Personal Security Of The Beautiful President

"Yes!"

All the more than three hundred vampire thugs replied in a sudden.

At the same time, they raised their heads and looked at Ding Zhe with mechanical and bloodthirsty eyes.

I don't know which one will act first.

In an instant, more than three hundred vampire masters activated at the same time.

In the blink of an eye, it was like an overwhelming locust, rushing towards Ding Zhe from all directions.

The picture is almost like the end of the world.

Seeing this scene, both Wang Qingxue and the hostages behind him were terrified.

Some of them have experienced the power of these vampire thugs.

Because some of their bodyguards were killed by these vampire thugs.

And now this Jiang Nan commoner can deal with more than three hundred by one person, can it work?

That Wang Qingxue, originally looking at Ye Chen's admiration, gradually turned into anxiety and worry.

Only the corner of No. 38's mouth overflowed with a cold smile.

He has already thought about it.

After killing this unknown man named Jiang Nan Commoner, he wanted to continue to do what he hadn't done just now.

He even felt that this guy named Jiang Nan Commoner came just right.

Killing some hostages or something is too easy.

Deterrence is not enough.

Killing such a warrior is just right.

Let everyone see the strength of the Witch Doctor Guild.

Thinking of the pride, an evil smile appeared on the corner of No. 38's mouth.

However, although the 38th is beautiful.

However, the bloody display quickly woke him up like a loud slap.

It turned out that at the moment when more than 300 vampire thugs surrounded Jiang Nan Commoner.

boom!

A huge red ball of light, centered on Jiang Nan's commoner, burst open.

Following this, more than three hundred vampire thugs were blown away like raindrops.

During the period, the 38th was surprised to see that Jiang Nan Commoner was holding a red sword in his hand, like a light and shadow warrior, chasing the vampire masters and killing them.

Boom boom boom!

Click!

Click!

Click!

Jiang Nan's commoner is like chopping melons and vegetables, slashing and killing those vampire thugs.

Less than a minute.

More than three hundred vampire thugs, only a pile of limbs left on the ground.

Bloody air filled the entire underground palace.

During this period, Jiang Nan Commoner landed gently, and the red sword in his hand pointed to the 38th.

What is frightening is that more than three hundred vampire thugs were killed in one breath.

There was no blood on Jiang Nan's body.

"How can it be?"

On the 38th, looked at Jiang Nan Commoner in horror.

He never dreamed that more than three hundred vampire thugs would be dealt with by Jiang Nan Commoner in less than a minute.

He was frightened silly, but looked at Jiang Nan Commoner in fear.

Also frightened were Wang Qingxue and the hostages who were taken hostage.

At this moment, the underground palace is quiet.

Only Jiang Nan commoner, holding the sword, walked towards the 38th bit by bit.

And on the 38th, he woke up in an instant.

He understood one thing.

Jiang Nan Commoner can kill more than 300 of his subordinates in one minute, so he is not an opponent either.

Now, it's not the time to think about your great dream.

Is to consider how to save one's own life.

Anyway, the saint Hong Ling from the Witch Doctor Guild Hall and the two great masters were already on the way.

You only need to delay for a while.

Thinking of this, he turned around abruptly and rushed directly to Wang Qingxue who was close at hand.

On the 38th, we plan to use Wang Qingxue as a hostage.

And Wang Qingxue apparently also discovered the intention of the 38th.

She shook her wheelchair subconsciously and planned to retreat.

I don't know, the 38th has already come behind her in an instant.

At the same time, she stretched out her hand and pinched her throat: "Let me go, otherwise, she will die."

"Uh!"

Wang Qingxue instantly felt that she was not breathing well and couldn't help holding her head up.

And the eyes are looking forwardly at Jiang Nan Commoner.

The latter's footsteps did not stop at all, but continued to walk towards the 38th.

"Have you heard, don't go any further, otherwise this woman will be dead!"

No. 38 roared and backed away at the same time.

Keep a distance of seven or eight meters between the two people.

He felt that the distance of seven or eight meters was safe.

"Ha ha!"

Jiang Nan Buyi stopped, but the sword continued to point at No. 38, his body leaning forward slightly, and his voice hoarsely said, "Watch your hand."

"what?"

On the 38th, he was stunned. He didn't understand why Jiang Nan Commoner would say such an endless sentence.

"Because he won't belong to you soon!"

Jiang Nan Commoner sneered.

Following this, a hostage to all the reporters happened, something that the reporter would never forget.

That is, the red sword that had been pinched by Jiang Nan Commoner's hand was actually out of his hand.

Then the sword turned into a red wandering dragon and let out a harsh scream.

hold head high!

Accompanied by a loud noise.

The sword flew directly to No. 38's side.

"Oh my god, sword control."

When she saw this swordsmanship, the 38th was immediately frightened, and her liver and guts were split.

Just kidding, this swordsmanship was not even mastered by the ancestors of the Witch Doctor Guild, but it appeared in the hands of an unknown person.

It's horrible.

He immediately let go of Wang Qingxue. Turn around and run away.

How can I know that the sword has flew past his shoulder!

Click!

A loud noise!

On the 38th, the hand holding Wang Qingxue's throat was directly cut down by the root.

"Ah! Ah!"

On the 38th, blood spurted wildly, making a heart-piercing cry.

And after that, the red sword flew back in the air and flew back.

Click!

The 38th was cut off by the waist.

After the incident, the sword did not return to Jiang Nan Commoner's side.

Everyone saw Jiang Nan's commoner shaking his upper body at the same time, beckoning suddenly, and shouting at the same time: "Come on!"

hold head high!

boom!

The red sword rose to the sky.

Directly hit the ceiling of the underground palace and made a huge hole.

Shattered!

Countless rubble fell from the sky.

Then the sword turned into a ray of light and rushed straight into the sky.

During the period, Jiang Nan Commoner himself jumped out of the hole like a cannonball.

He met his red sword in the air.

The red sword circled in the night sky, automatically returned to his back and returned to the scabbard.

Then Jiang Nan commoner slowly landed on the ground, staring proudly in the sky.

Inside the palace.

All the hostages were surprised to see this picture.

Then Wang Qingxue felt that her whole person was conquered by this great hero, the kind of five-body throwing to the ground.

Everyone looked at each other, and then couldn't help but start pouring outside.

During the period, several reporters even rushed out directly after picking up the camera.

Soon, everyone gathered outside the underground palace.

All the people just stood up.

I saw three figures flashing in the night sky.

At the same time, two thunder-like voices came from all directions: "Damn boy, you dare to kill the people in our witch doctor hall, you are dead!"

It turned out that it was at this moment.

The saint Hong Ling from the Witch Doctor Guild and the two masters finally arrived.

At this moment, the two masters were standing on the two billboards next to the underground palace, glaring at Ding Zhe.

The latter is standing on the open space in the center, and the eyes under the mask are full of murderous auras like substance.

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