"Young Master, Han Menghu just called and said that all the people we sent to Qingzhou had been captured by Chen Tian." An old man in his seventies stood in the sunset and called, and the afterglow of the sunset fell on him, outlining a tall and burly shadow.

The old man was nearly 1.9 meters tall. Although the years of time had deeper wrinkles on his face, which turned his head white, it failed to destroy his will. The old man's waist was still straight and his whole body was like a powerful knife, which was invincible. If it was not sheathed, it would definitely hurt people if it was sheathed!

"Well, Uncle Feng has called me. He met Chen Tian in the afternoon and said that he was a piece of hob meat and was difficult to deal with." A very magnetic voice came from the phone. Judging from the voice, the person who spoke should be in his twenties or about thirty years old.

Uncle Feng, that is, the general from Qingzhou Military Region!

"Hmph, hob meat?" the old man sneered, "Even if he is a piece of iron, I can still cut him into two pieces with one knife!"

After saying this, the old man seemed to prove that he was really a sword. His other hand shook violently. A big sword that was originally standing in front of him, thundering on the ground with a loud bang with a knife and a sheath. A huge and powerful aura suddenly burst out, which made the birds for food around him rush up, as if they noticed a beast in prehistoric and fleeing around.

Looking at the knife, the ground that was originally paved with bluestone had cracked at this time, and traces spread around, and the knife actually shook the stone and inserted it into the ground. The seemingly light hand was so terrifying!

The young master seemed to hear the dull and thunderous voice here on the phone and smiled: "Uncle Lei, what do you mean? Want to go to Qingzhou?"

The old man nodded through the phone, "Although those people are average, they are the young master's people after all. If they are arrested and punished by Chen Tian, ​​they are slapping the young master in the face. Moreover, Qingzhou cannot fall into Chen Tian's hands."

"Well, then I'll bother Uncle Lei. Go and meet Chen Tian for a while. He has been going too smoothly in the past two years, so it's also necessary to hit him." The young master, a young man who is only in his twenties and about thirty years old, but he used the word "beat" to talk about Chen Tian, ​​which sounds a bit strange.

After the call, the old man looked up and stared at the afterglow of the sunset that had not yet dissipated, and hummed to himself: "Old fool, don't think Chen Tian is your disciple, so I dare not touch him. Think about it, we haven't fought for twenty years. Twenty years, you were a little higher than me at the beginning, and now I have already broken through, so I will definitely slap you to death, Hum!"

After silence, the old man put his hand on the knife and gently stroked it. His focused expression seemed to be gentler than his wife and more caring for his children. His wrists shook slightly, and a crisp sound of jingling sound immediately came from the blade, noisy but not harsh!

The old man's knife is very strange, but it is not suitable to say it is a monster. It's just that the knife is too big and too long, and it goes beyond the normal range of ordinary swords, which gives people a very uncomfortable and weird feeling at first glance.

The knife is about one meter long, and there are five copper rings the size of a child's palm on the back of the knife. Every time the blade shakes, there will be a jingle sound. If it were in the battle, the sound of these five copper rings would make it difficult for the opponent to concentrate, but the old man has long been accustomed to it. Although this method is not so open, it cannot be said to be vicious and cunning. After all, this is someone's weapon, and no one stipulates how to build a weapon to be qualified. It is a completely personal preference.

There is also a weird rumor about these five copper rings in the underground world. Some people say that the number of people who died under the old man's knife is not calculated based on "one", but is calculated based on "ten" units.

In addition, some people say that these five copper rings represent the number of years the old man has traveled across the underground world. Of course, it is not calculated based on "years", but "ten years"!

In short, the truth of the rumors cannot be verified. Perhaps only the old man can explain the reason clearly. But no matter from which perspective, the old man's identity is never simple, and his strength is even more terrifying!

He waved his hand and called the driver. The old man carried his big knife and crawled into the car and headed straight for Qingzhou...

*******

Qingzhou, in the hotel.

A full eleven people were brought back and arranged in another room.

Eleven people, six Chinese, five foreign faces. There are Thai and M countries... Of course, there are different skills.

The interrogation started in the afternoon, but after all, he was a martial arts practitioner, and his willpower was much stronger than that of ordinary people. With the endless means of gray rats, it was not until after twelve o'clock in the evening that a Chinese man in the Chinese language spoke.

Finally, it made the gray mouse feel that he was fine and not that failed. When the gray mouse passed the news to Chen Tian, ​​Chen Tian couldn't help but feel overwhelmed and even cursed, "My grass is really everywhere!"

Previous speculation has now been confirmed that the five foreign faces all came from Siberian training camp. Siberian training camp, this place is again, it’s really a headache!

At that time, Chen Tian had a fight with the people from the Siberian Training Camp on the island, and it was a powerful person at the level of transformation. Later, he learned that the soul group was also related to the Siberian Training Camp. Now the tentacles of the Siberian Training Camp have actually reached China.

According to the Chinese people in M, although they were nominally subordinates of Battre, they did not need to wait for Batre's orders in normal times. They were only responsible for attacking foreign enemies in Qingzhou and taking action when they were in danger. As for the relationship with Batre, it was at most a kind of cooperation.

Cooperation? This can explain why when Chen Tian brought people to arrest Bartre in the morning, there was no decent bodyguard beside Bartre.

But in this way, a new question arose. What kind of energy does Bartra have that is worth working with with him in Siberian Training Camp? It is nothing more than a provincial capital owl. A giant like a Siberian Training Camp should not take it seriously.

To be honest, Chen Tian hoped that these five foreigners were paid by Batre and bought from the Siberian Training Camp. This at least shows that this is just a deal, and the Siberian Training Camp did not participate in the dispute between China's underground forces.

It’s a pity that the facts are cruel and ruthlessly shattered Chen Tian’s little dream.

"Where are those Chinese? Didn't even say that?" Chen Tian sighed and asked the gray mouse beside him.

The gray mouse shook his head, "I didn't say anything, even I admire them a little, isn't it nonsense?"

"What's that going on?" Chen Tian grinned, "If you don't say it, continue to investigate. At the same time, we start investigating them based on their identities. I believe there will always be clues. I don't believe that I can't cure them."

As he finished speaking, the door suddenly thumped.

The gray mouse couldn't help but be stunned, "I poke, can anyone find this place after changing the room? Who will be in the middle of the night?"

It was impossible that the man and the woman were among the others, because several people were in the house at this time, including the assassin, Bai Muchen and others. Chen Tian was also a little curious. He happened to signal the gray mouse to open the door, but at this moment, with a dull "bang", the door opened!

"I gan you sister!" The gray mouse immediately cursed. He was broken into the door twice in a day. Even if he had a good temper, he would probably have a furious moment. Moreover, every guy in the room had a good temper, and each one was a fierce guy like a wolf or a tiger. How could he have been slapped in the face like this?

The faces of the man, Jingjing and others were also ugly. Although no one spoke, it can be seen from the gloomy expression that these guys were completely annoyed.

"Swish!" The gray mouse took out his gun and pointed the gun straight at the door, "Who is it? Get in!"

"Cruff!" The door opened, and the first thing that was revealed was not a person, but a knife. The blade body was slightly shaken, and the five copper rings on it jingled and kept ringing.

In an instant, Chen Tian frowned with cold eyes.

Five-ring Sword! How could this devil come here? Chen Tian was quite shocked. Five-ring Sword, this knife represents a legend and a myth in the underground world. It has never destroyed the sword demon after decades of wind, frost, snow and rain!

"Rat, put down the gun!" Chen Tian shouted, and as his voice sounded, an old man with a white head and nearly seventy years old walked in. At the same time, the knife that had knocked open the door was also taken back by him and held it in his arms!

Damn! It was such a strange scene in the middle of the night, such an old man and such a big sword.

"I don't know if Senior Sword Demon is here, I'm not welcome!" Chen Tian stood up and walked up to the old man.

"Sword Demon?" The gray mouse was stunned for a moment, and the man's face changed suddenly. He held the gun handle with his hand, looking like a great enemy was ready to shoot at any time in the battle.

As a member of the Longnu Internal Affairs Department, her main task on weekdays is to handle domestic affairs. It is no exaggeration to say that the man is a person from half of the underground world. She naturally heard of the name of the sword demon.

The Sword Demon is a god-level existence that is even more terrifying than the Crazy Qiu in Hedong.

There is no need for too much expression. Just this sentence is enough to prove the horror of the sword demon. It is even more fierce than Qiu Caizi. Qiu Caizi is the most powerful at the level of transformation! Then the sword demon in front of him is...

With the current realm of the man’s wife, she can only understand the realm of transformation at most. To her, it is a true legend!

"I am here tonight because I have something to talk to you!" The sword demon spoke, his voice calm and powerful, like a silence and power rolling thunder.

Chen Tian couldn't figure out the purpose of this great devil, and smiled and said, "Senior, what do you want to talk to me about? Say it in the room!"

The sword demon snorted, "No need, Mr. Cheng will leave immediately, and the talk will not be possible... I can't use my fists here!"
Chapter completed!