Personal Security Of The Beautiful President

Afternoon.

Ding Zhe, who was nurturing his spirit, suddenly opened his eyes.

Then he got up and walked out of this antique box.

And outside the door, Jin Qiaoru, who had been kneeling there holding the sword, was dozing off.

Seeing Ding Zhe appeared, she hurriedly got up and said in a pleading tone: "Mr. Ding, grandpa asked me to accompany you to the first sword of Hanjing Mansion."

Ding Zhe frowned.

After that, he understood that Jin Wannian was using this method to tie himself and Dragon Kingdom together.

Then let him go.

Thinking of this, Ding Zhe said calmly: "Follow me..."

After speaking, he strode outside.

Jin Qiaoru followed Ding Zhe with small steps.

Two people took the extended Bentley arranged by the Jin family to the front door of the Li family, the first sword of Hanjing Mansion.

At this moment, the Li family was already on the verge of an enemy.

Not only the neighbourhoods have been emptied early.

In front of the gate, Yin Tianan, the big disciple of the first sword, Lee Jae Hyung, led more than twenty swordsmen and stood there.

Everyone is dressed as a swordsman.

Holding a sword in his hand.

The kendo of the West Liao Kingdom was deeply influenced by the ancient Dragon Kingdom.

This dress is a must-have makeup look when the swordsman goes out.

As soon as I saw Jin's car coming.

Yin Tianan, the leading disciple of the first sword, drew the sword directly!

At the same time, the tip of the sword pointed obliquely in the direction of the Bentley: "Common name when you get off the car!"

"Common names when you get off the bus!"

All the swordsmen also raised their long swords.

Pointing diagonally at the Bentley.

The roar shook the sky.

Jin Qiaoru, who was in the passenger seat of the car, was taken aback.

As a member of Han Jing's Mansion, she knew that the first sword family was powerful.

They don't even look at anyone.

So I dare not neglect.

Hurry to inform the driver to stop.

After the car stopped, she ran to the back in small steps, opened the door, and bowed to invite Ding Zhe to get out of the car.

But Ding Zhe took a step, got out of the car, and stood there scorned the dozen swordsmen in front of him.

Saw Ding Zhe.

Yin Tianan was slowly moving the sword, pointing to Ding Zhe's nose: "The person who comes by the common name, does not kill the unknown junior in front of the first sword mansion."

Ding Zhe smiled proudly and turned to look at Jin Qiaoru: "Beauty, have you bought my gum?"

"Buy, I bought it!" Jin Qiaoru was trembling with fright, and hurriedly handed the sword into one hand, while the other hand, digging the floor under the clothes, took out a pack of chewing gum, and handed it to Ding. Philosopher.

The latter took the chewing gum, peeled off the sugar wrapper, threw the sugar into his mouth, chewed it, and then stretched his brows.

There was another sneer like the sign on his face.

Turning to look at Yin Tianan with a smile: "Brother, it's easy to do it. The purpose of my trip is just your master, the first sword, Lee Jae-hyung, you should step back and change the location. Maybe we can still drink together, hehe."

He squeezed his eyes as he said.

"presumptuous!"

Yin Tianan burst out: "The name of the master is also something that the mountain villager can call at will. Either pull out your sword and come and fight, or kneel down and beg for mercy!"

Hearing Yin Tianan’s words, all the surrounding swordsmen shouted together: "Either pull out your sword and come and fight, or kneel down and beg for mercy."

Finished!

Swipe it!

In the past ten years, the swords were pointed at Ding Zhe's neck together.

The nearest sword was less than ten centimeters from Ding Zhe's neck.

Seeing this scene, Jin Qiaoru behind him was scared to death.

If Ding Zhe hadn't been blocking in front, she would have knelt down...

And here Ding Zhe sighed, and said to Yin Tianan in a deliberate tone: "To be honest, brother, I really don't want this, you guys messed with me first..."

"By the way, when you go to the underworld, remember to put this account on the accounts of Park Zhenying, the god of war of your country, and the royal family!"

"Fart, how can the dignity of the God of War and the royal family allow you to trample and kill me!"

"kill!"

Yin Tianan shouted and brandished his sword.

At the same time, a dozen swordsmen around him also wielded their swords together.

For a time the sword light lingered.

During this period, only Ding Zhe turned around, grabbed the scabbard of the sword in Jin Qiaoru's hand, and slammed it out and waved it!

Click!

Accompanied by the sound of metal chirping.

The swords of a dozen swordsmen headed by Yin Tianan broke together.

Not waiting for these swordsmen to react.

Here, Ding Zhe is a step forward.

The sword in his hand swept once again!

Click!

Click!

The heads of a dozen swordsmen were chopped off together!

"what!"

"what!"

The sound of screams one after another!

The bloody air instantly diffused in front of the first sword gate...

Here, Ding Zhe thrust his sword back without looking back.

Directly inserted into the scabbard in Jin Qiaoru's hand.

He sniffed, and walked inside with a wicked expression on his face. As he walked, he said, "Lee Jae Hyung, come out!"

And inside the Li Mansion.

Lee Jae-hyung used the surveillance video set up at the gate to get a panoramic view of this scene.

At this moment he was already furious: "Damn the Dragon God of War, kill my disciple, this hatred is not shared!"

Following that, he slapped the table sharply.

And a sword placed on the table jumped up directly.

Li Jaeheng directly grabbed the sword and screamed: "The order goes on, all the disciples of the Li Mansion, assemble urgently and swear to kill this dragon!"

"Yes!"

A waiter by his side hurried off.

In this case, Ding Zhe bypassed the screen wall of Li Mansion.

When I walked into the center of Li's courtyard.

It can already be seen that there are hundreds of swordsmen standing inside Li Mansion.

Each swordsman was holding a long sword and looked at Ding Zhe with a fierce look.

And at the end, it is also the most central location.

Lee Jae-hyung, who was a big horse, stood there holding a sword.

Lee Jae-hyung has a burly stature and has the temperament of an ancient general.

Under the cheeks is a black beard.

Murderous aura was also revealed in his eyes.

Seeing Ding Zhe coming in, Li Jae-hyung raised the sword in his hand and said to Ding Zhe: "Boy, we have no grievances in the distant future, and we have no enmity in the near future. You have killed so many of my disciples out of thin air. It's unbearable!"

"Haha, each other, when you Xiliao people enter Ninghai, you should think of this day!"

"There is a saying that no snowflake is innocent under an avalanche, and every murderer will always kill it."

Ding Zhe looked evil.

"Stop talking nonsense, kill me!"

Lee Jae Hyung drew the sword directly!

"kill!"

All the swordsmen in the Li Mansion also drew their swords at the same time.

For a time, the sword and the sword shadowed, and the anger rushed into the sky.

During this period, Li Zaiheng took the lead, passing a phantom across his body and killing Ding Zhe directly.

But here, Ding Zhe turned around calmly and grabbed the sword from Jin Qiaoru's hand.

Just wave back!

He directly split the first sword of Han Jing Mansion, Li Jae Hyung, into two pieces.

In the bloody mist, Ding Zhe gently turned around and rushed into all the swordsmen in the Li Mansion.

Whoosh whoosh!

Ding Zhe only made three swords.

After three swords, more than fifty swordsmen lost their lives permanently.

And here, Ding Zhe has turned around and returned to Jin Qiaoru's side.

Still gently handed the sword back without looking back.

A soft sound.

The sword is still sheathed.

Ding Zhe looked at the remaining swordsmen proudly and sneered: "If you still don't understand, I don't mind sending all of you away!"

No one dared to act anymore.

Everyone just looked at Ding Zhe tremblingly.

"Kneel down!"

Ding Zhe said with a sneer.

Card!

All the remaining members of the Li Mansion knelt down one after another, not daring to look at the murderous god Ding Zhe.

Here, Ding Zhe turned his head and glanced at Jin Qiaoru.

The latter didn't even dare to look at Ding Zhe, but hurriedly lowered his head.

"You go back and take care of my wife." Ding Zhe said in a cold tone: "When I have enough fun, I am reuniting with her!"

"Yes!" Jin Qiaoru hurriedly replied in a respectful voice, but did not leave.

"Go!" Ding Zhe said.

Jin Qiaoru still didn't leave but raised his head to look at Ding Zhe, and at the same time raised the sword in his hand: "Mr. Ding, this sword."

"I didn't use your sword smoothly. Give it back to your grandpa!"

Ding Zhe shook his head, then walked over to pick up an ordinary long sword on the ground and flicked it lightly with his fingers.

Zheng!

The sword uttered a crisp cry: "I just use this one..."

After speaking, Ding Zhe thrust the sword around his waist casually, standing there like a second-rate amateur swordsman.

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