Looking at the chocolate bar he took over, Gu Ze frowned, "Do you... know a doctor named Luo?"

Yuan Qinghua frowned and said: "I don't know such a doctor, why do you ask like this?"

Gu Ze said: "Where is Di Qinglong? Do you know him?"

Yuan Qinghua said with a strange expression: "Little guy, although I don't know what your relationship is with Di Qinglong... But for such a guy who can only survive by being supported by a rich woman, you'd better not get too close, right?"

Gu Ze laughed directly.

Di Qinglong is indeed a hot chicken Neptune...a scumbag!!

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——I always feel as if I have been cursed.

Di Qinglong breathed out slowly and walked slowly forward in the unfamiliar corridor... It always felt as if he had been to such a place before.

It was a paradoxical feeling, but Di Qinglong's scalp went numb subconsciously.

Bang bang... bang bang bang... bang -!

The sound of artillery fire.

Di Qinglong's expression changed, and he speeded up instantly. He saw a gap in the ground in front of the corridor... He quickly looked through the gap.

The link below is a strangely constructed underground garage of a building.

Di Qinglong couldn't help but frown.

In the garage, [Grassers] were jumping like locusts, surrounding a person...a wounded and hopeless woman.

one……

"Original blue and white?!"

Di Qinglong's mind went blank for an instant.

In the garage, the woman who was at the end of her rope suddenly gritted her teeth and showed a look of determination... She closed her eyes at this moment, and a violent spiritual energy dispersed by itself.

The violent flow of spiritual energy seems to be a sign of what is about to happen.

"don't want!"

Some kind of impulse made Di Qinglong fall from the gap in an instant... He shot out, took the woman who was about to self-destruct directly into his arms, and shoveled her to the ground.

The woman in her arms opened her eyes in shock at this time, as if in disbelief, she stared directly at Di Qinglong with wide eyes, "Is it...you?"

Di Qinglong did not respond...because of the alien attacks all around, he was not given any chance to speak.

Facing a large number of ferocious alien species, Di Qinglong dodged and attacked without thinking...a punch and a kick. He had no weapons, but his body was already a powerful weapon.

A humanoid killer!

Weird attack methods, terrifying explosive power, and... a chilling murderous aura.

Even the alien species seemed to feel fear instinctively... The massacre did not end, but the remaining alien species had already escaped.

Di Qinglong breathed a sigh of relief, and his palms naturally dropped, dripping with blood... The blood of the alien species infected most of his face, and he remained silent.

"If I read it correctly, this should be the inherited boxing technique of an ancient organization that has been silent for a long time..." Yuan Qinghua looked at Di Qinglong at this time and frowned, "You are... [Ancient

God will]?"

Di Qinglong's shoulders trembled slightly, as if he had woken up from a certain state.

He looked at the woman in front of him expressionlessly, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought, "Who...are you?"

Yuan Qinghua sneered and said: "I'm asking you who you are...the inheritor of Assassination Fist cannot be a cowherd who lives in a red light district, sells his looks, and is kept by women. Let me think about it. Back then,

You were at the auction...perhaps you also wanted to get close to me on purpose?"

"Who are you?" Di Qinglong's figure flashed like a ghost, "You are not Yuan Qinghua."

Yuan Qinghua pulled away instantly and looked at Di Qinglong with a wary look on her face. However, she was in such a miserable state, with so many wounds on her body that one could almost see the bones, that she had already reached the end of her strength.

But Di Qinglong didn't show any pity for this. Instead, he straightened his palms... In an instant, the green roots on his palms turned into sharp knives, "What on earth are you."

"Do you want to fight?" Yuan Qinghua gritted her teeth, endured the serious injury, and straightened her body, "I am who I am, how rare I am and I don't even know it?"

"I will remember..." Di Qinglong said calmly: "Every woman I have ever touched... I'm sorry, this is the first time I touch you."

Take action.

Yuan Qinghua's pupils widened instantly, and she felt a stinging pain on her cheeks... Huarong had already been cut with a finger-long wound by Di Qinglong's sharp palm.

Dripping with blood.

"Last chance, what exactly are you."

The hand knife was directly pressed against Yuan Qinghua's throat, piercing half of it.

Yuan Qinghua opened her mouth, but her body suddenly fell to the ground... she was unconscious.

She fell at Di Qinglong's feet, but Di Qinglong remained unmoved... At this time, he breathed a sigh of relief and closed his eyes, as if he was meditating.

When he opened his eyes again, he looked around and saw that Yuan Qinghua was still lying at his feet... Di Qinglong frowned, and then suddenly cut the palm of his other hand with a sharp knife.

Stinging pain, blood...even the spirit.

"It's actually...real?"
Chapter completed!