Full-time Swordsman

The Chinese compatriots in the United States are undoubtedly the luckiest. They have a guardian angel to protect their safety.

As long as the Chinese come here, they don't have to worry about it anymore, and they can sleep well.

The only drawback is that more and more people gather, and the place is a bit crowded.

But compared to other compatriots who are still living in dire straits in other countries, this is undoubtedly a paradise.

On the rooftop of the embassy, ​​a beautiful woman in green clothes is sitting blankly, looking into the distance, dazed, as if thinking about something.

Below the embassy, ​​the Chinese people are rejoicing after hearing the news that they can return to their country tomorrow.

Even many Chinese people began to sing and dance happily, looking forward to returning home tomorrow, and no longer having to worry about their lives.

But the festive atmosphere below seems a bit out of place with Fang Qingzhu.

She is not a Chinese, so she cannot empathize with these Chinese people. She just treats them as ordinary mortals among the masses, and helps them with the responsibility of saving the dying and healing the wounded.

However, unlike other mortals, Fang Qingzhu admires the bravery and sincerity of these Chinese people, so she is willing to waste her time and stay to protect them.

Moreover, she also met a good friend who is proficient in music among these people.

"Sister Fang, our country's plane will come to pick us up soon! Do you want to go to China with us?"

At this time, a girl walked up to the rooftop and came to Fang Qingzhu with a smile.

Fang Qingzhu pulled his thoughts back, and after seeing the girl, he smiled slightly and declined: "China is your hometown, but not mine. I have other things to do and wait for your people. Let's say goodbye now."

The girl said with some regret: "Okay, Sister Fang, will we have a chance to see each other again in the future?"

"We will meet if we are destined, Ketong." Fang Qingzhu smiled and comforted.

Zhou Ketong sat beside her, looking a little depressed.

Seeing this, Fang Qingzhu comforted her: "You are going back to China, you can pursue the person you like, you should be happy."

Zhou Ketong smiled bitterly, holding her pretty face with both hands, shook her head and sighed: "Although I can go back, there is no chance. I have only met him a few times, and he must have forgotten me long ago."

"How could it be, you are so beautiful and talented, the person you like must also like you."

Zhou Ketong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said: "Sister Fang, you don't know, I have a good sister, she is much better than me, she also likes that person, I have no chance at all."

Fang Qingzhu said in surprise: "Then why don't you two be with him together?"

Zhou Ketong chuckled and said: "Sister Fang, although we in China also have three wives and four concubines, but in It was abolished nearly a hundred years ago. Now, everyone has monogamy. "

Fang Qingzhu disagreed and said, "If the man is ordinary, he is indeed only worthy of having one woman, but if the man is extremely outstanding, I think there is nothing wrong with having three wives and four concubines, as long as those women are willing. "

Zhou Ketong was a little shocked and gave a thumbs up and said, "Sister Fang, your idea is very unique. I am convinced! But even if I agree, my sister may not agree. Even if my sister agrees, my father will never agree. Oh, forget it, let's not talk about this. You are leaving. Let me play a song for you. "

"Then I'm all ears. "

Zhou Ketong took out the prepared guitar, which was a very strange instrument in Fang Qingzhu's eyes before.

When Zhou Ketong played it for the first time, she was impressed by the instrument, especially because Zhou Ketong played it so beautifully.

So during this period of time, Fang Qingzhu would listen to Zhou Ketong playing guitar and singing almost every day.

However, just as Fang Qingzhu was about to enjoy her friend's final solo, a discordant voice sounded from outside the embassy.

Hundreds of uninvited guests descended from the sky and surrounded the embassy.

These people were both white and black. One of them, a blond man, flew forward and came close to Fang Qingzhu below, saying: "Chinese woman, you killed my subordinate Jimmy. Do you know that he is the magician I value most! He is my most capable assistant! He is the deputy commander of my Holy Law Corps! Today I will avenge him!"

Fang Qingzhu looked at Zhou Ketong helplessly and said: "Ketong, I don't understand the bird language he said, so you should translate it."

Zhou Ketong was a little nervous and said: "Sister Fang, these people seem to be from the Holy Law Corps."

"What is the Holy Law Corps?" Fang Qingzhu was puzzled.

Zhou Ketong explained, "I also saw it on the Internet. It is said that many people with abilities in the United States now have formed forces and formed their own lineage.The Holy Law Corps is the most powerful organization in the United States. "

"Their boss, James Bond, has reached the level of a great magician, and his strength is equivalent to that of a Yuanying monk in China. He also has three subordinates at the level of a great magician, and there are many high-level magicians and intermediate magicians. The Holy Law Corps has thousands of masters, and even the president of the United States, oh, that is, the emperor of the United States, has to curry favor with them."

Fang Qingzhu shook his head after hearing this, showing disdain.

"I thought it was something else, a Yuanying monk wants to do whatever he wants? It's really a dead end. Go tell them that I'm in a good mood today and don't want to kill people. Let them get out of here. "

Although Zhou Ketong was a little nervous, she still mustered up the courage to stand up and shouted to James Bond.

James Bond naturally couldn't leave, but became angry and attacked Zhou Ketong directly.

Fang Qingzhu's eyes turned cold, and she raised her jade hand slightly, and a lotus seal fell, and the other hundred men also took action.

In order not to harm innocent people, Fang Qingzhu chose to fly high in the sky to contain these people.

Even if she was alone against a hundred, Fang Qingzhu was not afraid at all. She was a cultivator at the peak of the Incarnation Realm, and these mobs were no match for her.

However, what she didn't expect was that James Bond called far more people than these. His men kept appearing from the horizon.

Apparently, he was extremely angry about the losses he suffered at the hands of Fang Qingzhu several times before, and he said that he would kill Fang Qingzhu to get back at the embassy this time.

James Bond not only called all the masters of the group, but also found a group of modern mercenaries to destroy the embassy and Fang Qingzhu together!

The Chinese compatriots in the embassy have not yet realized that the biggest crisis is coming, and killers holding hot weapons are approaching here quickly.

Zhou Ketong, who was standing on the rooftop, was the first to find something wrong, and hurried back downstairs to notify the consul of the embassy.

"Uncle Qin! It's bad!"

"What's going on?"

Bang!

Qin Jin had just finished speaking when a bullet suddenly shot from the window outside, piercing his chest. Qin Jin's eyes blurred and he fell directly into a pool of blood.

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First update~