The Personal Crazy Soldiers of the Beautiful President

"It was you who fucking beat my brother?"

The man called "Brother" by the young man with triangular eyes immediately looked at Yang Feng ferociously.

And those triangular eyes are even more sinister.

"Take him!"

"Wow~!"

A group of thugs rushed towards Yang Feng directly, and even the middle-aged man with a fleshy face glanced at Qiu Shuang with a trace of Yingxie in his eyes.

It seems that Qiu Shuang, who has a graceful figure and a beautiful face, is also greedy.

"Garbage-like things are everywhere!"

Yang Feng's eyes turned cold.

"Bold!"

Seeing this group of people wanting to attack unscrupulously, as a police officer, Qiu Shuang, who was dedicated to punishing evil and promoting good, suddenly felt angry that the law was being trampled on.

"Shua~!"

But just when Qiu Shuang was about to make a move, Yang Feng's eyes lit up, and he looked at a flickering figure approaching from a distance by the river, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he gently held Qiu Shuang.

"Whoosh, whoosh~!"

I saw that figure coming like a ghost.

The speed is fast, the wind is fast!
"what!"

Qiu Shuang also turned her head suddenly, sensing a majestic coercion of Qi and blood.

Like a bloody giant python roaring and culling.

This aura alone is stronger than the chief instructor she saw in the military regiment!
At least they are masters with bodies like bows and even muscles and bones in the late stage!

"boom!"

As soon as the black shadow appeared, the bodies of the thirteen men with fierce faces who were rushing towards Yang Feng shook, as if being crushed by an invisible heavy object.

Suddenly fell to the ground!
"Puff puff~!"

The thirteen people staggered almost at the same time, and before their fierce faces had time to panic, they were shocked and fell to the ground.

"Ahh~!"

All of a sudden, 13 people, including the young man with triangular eyes, wailed in pain.

When he saw a woman in a black dress suddenly appearing in front of Yang Feng, led by a group of middle-aged men with fleshy faces, his heart shrank sharply.

The back of a woman made him feel a breath of blood rushing towards his face.

As if this woman turned around and they were all going to die!
"This is, such a strong murderous intent!"

Qiu Shuang was also pale, enveloped by this breath, as if she was in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood!
Such a murderous person has definitely killed many, many people!

At this moment, I also saw clearly the appearance of this person. It turned out to be a Caucasian woman, but she didn't look like an American face!
"king!"

Wu Zhu's eyes were full of light, looking at Yang Feng's eyes full of admiration and awe,

She is one of the ten generals of Yan Luo, a white group from West Banya, her muscles and bones are in the early stage, but because of her own killing intent and her practice of Sistema fighting, she can face three masters with a body like a bow at the same time !

Even the masters in the middle stage of Muscles and Bones Dare to fight!
"king?"

Qiu Shuang was surprised when she heard the words. Wuzhu spoke Spanish, but she clearly knew that it meant 'king'!
Not the surname Wang, but the real king!
"Where are the six ghosts?"

Yang Feng asked.

"Knowing that you are in the New Oriental Group, Boss, after we came to Shenchuan, the six ghosts went to the New Oriental Group to find you, and I came to the hotel where you stayed!"

Wuzhu was very respectful to Yang Feng, but when he heard the wailing of a group of people around him, his face turned cold, "Are these ants going to be killed?"

"Wow~!"

In a word, killing intent rolled out, and the group of young people with triangular eyes suddenly felt suffocating panic.

Even Qiu Shuang's face turned paler.

Practicing Sistema's fighting skills, coupled with Yang Feng's body training skills, and these years of killing, Wu Zhu's body has an evil spirit!
And he has changed the name of 'Wang' to the boss, because Wu Zhu saw Qiu Shuang's reaction, and his own king didn't seem to want to reveal his identity!

"No, it's just a bunch of insignificant little ruffians."

Yang Feng smiled, but while speaking, he looked at the end of the night on the shallow path by the river again.

"Wow~!"

A figure came whistling, not as fast and weird as the previous Wu Zhu, but the momentum was as majestic as a mountain.

"drink!"

The black shadow in the distance jumped in vain, jumping more than 20 meters high.

"Pong!"

After spanning a distance of six to seventy meters, they landed firmly in front of Yang Feng and Qiu Shuang, and stood beside Wuzhu.

"Boss!"

Hei Ying got up, looking at Yang Feng with extremely hot eyes!

He is a black man in punk clothes, more than two meters tall, but because of his burly and strong body, he feels like a big mountain!
Wu Zhu, who used to be a tall and slender Spanish beauty, now looks like a small bird, not enough to grasp.

"Hoo~!"

However, Qiu Shuang felt suffocated, she couldn't breathe because of the black man's aura.

If it wasn't for Yang Feng's presence, Qiu Shuang felt that her energy and blood would stagnate in the face of the aura of these two people!

It might even be the same as the group of people on the ground, who will be shocked to the ground by this imposing coercion!
"Six ghosts."

Yang Feng smiled.

Six ghosts, one of Yama's ten generals.

There are one hundred and eight generals under the Eighteen Heavenly Kings of Ouzhou, all of whom are the mainstays of various forces, and among the aristocratic and powerful families, they are all the strongmen of the town!
All of them are famous in all directions!

"Didn't Wuzhu say that you went to New Oriental Group?" Yang Feng asked.

"Boss, I have been to New Oriental, and there seems to be nothing special except for some spies in the dark." The six ghosts spoke Chinese.

In Yan Luodian, Yang Feng likes to speak Chinese.

"Ah~!"

But with the arrival of the six ghosts, Triangle Eyes and the others crawling on the ground seemed to be squeezed by another force, and their spirits collapsed and let out painful sounds.

"Ok?"

Liu Gui frowned, seeing that there was a hint of sinister in the frightened look in the eyes of the young man with triangular eyes.

"Pong!"

Immediately without hesitation, he kicked the ball and swept the triangle more than ten meters away.

"Wow~!"

Triangle Eye spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and finally fell and rolled over seven or eight meters away.

Life and death are unknown!

The other dozen or so people who screamed suddenly opened their eyes wide and held their breath.

"You, how can you hurt people at will!"

Qiu Shuang was shocked, but with justice in her heart, she mustered up the courage to reprimand the six ghosts!
"Hurt people? His eyes can die a hundred times. I didn't kill him because the boss said, don't hurt the lives of Tang people easily!"

The six ghosts looked at Qiu Shuang, and Qiu Shuang, who was in the late stage of stretching his muscles and bones, was shocked by his sharp eyes.

I felt a terrifying power.

"okay."

As soon as Yang Feng waved his hand, the aura of the five candles and the six ghosts dissipated like a storm, as if they were pressed back into their bodies by an invisible force.

"After you come to Tang country, don't take action lightly, otherwise you won't be troubled. Your task is to protect Zheng Xiaoqiao's safety. Go."

Yang Feng's voice was full of power.

"Yes! Boss!"

Wuzhu and Liugui responded quickly, as if they also knew the depth of the water in Tang Dynasty, they looked at each other and disappeared in the night.

This time the duty is to secretly protect the person the boss wants to protect, Ms Joe!
"Yang, Brother Yang."

Without the terrifying aura of the two of them, Qiu Shuang's complexion slowly recovered, and the blood in her body began to circulate.

Because she is a martial artist, she can clearly feel the strength of this man and woman.

And such two powerful people are so respectful to Yang Feng!

Then what is Yang Feng's identity?
"Qiu Shuang, you can be regarded as a martial artist. Do you know the Eighteen Heavenly Kings? Or the world of martial arts?"

Yang Feng glanced at Qiu Shuang with a smile, and the two continued to walk along the shallow path by the river.

"Eighteen Heavenly Kings?"

"Martial arts world!"

Qiu Shuang's face moved slightly, "I don't know about the Eighteen Heavenly Kings, but I've heard of some in the world of martial arts. Rumor has it that they are all martial arts practitioners, powerful families, superpowers, and even the world where great powers compete for each other!"

"Just like in the movie "The Grandmaster", the world of martial arts originates from life but is higher than life!"

"I also heard the chief instructor talk about the martial arts world, mutants, supernatural beings, Fangwai monks, etc. in the Wujun regiment, but at that time, the realm that had just stretched its muscles and bones could not touch these things."

"Later, I saw a lot of anecdotes in the archives of the public office."

Speaking of the world of martial arts, Qiu Shuang was yearning for it, and couldn't help but continue: "In the Tang Kingdom, there are the most mysterious dragon group, sharp knife, thunder god, and skynet. These are the four mysterious departments in the rumors."

"The rumor is to restrain the strong in the martial arts world!"

"I even heard that there is a list of martial arts masters, top ten weapons, and top ten wealthy families. Are these true?"

Qiu Shuang looked at Yang Feng, and didn't ask about Yang Feng's identity, nor about other things about Yang Feng. To her, as long as she and Yang Feng were friends, nothing else mattered.

On the contrary, I am very curious about the world of martial arts!

"That's right, but the real world of martial arts is more exaggerated and cruel than the one on TV!"

"But also more exciting!"

Yang Feng smiled, and the light in his eyes flashed.

Martial arts world, that is the real arena!