Chapter 807 Cheng Ying

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The belated system prompts gradually dissipated, and Li Ang slowly stood up straight, put away the Overlord's Crossbar, and rubbed his still painful left wrist.

The birds in the sky slowly descended, gathered around the Creator, and were transported to the automated pet breeding box one by one.

A minute later, Li Ang's figure also disappeared from the rooftop of the high-rise building.

The whole city fell into silence once again.

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South of Jinmen, suburbs.

This is a luxurious manor covering a large area, nestled among the lakes and mountains, far away from the hustle and bustle of the city.

There is a steel fence around the manor, and there are guards guarding the main and side entrances. Security personnel in black suits ride in vehicles and patrol and stand guard 24 hours a day.

This is the guild base of Sword King Court in the real world, and it is also one of the real world residences of Zhan Lu, the president of the Sword King Court guild.

At this moment, a large group of people gathered in the courtyard of the manor. They were wearing various costumes and standing by the artificial pool in the middle of the courtyard, as if waiting for something.

The boy with the messy hair, codenamed [Cheng Ying], chewed gum, raised his hand to look at the watch on his wrist, and muttered in a low voice: "Why haven't you come out yet...

Brother Juque won’t be folded in, right? "

"Will you die if you don't speak?"

The short-haired woman in a suit with the code name [Chixiao] slapped the former on the back of the head and said angrily: "No one will die directly in the [Realm Corridor], as long as the treatment is timely, they can be rescued.

In addition, it is okay to eat chewing gum, but not to chew on your mouth. "

Cheng Ying, who received a slap, shrank his neck.

If someone slapped him on the head, given his temper, he would have jumped up and prepared to draw his sword and kill them.

However, [Chixiao] this woman is particularly good at fighting, and she is also his cousin...

Cheng Ying has been bullied by her since she was a child. She was robbed of snacks, occupied with game consoles, and forced to help with homework. Even the girl Ning Jing whom she had a crush on was attracted to her cousin, giving up literature and Dostoevsky. , Virginia Woolf, Charlotte Brontë, joined the mixed martial arts club...

Why, why is this woman my cousin?

Cheng Ying's eyes twitched and he opened his mouth. After all, he still dared not speak in anger.

"hehe."

The tall and thin man with the codename [Yuchang] smiled upon seeing this, which immediately attracted Cheng Ying's glare, and he curled his lips and said, "Why are you laughing?"

Yuchang spread his hands with an innocent look on his face, "You won't let me laugh?"

"No!"

Cheng Ying said arrogantly, a handful of messy hair on top of his head swaying in the wind, as if reflecting his owner's mental state from the side.

"Quiet!"

Chi Xiao clapped his hand again, as if controlling a skill, interrupting Cheng Ying's newly rising momentum, "Pay attention to the guild's image."

Can you hold me back? I also want to save face, okay? ! If you hit me again, I will go crazy!

Cheng Ying originally wanted to rebuke his cousin loudly, but when he thought of the woman's frenzied and violent mental state after entering the battle, her shoulders shrank back.

That's all, if a good man doesn't fight with a woman, the worst he can do is lie to his aunt when he goes home for the holidays and let her enjoy the feeling of being forced to get married. Hehehehe...

Just when Chengying was hypnotizing himself and indulging in the method of spiritual victory,

Juque's body dripping with blood, covered with deep wounds, and half of his right arm was broken. Without any warning, he fell from the void and fell into the artificial pool in the courtyard of the villa.

The pool was filled with light blue translucent liquid. The unconscious Juque fell into the water, but there was not much splash. There was no blood gushing out from the broken surface of his right shoulder - it was wrapped in light blue liquid. He closed the wound and stopped the blood flow.

coming.

Everyone next to the artificial pool looked serious and started to move.

Several people wearing cross badges released healing energy in their hands, covering the giant palace, healing minor wounds on their bodies, and detecting whether there were any toxin residues in the wounds.

Several other people released tractor beams and slowly righted the giant tower from the pool.

The latter was wrapped in a slime-like blue liquid, connected with the severed arm, slowly surfaced, and landed on the emergency stretcher on the shore.

Pushed by medical staff, he entered the sterile operating room temporarily set up next to the artificial pool.

These people are all staff of the Special Affairs Bureau,

As a medium-sized guild with high-end combat power, the Sword King's Court should not gather openly in this world.

They can set up guild bases on the outskirts of big cities,

Naturally, with the consent of the Special Affairs Bureau, and usually receiving help and surveillance from the Special Affairs Bureau - the same is true in Japan, the United States, Europe and other places. The official has the authority to supervise private associations, but the intensity is not as strong as in the East, and there is no So strict.

"..."

Cheng Ying looked at the back of Jique being pushed into the operating room, and was a little worried. Although he also knew that the medical staff of the Special Affairs Bureau were highly skilled and could save him as long as he was not completely dead. "How could he be so seriously injured?"

"The opponents he met were very strong."

Yuchang narrowed his eyes, recalled the appearance of the broken surface of Juque's right arm, and said calmly: "There are many types of wounds on Juque's body.

Contusions, penetrating injuries, burns, lacerations...

They were probably all left over from the battle.

Only his right arm had an unusually smooth and flat cross-section, obviously made by himself using the giant black iron.

Two possibilities,

One, the opponent controlled his wrist and forced him to cut off his arm.

Second, the battle was so fierce that Juque had to suffer 800 losses to himself and 1,000 to the enemy—or vice versa.

Regardless of that possibility, the opponent's strength exceeded his expectations. "

Yuchang paused for a moment, looked at Chi Xiao, and said seriously: "If you attack with all your strength, can you do it?"

Chi Xiao frowned slightly, thought carefully, and slowly shook his head.

"this..."

Chengying opened his mouth. Juque was ranked 77th in the personal combat power rankings, only ten places lower than his cousin.

Isn't it weird to lose, but to be restrained at the wrist and have to cut off one of your arms to escape?

It's hard for Cheng Ying to imagine that kind of scene.

"..."

An ordinary-looking man in a suit walked to the edge of the pool, squatted down, stretched out his fingers, and touched the surface of the light blue liquid in the pool.

Sudden——

An object sunk at the bottom of the water broke through the liquid barrier and flew straight into the man's hand.

It was a wristband made of leather, hemp rope, and metal iron sheets. It had a simple shape and revealed a wild style.

The man squinted his eyes, shook off the remaining liquid on his wristband, looked at it carefully, and said lightly: "Juque lost."

Chi Xiao frowned and said in a deep voice: "The special effects of the wrist guards are not used?"

"Yeah. The other party didn't give him a chance."

The ordinary man codenamed [Zhan Lu] nodded, stood up, put his wrist guard into the void, and said calmly: "When he wakes up, ask him who his opponent is this round.

It can make Juque fall into a tough battle and defeat the unconscious person without even using his trump card.

I'm very curious. "

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