The personal security of the beautiful president

afternoon.

Ding Zhe, who was full of energy, suddenly opened his eyes.

Then he stood up and walked out of this antique box.

Outside the door, Jin Qiaoru, who had been kneeling there holding the sword, was dozing off.

Seeing Ding Zhe appear, she hurriedly got up and said in a pleading tone: "Mr. Ding, grandpa asked me to accompany you to the first sword in Hanjing Mansion."

Ding Zhe frowned.

Afterwards, he understood that Jin Wannian was using this method to tie himself to Long Guo.

Then let him go.

Thinking of this, Ding Zhe said calmly: "Follow me..."

After speaking, he strode outside.

And Jin Qiaoru followed Ding Zhe with small steps.

The two of them took the extended Bentley car arranged by the Jin family to the gate of Li's house, the first sword in Han Jing's mansion.

But at this moment, the Li family is already facing a formidable enemy.

It's not just the nearby blocks that have been emptied out early.

In front of the gate, there were more than 20 swordsmen standing there led by Yin Tianan, the eldest disciple of the first swordsman Li Jaehyung.

Everyone is dressed as a swordsman.

Holding the sword in his hand.

The kendo of the Western Liao Kingdom was deeply influenced by the ancient Dragon Kingdom.

This attire is the must-have makeup for swordsmen when they go out to battle.

As soon as he saw the Jin family's car coming.

The number one sword disciple Yin Tian'an in the lead even drew out his sword directly!

At the same time, the tip of the sword pointed obliquely in the direction of the Bentley: "Please get off the car and give your name!"

"Guests get out of the car and pass their names!"

All the swordsmen also raised their long swords one after another.

Pointing sideways at the Bentley.

The roar shook the sky.

Jin Qiaoru, who was in the co-pilot position in the car, was shocked when she saw it.

As a member of Han Jingfu, she knows that the No. [-] Sword Family is powerful.

They almost ignore anyone.

So don't dare to neglect.

Tell the driver to stop immediately.

After the car was parked, she ran to the back in small steps, opened the door, and bowed to invite Ding Zhe to get out of the car.

But Ding Zhe took a step, got out of the car, and stood there contemptuously to the dozen or so swordsmen in front of him.

See Ding Zhe.

Yin Tian'an moved his sword slowly, pointing at Ding Zhe's nose: "The person who comes has a name, and the first sword will not kill the unknown junior in front of the mansion."

Ding Zhe smiled proudly, turned around and looked at Jin Qiaoru: "Beauty, have you bought my chewing gum?"

"Buy, buy!" Jin Qiaoru was trembling with fright, and hastily handed the sword into one hand, while the other small hand dug and dug under the clothes, took out a pack of chewing gum, and handed it to Ding. Zhe.

The latter took the chewing gum, peeled off the wrapper, put the candy in his mouth, chewed it, and then relaxed his brows.

On his face, he put on that signature smirk again.

Turning around and looking at Yin Tian'an, he said with a smile: "Brother, it's convenient. The purpose of my trip is only your master, the first swordsman Li Zaiheng. You can step back and change the place. Maybe we can drink together, hehe."

Said, and squeezed his eyes.

"presumptuous!"

Yin Tian'an shouted loudly: "Master's name is also what this kind of mountain villager can call at will. You can either draw out your sword and come to fight, or kneel down and beg for mercy!"

Hearing Yin Tianan's words, all the swordsmen around shouted together: "Either draw out your sword and come to fight, or kneel down and beg for mercy."

Done!

Brush brush!

More than a dozen swords were pointed at Ding Zhe's neck.

The nearest sword was less than ten centimeters from Ding Zhe's neck.

Seeing this scene, Jin Qiaoru behind her was scared to death.

If it wasn't for Ding Zhe standing in front of her, she would have knelt down...

And here Ding Zhe sighed, and said to Yin Tian'an in a discussing tone: "To be honest, brother, I really don't want to do this, you guys provoked me first..."

"By the way, when you get to the underworld, remember to put this account on the account of Park Zhenying, the god of war in your country, and the royal family!"

"Fart, how can you trample on the dignity of the god of war and the royal family, kill me!"

"kill!"

Yin Tian'an let out a loud shout and swung his sword.

At the same time, a dozen or so swordsmen around him also waved their swords together.

For a while, the sword light lingered.

During this period, Ding Zhe turned around, grabbed the scabbard of the sword in Jin Qiaoru's hand, pulled it out and waved it casually!

Click!

Accompanied by the sound of metal chirping.

The swords of the dozen or so swordsmen headed by Yin Tianan unexpectedly broke together.

Without waiting for these swordsmen to react.

But here, Ding Zhe took a step forward.

The sword in his hand swept across again!

Click!

Click!

The heads of a dozen swordsmen were chopped off together!

"what!"

"what!"

There were screams one after another!

The bloody aura instantly diffused in front of the first sword gate...

Here, Ding Zhe didn't turn his head back, but stuck his sword back.

It was directly inserted into the scabbard in Jin Qiaoru's hand.

Then he sniffed, walked inside with a wicked look on his face, and said as he walked, "Lee Jae Hyung come out!"

And inside the Li Mansion.

Lee Jae Hyung had a panoramic view of this scene through the surveillance video set up at the gate.

At this moment, he was already furious: "Damn God of War of the Dragon Kingdom, kill my disciple, this hatred is irreconcilable!"

Then, he slapped the table violently.

And a sword placed on the table jumped up directly.

Li Zaiheng grabbed the sword directly, and shouted loudly: "Pass the order, all the disciples of the Li family must gather urgently and swear to kill this beast!"

"Yes!"

A waiter next to him hurried down.

In this case, when Ding Zhe bypassed the screen wall of the Li Mansion.

When walking into the center of the Li Mansion courtyard.

It can already be seen that there are hundreds of swordsmen standing inside the Li Mansion.

Every swordsman held a long sword and looked at Ding Zhe with fierce eyes.

And at the end, and at the same time the most central position.

The tall and tall Lee Jae Hyung stood there holding a sword.

Lee Jae-hyung has a burly figure and has the temperament of an ancient general.

Below the cheeks is a black beard.

There was also a murderous look in his eyes.

Seeing Ding Zhe walk in, Li Zaiheng raised the sword in his hand and said to Ding Zhe: "Boy, we have no grievances in the future, and we have no grievances in the near future. You can kill so many of my disciples out of thin air, which is unbearable!"

"Hehe, each other, when you Xiliao people enter Ninghai, you should think of this day!"

"There is a saying that no snowflake is innocent under an avalanche, and those who kill will always be killed."

Ding Zhe had an evil look on his face.

"Stop talking nonsense, kill me!"

Lee Jae Hyung drew his sword straight away!

"kill!"

All the swordsmen of the Li Mansion also drew their swords at the same time.

For a moment, the flash of sword and shadow of sword rushed to Xiaohan.

During this period, Li Jae-hyung took the lead, passing a phantom across his body to directly kill Ding Zhe.

But here, Ding Zhe turned around calmly and grabbed the sword from Jin Qiaoru's hand.

Just wave back!

It directly split Li Zaiheng, the first sword of Han Jingfu who rushed forward, into two pieces.

In the blood mist, Ding Zhe turned around lightly, and entered among all the swordsmen in Li's residence.

Whoosh whoosh!

Ding Zhe only made three strikes.

After three strikes, more than 50 swordsmen lost their lives permanently.

But here, Ding Zhe has turned around and returned to Jin Qiaoru's side.

Still without looking back, he gently handed the sword back.

A soft sound.

The sword is still in its sheath.

But Ding Zhe looked proudly at the remaining swordsmen and sneered, "If you're still stubborn, I don't mind sending all of you down!"

No one dared to move.

Everyone just looked at Ding Zhe tremblingly.

"Your Majesty!"

Ding Zhe said with a sneer.

card!

All the remaining members of the Li family fell to their knees, not daring to look at Ding Zhe, the murderous god.

But here, Ding Zhe turned his head and glanced at Jin Qiaoru.

The latter didn't even dare to look at Ding Zhe, but hastily lowered his head.

"Go back and take care of my wife." Ding Zhe ordered in a cold tone, "When I've had enough fun, I'm meeting her!"

"Yes!" Jin Qiaoru hurriedly replied respectfully, but did not leave.

"Go!" Ding Zhe said.

Jin Qiaoru still didn't leave but raised her head to look at Ding Zhe, and at the same time raised the sword in her hand: "Mr. Ding, this sword."

"I'm not comfortable with your sword, so give it back to your grandfather!"

Ding Zhe shook his head, then walked over to pick up an ordinary long sword on the ground, and flicked it lightly with his fingers.

Zheng!

The sword made a crisp cry: "I'll just use this one..."

After finishing speaking, Ding Zhe thrust the sword casually into his waist and stood there like a second-rate amateur swordsman.