Urban My Skills Come From The Game

The middle-aged man walked out of a wooden house, looked at the regiments practicing outside, and calmly played with the saber in his hand.

"Boss, what's wrong with you, you don't seem to be in a good mood today. Could it be that people from the Demon Soul Mercenary Corps are here to make trouble?"

A strong man with black hair and black eyes watched Lin Zhantian leave the cabin, playing with the saber in his hand, feeling a little puzzled.

Generally, if there is nothing to do, the leader of the mercenary group named "Gu Ying" will not play with the saber in his hand.

Because he knew that once this saber was pulled out, blood would inevitably be seen.

This is the hero who accompanied Lin Zhantian in creating the "Gu Ying" force. In just ten years, he developed into the top ten mercenary forces in the world by himself.

The people who can be on this small island are all Lin Zhantian's confidantes, and each of them is comparable to the top special forces.

"Xiao Shan, go and call Ying and Huo here. I have something to tell you."

Lin Zhantian asked the man in front of him to call some people, which made Hu very puzzled.

However, seeing Lin Zhantian's calm and stern expression, he didn't say much.

Soon, several people came.

"Boss, are you looking for us? What's the matter? I remember that Demon Soul and the others haven't moved recently."

A man in his thirties, exuding a fiery masculine aura, bowed to Lin Zhantian.

"I'll give you one day to settle your affairs. After one day, follow me to Huaxia!"

Lin Zhantian squatted on the steps of the wooden house, looking at the three people below.

All three of them have black hair and black pupils, one is as strong as a mountain, the other is as light as a phantom, and the other is as violent as a scorching sun.

"Brother-in-law, are we really going back to China? What about Sister Xuetong? Don't protect her?"

Ying, standing in the middle, looked like he was in his thirties, and asked with a puzzled look on his clean face.

As the person in charge of Feng Xuetong's safety, she has become a sworn sister during her long-term contact with Feng Xuetong.

It can be regarded as an appropriate way to make up for the regret that her family was accidentally killed by the Demon Soul Mercenary Group.

"You guys go first, I'll go to the United States and bring Xuetong with me. After being suppressed by the Han family for so many years, Xiaofeng's identity has already surfaced, and the Han family still can't let go of the original resentment."

When Lin Zhantian mentioned Lin Feng's name, guilt flashed across his determined eyes.

For so many years, it was my own failure as a father.

"Boss, Xiaofeng is really still alive? Haha, I knew that the boss's child must be auspicious!"

Xiaohuo laughed happily, and his high-pitched voice attracted the attention of some practitioners around him.

Everyone was happy for Lin Zhantian, although Lin Zhantian was their boss, more like a brother.

These people were all survivors whose family members were mistakenly killed by members of the Demon Soul Mercenary Corps. Lin Zhantian took them in and took care of them like a brother.

So I have also heard the story of Lin Zhantian, and I know that sooner or later, they will go to Huaxia to settle the accounts of the year.

"Go." Lin Zhantian looked at the joyful expressions of everyone, and his starry eyes were full of unfathomable depth.

A plane bound for New York landed, and a mighty man wearing sunglasses descended from it. It was Lin Zhantian.

It well concealed the murderous aura on his body, and did not attract everyone's attention.

In a large office building in New York.

Tianxue Group, the world's top 500 group, was propped up within ten years by a woman who was less than forty years old.

No one knows that this group has grown up in a short period of time because of the help of the Guying Mercenary Group behind it.

On the fiftieth floor, a beautiful young woman sat on the president's chair and stretched lazily, full of an unusually charming power.

There is a strong longing in the eyes, as well as guilt.

Immediately afterwards, a black-robed figure broke into the door and hugged the woman in his arms. The door was closed by two female secretaries.

"Ah! Don't move around. I just came here last week. My affairs here have been arranged. Let's go."

The woman looked at the familiar face in the black robe, with sleepy eyes on her haggard cheeks, obviously she hadn't rested well.

The years have not left traces on the woman's face, but her heart has spent ten years in one night.

"Don't worry, I have some arrangements in the country. After we go back this time, we don't have to be afraid of the Han family anymore. With our current strength, we can compete with it!"

Lin Zhantian lifted off his black robe, revealing his heroic face.

The face has the charm of the vicissitudes of life. This is a face washed by time, and it has a special charm.

"You said, Xiaofeng will hate us for leaving him for so many years? I'm a little afraid that he will remember us."

Feng Xuetong lay on Lin Zhantian's chest worriedly, her willow eyebrows curved, and her red lips parted slightly.

The delicate body in the uniform professional dress was trembling slightly.

Thinking that they have not fulfilled their responsibilities as a parent can not help but panic.

"Maybe." Lin Zhantian looked at the high-rise office buildings outside the transparent glass, he didn't know what he was thinking, and stroked Feng Xuetong's back.

The two went downstairs, and met a blond American man on the first floor.

Only in his twenties, but at this time it was Feng Xuetong who was holding a bouquet of flowers and wanted to be held by Lin Zhantian.

"Who are you! Tong's hand is something you can hold! Let me go quickly."

The blond-haired and blue-eyed man spoke crappy Chinese, knowing that Feng Xuetong was from Huaxia, so he went to learn it on purpose.

Feng Xuetong looked at this chaebol boy in his twenties impatiently.

For a month, almost every day he came to send a bouquet of flowers, regardless of whether Feng Xuetong received it or not.

If it wasn't for the substantial harassment, she would have deposed him long ago.

"Plop!"

The blond-haired and blue-eyed man flew backwards, Feng Xuetong calmly withdrew her fists.

Everyone on the first floor was stunned. This Chinese woman who was originally considered soft and weak by everyone was so domineering.

"In the future, I'll do things like beating people. I'll teach you the martial arts so that you can protect yourself." Lin Zhantian took Feng Xuetong's hand and stroked it gently.

"It's not because I'm afraid that you'll be jealous, I shouldn't be able to do it now." Feng Xuetong smiled sweetly, her white teeth and bright eyes stared at Lin Zhantian affectionately.

The two left, leaving everyone dumbfounded.

When you get on the plane and land again, you are stepping on the land of China that has been away for nearly twenty years!

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