The leader of the comic world

Shuzhou, Tenglong Palace.

The most luxurious community in Shuzhou is home to some state-owned enterprise executives and private enterprise giants from the entire province and city. Many officials and cadres also have luxury homes not under their names here.

Chen Qi came to the door and looked at the three-foot-high sapphire-carved dragon arm in the center of the fountain. He was shocked and couldn't help but think of that man.

Half a year has passed since the ice was lifted and I woke up.

With the changes of the times, after waking up, he somewhat forgot his goal of more than 60 years ago, which was to kill Lord Manchu and revive the Chen family.

It's just that the current era is no longer as simple as it was during World War II.

Unimaginable technology dominates the world.

And since he woke up, he has been targeted by the world's largest spy organization.

He has betrayed the U.S. military and robbed ancient weapons from the Sword Immortal. It is difficult to ease the relationship with SHIELD. Only by continuously getting stronger and possessing his own power can he not be used as a human being in the future.

"He must still be alive." Chen Qi looked at the sapphire stone dragon arm and whispered. Only by growing stronger can he kill the opponent next time they meet.

Chen Qi saw an old man smoking a cigarette sitting at the door. He should be the gatekeeper of Tenglong Palace, an old smoker.

Chen Qi came to the door, felt strong inside, stepped on his feet, and jumped over the one and a half meter high iron fence.

The old smoker stopped smoking his cigarette. No one would come to the door for no reason. To jump like this, ordinary people can't jump so high.

"I want to submit a certificate of surrender." Chen Qi walked up to the old man and said directly.

The old smoker knocked his cigarette stick twice on the ground: "Where did the raw eggs come from?"

"Tianxi, as a killer organization, should not ask for names or details. Because everyone who is a killer has a clean foundation, which is why you have to register for the title." Chen Qi said calmly, operating Having lived in the Chen Mansion, he was no stranger to the killer trade.

The old smoker thought for a moment and realized what the young man said was reasonable. He said with a smile: "What level of certificate of surrender do you want to establish? The level of certificate of surrender is the level of killer."

"Level nine." Chen Qi said calmly.

The old smoker's cigarette stopped, and he was shocked, thinking that the kid in front of him was joking, and said with a bad look on his face: "Do you know what the highest level of Tianxi's killer is?"

"Level nine." Chen Qi said.

The old smoker looked at Chen Qi again. Could this kid really have the strength of a ninth-level killer? There was only one ninth-level killer in Tianxi Institute.

Thinking of this, the old smoker shot up with his whole body, and the smoke rod was like a golden hammer, hitting Chen Qi's head.

"San Wu Qijia's inner energy." Chen Qi looked at it without moving. When the cigarette rod was an inch away from his head, he stretched out his palm and grabbed it firmly.

The old smoker transferred his inner energy to the cigarette rod, but the joints of the old bone crackled and he still couldn't break it.

"I give up." said the old smoker.

Chen Qi slowly let go of his hand.

But the next second, the old smoker attacked again. He changed the position of the cigarette rod, pointed the tail at Chen Qi, pressed his finger on the hidden button of the cigarette rod, and stabbed Chen Qi with a silver needle.

Chen Qi's attention never slackened, and he dodged the silver needle on one side of his head.

The old smoker couldn't believe it. This was the second person to escape his silver needle. The last one was Leng Daofeng, the ninth-level killer of Tianxi Institute.

"The first move tests my strength, and the second move tests my vigilance. I think I should be qualified." Chen Qi said calmly.

The old smoker nodded. He was still a little shocked by Chen Qi's strength. He was more confused: "You have no need to be a killer because of your strength. Why?"

"I said, everyone who is willing to be a killer will not have very good background. I want to find a place to live. As long as you know, I am willing to kill for you." Chen Qi said.

The old smoker thought for a while and said with a smile: "National Security Bureau prosecutor Murong Xiu came to Shuzhou and brought his head. You are the ninth-level killer. I will take you to meet the boss of Tianxi Institute."

Chen Qi nodded: "Give me Murong Xiu's detailed information."

Watching Chen Qi leave with the information, the old smoker became more and more confused. At first, his biggest suspicion was that this man was an undercover agent sent by the National Security Bureau to break into the Tianxi Institute, so he was asked to kill Murong Xiu. Unexpectedly, the other party agreed decisively.

On the way, Chen Qi picked up someone's wallet, went to McDonald's, ordered a pizza and a Coke, and planned to spend the night here.

After lunch, he looked at Murong Xiu's information.

"The youngest and most promising genius of the National Security Bureau, a 28-year-old master of the Eighth Little Zhoutian, who is about to pass the Nine Little Zhoutian. One of the four elders of the National Security Bureau, Mr. Yan's proud disciple."

Chen Qi shook his head. He didn't care about the other party's strength, but mainly his address and daily habits. In addition, he will not show enough strength to instantly kill the masters of Jiuxiao Zhoutian. If he is too strong, the boss of Tianxi Institute will be afraid.

Since you want to be a level nine assassin, you must show your strength as a level nine assassin so that you can successfully meet the boss of the Tianxi Office.

"Recently, Murong Xiu is responsible for investigating the popular star, Ju Yinying."

Seeing the last page of the information, Chen Qi smiled. He didn't expect that woman to be useful so quickly.

In the past few days, Ju Yinying has not left Shuzhou.

The police meant that there were many doubts that still required her cooperation.

Ju Yinying stayed in the presidential suite of a five-star hotel and spent several days recovering from the shock of the kidnapping.

This morning, she took a beauty bath, put on a clean and loose white shirt, and didn't wear any trousers. She sat on the bed with her long, fair and smooth legs exposed.

After rolling twice on the soft bed, he reached out to open the drawer next to him and took out the secret book inside. White snake thorn.

Ju Yinying turned two pages and made two hand gestures with ease, her thin lips slightly raised: "Guwu is not that difficult."

In the past few days, she couldn't help but read the ancient martial arts secret book that the cold man threw to her. Driven by curiosity, she couldn't help but practice it. What she didn't expect was that this White Snake Thorn book was like a natural fit for her. In less than half a month, it was already a small success.

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside the house. Ju Yinying looked at her watch. At this time every day, the waiter would bring breakfast. She stuffed the secret book into the quilt and went to open the door.

The moment the door opened, a strong hand came in.

He forcefully pushed Ju Yinying aside and broke into the house.

On his head, he wore the black hood that gangsters must wear in Hong Kong police and gangster movies, and he looked like he was a robber.

The robber closed the door and stared at Ju Yinying's underwear and smooth thighs exposed under her shirt. Then he pounced.

Seeing the robbers coming towards her, Ju Yinying, who had been showing off to the girl next door, did not panic.

Maybe it’s because I’ve seen no matter how bloody the scene is.

Ju Yinying turned around lightly and escaped the robber's predatory attack.

He picked up the vase on the desk and smashed it.

This hit was very accurate, but just as he was about to hit it, the gangster caught the vase with one hand.

Ju Yinying walked to the table in the living room, picked up the fruit knife in the fruit bowl, raised her slender and white long arms, straightened her long arms, pointed the fruit knife at the gangster, her posture became a bit heroic.

The gangster didn't stop at all. He rushed towards Ju Yinying like a crazy and strong criminal.

Chen Qi's stern face flashed through her mind, her arms naturally swung around, her upper body leaned forward, her right leg naturally raised, and the knife struck straight like the fangs of a white snake.