I, holding a long sword in my hand, only know one move

Cheng Rang shrugged his shoulders in an exaggerated tone: "Oh, oh, there are people here who don't know me?!"

The security guard only saw the dark-haired man in front of him groping around on his body, and then took out a business card and handed it to him.

"Chairman of the Scranton Foundation?" The security guard looked confused and looked up at the person in front of him. Cheng Rang turned his finger and motioned for him to look at the other side.

So the security guard turned over the business card, and on the back it read "Chairman of the H·L Bar Chain Committee——Rang·Cheng."

"???"

Regarding the business card with only these two unknown titles, the security guard did not think that this guy had anything to do with Valhalla Power: "This is not a relevant person, please leave immediately."

"Of course it's relevant!" Cheng Rang said, "Two men in military coats, with mustaches and black eyes..."

The security guard's expression changed significantly after hearing Cheng Rang's words.

"You robbed my customers in the territory I was protecting and then caused trouble outside. How can I still mess around in the future..."

Brush—ding!

Under the surprised gaze of the security guard, Cheng unsheathed the long sword on his waist and easily blocked the attacks from the two figures who suddenly appeared behind him. The snow-white blade and two fluorescent lightsabers When they intersect, dazzling sparks burst out.

"So, attacking a sword god, can I consider it as a provocation to start a war with me..." His tone changed from the previous cynicism, carrying a coldness that seemed to penetrate into the bone marrow.

"Scumbags?"

Chapter 182 Blues Gill Breathing (6)

"Exactly so, Your Majesty."

In the high-rise conference room of the Valhalla Power Building, the lady in the dark blue leather skirt was talking to a distinguished guest on the big screen in front of her.

"The melody of the world is constantly becoming chaotic. It is extremely difficult to predict when and how threats will strike, but our company's services can perfectly respond..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a loud noise downstairs, and then the whole building shook violently. The power supply was cut off instantly, and the conference room fell into darkness.

"what happens?!"

Downstairs, Cheng Rang was slowly sheathing the long sword in his hand. Just then, accompanied by a loud sonic boom, the invisible sword attack had cut off the entire building in front of him.

But on the surface, no difference can be seen for the time being. The only thing that the guys in front of them who raised weapons against themselves can feel is that they are facing themselves.

The two cyborgs who launched the attack suddenly turned into parts without any warning.

"Huh?! Why did the fight suddenly start? I still want to vent my unhappy feelings. Cheng, please stop and let me do it!" Seeing that Cheng Rang had taken away most of the limelight, Zabu quickly followed and joined the battlefield. .

"Fighting the Bleeding God of Fire, the fourth blade - the red lotus bone!"

As blood gushed out from his wrist, a ferocious red wide-blade saw blade was held in Zabu's hand.

Cheng Rang turned to look at the dozens of biochemical combatants who came from the side to support him, and said: "Jane, it's easier for you to find things. Jet's respirator is most likely in this building. The group below Leave the trash fish to us."

"There's really nothing I can do against you..." Jane walked towards the dark building in front of her with a headache, and her figure gradually disappeared in front of everyone.

Leo asked: "Well, what should I do?"

Zabu, who was closest to him, leaned towards him, raised the broad-bladed sword in his hand and stood in front of Leo: "Don't leave my side, or go directly to hug that guy Cheng, and swords don't have eyes. Find a way to hide!"

Leo: "Huh?!"

The biochemical army immediately swarmed forward.

Flames and sword light intertwined together, accompanied by the sound of broken engine oil and steel parts, playing a battle waltz in this small square.

However, the process gave way. Apart from the shocking blow at the beginning, he still gave the stage to the very angry Zabu and let him vent. From time to time, he took action to kill the guys who were in the blind spot of Zabu's attack one by one.

"Attacking? How many troops are there?" The eldest lady on the chair stood up and came to the window, looking out the window towards the battlefield full of flames downstairs.

I saw a white-haired guy holding a blood-red giant blade waving his weapon, and the red fire storm echoed around him, twisting the surrounding 4000 heroic warriors into a meaningless pile of hot parts. How gorgeous and exciting the scene must be. How gorgeous, as violent as you want.

The black-haired man on the other side was much simpler. He just stood there, his right hand resting on the handle of the knife at his waist, and a white light flashed in front of him from time to time.

But every time the white light flashes, it will definitely take away a heroic warrior who has not been defeated by another man dancing with a fire tornado, and cut him in half.

I almost missed it. It seemed that there was a boy with burgundy hair hanging around the waist of the white-haired man. He had a big mouth and seemed to be attacking the biochemical warriors around him with sound waves.

"Just three people can crush the 4000 series. Are they monsters?" In response to the unbelievable sight in front of her, the eldest lady had a few cold sweats on her face.

There was a strange noise behind her, and she quickly looked back.

A pretty figure with short black hair appeared here at some point, and took the headphones he had just received from the box in his hand.

"Where did you come in from?!"

Jane did not answer the words of the woman wearing a half-covered helmet not far away, but she seemed to have no intention of giving up. Her fingers tapped the capacitive keyboard on the table a few times, and several automatic turrets shot out from the ceiling of the room. The four corners were stretched out and aimed at himself.

"Put it back in the box. If it doesn't obey the order, you will be killed immediately." The tone was full of threats, and there was no joke at all.

She really knows how to shoot.

But, so what?

The red laser point was aimed at Jane's body, but she closed her eyes slightly and showed a provocative smile to the young lady in front of her.

"Catch me if you can," Jane said.

How dare you challenge me!

As the person in charge of Valhalla's power, this eldest lady had never been so angry, so she decisively clicked on the console and ordered the turret to fire.

The sound of firing was continuous, and the dazzling golden bullet marks tore apart the silent and dark conference room, shattering the figure mercilessly.

But when the sound of firing stopped, he didn't see the body that should have been torn into pieces by bullets, and not even a drop of blood could be found.

Didn't you kill her? ! Is there any invisibility technology?

"Don't think you can escape, this is my territory!"

Just before she angrily wanted to call her men to search the building, a slender hand suddenly pierced her chest from behind, holding her heart in the palm of that hand.

"Uh-huh!" The cry was short and weak due to the unique suffocation and dull pain. Jane lifted the woman in front of her with one hand.

"Oh? How does it feel when your heart muscle is touched directly?"

The precious and softened palm penetrated the girl's bones and muscles, wrapped her beating heart around her fingertips, and stroked it gently.

The eldest lady, whose life was controlled, couldn't even make a single unnecessary sound. The fear of death was crawling down her spinal cord throughout her entire body.

"You are indeed very successful. Maybe the world can be controlled as you wish, but please don't get carried away."

"Next time you dare to do something like this, I will let you ascend to heaven in an instant..."

Jane's tone was calm, as if she was talking about a trivial matter: "I won't say hello again, and I will simply drive a rusty nail into your heart."

"Remember this feeling for me."

As soon as the words fell, the eldest lady also fell from mid-air to the ground.

, panting heavily, clutching his chest with his hands.

The black figure that was still here just now has disappeared without a trace.

Walking out of the building, you are faced with thick smoke, and occasionally still burning engine oil and pieces of clothing that have not been extinguished.

Jane looked around and found the three Zabu people sitting cross-legged on the ground among the broken corpses of biochemical combatants.

"Yo!" Zabu raised his hand with a tired look on his face, smiled and said hello to Jane who was walking towards him, obviously looking like he was so excited that he was completely burned out.

"Did you find the thing?" Cheng Rang asked.

"Yes." Jane raised the respirator in her hand, then looked at Zabu who was sitting on the ground and still smiling at her, and said softly: "Let's go, stinky monkey..."

"So don't call me a stinky monkey. What about politeness? Politeness?"

After being helped up by Cheng Rang and Leo, Zabu was still expressing his dissatisfaction with the name of the precious monkey.

"Okay, you feel good this time. I didn't steal your limelight. Are you satisfied?" Cheng Rang smiled and patted Zabu on the back.

"It hurts, it hurts, I'm satisfied, I'm satisfied... But you can't really watch me being beaten like this by a group of people. I've obviously called you over for help."

"Did you shout? That's probably because Leo shouted louder than you and I didn't hear it..."

"Huh? Did I shout that loudly, Senior Cheng?!"

Leaving the messy battlefield behind, several people supported each other and continued their useless bickering, and slowly walked towards the street not far away.

"Ah, I want to drink..."

"I'll drink to your heart's content at the party tomorrow."

".....Forget it then."

Chapter 183 Blues Gill Breathing (Knot)

A car stopped on the road in front of a few people, the windows were rolled down, and sitting in the driver's seat was Gilbert, an old butler with a smile on his face.

Looking at Zabu who was being helped over, Gilbert said, "Everyone seems to be fine, that's great."

"You're here just in time, Gilbert." Cheng Rang waved to the housekeeper who arrived in time, "It's so late that I can't even get a taxi, and I'm still worried about how to get back."

Jane also raised the respirator in her hand and shook it: "The mission was successfully completed. Although these guys really like to mess around, the result is not bad..."

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a dull sound of a heavy object falling to the ground behind him, and a sense of oppression and a tall shadow enveloped everyone.

That was the huge armed machine placed in the atrium of the building - the Valkyrie Angel 3000.

The broad steel wings spread out, and each feather was filled with the coldness and sharpness of metal. On its two arms were giant swords and heavy artillery. On its chest was revealed the pilot connected to it, who seemed to have just slipped through the net. A Bionicle 4000 model.

"Oh oh oh oh!!!" The guy driving the mecha made a roar-like sound from his mouth, but it seemed to be mixed with pain. He should be controlling this experimental mecha that has not yet been put into actual use. He brought with him quite a burden.

"I still want to resist... It's not what I said. Although Zabu's oil lamp has dried up, I haven't warmed up yet." Cheng Rang threw Zabu away, grinned and faced the man in front of him. The tall mecha held the handle of the knife at his waist.

Leo, whose load suddenly increased, screamed several times and was about to lose his balance. Seeing that Zabu was about to come into close contact with the ground again, Jane came over from the side and took the initiative to take over the task of supporting him with Leo.

"Teacher, please leave it to me."

Just when Cheng Rang was about to slash the big guy in front of him with his teeth and claws, Jet's voice came from behind.

Um? Junior brother is awake, but how did he get out without a respirator?

Whoosh——

A column of translucent light red liquid shot from behind Cheng Rang towards the exposed head of the mecha pilot, turning into a bubble and wrapping it tightly.

Then you can see that the pilot began to struggle painfully, and even the mecha he controlled began to dance on the spot.

After a while, the pilot lost all movement, and the mecha collapsed to the ground and exploded.

"Really, why are you always so reckless?" Jet slowly walked over, and everyone whose sight was taken away by the explosion turned around again, "But my senior brother is still the main one."

He raised his webbed fingers one by one: "Reporting, contacting, negotiating, as long as you think carefully, you can find a way."

"Please don't always lose your composure and do uneconomical and dangerous things in the future, okay?"

Then Jeter clasped his hands together and said, "But thank you anyway."

A transparent bubble wrapped in liquid swayed softly on his head, causing Cheng Rang and others' attention to be completely attracted by the bubble, as if they had not listened at all to what Jet just said.

"What is this..." Cheng Rang opened his mouth and pointed at the thing on Jet's head that looked like it had been swallowed by a jellyfish.

"The application of the blood fighting method and the reverse method of making bowls were taught to me by my master before there were no respirators."

The air suddenly fell into silence for a short period of time, and then someone who couldn't hold it back burst out laughing.

And this smile caused a chain reaction, and all kinds of disowning laughter almost lifted the silent night sky of HL City.

"Hahaha

ha! Ha—no, it’s so uncomfortable! Killing me! "Zabu laughed, grinning in pain from the various bruises on his body, while Leo and Cheng Rang laughed without any scruples, and even Zhen squatted on the ground holding her stomach.

"Hey! What are you doing? What are you doing?! Is there anything funny?" Jet looked confused and quickly touched the bubbles on his head.

"Because...which planet are you from? Hahaha!" Zabu pointed at the red bubble on his head, laughing so hard that he almost couldn't breathe.

"I said, do it again!"

".....ah?!"

"Please, do it again, I want to take a photo and put it in my hilarious collection!"

It was noisy after that.