The assistant argued: "That belongs to Director Zhao's security personnel and the company's distribution director. Why can't it be taken away together? If something goes wrong with Director Zhao, can you bear the responsibility?"

Peregrine Falcon was unmoved, his tone was cold and merciless: "This is true in the central city, but when performing transportation tasks, all individuals belong to the defense force of the transportation team, even Director Zhao himself,

But considering that he is unwell, I personally agree with him to go back.

If Director Zhao feels that this treatment is inappropriate, he can send a telegram to the head office to complain. As long as the head office allows it, I personally have no objection."

Zhao Qian stretched out his hand to stop the assistant from continuing to argue. It took a lot of time to send telegrams back and forth. As his physical condition gradually became serious, he could no longer delay and had to go back as soon as possible. Besides, there was a late escort, so he should be able to handle it.

In most cases.

The assistant immediately understood what he meant, swallowed his dissatisfaction with the Peregrine Falcon, and immediately let the special car leave the convoy, and stopped at the back, allowing Chi Duan to sit in the car, so as to facilitate protection.

The entire transport convoy drove forward in the billowing smoke, while they turned around and headed back toward the central city.

But about twenty minutes later, when we were still some way away from returning to the central city, a person suddenly appeared on the road directly in front of the National Avenue.

Chi Duan couldn't help but straightened up and looked at the man. This scene made him feel a little familiar. It was the same National Avenue, the same majestic figure, and he was also sitting in the luxury car. He felt that

At this moment, time seemed to be confused.

Zhao Qian was lying on the seat on one side at the moment. He keenly noticed something was wrong and asked weakly: "What's going on?"

Chi Duan sighed and said, "Someone stopped me. Mr. Zhao, do you still remember the last time he asked me to go to Yangzhi? He was stopped by the person opposite."

The moment Zhao Qian heard these words, his expression suddenly changed, because he knew who the person Chi Duan was talking about. If it was this person, even if he was still intact at the moment, he might not be an opponent if he teamed up with Chi Duan.

Chi Duan thought about it and said, "I can try to stop him for a while, but Mr. Zhao, you have to walk the rest of the way by yourself."

Zhao Qian said decisively: "This is the best decision."

Fighters are able to run faster than vehicles in a short period of time, and it is not difficult for them to destroy the balance and equipment of a vehicle. Therefore, if no one comes to fight at this moment, the person on the opposite side can easily destroy the vehicle.

It overturned, so hiding in the car to avoid fighting is never a good idea.

Someone has to go down and stop it.

Chi Duan said to the assistant, "Take good care of Mr. Zhao." After saying that, he opened the door and walked out.

Zhao Qian waited for his footsteps to pass forward, then whispered: "Drive!"

The driver responded, quickly turned the steering wheel to the side and increased the speed.

Zhao Qian couldn't see the specific situation outside, but he could hear the collision of fists and feet from outside. When passing somewhere, the car body shook violently, as if it jumped. After a while, it landed heavily on the ground and stabilized, and

The driver and assistant's breathing suddenly became very rapid.

But soon, the car was far away from the collision sounds.

At this time, Zhao Qian felt that the abnormality in his body seemed to have disappeared. He regained some strength, took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to his assistant, saying: "Send this telegram."

This is a backup plan he left behind, but I don't know if it's too late.

After the assistant went over to send the report, he drank some water and put himself into sleep. He needed to use sleep to speed up recovery.

However, it seemed that not long after he closed his eyes, he felt that the speed of the car seemed to have slowed down again. Zhao Qian was very sensitive to this change. When he opened his eyes, he noticed that the assistant's body was very tense and seemed to be shaking slightly.

He realized something and said in a deep voice: "Help me up."

The assistant quickly helped him sit up. Zhao Qian looked over and saw a car parked on the side of the road. A figure stood there holding a long knife. A brown-red scarf covered the lower half of his face. When the wind blew,

, driving the scarf to dance non-stop.

The assistant was sweating profusely and said in a panic: "Director, those are the uniforms of the Bureau of Statistics. What should we do?"

Zhao Qian looked at the figure, squinted his eyes, and said calmly: "Send another telegram. Send our current location and location."

The assistant quickly turned around and put on the headphones.

Zhao Qian stared ahead. Although he had never actually seen Chen Chuan, he had seen his photo. The moment he saw that figure, he instinctively felt that it was Chen Chuan standing in front of him. He thought for a moment,

He ordered the driver: "Rush over!"

"yes."

The driver immediately stepped on the accelerator, accelerated his speed, and crashed into the person standing there. In fact, he had just been thinking, in fact, when he met the fighter just now, it would have been better to just hit him, so why bother to get out of the car?

Chen Chuan stood there quietly holding the Xue Jun Dao. Although he was not in the city here, he could not see the scene when Kai Tan bit his target like he did on the day of You Xing, but he could feel a certain situation from Kai Tan's feedback.

The damage this time was not small.

The return of this special car proved that Zhao Qian suffered serious injuries and had to return to the central city.

Everything was as he thought.

And then, it’s time for closure.

Watching the vehicle speeding towards him, he did not dodge, but took the initiative to walk forward, and accelerated his pace. The moment before the two were about to collide, he suddenly took a step to the left.

At the same time, he turned around and slashed the speeding car with the long knife in his hand!

Zhao Qian's eyes suddenly shrank and he leaned back suddenly.

The upper part of the car was immediately cut open by the blade. When the blade cut through the metal protective plate, a stream of sparks burst out and spread from the front to the rear end. Almost the entire roof was cut open!

When Chen Chuan passed the vehicle, he stood still and looked back. He saw that the vehicle had gone a long way and then became crooked. Although the driver had been deliberately let go, the connecting column and

The broken window prevented him from controlling the vehicle smoothly.

At this time, he took another step forward, and everything around him suddenly slowed down. He quickly jumped out and passed through the glass fragments still flying in the air. In an instant, he came to the back of the car and leaned against it with his shoulders.

Upon impact, the entire car suddenly lost its balance, spinning and moving out, until it hit the roadside guardrail with a loud bang, and then rested there motionless.

Chen Chuan stretched out his hand to press down his hat, then slowly walked over with a knife.

Inside the vehicle, the driver sat there, not daring to move. He watched the person in the right rearview mirror gradually approach, with a look of horror on his face. He now knew why he had to stop when he encountered someone.

Zhao Qian was lying there. His assistant had fainted in the collision because he was not wearing a seat belt. Although he was seriously injured, he was not injured at all due to the physical fitness of a fighter.

At this time, he quickly groped around and pulled out a freezer from under the car seat. After opening it, a burst of cold air came out. He took out a needle from it, pierced his neck, and injected all the scarlet liquid inside.

.

In just an instant, a force filled his whole body, and he seemed to have regained his vitality. After taking a deep breath, he pulled on the buckle at the top of the wall, and a two-handed long sword fell down.

He grabbed it, then kicked open the car door and got out. He looked a little weak at first, but after he got outside, he gradually stood up straight and walked towards Chen Chuan.

He stared at the bright black eyes on Chen Chuan's scarf. After a few steps, the figure suddenly disappeared from the place, then suddenly appeared in front of Chen Chuan and punched him.

Only when the fist reached halfway, it was caught by a hand. At the same time, the scabbard of the long knife was suddenly struck on the cheek, and the whole person was immediately thrown away.

He wanted to adjust his body in mid-air, but the alienated tissues and internal organs of his body were severely damaged, and he could not control his body at all, so he fell heavily to the ground, rolled on the ground a few times, and finally used his hands to support himself.

He stood up and stared at Chen Chuan, thinking: "Have you taken the medicine..."

He originally wanted to take down Chen Chuan in one breath with his third limit speed, but Chen Chuan actually kept up with his movements. He must have taken medicine in advance.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, spit out a few broken teeth, reached out and lifted the sword, and with just a slight shake, the sword came out of the scabbard with the side opening.

He took the hilt of the sword and raised it to the side of his head, pointing the sword flatly at Chen Chuan.

When Chen Chuan was walking forward, he raised the Xuejun Sword, lightly touched it with his other hand, and the scabbard flew out, and he walked towards Zhao Qian with steady steps.

After Zhao Qian waited for him to approach, he touched the ground with his feet and stepped forward to meet him. Halfway down, he lowered his body and held the sword in one hand. With a flash of sword light, he stabbed Chen Chuan in the face.

Chen Chuan raised the blade of the sword with both hands to test the pattern, but Zhao Qian quickly pulled the sword back to avoid the blade, and then stabbed forward extremely quickly. However, Chen Chuan's sword was consistent, and at this time the sword moved forward again.

If you cut down and fall, if the sudden momentum does not change, you will definitely be cut in the middle.

Zhao Qian changed his moves again. He suddenly raised the hilt of the sword with both hands, and at the same time twisted his waist and abdomen, trying to use this force to move the sword body to open the sword, and then he rotated the sword back from the other side.

This successful blow was enough to cut Chen Chuan in half diagonally.

However, as soon as the swords of both sides came into contact, he felt a force of force passing along the sword body. Any technical force needed to be supported by strength. Without enough support from his alienated tissue, he was simply not able to block this force. Not only was he planning to

The sword could not rotate with a good posture, and even the long sword was knocked away.

The next moment, he saw the flash of the knife, his heart went cold, and all his strength suddenly disappeared. The strength he had gained after taking the medicine was rapidly disappearing, but before he could go limp, he felt his eyesight slowly rising.

After Chen Chuan pierced Zhao Qian with a knife, he held the handle of the knife with one hand, raised his arm steadily, and slowly lifted his whole body into the air. He looked at the latter calmly and asked: "Senior Shen's sister that day

Was she taken away by you? Where is she now? "

Blood kept spilling out of the corners of Zhao Qian's mouth and flowing down. He managed to curl up the corners of his mouth and showed a malicious smile, "So you want to ask this? I won't tell you. You will never find her."

At this moment, Chen Chuan suddenly realized something. He turned his eyes to the back and found a man squatting on top of the protective fence on one side. This man was wearing a pair of protective glasses and a motorcycle helmet on his head. On his arms were two

It has a long and narrow blade, but it seems to be fixed by the implant on the arm.

He turned around and looked over. The man grinned, pulled down his protective goggles, stood up straight, and looked at Zhao Qian, "You are the employer, right? Am I late or not late?"

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Chapter completed!