If the Song family had not had a strong financial resources and spared no expense to hang their breath with various precious medicinal materials, perhaps the current Song celadon would have died long ago.

"If you can live a few more years, let alone a billion or tens of billions, it doesn't matter if you kill my life!"

Song Hongru burst into tears and burst into tears.

Seventeen years ago, his favorite son was assassinated by a competitor in a car accident because of an important investment project. The couple died on the spot, leaving such a child behind.

But now, even this only seedling is going to let him give him a white-haired man.

"Grandpa, it's okay, celadon is in good health!" The girl smiled sweetly, like a flower blooming.

"Seven days! You can live seven more days!"

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded.

The seemingly ordinary boy stood with his hands behind his back, and his back was like an eternal monument, standing immortally.

"who?"

"impossible!"

The expert who was close to the body protection exclaimed, his face full of surprise and shock.

He is an elite from the super special forces. He successfully passed the graduation assessment of the South American Hunter School and practiced martial arts at the same time. He was less than 30 years old and was already a master of the peak of internal strength.

Not to mention being suddenly approached by a stranger, even if there was a fly ten meters around him, he could immediately find it and clamp it in the air with his fingers.

But now, there is actually a stranger in front of me, and it is only about four meters away from Song Hongru and Song Qingci.

If the other party suddenly attacks at this distance, blood will splash five steps in an instant, Song family will be white!

However, after seeing the appearance of the person coming, he quickly let go of his heart as soon as he raised it.

Just a little brat, you can kill him with no fear.

"Child, this is not a place you can stay. If you don't want to die, get out of here!"

The buzz-headed soldier king scolded coldly.

He walked out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and saw bullets and bullets. He was like walking in the garden, and naturally he would not take a young man seriously.

"Instead of caring about my life or death, it's better to prepare your funeral sooner!"

At this time, Qin Yi had a expressionless face and said coldly.

This scene looks weird and ridiculous. The strong soldier king is scolding a seemingly weak boy.

But the young man was not afraid at all, but instead mocked him in an extremely contemptuous manner.

It felt like the young man looked down on this powerful buzz-headed soldier king at all, like a tiger and wolf despising cats and dogs, full of condescending arrogance.

"What are you talking about? Are you looking for death? I'll give you ten seconds and leave here immediately. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

The Buzzhead Soldier King was stunned for a few seconds, and then his face became fierce.

"well!"

Qin Yi sighed, and his helplessness was deep.

Just as his sigh fell to the ground, the dead leaves piled up on the ground suddenly exploded, and a figure suddenly appeared.

He was dressed in black and black, holding a white Japanese samurai sword in his hand, his eyes were as red as the setting sun, and his aura was astonishing as if in his eyes, all living things were corpses.

Especially the samurai sword in his hand was completely different from the ordinary one. The blade had no edge, but it opened on the back of the knife, as thick as a bone, like a silver-white crescent moon.

"Reverse Blade Knife! What is your relationship with the Kanto Yagyu family in Japan??"

Seeing the weird reverse blade knife, Li Dongren's pupils instantly shrank slightly and his face was as solemn as water.

The Yagyu family, a wealthy family in the Kanto Kendo world in Japan, has been in full swing for more than 300 years, and legendary swordsmen emerge one after another.

Yayoi's ten soldiers, Yayoi's butterfly, Yayoi's Shizhouzhai, is even called "Yayo's Three Heavenly Dogs", a three sword saint, and is in charge of Kanto, at the peak of the sky!

The symbol of this swordsman family is the special reverse blade knife, with the blade facing away, curved like a moon arc,

"Yaosheng's family, Yayoi Kensalo, came to borrow Mr. Song for use."

The swordsman in black walked with his knife, and the hard ground was as fragile as tofu under his feet, sinking step by step, leaving a string of footprints that were half an inch deep.

Crossing the East China Sea, coming alone, the first thing he said was to take away the head of the Song family!

What aspiration is this?

It's like an ancient swordsman, killing one person in ten steps, without leaving a thousand miles away!

With one knife in hand, there is no place in the world that cannot be taken away and no one that cannot be killed!

"Kenzaburo Yayoi? You, you are one of the three heroes of the younger generation of the Yayoi family, Kenzaburo Yayoi?"

Hearing this name, Li Dongren's eyes became more and more serious. He raised his heart high and quietly reached out to touch the gun on his waist.

The three masters of Yagyu, the youngest kendo master in the Japanese kendo world, once performed the terrifying feat of killing the blood slaughter alone with a slaughter of a hundred blood slaughter.

Li Dongren knew that in front of such a genius master, his only hope was that gun.

No matter how high the martial arts are, you can knock it down with one shot!

He believed that even a master of kendo could be killed if he was shot at such a close distance.

"Oh? I didn't expect that in Middle Earth, someone has heard my name. Not bad, so let's do it, you can spare your life."

Kensalo Yagyu spoke fluent Chinese, spoke as jade as he spoke, and was gentle and elegant, and it seemed that he could not tell that he was the legendary "a hundred-kill butcher"!

"Mr. Yanagi, I don't know who asked you to do it. But I hope you can believe that I can give the other party ten times the price. He gives you 100 million, and I will give you 10 billion!"

Song Hongru is worthy of being a wealthy person. His business world has been rising and falling for decades and has long developed a demeanor of being calm in the face of changes.

Even in such a life-and-death crisis, he can calm down and find the best solution.

"Hahaha..." Kensalo Yayoi laughed, "Mr. Song, I advise you not to waste your time. The conditions he gave are absolutely unsatisfactory."

As soon as he finished speaking, the smile on Kensalo Yagyu's face suddenly disappeared, and he raised his hand and slashed it immediately.

Lightning flashed in an instant!

This sword suddenly exploded silently, with murderous intent rolling like a sea of ​​blood.

That kind of momentum and that kind of urgency, let alone a person, maybe even a cow or an elephant can split it apart.

"not good!"

Li Dongren seemed to have undergone thousands of drills and made the fastest reaction almost instantly.

Draw your gun! Aim! Shoot!

A series of actions, like flowing water, was completed in one go, almost a momentary reaction of one second or even half a second.

Bang!

Hearing the sound of the bullet successfully shot, the Buzzhead Soldier King breathed a sigh of relief.

Solved!

No matter how high your kung fu is, you can knock it down with one shot!

No matter how strong you are, can you be stronger than a gun?

No matter how fast your sword technique is, can you be faster than the bullet?

He knew very well that with his shooting skills, especially at such a close distance, as long as he could successfully shoot, the other party would undoubtedly die.

"Don't be afraid, he has been solved by me!"

Li Dongren said confidently.
Chapter completed!