The Strongest Abandoned Master In City

It was now mid-April, and it was the hottest time of the year in Hong Kong. The dock was sunny and the temperature was suitable.    

Yang Qiu stood on the deck of the cruise and took a deep breath.    

He could not control the excitement in his heart, especially when the plane landed in Hong Kong. He could not control his emotions.    

He understood the meaning of the word Huaxia better than ordinary people. Even if he lived in Vancouver in Chinatown, he still had to deal with white people.    

When he arrived in Hong Kong, he saw that most of the people were black hair and yellow skin people. He even felt that the air here was fresher than the air in the Vancouver.    

Although he could not understand the words in his ears, Cantonese was still the language of the Cantonese.    

However, he was able to control his emotions. Even though he was so excited that his face turned red, there was no expression on his face and there was no change in his aura.    

Hong Kong had returned to Hong Kong for many years. Now, it could be considered that his feet had stepped on the land of his motherland and he could be considered to have returned to his country.    

Just as Yang Qiu was standing on the deck in a daze, a person walked over behind him.    

"Jack!"    

Yang Qiu turned his head and saw Sariel walking behind him with a smile. Not far away, the strong man who was always following Sariel was looking around vigilantly.    

Yang Qiu had been living in seclusion for the past two days, and had never come into contact with anyone outside. However, he knew that Sariel's competitors had never given up trying to bully him.    

Yang Qiu had no interest in Sariel's opponents at all. As long as he did not alert the Arch-Cardinal of the Vatican, he did not need to consider Sariel's identity.    

After all, those who had reached the level of the Arch-Cardinal or the Cardinal were basically all Mahayana Period experts. And among the people who participated in the competition for the Heart Of Angel, there were no Mahayana Period experts.    

There were even none comparable to Void God Stage experts.    

The most powerful experts on the Vatican's side were two SS grade Esper, while the Blood Clan had two Kings. The experts from the Wolf Clan were also two May werewolves.    

Of course, this was only on the surface. Yang Qiu did not dare to inquire about the hidden experts. On the one hand, he wanted to be invisible, and on the other hand, he was not interested.    

He did not care about this bounty mission at all. His goal was simple and clear. First, he wanted to contact Qing Ning secretly. Second, he wanted to find Lucifer's Heart Of Angel.    

He had the Chaotic Body, so he had an instinctive understanding of this planet. It could even be said that he was borrowing the power of this world. The Eye Of Chaos was equivalent to the Heavenly Eye. Nothing could be hidden under his Eye Of Chaos.    

If the Heart Of Angel was really left behind in Mao Ling, he would definitely find it.    

Yang Qiu didn't show much enthusiasm when he saw Sariel. He just nodded his head lightly. Just as Sariel was about to speak, a burst of arrogant laughter came from not far behind him.    

Sariel's facial expression changed instantly. He cursed in a low voice.    

"Damn it!"    

Yang Qiu looked at them with surprise. He found four young men who were about the same age as Sariel. They all carried a domineering aura and walked over from the other side.    

These four men looked the same as Sariel. They were so handsome that it was impossible to describe them. There was even a faint holy radiance on their bodies. Yang Qiu's eyelids twitched when he saw them.    

What kind of background did Sariel have?    

These fellows all had similar looks and were outrageously beautiful. Yang Qiu couldn't help but think of Lucifer's face.    

Fallen Angel, angel?    

Yang Qiu's whole body couldn't help but violently twitch.    

He was as handsome as a demon, and his entire body was covered with holy light. Wasn't this the description of an angel?    

But, what kind of damn thing was an angel?    

Weren't they humans?    

Yang Qiu only glanced at the four of them, then he retracted his gaze and continued to look at the surface of the sea. He looked at Sariel beside him as if he didn't know him.    

These four guys were all wearing the same white clothes, all of them had blond hair and blue eyes. Their skin was like jade. Especially their eyes, which were incomparably blue. Compared to them, Sariel was simply competing with them. Yang Qiu, on the other hand, was totally eclipsed by them.    

"Sariel, is this the helper you recruited? Hehe, such a weak guy is actually your helper?"    

One of the four young men spoke. His voice was as proud as a peacock. He looked down at Yang Qiu from above and quickly retracted his gaze. It was as if looking at Yang Qiu was an insult to him.    

"That's right. Sariel, you are becoming more and more depraved. How can you deal with such a lowly thing? Could it be that you have really forgotten your identity?"    

Yang Qiu's heart skipped a beat. He raised his head and saw Sariel standing beside him with a gloomy face. He could not help but shake his head and look at Sariel.    

"Sariel, although this is not part of your agreement with me, if you are willing to pay me a dollar, I can help you throw these four annoying guys into the sea!"    

Sariel was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and gave Yang Qiu a look. He slowly said:    

"No need, Jack. We don't need to care about these guys. "    

Yang Qiu showed a disdainful sneer on his face.    

"I understand what you mean. These idiots are not even worth a single coin. "    

The four of them were infuriated. They exchanged a gloomy look at the same time. The one who spoke at the beginning stared at Yang Qiu and said in a gloomy tone.    

"What did you say?"    

Yang Qiu raised his head and looked at him.    

"I said, you four idiots, not even a dollar is worth it. If someone is willing to pay a dollar, I don't mind throwing all of you into the sea!"    

"You. . . !"    

The guy's face froze, and then he said coldly:    

"Do you know who I am?"    

Yang Qiu shook his head.    

"Who you are has nothing to do with me. "    

"Damn thing, remember my name. My name is Nimos. The consequences of offending me. It's you. . . Un! " As this guy, Nimbus, spoke, his body was filled with ferocious killing intent. He grabbed at Yang Qiu, but without saying a word, Yang Qiu disappeared from his sight.    

While he was still in shock, a huge hand had grabbed his neck from behind. An unknown force was like a rope that bound his entire body.    

Under everyone's shocked gaze, Yang Qiu threw Nimos out like throwing a broken sack into the sea.    

"Damn it!"    

The faces of the remaining three men changed drastically. Sariel looked at Yang Qiu with a bitter expression.    

"Jack, you. . . Why did you provoke these bastards at this time?"    

Yang Qiu gave him a deep look and said.    

"Are you afraid of them?"    

Sariel's smile was bitter, but there was a hidden joy in his eyes.    

"I'm not afraid of them. I just don't want to get into trouble. "