The killer bodyguard of the beautiful president

Facing the sneers and taunts from the eight leaders, Mr. Hong didn't take it seriously, nor could he show any signs of anger.

Instead, he calmly took the wine gourd from his waist, took a sip, and said slowly: "The leader of the Dongyang Ninja Organization, Amaterasu, and the leader of the Central European Knights, General Bodie."

"You are the holy leader of the Bright Holy Church in Western Europe, and this should be the leader of the Moro Sect."

"This must be the blood king of the American vampire family, and so on."

Ok?

Now, Lord Esper of Si'e Castle, Loki, the God Lord of the Nordic Rocky Organization, and the leader of the North African Phantom Bishop, are not happy.

After introducing the first few people, when I got to them, it turned into "and so on"?

Who is and, who is and so on!

"Old guy, don't we deserve to be called by names?" The three of them had gloomy faces and a menacing posture.

Mr. Hong didn't care, and said with a smile: "As you get older, you will have less saliva in your mouth, and your mouth will dry out if you talk too much."

my code...

The three of them almost went mad with anger, what is the reason for this?

Do you just look down on the three of them?

"This old guy doesn't seem simple, but he can tell us our identities. He doesn't look like ordinary beggars!" Amaterasu said with a stern expression.

Except for the three guys who were not named by Mr. Hong, who were patronizing and angry, the other leaders were all aware of this.

snort!

Lord Esper snorted coldly, "No matter what his background is, if he dares to despise the Lord like this, he will definitely die!"

"Old man, today is your death day next year! Prepare to die!"

hehehe...

Old Hong laughed out loud, "The last time I heard this was ten years ago."

"The masters of the Eight Great Temples are similar to what you said, but they all rolled back in embarrassment."

"How about this, give me a little face for this bad old man, if you evacuate on your own initiative, I won't make things difficult for you, how about it?"

Ha ha!

Lord Esper laughed angrily, "Made, you old bastard, the loess is almost buried up to your ankles, how dare you brag to us here!"

Ok?

For a while, several other leaders looked at Lord Esper with strange expressions.

"It all depends on what I do? Am I wrong?" Master Esper frowned slightly, his face displeased.

"Lord Esper, remove the word 'feet', wouldn't it be better?"

"You talk like that, but it lowers our overall IQ."

General Bodie smiled dryly and pointed out the mistakes to the other party.

The loess was buried up to the ankle...there was a fart effect!

It's not as harmful as stepping on the mud!

Mr. Hong was also very easy-going, and immediately said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, I can also bury it upside down."

"Anyway, after death, there is only a stinky skin left. You can bury it however you want, and I can't come back alive to give advice."

"It's getting late, what should you all do? Go ahead. My roast chicken is still roasting on the fire. If you don't go back, it will be burnt."

"Fuck you, the old man is looking for death! I'll kill him first!" Lord Esper rushed to attack and kill him.

Mr. Hong raised his foot gently, stirring up a pool of snowflakes, which hit Lord Esper right on the body.

However, a magical scene appeared directly.

The seemingly inconspicuous snowflakes are not painful even if they are collected into snowballs and hit on the body. Who hasn't had a snowball fight when they were young.

But in an instant, the super god-level Lord Esper was directly sent flying.

He fell hard to the ground, spit out blood, and looked at Mr. Hong in horror.

Seeing this scene, the other seven leaders all gasped.

What kind of terrifying power is this!

Asking themselves, they will never be able to do it. Just kicking a few snowflakes with their feet can make a super god-level master vomit blood.

For a while, the remaining seven leaders did not dare to be careless.

His attitude immediately changed to respectful.

"Dare to ask senior's name and name, why did you come here to stop us?" The seven people looked serious, not daring to be careless.

Secretly guessing the identity of the old man, I have never heard of a master with such terrifying strength in Daxia!

Mr. Hong chuckled, "What about seniors and juniors? I'm just an old beggar who lives everywhere."

"You guys are making a lot of noise here and disturbing my life, so I came here to take a look."

"Hurry up and leave, don't come here to make trouble again."

The eight leaders looked sad and fearful.

What else can I say, just now Hong Laoxiao showed his hand, they retreated in spite of the difficulties, they didn't even have the courage to make a move.

"Yes, yes, we will retreat now and dare not come again."

Without any hesitation, the eight of them immediately turned around and left without any hesitation.

In this way, the leaders of the eight major faction organizations were easily dismissed without any effort.

Old Hong shook his head, turned around and disappeared into the wind and snow.

The envoy Situ, who had gone into hiding earlier, had secretly sent a message to the Young Palace Master.

Knowing that the patron saint of the Great Xia Kingdom has been attracted to the borderlands, the master of the Young Palace, Tiemu, was very happy.

He can go to kill Wang Yan without fear, and he doesn't have to worry about Hong Lao rushing over to make trouble suddenly.

The opponent's strength is very strong, but it can't reach the ability to fly to the sky and escape from the ground. It is impossible to rush over to stop it in a very short time.

at that time.

Snow Sakura Mountain Resort.

Wang Yan stood in the courtyard, despite the wind and snow blowing on his body, he remained motionless.

There were many people outside, and people from the eight major forces had already surrounded the entire resort.

Seeing this scene, the service staff were all scared and hid, not daring to show their faces.

The Shura warriors who had been ambushing here for a long time came out one after another and lined up behind Wang Yan.

Fang Biao and Li Nan, one on the left and one on the right, stood half a body away from Wang Yan.

The Four Heavenly Kings followed closely behind, and behind them were the 120 fully armed Shura warriors.

Dressed in black, with a long black knife in his hand, he was murderous.

They only waited for Wang Yan to give an order, and they swung their knives to kill the enemy, fighting bloody to the end!

Seeing them coming, Wang Yan took out a cigarette from his pocket without any fear.

Fang Biao immediately took a step forward, took out the lighter and lit it.

Wang Yan took a puff, exhaled the smoke slowly, and disappeared into the snow.

"Why don't you sleep well at home on Christmas Eve, what are you doing here?" Wang Yan sneered.

snort!

The two Dongyang ninjas, Ono and Matsui, said in a cold voice, "Naturally, they are here to kill you! Hand over the Holy Spirit Stone, so that you can die quickly!"

Fellock, the first-level knight commander, smiled contemptuously: "Should I call you God King, or call your real name Wang Yan."

"Your identity as a god king is not recognized, so let's just call you by your real name. The last time our eight major forces joined forces to siege you and failed, this time we dispatched the elite, do you think there is still a chance of survival?"

Wang Yan smiled, "Although my status as a god king is not recognized, I am still a god king!"

"No matter how many people come, do you think you can kill me?"

snort!

The two twelve-winged angels of the Guangming Sacred Church took a step forward, "We know you have the strength of a god king, but we are not easy to mess with!"

"Just the manpower behind you is not enough to plug our teeth! If you don't want to bleed tonight, hand over the Holy Spirit Stone!"

Wang Yan exhaled another puff of smoke, and nodded with a smile, "I really can't compare with you with my manpower. The number is a little smaller, but they are not afraid of death in a real fight."

"If you can kill them all, you can only blame them for not being good at learning."

The Dark Bishop sneered disdainfully, "As expected of God King Shura, in the face of such a crisis, he can still remain calm, I admire you!"

"But if there is a real fight, do you think you can survive in front of our masters? I advise you, don't make fearless sacrifices, it is a wise choice to hand over the Holy Spirit Stone."

Duke Chaide followed closely and said in a cold voice: "If you dare to resist, I will personally take action and turn you and your subordinates into first-time adopters! Take them back to our family and raise them as dogs!"

At this moment, all the Asura fighters were extremely sad and angry, and their emotions reached their peak.

I wish I could rush over there immediately and fight them desperately!

It's just that Wang Yan hasn't issued an order yet, and they dare not act rashly.

The deputy leader of Bishop Moying spoke at this time, "Wang Yan, you brought your wife here for vacation, so it's not easy to spend Christmas Eve?"

"As long as you take the initiative to hand over the Holy Spirit Stone, I can promise not to hurt you. This is the greatest care for you! I advise you not to be ignorant of good and evil! Seek your own death!"

Wang Yan smiled, and threw half of the cigarette butt on the ground, "Now I can get excited, are you ready?"

"Just wait for your lord to issue orders!" Eastern King Song Jin spoke first, and the others were also full of fighting spirit.

"it is good!"

As soon as Wang Yan stretched out his hand, he shouted, "The sword comes!"

Li Nan immediately handed over a black knife, emitting a cold black light.

At this moment, the snow seemed to be falling even more heavily, making it hard for people to keep their eyes open.

Wang Yan took the black knife, stood in front of him, and said with a contemptuous smile: "Tonight is Christmas Eve for you, but for me, it is the night of killing people!"

With a wave of the knife, a straight snow mark was drawn on the ground in front of him.

"Sura fighters obey orders!"

"Anyone who crosses the forbidden line will be shot to death!"

"Order!"

All the Shura warriors quickly dispersed with their knives, and they were on the side of the forbidden line. Whoever dares to rush up will die!

War is imminent!