!"
"May I ask you are?"
Zhao Ziman was a little wary and did not move.
She didn't understand the intentions of the middle-aged man in front of her.
"It's my fault! I forgot to introduce myself!" The middle-aged man laughed, "My name is Yue Tiansong, and I am the person in charge of the Donghai Branch of the Martial Arts Alliance."
"When the Yagyu Group came to the East China Sea, I asked Yiming to sneak in. I was afraid that one day."
"Unexpectedly, I happened to save the descendants of the God of War!"
After hearing this, Zhao Ziman's guard disappeared.
Zhao Qiang also looked grateful.
"Thank you, Master Yue, for coming to the rescue."
"Master Yue is so strange, you can just call me Uncle Yue!"
Yue Tiansong laughed.
"Okay Uncle Yue!"
Zhao Ziman smiled and said in unison with Zhao Qiang.
After Zhao Qiang finished speaking, he also followed Xiao Yiming's example and clasped his fists.
Perhaps it was his first time meeting such a big shot, so his mood was a little high.
"Come in and talk! It's not safe outside."
Yue Tiansong smiled and greeted everyone to go inside.
"By the way, I don't know what this young hero's name is?"