The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor

"Brother Wolf, since we found this surname Ye, why don't we do it?"

The man put down his binoculars and asked a tough middle-aged man sitting on the sofa beside him.

Several other stern men in the room also looked at the man at this time.

They are all the top masters of Dijing Baishui Security Company and the most elite group of claws raised by Bai Jiabao. Everyone has an extraordinary history. They include the elite retired from the special forces at the border, as well as the mercenaries who do not wash their hands. There are boxing champions who came out of the underground black boxing field.

Among them, the wolf brother was born in the legendary martial arts sect, and once served in the army's legendary Longya special forces. It is an ancient martial art master who is proficient in modern guns.

They just found Ye Chen yesterday.

Although the energy of the Bai family in Dijing is great, it will be relatively inferior after leaving Dijing.

Therefore, although it took them less than one day to find out that Ye Chen was inseparable from the death of their Bai Family Master Bai Ruiming, it took two or three days to lock Ye Chen’s whereabouts. The city police took a step slower, and waited for Ye Chen to dismiss the police and the dragon team before they came to the door.

Originally, after finding Ye Chen, someone proposed to take Ye Chen directly, but was stopped by the headed wolf brother.

"It's not difficult to win a Ye Chen, but have you thought about the possible consequences?"

"What consequences?"

"We are just sure that this Ye Chen is related to the death of the young master, but does anyone know what role this guy played in the matter of the master's death? What is the relationship with the real murderer?"

Others shook their heads when they heard the words.

"Look, we don't know anything. If Ye Chen was rashly moved, wouldn't he know that he wouldn't play the grass and startle the snake, and alarmed the Laozi Zimojun?"

Like Shengtian police, Ye Chen's relevant information led to the misjudgment of the group of brothers sent by the Bai family. Although they were sure that Ye Chen was related to Bai Ruiming's death, they firmly believed that another person who actually killed Bai Ruiming There are others.

In their eyes, Ye Chen is just a small earthworm that can be crushed to death at any time. The night monster who hides behind Ye Chen's body and kills their young master Bai Ruiming in the Huadu Club is the real big fish.

"What do you mean by Brother Wolf?"

"Look at him for a few days to see if he can pull out the guy who pretends to be the devil and pretend to be a ghost from the clue of him, and then close the net."

...

That night, after daily routine acupuncture treatment, Wang Desheng stopped Ye Chen who was going to leave.

"Ye Xiaoyou, stay here."

"Huh?" Ye Chen looked at Wang Desheng: "Lao Wang, do you still have anything?"

After a few days of contact, Ye Chen and Wang Desheng both felt that they had some tempers with each other, so they had formed a year-old relationship, and their names changed accordingly.Without the previous courtesy, a little more familiarity and closeness.

The guards around Wang Desheng have also become accustomed to this.

If someone else dares to call their heads like this, they must be a hundred dissatisfied in their hearts, and even have to find an opportunity to teach each other a hard meal.

But Ye Chen was the chief’s life-saving benefactor. Secondly, they had all seen the power of Ye Chen’s horror. Even the general master of the dragon group, Meng Jingang Xu Kaishan, suffered a loss in his hands. The characters are indeed qualified to intersect equally with their heads.

Wang Desheng smiled faintly, and said to the guard captain Lin Haidao: "Xiaohai, let's get things out."

"Yes, Chief."

Lin Hai promised to go to the back room, and took out a long, ancient stone box.

Ye Chen's eyes lit up suddenly, his expression a little excited: "This is..."

"Ye Xiaoyou, this is the ancient sword giant Que I promised you before. It has been taken from Dijing, please accept it."

"Really?"

A flash of joy flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, reaching for the sword box and opening it.

Suddenly, a frosty sensation came out of the air, and a large sword of senhan, who exudes a faint green awn, appeared in front of everyone. Can't help Ji Lingling fight a cold war.

"Good sword!"

Ye Chen's eyes shone brightly and couldn't help but blurt out.

As soon as he reached out, he took the giant Que sword out of the sword box and took it in his hand.

Suddenly, Ye Chen felt that a chill of coldness passed into his body along the palm of the sword handle, and it seemed that he could still feel a spirituality with his own will.

"Sure enough, the sword has become a spirit."

Ye Chen's eyes flashed a thick joy.

But after seeing Wang Desheng's face a little bit paler again, he realized that the Yinsha emitted by the giant Que sword was very stimulating to him. He quickly put the sword back into the stone sword box, closed the lid of the stone box, and closed Ju Que sword closed again.

"Sorry Pharaoh, I was so excited to forget that your body could not stand the stimulation of the cold."

Ye Chen looked sorry.

"It doesn't hinder," Wang Desheng waved his hand and said, "My old bone is not that delicate."

"Anyway, Pharaoh, your body hasn't recovered completely. I still want to avoid this kind of stimulation as much as possible. I won't bother any more here."

Wang Desheng also knew that Ye Chen was most anxious to go back and slowly appreciate this ancient sword, and nodded with a smile: "Then I won't leave you any more."

Ye Chen smiled and said goodbye.

Back in his room, Ye Chen took out the Ju Que sword for the first time, turned off the lights and played with the glory of Xingyue carefully.

The giant Que sword is four feet long. Although it is an ancient ruler, it is more than one meter long when converted into the current unit of measurement. The blade is as thick and thick as the same small door. The texture is hard and thick. The taste of work.

But the whole body overflows with the cold and fierce green mans, which makes people feel like thorns, as if they will be cut by the sharp sword gas as soon as they approach.

The smooth and simple lines on the sword circulate under the light of the starry moonlight, just like with your own life and dance with the light, exuding the natural charm of mystery.

"Ok?"

Ye Chen couldn't help but raise a brow, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Because on these sword patterns, he actually felt the mystery of a avenue of law. If it is not that these lines are obviously integrated with the sword body, they are formed by innate molding, he must think which master of practice is engraved on it. Yes.

"Sure enough, it is a sword."

Ye Chen couldn't help but mutter to himself.

No wonder this giant Que sword can be spiritually born. It has such a congenital foundation, and it has been in the hands of the heroes in history. Is not surprising at all.