C455 Divine Soldier Descent
C455 Divine Soldier Descent
His loose hair was blown by the night wind, making him look wild and unrestrained.
The way he came down was even more shocking.
The Dragon King didn't stretch out his hand to grab the rope ladder. Instead, he leapt forward and plummeted towards the crowd below.
Halfway down, he reached out and grabbed the rope ladder.
This action caused the helicopter in the air to suddenly drop down.
This one grab helped him buffer his falling speed. He took advantage of the momentum and dropped down from the sky with an unstoppable momentum, more than ten meters high in the air.
Wiesen stood there and aimed at the opportunity. He threw the two four o'clock cane in his hand towards the Dragon King.
The Dragon King stretched out his hands and grabbed the crutch. Then, he brought his hands together and separated them once more. He used his left and right hands to grab one crutch each.
His body quickly descended. With a "clang" sound, the cane in his hand struck the limestone floor, creating dazzling sparks.
The rebounding force of the cane hitting the ground caused his body to rise up once again.
It was as if he was walking on the wind. While the Dragon King was still in the air, he was actually able to change his direction. Like a great roc, he flew towards Hsiao Hee's direction.
The skinny tall man was dumbfounded.
The bald man and the crazy woman were also dumbfounded.
Everyone was stunned.
This was an expert!
This was a true expert!
The Dragon King stood still. Ye Zichen looked at Hsiao Hee and then at the advisor beside Hsiao Hee.
Then he looked at the tall, thin man and said, "Let him go."
"I —" The tall, skinny guy realized that he couldn't speak at all.
The persistence and stubbornness from before was swept away, and his legs trembled as if he was about to fall.
Pow!
The Dragon King's slap landed on the tall, thin man's face, directly sending him flying.
After rolling on the ground for who knows how long, he finally hit the oil barrel and barely managed to stop himself.
Yaolyi and Wiesen quickly moved forward and dragged the lanky man back.
"Release them." The Dragon King said again.
His voice was not loud.
At this moment, it was as loud as thunder.
"I, I want to call and ask —"
Until now, the tall and thin man still hadn't fainted.
Even though one side of his face was swollen, he was still the supreme commander of the city.
He couldn't fall yet.
Pow!
The Dragon King slapped him again.
This time, the lanky youth flew even further than before. His entire face began to lose consciousness, his nose, tears, and saliva were all crisscrossing in an unstoppable manner.
"I — I —"
The tall and thin man wanted to speak, but because his entire face looked completely different, it seriously affected his ability to express his words.
Like this, no one could tell if he agreed or not.
Pow!
The Dragon King didn't even give him a chance to explain before slapping him again, "Let him go."
Unfortunately, no one could give him an answer.
After three slaps, the lanky youth fainted.
Shock!
Everyone was shocked by this man's domineering actions.
He jumped down from the sky like a god descending to the world.
He had a rough image and a majestic body. He gave off an invincible aura of "even if we are outnumbered, we can still take the head of the enemy among tens of thousands of soldiers".
Three sentences, three slaps.
Every word was like a thunderclap, every blow having the power of a thunderbolt.
He was the first to gain the upper hand. His momentum was like a long rainbow, not giving anyone a chance to explain as he knocked them out.
Have you ever seen a tougher man?
There were so many people, so many men, so many armed and battle-hardened men.
They could only watch helplessly as this happened.
In the process of the Dragon King attacking their supreme commander, they could only stare blankly, unable to do anything.
Although the Celestial Punishment Army was not founded by the Dragon King himself, he was the one who proposed the creation of the army.
Silence.
There was only dead silence.
"He is the Dragon King?"
At the back of the crowd, a man in black asked with an ashen face.
"That's right, he is the Dragon King." Luo Zhu stared at the direction of the Dragon King and said.
Some people, even though he was limping and leaning on his crutches, were still the focus of the crowd.
"Our mission —" The man sighed. "I'm afraid we're going to fail."
"Our mission has been accomplished." Luo Zhu said, "Jingting Mountain suspected that Hsiao Hee was involved in the death of Lee Weiguo. We were only responsible for bringing the suspect back for interrogation. This is our mission. "
"But, we haven't avenged the nation of Wei."
"No buts." Luo Zhu said impatiently.
He reached into his pocket, took out a cigarette, and put it in his mouth. He wanted to light it with the fire engine, but as if he was afraid of alarming the Dragon King, he stopped trying to light it, pulled the cigarette out of his mouth again, and threw it back into the box.
"We can think about revenge when we know who our true enemies are. Revenge is a noble's decision. Ten years is not too late, there will always be a chance for revenge." Luo Zhu said meaningfully.
"Now it seems that this is the only way." The man in black answered in a daze.
"It can't only be like this. From the very beginning, it should have been like this." Luo Zhu's eyes were firm.
When Hsiao Hee said those words in the car, Luo Zhu already realized his own recklessness.
It was hatred that blinded his eyes and weakened his judgment.
Fortunately, he was half-skeptical. He did not make a move this time, so he managed to avoid the wrath of the Dragon King.
As for the Dragon King, he seemed to be in a crazed state. He ignored the tall and thin man who fainted at his feet, and also did not greet Hsiao Hee and the Military Advisor who stood beside him.
He turned around to face the countless silent military personnel standing in front of him and shouted, "Release them!"
"Crash ~ ~ ~"
Being pressured by the Dragon King's power, everyone could not help but take a step back.
This scene seemed to have the bearing of Zhang Fei scaring an army of a million with a single roar from him.
"It's – everything can be discussed."
The lanky man fainted and the madwoman could only bite the bullet as she stammered.
The bald man was wounded, the lanky youth had been knocked unconscious by the Dragon King. In the massive city, the commander had only left her as a woman overnight.
Although she was extremely nervous, she had no choice but to take on the burden of the Dragon King's wrath.
"I am not discussing with you guys, immediately! Release them! " The Dragon King said with his bell-like eyes wide open.
He propped himself up with a four-point cane in one hand and then, with the other, pointed at the soldiers in front of him and said, "Let them all go back! I don't care who ordered them to stand here! But now, immediately order them to return! "
However, just at this moment, a voice rang out.
"The dragon king left the dragon's mess and left the mess behind. Don't tell me he's going to interfere with our city fortification and the matters of the Heaven's Punishment Army?"