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Chapter 1 The Snow of Chaoge

The night is already dark and the snow is falling heavily.

This is the third heavy snow since the beginning of winter this year. Su Linlin lit a lady's cigarette. The warm breeze in the house was just right. She was wrapped in a beige nightgown, showing her exquisite and graceful curves, and walked slowly to the front of the large bay window of the villa.

, gently exhaled a puff of smoke, and for a while the tobacco aroma mixed with the smell of mint and jasmine filled the whole room.

As she smoked the tobacco, Su Linlin's face was neither sad nor happy. She just kept staring at the heavy snow outside the window, and then her brows were furrowed deeply, and the anger and unwillingness contained in them were also like those outside the window.

The heavy snow is as boundless as ever!

It's late at night and no one sleeps.

But at this moment, in the villa of Wanghai Apartment in Chaoge City, Jiangbei Province, a holy city known as China's No. 1 Music Capital, where countless musicians come to pursue their dreams, Su Linlin was not the only one who couldn't sleep in the huge house.

Similarly, from the large rehearsal room on the left side of the hall behind me, I could still vaguely hear the sound of the piano and the singing of the girls.

Her name is Su Linlin. She is twenty-eight years old. She is naturally beautiful, with fair skin, tall figure, and graceful curves. She is in the most charming youth of a girl. In the large rehearsal room on the first floor, there are four other people at this time.

The two girls sang and danced without slacking off, rehearsing a new song and dance they had learned over and over again.

"Oh, I have to tell these girls to go to bed quickly. Although I have worked hard enough, I don't have any good works. No matter how beautiful the appearance is or how good the dance is, in Chaoge where many outstanding artists have entered the river, Qi

Moon Girl Group still can’t become popular!”

After a cigarette burned out, Su Linlin put out the cigarette butt and turned around to remind the girls to go to bed quickly.

"As for having to endure something or pay some price, then I'll have to face it myself. Who let me be their manager? You just need to welcome the beauty of Chaoge. As for Chaoge,

It’s ugly, let me, sister, face it by myself!”

"No! It's snowing so heavily, why does it seem like there's someone down there?"

The moment Su Linlin was about to turn around, she clearly saw through the large bay window that there seemed to be a pile of things moving in front of the gate of the villa courtyard. When she looked carefully, she saw that the pile of things had turned over and fell from all over the floor.

The true colors were revealed from the snow cover.

This is clearly a person, a person buried in the snow!



In the year 2080 AD, ancient martial arts revived on the earth, and strange people emerged in large numbers all over the world.

The boundless African desert is filled with smoke and dust, and the heat wave is rolling. In this extreme environment, a vigorous figure is running around with an AK47 that has become an antique. Behind him are a dozen desert frames.

The torrent of steel composed of tanks carried the force of thunder and rolled towards his figure!

It's just that although the figure in front looks embarrassed, he can always avoid the crushing of the tank group just right, and even once surpassed the limits of the human body to throw the tank away for a certain distance. Even if it is caught up, it will still be in the tank.

The gap seems to be full of dangers, but it is always easy to do! Especially when chasing and escaping, this figure will always jump from time to time along the way, jumping to the top of a certain tank that is a beat slower than the others, and then three or two times

Open the round cover on the top of this old-fashioned tank, point it at the inside with an AK47, and there will be a blast of fire!

In this African desert, Shen Yuan had a great time fighting, but he was also very distressed. As the best mercenary in the world, he had already mastered ancient martial arts as a young man ten years ago and achieved breakthroughs.

He has surpassed the limits of human beings and completely turned into a humanoid war machine. He can even take a step further to reach the mysterious and mysterious road and achieve the eternal legend of a generation of warrior kings.

It stands to reason that before taking on this mission in Africa, he had already found a perfect place to retreat for the final practice, in order to explore the avenue and reach the legendary realm that warriors of their level dream about. Unfortunately, things went against his wishes.

Before this huge task with a commission of 100 million euros, he came to Africa without hesitation and got involved in a warlord melee.

We are poor and rich in martial arts. In order to explore the avenue, we need to consume countless resources and treasures. One hundred million euros may seem like a lot, but when we actually put it into the auction house to bid for some kind of treasure that enhances the realm of warriors, it is actually still

A drop in the bucket.

Shen Yuan, the top mercenary king, is young and strong. He has already achieved such achievements at the age of twenty-five, but he has already developed a unique maturity and vicissitudes in the bloody storm of the past ten years.

. He has a tall and masculine figure, more than 1.8 meters tall, with a handsome face and sharp edges. He is usually stern and unsmiling, but he only pursues martial arts. Wherever he is, he looks like a cold-faced, resolute and handsome handsome man.

But now the handsome Shen Yuan is very distressed. He thought that after making a lot of money in Africa this time, he could concentrate on practicing in seclusion. However, he did not expect that at the end of the war, he would be submerged in a torrent of steel composed of such old tanks.

.

If you have not heard the Tao, you will remain in the flesh forever.

Shen Yuan is self-aware. Although ancient martial arts are now recovering, once he fails to reach the legendary realm of a warrior, he will never be able to directly use his body to compete with a weapon of war like a tank.

It is still possible to overturn a few high-speed tanks with physical strength alone, but once you encounter a group of tanks like this, using only your physical body to overturn them will soon exhaust your true energy, and you will easily be defeated by these steel giants.

Beast Mo's body and soul disappear.

So he had to run and fight at the same time, and jump on a tank from time to time. In the tank soldier's frightened and desperate eyes, as if he were looking at a monster, he opened the hatch without any hesitation, no matter whether it was locked or not, and fired directly without any explanation.

Make each tank completely misfire.

"Sixteen, fifteen, fourteen, thirteen,..."

This kind of lifting the lid to fight a tank is not very difficult for Shen Yuan, but it is very boring and consumes energy, and it is also extremely dangerous, because if one does not dodge in time, he will be crushed by such a torrent of steel.

So after fighting nearly thirty tanks in a row, even someone as strong as Shen Yuan felt a little tired.

"Who knew that this mission would turn out to be so scummy in the end? You have rescued the hostages, so why do you need these tanks? No, I have to recover my strength. This body is not enough if it does not prove the Tao and enter the legendary realm!"

"Twelve... lie down! Lie down! This is..."

There are eleven left!

The moment he killed the twelfth tank from the bottom, the pupils of Shen Yuan's eyes suddenly dilated, and a sense of crisis arose in his heart, but it was already too late. The space beside him actually distorted out of thin air, and then a figure the size of a basketball appeared.

The black hole rotated at high speed and involuntarily sucked him into it. At the same time, at the last moment, Shen Yuan vaguely saw that tanks were also sucked into it.

All this is Shen Yuan's last memory of the earth...

When he woke up again, there was a biting cold, and mixed with this cold was a refreshing fragrance, which was the smell and voice of a woman.



Su Linlin saw someone buried in the snow under the window, so she put out her cigarette and knocked on the door of the rehearsal room without saying a word. She called out the four girls inside. The five of them came out together and pulled Shen Yuan out of the snowdrift.

They dug him out and dragged him back to the villa together with a lot of effort.

"Sister Linlin, this person is so heavy!"

"It's not light, but it's snowing so hard, so we can't just watch him freeze to death. If he's a normal person, I'm afraid he's a homeless man with low intelligence. If we don't save him, it's really easy for him to freeze to death."

"Then what next?"

"Well, Xiaofang, why don't you go make him a bowl of ginger soup to drive away the cold? It looks like he's really freezing. Let him recover first."

"Let him slow down? This man looks so strong, and the five of us are as hot and beautiful as flowers. What if he gets animalistic and does something to us first? It's scary to think about it!

"

"How about we call the police first!"

"Or call the municipal government and ask the rescue station to take him away."

"Why are you calling the rescue station? He doesn't look like a homeless man in his outfit, but looks like a soldier. Maybe we rescued a soldier brother, and look at it! This soldier brother is actually very handsome! What a man.

!What to do if you get frozen? We should call the emergency number and ask the doctor to come over."

"Move again and again, move again and again..."

Su Linlin was both older and older, thinking about the phone call she had just received today, and then looking at these young girls who did not know that the sinister people had already opened up to them, she sighed in her heart: "Oh, okay, okay, little girl

Fang, go and make him some ginger soup. Don't worry about calling the police. Sun Xue, you don't have to call the municipal government. Ling'er, don't be a nymphomaniac, and there's no need to call the doctor. Your soldier brother seems to be fine, but he's just frozen.

Didn't you see that he was awake? Is he just shivering from the cold? As for Xia Tong, put it first, put it first, you don't practice drums for a while, come on, help me, don't put it on the ground all the time.
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