The Romantic Soldier King

Ye Cheng frowned, this man had such a powerful spear technique, he could always predict his position clearly, if not because he was fast, he would have fallen to the ground, and looking at the other three, he was not weak either, what was going on with Eastsea City, how could there be so many experts in the span of a night?    

    

Thinking about cyan and the group of people in front of him, he couldn't help but feel that the situation in Eastsea City was going to change. Although he didn't know which power the cyan was from, at least he knew that it was a known force, but the few people in front of him didn't address each other by name.    

    

"Eh?" The 11 looked at Ye Cheng in shock: "A mere little security guard actually has such ability."    

    

With one hand, he made a fist and with the other hand, he swung the blade in his hand, drawing an elegant arc in the air as he slashed towards Ye Cheng with a cold wind.    

    

Seeing that, Ye Cheng immediately rolled backwards.    

    

"Clang!"    

    

The sound of metal clashing could be heard. A big hole had been cut open where Ye Cheng was standing just now, the battle blade was stuck straight into the huge boulder. The battle blade was not damaged, but the gigantic boulder had already shattered into pieces.    

    

It was as if 11 knew that Ye Cheng would dodge the throwing knife, he jumped onto the boulder and easily pulled the sword out from the boulder and carried it on his shoulder. 11's skin was as white as a woman's, and it could not be considered handsome.    

    

"Someone like you shouldn't just be a security guard, right? Could it be that we were so lucky to meet a secret service agent? " 11 laughed coldly again and again, but did not make a move. "Seeing such skills, I actually can't bear to kill you."    

    

"I wish I were an agent." Ye Cheng frowned, this 11 was very strong, her strength was on par with the members of the Bloody Society, "If you don't kill me, then I will leave."    

    

Ye Cheng took the initiative to turn around and run. It was his first time encountering such a dangerous opponent in the Eastsea City, so even if he faced dozens of Iron Blood Alliance assassins, he did not feel threatened. However, regardless of the danger, he still had the confidence to kill all of them.    

    

"You want to run? How can it be that easy?" 11 said coldly, after that, the four of them quickly chased after him, all the way until 20 odd eyes were unsettled, "Strange, why did this person suddenly appear so weak."    

    

"No.15." With 11's order, Number Fifteen took out his own silver white handgun and shot in the direction Ye Cheng had escaped in. At the same time, he shot in two different directions at Ye Cheng's side, immediately blocking his path.    

    

"Damn it, looks like I have to think of a way to get rid of this Number Fifteen. Otherwise, it'll be very difficult to fight him." Ye Cheng's eyes were cold as he thought about a plan. However, 11 did not give him any time to attack from two different directions.    

    

"Die, boy." Number 20 rushed in front of, clenched his fists and struck towards Ye Cheng's head.    

    

"I'm not qualified to save you." Ye Cheng sneered, his gaze suddenly turning sharp, only to see Number 20's fist graze past Ye Cheng's body, and at the same time, Ye Cheng used his leg to kick Number 20 away, quickly grabbing a broken piece of wood beside him and thrusting it towards Number 20's head.    

    

"Puchi."    

    

"Ah!" With a blood-curdling scream, Number Twenty's skin was torn apart by the piece of wood. Fresh blood flowed out of his chest and dripped to the ground. After twitching a few times, he stopped moving.    

    

Everything happened too quickly, the 11 did not expect that Number Twenty would actually be killed in a single exchange. "Damn it, to dare kill our people, you have to use your death to make up for it."    

    

11's expression was not good. This man had actually killed his subordinates in front of him.    

    

"Are you stupid? If I don't kill him, does that mean I have to let him kill me? " Ye Cheng taunted, using the same disdainful look in his eyes as he stared at 11, one finger shaking left and right, meaning that you are not qualified to kill me.    

    

"Even if you are arrogant, you still have the ability to be arrogant." 11 gripped his blade tightly and slashed at Ye Cheng, the two of them instantly clashed, it had to be said that compared to the 11 20, it was much stronger, and the two of them were at their wit's end.    

    

The 11 caught Ye Cheng off guard and smashed his chest fiercely with a fist. Ye Cheng's body flew out horizontally like a broken kite.    

    

11 would never forgive this person for being able to strike at the same time that Ye Cheng flew away. With the blade in his hand, he aimed to cut Ye Cheng in half from the middle.    

    

Seeing that, Ye Cheng grabbed onto a bamboo with one hand and stopped himself. At the same time, he used his palm to break the bamboo and shot it towards 11 like a spear.    

    

"Hmph, no need to struggle." 11 shook his blade, releasing a buzzing sound, and had no choice but to give up the chance to cut Ye Cheng in half. He looked at Ye Cheng again, and Ye Cheng suddenly disappeared from his sight.    

    

11's expression was cold, looking all around for Ye Cheng, his ears trembling: So it's here. After saying that, he threw the sword over. The blade was extremely sharp, and the surrounding bamboo trees were easily chopped into two with just a slight touch.    

    

Puchi." A shadow fell from the sky. Number 11 sneered, "I told you, there was no need to struggle. In the end, it would still be death." "As he said this, his pupils shrank when he saw the shadow that fell down. It wasn't a human, but a stray dog that had been abandoned here for who knows how long.    

    

Just as Ye Cheng was throwing the lance towards 11, he discovered a dead dog not far away. His mind suddenly thought of a method to invite the dead dog's corpse into the urn, and he threw it into the bamboo forest, while he himself skillfully hid behind a tree. After all, his vision was blurry at night.    

    

11 was struck by the technique, and without even thinking, he threw his blade out, cutting "Ye Cheng" into two, instantly killing off's vigilance. As he walked over, when he saw the true "Ye Cheng" on the ground clearly, his pupils shrank, and it was right at this moment that Ye Cheng made his move.    

    

An angry roar came from behind a tree at the side. Ye Cheng held onto a big boulder, and waved it towards 11: "See who's hard point." Ye Cheng was as fast as a steed, he arrived in front of 11 in an instant.    

    

"No." The 11 roared unwillingly, but it was too late, Ye Cheng's stone was about to pry open his head, a gunshot rang out, the key moment, number 15 had already pulled the trigger, blocking Ye Cheng's attack route. If Ye Cheng were to smash 11's head, then he would be in danger.    

    

After considering for a moment, Ye Cheng helplessly let go of her hand and retreated: "F * ck, the stone said that it wouldn't be comfortable if I don't touch your head."    

    

Ye Cheng said, and threw the stone in his hand towards 11, but he was easily shot away by the bullet in number 15.    

    

11, who was walking around the edge of death, gasped, "Shame, this is simply shame." 11 roared. He was almost killed by a security guard and it would be embarrassing if word of this got out, "Only your death can wash away my shame."    

    

11 roared again and again, his entire being was deranged, his expression fierce, his Green Scripture following him explosively, grabbing onto his blade by his side, crazily chopping down all the trees blocking his way along the way.    

    

"Kid, how can you not love and care for the vegetation? You really lack education." Ye Cheng's words angered 11 so much that he vomited blood.    

    

Since there was a chance, then there must be a second chance, so Ye Cheng was not anxious, it was just that Number Fifteen who was at the side had a little trouble, Ye Cheng pulled away from the 11, and with the help of the bright moonlight, he was able to see the handgun in Number Fifteen's hand. It was the most powerful Desert Eagle, with a pure silver body.    

    

"The Desert Eagle has seven bullets. After firing four just now, that means there are three more. I need to think of a way to get rid of them." With this thought, Ye Cheng suddenly realized how adorable the stone was. He grabbed a stone and threw it at Number Fifteen.    

    

Number Fifteen sneered repeatedly and easily dodged the attack. It was just that this Ye Cheng kept on throwing at him, which made him inexplicably frustrated. On the other side, the 11 was not able to catch up to Ye Cheng who was running away.    

    

"Go and die, 11 will follow." Number Fifteen dodged a few rocks that Ye Cheng threw and pulled the trigger on him.    

    

"One, two, three." Every time Number Fifteen shot a gun at Ye Cheng, Ye Cheng would count until three, killing intent flashed in his eyes.    

    

11 greeted him with a slash of his blade and missed him again, "Bastard, don't be like a grandson and hide from me. Do you dare to fight me head on?"    

    

"As you wish." Ye Cheng's answer was very straightforward. His figure suddenly rushed forward from not too far away, and with a rock in hand, he smashed towards 11's head.    

    

"Do you think this move will work on me without sneak attacking me?" Halfway through 11's words, his face suddenly flashed with a trace of fear. He wanted to dodge but discovered that he was no longer able to keep up with Ye Cheng's speed; he had just consumed too much power in his berserk state. "No!"    

    

He looked at Number Fifteen in despair. Only Number Fifteen was able to save him, but it was a pity that Number Fifteen was changing his magazine. Although Number Fifteen's change of magazine was extremely fast, it was enough for Ye Cheng to kill 11 in such a short period of time.    

    

Ye Cheng's stone easily smashed apart his skull, causing his brain to immediately slide down from the stone. 11 who had lost the support of his body weakly fell to the ground, looking as if he was about to die.    

    

"Damn it! The stone just now was just wasting my bullets!" A trace of fear flashed across No.15's eyes. He was only proficient in the way of the spear, but if someone got close to him, he would definitely die. He couldn't help but look at the figure that had yet to make a move.    

    

"What a fool."    

    

The beautiful woman's voice echoed, the lingering sound was extremely pleasant to listen to, causing Ye Cheng's mind to tremble uncontrollably.    

    

"Another female killer, is it about to do that kind of evil thing again? Furthermore, with such a pleasant voice, calling out to him would definitely be very pleasing to the ear."    

    

The originally murderous Ye Cheng immediately turned into a pig-faced man, sweeping away his previous baleful aura. After all, those female killer s already made him do shy things, so there shouldn't be any exceptions.