Chapter 6665
Give me all his information
The energy was like a raging flame, burning fiercely before his eyes, as if it would devour everything.
The chill rushed up the spine to the top of his head, making Huangtian shiver, but then, an uncontrollable heat surged in his heart.
The cold wind from the capital city penetrated through the cracks in the base and blew on him, but he felt hot all over, as if he was thrown into boiling magma.
My breathing became rapid, and each breath was heavy, as if an invisible hand was tightly strangling my throat.
His heartbeat accelerated rapidly, as if it was about to burst through his chest, and various legends and records about the Nine Yang Palm Qi power kept emerging in his mind.
He knew very well that this was no ordinary martial arts move, and there must be a huge secret hidden behind it, and this secret might change the entire situation...
Inside the combat command room, the atmosphere was as depressing as the sky before a storm.
The laptop emitted a cold blue light, which was like ghostly eyes, reflecting Huang Tian's pale face.
The picture on the screen was frozen on Xiao Chen's aloof face. His eyes were deep and sharp, as if hiding endless secrets. They also seemed to penetrate the barrier of the screen and pierce straight into Huang Tian's heart.
As the commander-in-chief of Yama Palace and once the most capable subordinate of the God of War, Huangtian's life is full of legends.
He had experienced countless life-and-death moments, and those thrilling scenes kept replaying in his mind like a movie.
He has personally killed dozens of international wanted criminals. Those vicious criminals fell before him one after another, and his name became a nightmare for terrorists.
In the hail of bullets, he moved like a ghost, and every move he made was precise and decisive, like the scythe in the hands of the god of death, reaping evil lives.
But at this moment, just a blurry video made his heart beat uncontrollably.
The pounding heartbeat echoed in his ears, taking him back to the tense moment when he first went to the battlefield.
At that time, he was still a young boy, facing unknown dangers and bloody battlefields, his heart was filled with fear and anxiety.
Today, time has tempered him into a determined warrior, but this video once again aroused the tension and awe deep in his heart.
"God of War..." Huang Tian muttered to himself, his voice trembling with disbelief.
The voice seemed to come from far away, with a hint of confusion and doubt.
Memories came flooding back like a tide. The last time I saw my mentor, the God of War, was several years ago.
It was a sunny day. The God of War was dressed in a simple cloth robe, his posture was as straight as a pine tree, and his eyes revealed an extraordinary majesty.
He told Huang Tian that he was going to the secret realm of the ancient sea to explore a higher realm of martial arts, a place full of unknown dangers and opportunities.
Since then, the God of War King has never had any contact with him again, as if he had disappeared from this world.
I didn't expect that I might actually meet my mentor today.
The image of the War God King kept appearing in Huang Tian's mind. The familiar face, deep eyes, and superb martial arts made him feel extremely cordial and excited. However, the War God King was not that young! Xiao Chen in front of him, although he had an extraordinary temperament, looked only in his early twenties, which was far from the vicissitudes of life in the War God King's memory.
This huge contrast made Huangtian fall into deep confusion. His brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes were full of doubts and puzzlement.
Ten minutes seemed like a century.
Huangtian finally found his voice. Although the voice was still trembling, it had regained its former majesty.
He picked up the satellite phone, his fingertips leaving wet marks on the keys, a sign of his nervousness and excitement.
He almost roared, "Girl, I want all the information about the young man in the video! Right now! Immediately! Don't ask why! Give it to me right now!"
Zhou Hongyan's exclamation came from the other end of the phone. She was obviously frightened by Huangtian's sudden order.
But Huang Tian had no time to explain. After hanging up the phone, he quickly opened the top-secret archive.
That archive is where the core secrets of Yama Palace are kept, containing countless data about various forces and mysterious figures.
He frantically searched for all the information about the God of War King. His fingers tapped rapidly on the keyboard. The tapping sound was as dense as heavy rain, as if it was an outward manifestation of his inner anxiety.
His eyes were fixed on the screen, not willing to miss any details. He had only one thought in his mind: he must find out what the relationship was between Xiao Chen and the God of War.
At the same time, in the ancient city, in Yun Yuyan’s own small villa, the warm yellow light made the living room particularly cozy, yet with a hint of ambiguity.
Yun Yuyan took off her high heels, which made a "click" sound, and leaned lazily on the sofa. The collar of her shirt was slightly open, revealing her collarbone, which rose and fell gently with her breathing.
She reached out to unbutton a few buttons in an unintentionally seductive manner, and her snow-white skin glowed like a pearl under the light, like a lake kissed by moonlight.
"Although this place is not big, the supporting facilities are pretty good and it's convenient to live here. If you need anything at night, you can tell me. I'm also a landlord and I'll always satisfy you."
When she bent down to adjust the doll, her long, smooth hair fell like a waterfall, covering her flushed cheeks. The tight jeans outlined her hip curves perfectly, and every movement exuded fatal attraction.
Xiao Chen stood behind her, his Adam's apple sliding up and down unconsciously, and his heart began to beat faster.
As if possessed by a ghost, Xiao Chen blurted out: "Does physiological needs count?" As soon as he finished speaking, the air froze instantly, leaving only the "tick-tick" sound of the wall clock.
Yun Yuyan straightened up, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then a sly smile appeared at the corner of her lips. She stepped on the dolls on the ground and approached step by step. The faint smell of perfume on her body lingered at the tip of Xiao Chen's nose, like an invisible rope trapping him.
"What do you think about us, a man and a woman, doing something meaningful now that we are alone in a room?" Her fingertips stroked Xiao Chen's chest, her voice was as sweet as honey, with a hint of temptation.
Just when Xiao Chen's heart was beating like a drum and he was about to get lost in her eyes, she suddenly pushed him hard, and her ponytail drew a neat arc in the air: "If you want to live here with me, it's not free. Go and wash the dishes in the kitchen!"
Xiao Chen walked into the kitchen, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and looked at the pile of dishes in the sink. The oil stains glowed a disgusting luster under the light.
The water from the tap was flowing, and amid the sound of washing dishes, Yun Yuyan's figure kept appearing in his mind. He thought he had calmed down, but now there were ripples. (End of this chapter)