Personal Security Of The Beautiful President

"What's the matter?" Young Master Feng looked at Ding Zhe arrogantly: "Don't you understand what I'm saying, I'll let you go."

Ding Zhe shook his head indifferently, "Thunderous people."

"Not bad!" Young Master Feng stepped forward, standing less than one meter away from Ding Zhe.

"Who are you, Master?" Ding Zhe asked proudly.

"My master's name is something you, a low-level warrior, can say casually, I don't know the so-called."

Master Feng shouted: "Today I will punish you on behalf of my master."

After finishing speaking, throwing a fist was like Ding Zhe's cheek.

The speed is as fast as lightning.

It really didn't have to be how weak Ding Zhe showed when he killed the snake, or even a little bit strong.

"Oops, the mask hero will be unlucky."

"Hey, when you encounter thunderous views, even the children of the aristocratic family have to give three points of courtesy, let alone such an unprotected warrior."

"What a pity."

The tourists around shook their heads.

Murong Annie couldn't help holding her small hand, looking at this side worriedly.

Only Zhen Mi looked with excitement.

Here, seeing that Young Master Feng was about to hit Ding Zhe.

Unexpectedly, Ding Zhe's hand suddenly appeared on Young Master Feng's fist between the lightning and the fire.

And just squeezed Feng Gongzi's fist.

I don't know how Ding Zhe acted.

I saw him gently squeeze.

Crunch!

The sound of broken bones came from Feng Gongzi's fist.

"Uh! Ah!" Young Master Feng roared in pain.

Here, Ding Zhe gave it away gently.

Ding Ding Ding.

Young Master Feng went back about twenty steps, staggering, and fell directly to the ground.

There was no suspense in the fight between the two people.

Master Feng was completely defeated in an instant.

Everyone around was stunned.

Li Jiayue's eyes widened even more.

Zhen Mi was a little disappointed, because she felt that the master's strength had not been fully demonstrated.

It's also because Young Master Feng's strength is too weak.

Here, Young Master Feng fell to the ground, feeling that the bones of his right fist had all been broken.

No matter how much I have to rest for a year and a half when I go back.

damn it.

He is a thunderous person.

Thinking of this, Young Master Feng was furious, got up directly, and at the same time drew a soft sword from his waist with his left hand.

Shake gently.

The soft sword pointed straight at Ding Zhe: "Boy, today is either you or I die."

After speaking, Zong's body attacked again.

And in an instant, Master Feng attacked Ding Zhe.

The people around have not had time to see clearly.

Just saw a flash of sword light.

After that, everyone heard a scream from Master Feng.

Blood bursts.

After everything was over, everyone saw that the root of Feng's left arm had been cut off.

The arms are lying on the ground.

As for the software, it was in the hands of the masked man, Ding Zhe.

At this moment, Ding Zhe was looking at the software, and the corner of his mouth behind the mask smiled contemptuously.

After that, Ding Zhe threw the sword on the ground in front of Young Master Feng, and said proudly: "Go back and tell you the master, the reason why Lei Mingguan can continue to incense for decades is not because of his strength, but because of shrinking. With his head shrinking fast, if he is not restraining the door, the day when the thunderous view will be destroyed will be in front of his eyes."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!)

It's a pity that Ding Zhe didn't even look at him, turned around with his hands behind his back, and was about to leave.

At this moment, suddenly there was a loud shout from behind: "The young man, stand still."

This voice is mixed with the lion roar of Buddhism.

The sound waves radiated in all directions with ripples.

Lift up the dust on the ground.

The surrounding passengers retreated.

When the dust fell, everyone saw it. I don't know when, beside Young Master Feng, there appeared a middle-aged man wearing an Armani suit with a ring scar on his head.

At this moment, this middle-aged man is quickly helping Young Master Feng stop bleeding.

Then he looked at Ding Zhe with cold eyes.

The latter stood there, stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, turned and stood silently, looking at the middle-aged man with a ring scar on his head.

The latter is a step forward, and at the same time, he directly raised his palm and announced the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, I have watched thunderously!"

"It's the master!"

"Oh my God!"

"He is the host of Lei Mingguan, the master."

"Nowadays, one of the only remaining masters in the martial arts world is a master."

"Now that the master has appeared here, the mask hero will have a hard time."

That's the moment when the master was reporting his name.

There was a sudden scream of exclamation around.

After that, everyone couldn't help backing again, and looked at the master with extremely horrified eyes.

You know, in the legend, the master of the Grand Master Realm, that is like a bright moon in the sky.

Not to mention the general big family, that is, the cabinet elders of the provinces, the government officials will retreat when they see it.

And there stood such a grandmaster in front of him.

It's simply breathtaking.

So after a babble, the scene fell silent instantly.

Everyone is looking at this side.

After that, the master achieved such an effect after he reported his name. He seemed very satisfied. At this moment, he raised his head and looked at Ding Zhe: "Dare to ask the name of the little friend?"

Ding Zhe hesitated for a moment, and then calmly said: "Next, Jiang Nan Commoner."

Jiang Nan commoner, this is a nickname that Ding Zhe recently remembered, mainly for the convenience of his own actions.

And this is also the first time that this nickname has been reported by him.

"Jiang Nan commoner?"

The master was taken aback.

The people around also shook their heads.

"Have you never heard of this person?"

"It should be a little-known junior."

Similarly, after hearing the words Jiang Nan Commoner, the master shook his head: "Dare to ask who the master is?"

This is the habit of Lei Mingguan. Before taking the shot, he must find out the identity of the other party. If it has a little background, Lei Mingguan will immediately shrink his eggs.

"Haha, there is no master here." Ding Zhe sneered.

His master had already sat on the top of Dragon Bone Mountain.

At this moment, he can say that he has no teacher.

"Ha ha!"

Ding Zhe's answer did not exceed the master's expectation. He smiled indifferently and raised his head to look at Ding Zhe: "The little friend and my disciple have a conflict, and the punishment is slight. I have no opinion below."

"It's just that the little friends hurt others, ruined the name with foul language and thunderous views. This is too old to bear."

While speaking, the master's eyebrows are full of murderous intent.

When the people around saw it, they began to mourn for Ding Zhe.

Offending a grandmaster can imagine that this masked hero is more or less bad.

Some ladies who still have illusions about Ding Zhe even sighed silently, and blamed Ding Zhe for not being strong, offending the thunderous view, and breaking the spring dream in their hearts.

Only Ding Zhe looked at the master proudly with his hands upside down, "What if I can't bear it?"

"It's very simple."

The master said with a sneer: "Tooth for a tooth and an eye for an eye has always been the principle of thunderous view. Since you hurt the kid, don't blame yourself for being ruthless. If you want me to let you go, you can break your arm by yourself, and then kneel. I apologize, I think you might be able to let you go because everyone is a martial artist, otherwise..."

With that said, the master will step forward, and see that look, he will do it himself.

But Ding Zhe smiled indifferently: "Look at what you mean, do you want to seek revenge yourself?"

"good!"

After that, the master nodded: "It's also the principle of thunder that don't spend the night with hatred. I'm unlucky to meet you today."

"Hehe, the principle of thunder view on the left and the principle of thunder view on the right, don't you know that what you are doing today has violated the greatest principle in the world."

Ding Zhe was still very arrogant and turned his hands on his back: "You see thunderously that a catastrophe is imminent."

"Only you?" The master was full of ill-will.

"Yes, just rely on me!"

Ding Zhe smiled, then turned and walked towards a big tree.

There, the three-star God of War Jian Anbang, who had just arrived by land, wore a cloak.

Standing there with his head down, the cloak completely covered his head, making it hard to see his face.

At this moment, Jian Anbang held his hands high, and on it was a long sword wrapped in canvas.

This sword was the red sword left to Ding Zhe in the Forbidden City on the top of Dragon Bone Mountain that day.

After Ding Zhe returned to Ninghai, he kept it secret.

For many hours, he didn't know how to deal with this sword.

In the past two days, Ding Zhe felt that it might be needed, so he asked the eighteen raptors to send the sword by courier.

Because he wanted to protect Murong Anne secretly, he didn't have time to wait for the sword to arrive.

Had to leave Jian Anbang waiting.

At this moment, Jian Anbang has arrived with a sword.

Seeing Ding Zhe coming, Jian Anbang held up the sword while whispering: "Master, your sword."

"Yeah!" Ding Zhe nodded, and then grabbed the sword with one hand and looked at the canvas wrapped around the sword, revealing the shark skin scabbard inside.

He looked around, rubbing the scabbard with his hand.

Yang Tian let out a long sigh, then directly returned his hand and inserted the sword behind his back.

Turning and looking at the master, he took a step back, and stretched out a hand to the master inviting him: "Please, let me see your thunderous view of the genius."

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