The Strongest Soldier in the City

After Wang Jinbiao finished speaking, he could clearly feel the extremely terrifying murderous intent spreading crazily in the carriage.

The temperature seemed to have dropped to freezing point, as if the air was about to freeze with frost, making people shiver constantly.

Chen Liuhe's face was as gloomy as dead water, and there seemed to be corpses floating in his eyes, as scary as a demon.

The arrival of powerful men from the Taishang family in Yanxia caused great chaos in the south. The forces belonging to Chen Liuhe's side had been compressed into Yanjing and could not even step out.

Countless people lost their lives because of this shock.

The Dragon Palace suffered extremely heavy losses, losing a large number of masters, severely weakening their vitality, and suffered heavy setbacks.

Du Yuefei, Hong Xuanxuan, Su Wanyue, Qin Monong, Wang Jinge and other women who were related to Chen Liuhe were all attacked and injured to varying degrees. They were in danger several times and almost lost their lives.

The most serious ones are Du Yuefei and Hong Xuanxuan. About a month ago, Hong Xuanxuan was attacked and almost lost her life. She was treated in the hospital for seven or eight days before she was out of danger. Now she is still recovering and has not recovered. .

As for Du Yuefei, she is still living in the intensive care unit, and her life or death is unknown.

Hearing these circumstances, Chen Liuhe's eyes burned with blazing anger, and his murderous intent was so strong that it made people's livers and gallbladders burst.

"Go to the hospital!" Chen Liuhe spat out three words without any emotion.

The car sped and rushed to Zuo Anhua's hospital as quickly as possible.

After getting out of the car, Chen Liuhe and his entourage rushed.

Outside the intensive care unit, Chen Liuhe looked through the transparent glass and saw Zuo Anhua lying in the ward with tubes inserted into his body.

The doctor learned that although Zuo Anhua's injury has stabilized, it is not out of danger and is still serious. Whether he can survive is still unknown.

Chen Liuhe's eyes were red and his fists were about to be crushed.

He only has one sentence, and that is to save Zuo Anhua at all costs.

A few minutes later, Chen Liuhe came to the morgue of the hospital. In the freezer where the corpse was placed, he saw Long Xiangdong's body.

It has been more than a week since Long Xiangdong died. Because Chen Liuhe did not come back, no one dared to handle the funeral arrangements for Long Xiangdong, and no one dared to handle Long Xiangdong's body without authorization, so it has been kept here in cold storage. Waiting for Chen Liuhe to return.

At this moment, Chen Liuhe, an iron-blooded man, had wet eyes and shed two lines of tears.

The people standing behind him were all in deep sorrow and did not dare to make a sound.

They all knew how painful Chen Liuhe was feeling at this moment, and it must have caused a huge shock.

Looking down at Long Xiangdong's body, Chen Liuhe didn't say a word. He stood here for half an hour, just watching quietly.

His tears had dried, but the bloodshot eyes were still there.

No one can understand Chen Liuhe's grief at this moment.

It can be said that Long Xiangdong is one of his best brothers, accompanying him through thick and thin and through life and death.

Back then, it was because of him that Long Xiangdong was imprisoned.

Now, because of him, Long Xiangdong lost his young life.

Self-blame, guilt, and anger were intertwined, making Chen Liuhe almost collapse and go crazy.

There was the sound of rushing footsteps, but it was Murong Qingfeng who rushed over. He rushed over as soon as he received the news of Chen Liuhe's return to China.

"Qingfeng, didn't I ask you to take good care of them?" Chen Liuhe didn't look back, his voice was hoarse and low.

"Among these people, you are the calmest, wisest and shrewdest. You should be able to predict the danger. Why did you let him and Hua Zi leave Yanjing?" Chen Liuhe said: "If they don't leave Yanjing, Xiangdong will If he doesn’t die, Huazi won’t end up in the ICU.”

Murong Qingfeng came behind Chen Liuhe without saying a word, but with a look of remorse and sorrow on his face.

He didn't explain anything, because at this time, no amount of explanations were in vain.

It wasn't that he didn't dissuade him, and he tried to dissuade her again and again and strongly opposed it.

But the matters Long Xiangdong had to deal with were too urgent, and with Zuo Anhua accompanying him, he felt that there wouldn't be much of a problem.

No matter how courageous the powerful men of the Taishang family are, they wouldn't dare to attack unscrupulously, right? After all, Zuo Anhua's identity is not simple and cannot be easily touched.

But who would have thought that the people in the Taishang family are so bold...

"Boy, my condolences. What has happened can't be undone. Dead people cannot be resurrected." Nu Xiu spoke and comforted softly. He was the only one present who dared to speak.

"Old man, how many people need to die to calm the anger in my heart?" Chen Liuhe suddenly asked.

"Let them all die." Nu Xiu answered simply.

Chen Liuhe took a deep breath.

"If possible, I would rather exchange my life for Xiangdong's life. The person I would rather die is me." Murong Qingfeng said.

"I don't blame you, I know you must have tried your best." Chen Liuhe said softly.

"Xiangdong, Huazi, and Yaoguang, these three people were imprisoned because of me more than three years ago, so I tried my best to rescue them. I thought I could lead them to glory and let They enjoy endless halo and stand in the most dazzling position and are admired by others.”

Chen Liuhe spoke slowly: "But now, I was wrong, so wrong. Xiangdong is dead, Yaoguang has become a vegetative state, and Huazi is also lying in the ICU with his life and death unknown."

"I harmed them. I overestimated myself. What I brought to them was not glory and status, but disaster and nightmare." Chen Liuhe's face was full of self-deprecation and grief, and his eyes were still red: "Morning Knowing this, it is better to let them stay in prison, at least that way, they can stay alive."

Chen Liuhe closed his eyes in pain, raised his head, and took a deep breath with all his strength.

He slowly pushed the dragon eastward into the cooler.

"Keep Xiangdong's body well. When I finish handling these matters, I will deal with his funeral affairs. I will personally keep vigil for him and bury him personally. I will send my good brother on his last journey." Chen Liuhe's words Tears flashed in the corners of his eyes again.

After saying this, Chen Liuhe turned around and left with a quick stride.

He did not visit Zuo Anhua again, but left the hospital directly.

"Jin Biao." Chen Liuhe shouted expressionlessly.

"Jin Biao is here." Wang Jinbiao was respectful, bowing his head at a forty-five degree angle.

"You know the current situation better than I do, and you can do things more directly than me. I will leave these people to you," Chen Liuhe said.

Wang Jinbiao's body suddenly shook, with a ferocious and excited look on his face.

He knew what these people around Chen Liuhe meant.