Chapter 6663
Even if you are far away, you will be killed
"What did you say? What do you want to solve? Do you want to go to the bathroom?" Yun Yuyan was immersed in her own thoughts when she suddenly heard Xiao Chen's whisper and patted him in confusion.
Xiao Chen came back to his senses from his deep thoughts, looked at Yun Yuyan's puzzled face, smiled slyly, and instantly changed his expression to a relaxed one, and said, "I'm worried about having no place to stay tonight."
Yun Yuyan then remembered that Sophie seemed not to be in the ancient city, and Xiao Chen really had no place to live.
She suddenly realized that she had always thought that the villa belonged to Sophie, and Xiao Chen did not seem to have a fixed residence when he came to the ancient city.
Thinking that it was she who dragged him into this storm and put him in danger, Yun Yuyan felt a little guilty. She gritted her teeth and mustered up the courage to say, "Stay at my house for a night. I happen to have an empty room."
"Miss Yun, are you worried that I'll be sleeping on the streets, or are you in love with me at first sight?" Xiao Chen raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a sly smile, and approached Yun Yuyan and teased.
His face looked particularly handsome in the dim light, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.
Yun Yuyan's cheeks instantly flushed, like the sunset glow in the sky. She pretended to be angry, put her hands on her hips, glared at Xiao Chen and said, "Stop being so conceited! I don't even like your tricks! You can only stay for one night!"
As soon as she said this, she realized that this remark could easily be misunderstood. She hurriedly covered her mouth and glared at Xiao Chen, but inexplicably a ripple arose in her heart, like a small stone thrown into a calm lake, causing waves.
The two got into the taxi, and the moment the door closed, Xiao Chen's sensitive nerves suddenly tensed up.
He felt a cold gaze in the dark, as if he was being held tightly by an invisible hand.
That look seemed to come from a ghost in hell, carrying endless malice and threats.
He turned his head slowly and inconspicuously, and saw a slender figure in sportswear looming in the huge shadow of the Yama Palace.
The figure was wearing a black baseball cap with the brim pulled down low, and a mask covered most of his face, making it difficult to see his features.
Only a pair of eyes flashed sharp light in the darkness, like cunning cold stars in the night sky, revealing a chilling coldness that made people feel frightened.
After the taxi carrying Xiao Chen and Yun Yuyan gradually went away and disappeared in the sea of neon lights in the city, Zhou Hongyan slowly walked out from the darkness.
She changed out of her formal uniform and was now wearing a black sportswear.
The sportswear fit her body tightly, perfectly outlining her curvy figure. Every line was just right, as if it was the most exquisite masterpiece of nature.
Her high ponytail swayed lightly with her steps, like flexible black satin, adding a touch of heroic spirit to her.
She walked straight back to the car with steady and powerful steps.
There was a faint smell of leather in the car. She skillfully turned on the car computer and called up the daytime surveillance video.
The picture shows the fierce confrontation between Xiao Chen and Yang Hailong.
She played the clip over and over again, her eyes fixed on the screen, not wanting to miss any details.
She even slowed down the playback speed to advance and studied it carefully frame by frame.
In the picture, Xiao Chen seemed to be surrounded by a layer of mysterious golden light. The light was like a flowing flame, emitting a fascinating power.
When Yang Hailong was blown away, a blood mist instantly filled the air, like a blooming strange flower, which was shocking.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Hongyan's pupils suddenly contracted and an indescribable shock surged in her heart.
She watched intently, noting Xiao Chen's gestures when he made his moves. Each movement contained a unique rhythm and power.
The hand gesture was somewhat similar to the long-lost ancient martial arts moves recorded in ancient books. Those ancient books had survived countless twists and turns over the years, and the ancient martial arts moves recorded in them were regarded as treasures in the martial arts world. Now, a similar shadow appeared on a seemingly ordinary young man.
"Those retired special forces bodyguards of the Yang family are so vulnerable in front of him?" Zhou Hongyan murmured to herself, with a hint of disbelief in her voice.
Her fingertips tapped quickly on the keyboard, making crisp and rhythmic sounds.
A moment later, she decisively dialed an encrypted satellite phone.
On the other end of the phone, the signal shuttled through space, and soon a familiar voice came: "Junior sister, what happened?"
The voice was steady and powerful, as if it carried a reassuring force.
"Brother! I encountered a difficult person while on a mission, and I would like to ask you to help analyze him."
Zhou Hongyan said as she sent the surveillance video through a special channel, "This man's skills... are very unusual. His attack method and the aura he exudes make me feel familiar, but I can't put my finger on it."
Her tone was full of confusion and expectation, hoping to get some clues from her senior brother.
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Hongyan leaned back in her chair and looked at the neon night scene outside the car window.
The city seems to have turned into a huge stage at night, with colorful lights flashing like a dream painting.
However, her mind was not on the beautiful scenery at all. The scene of Xiao Chen fighting and the details that confused her kept appearing in her mind.
Thousands of miles away in the capital, in a hidden secret base, the atmosphere was solemn and dignified.
Today, the commander-in-chief of Yama Palace, Huangtian, is standing quietly in front of the armory of the base.
His figure was as straight as a pine tree, and his eyes were deep and sharp, as if he could see through all the vanity in the world.
He slowly stood up and walked to the armory with steady steps.
Various ancient weapons are hung on the wall, including long swords shining with cold light, daggers with strange shapes, and boxing gloves exuding a simple and ancient atmosphere.
Each weapon seems to have its own story, quietly telling of its past glory.
Huangtian's eyes slowly swept over these weapons, and his thoughts drifted away.
He recalled every move that the God of War had taught him.
At that time, the God of War was like a strict teacher and a kind father, imparting everything he had learned throughout his life to him without reservation.
Every movement and every effort is filled with the expectations and hard work of the God of War.
Now, seeing these ancient weapons again, an inexplicable expectation surged in his heart.
He vaguely felt that the appearance of Xiao Chen might bring some unexpected changes to the world, and he also longed to explore more mysteries of ancient martial arts.
Inside the base, various heavy weapons glowed coldly under the cold light, as if they were sleeping beasts, ready to wake up at any time.
The slogan "Whoever offends the Dragon Kingdom will be punished no matter how far away they are" hung on the wall was as red as blood, and it was particularly eye-catching under the light, as if announcing to the world the majesty and inviolability of the Dragon Kingdom. (End of this chapter)