The Strongest Soldier in the City

"We must not let him leave here today. Get him!" After condensing for a long time, seeing that Chen* was about to force the bodyguards out of the door, Qiao Chenfeng roared fiercely.

Everything can be put aside for now, but the Qiao family's gate must be held up and cannot be trampled on. Whether or not Chen* can be killed is one thing, but today we must not let him escape unscathed. Let's arrest him first!

After the master spoke, the bodyguards naturally did not hesitate and rushed towards Chen*. Twenty or thirty bodyguards suddenly surrounded him. This scene was shocking enough.

However, Chen* was unmoved. He stood on his feet without moving even an inch, and punched out directly. He saw a fist stopped less than three centimeters in front of his face, because Chen* The fist that arrived first had already hit the opponent's face hard.

With a muffled sound of "Bang!", one person flew out and knocked down three or four people. This was like blowing a battle horn, making the whole scene completely chaotic. Twenty or thirty people were well-trained. The bodyguards surrounded Chen*.

Chen* is like a god of war. Surrounded by twenty or thirty people, he doesn't show any panic. He can't see any brilliant moves when he raises his hands and feet. The only feeling he gives is that he is fast, extremely fast, even if he is dead. Staring, the naked eye cannot follow his figure and movements.

With such a huge disparity in numbers, a fight that should have been without any suspense turned out to be an incredible situation.

Screams and wails were heard one after another in the relatively spacious restaurant, and figures were flying around one after another, smashing into pieces. These were hired by the Qiao Family Gaoxin, and they were all bodyguards with real skills. In Chen*'s It was like a pile of rotten cabbage in front of him, vulnerable.

In less than two minutes, there were people lying on the ground, but Chen* still stood there calmly, with a calm expression, and even his breathing was extremely even. It seemed that such a high-intensity fight was not enough for him. No impact at all.

The atmosphere in the hall was silent, and the air seemed so heavy that it was difficult to breathe!

How can one person be so strong? You must know that these bodyguards are not just some crooked melons. Many of them are fighting masters with a professional background in fighting, some are retired soldiers from the special forces, and many are professional bodyguards who have received professional training.

But such a group of people were defeated at the hands of one person. The defeat was so unsuspicious that people still cannot accept this reality until now!

"Whoosh!" Suddenly, a cold light flew through the air. Chen*'s eyes narrowed, and he quickly turned his head to the side. He saw an extremely sharp small blade passing through the air, and was firmly nailed not far away. On the wall, the force was so strong that the entire blade of the sword was submerged into the wall, leaving only the handle outside.

This scene couldn't help but make Chen* let out a sigh. He knew very well that a person without two brushes at his disposal would not be able to do this at all. Flying knives are easy to practice, but if you want the flying knives to contain such a large secret power, you can't do it. It's extremely difficult.

He turned to look at the door and saw an old man in white training clothes flashing forward. He looked like he was in his fifties or sixties. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, giving people a sense of oppression like a blade.

Behind him, two men followed, one was an old acquaintance of Chen*, Mr. Xu, who suffered a big loss under his hands last time at "Flower City Night", and the other was a man in his forties. A middle-aged man with a gait as steady as a clock and a mountain of composure, one can tell at a glance that he is a practicing master.

"Where are you from, arrogant kid? This is no place for you to run wild!" The leader of the old man put his hands behind his back and shouted coldly. He was not young, but he was full of energy!

Seeing the appearance of these three people, Qiao Chenfeng and others looked overjoyed. Even Qiao Chenmu, who should have been frightened, cheered up and said fiercely: "Mr. Qian, Mr. Xu, and Uncle Gu, hurry up and kill this bastard." Take it, I will cut him into pieces!"

"We must not let him leave the Qiao family!" Qiao Chenfeng also ordered in a cold voice with confidence. The appearance of these three people made his still-frightened heart gradually become more confident.

The Qiao family is undoubtedly full of absolute confidence in these three people, because these three are not ordinary people, they are all masters of terrifying kung fu. The Qiao family spent a lot of money to win them over. .

Needless to say, the so-called Mr. Xu and Uncle Gu, both of them have great skills. They are both existences that seven or eight fighting masters cannot hold tightly. Their external boxing is very powerful and astonishing.

The leader, Mr. Qian, is even more powerful. They don't know exactly how powerful he is, but after all these years, they have never seen Mr. Qian defeated, even Mr. Xu and Uncle Gu. Neither of them could be his match together.

Moreover, his flying knife is even more miraculous! What is very frightening is that at a distance of fifty meters, Qian Lao's instant reaction ability can even dodge bullets.

Looking at the three people who suddenly appeared, Chen* showed a rather interested smile on his face. He could feel that these three people were all powerful, and they were definitely not comparable to ordinary fighting masters and bodyguards.

Needless to say, the old man named Xu was quite accomplished in boxing. As for the other two, they should not be any worse than him.

"Haha, it's interesting. I didn't expect that the Qiao family still hides such a master. It seems that you can stretch your muscles a little today?" Chen* said with a smile. If it were an ordinary person, under the gaze of the three people, I'm afraid he wouldn't have done anything yet. He was already frightened by this momentum, but Chen* was relaxed and at ease.

"Chen*, in front of Mr. Qian, do you still want to get carried away? Do you think you can do whatever you want if you have some skills? Frog in the well, you can't leave Qiao's house today!" Qiao Chenfeng scolded with a sneer.

"What if I walk out?" Chen* asked with a smile. Facing three seemingly powerful masters, Chen* didn't even have a dignified expression. He was so disrespectful...

"You have done evil in Qiao's house and you still want to go out? Idiots say that their dreams are wild. You must pay a heavy price today. I think you should go to hell!" Qiao Chenmus cursed loudly, the wound on his head was still bleeding. The huge humiliation made him want to tear Chen* alive.

"It seems that they have given you a lot of confidence, but I don't know who is living in the dream." Chen* said lightly, shrugging in a pretentious manner, and turned to look at the three people at the door.

"Young man, I don't think you are an ordinary person, but you have done evil things in the Qiao family. It is no longer possible to leave. You can just surrender and I will not embarrass you!" The leader, Qian Lao, said coldly.