In the private room, the atmosphere was solemn and depressing.

In, with such a drastic gaze, he looked at him.

Chen Zongheng, however, was still calm and calm. He stepped on Ding Zhi, slowly raised his glass and sipped the tea.

The clouds and winds were as if... they ignored everything in front of them.

"Give you three seconds, let go of my nephew immediately."

Ding Long was wearing a camouflage uniform and combat suit, his eyes were cold and his voice was terrifying murderous intent.

"otherwise……"

He did not say the following words.

But, he has already expressed his position!

If you don't let others go, the consequences can be imagined.

At the dining table, Chen Zongheng raised his eyes slightly and glanced at him lightly.

"If you ask me to let go, I will let go? Wouldn't I be embarrassed?"

this.

At the door, the soldiers:...

This is the first time they have seen someone who is not afraid of death and dare to speak in such a tone in front of the husband!

Ding Long stood there like a sharp sword, only a few feet away from Chen Zongheng.

He carried his hands on his back and was wearing a camouflage uniform, which made people stand out without anger.

"Do you know... whom are you talking to?" Ding Long's voice was very calm, but it had an unprecedented sense of sternness.

"Do you know, who am I?"

Ding Long's two consecutive questions, the breath surged, and the entire air condensed!

People in the martial arts camp are born with a violent aura and carry that murderous aura!

As the two rounds of questions were met, Ding Long slowly raised his right hand and reached in front of his left shoulder.

Slowly, dusted the epaulette on the shoulders of the clothes.

The epaulette has no other patterns, only a large traditional Chinese character is embroidered with green needles and threads, "Bai"!

The word "ellipse" represents his position!

Centurion!

Below one person, above a hundred people!

The centurion of the Wuying Camp is already an outstanding existence in this peaceful society and ordinary city!

When ordinary people see it, they must bow respectfully to show their respect!

Some ancient people even said:

Ya Zhang left Fengque, and the iron cavalry surrounded the Dragon City.

It is better to be a centurion than to be a scholar.

This is an absolutely unpretentious Wujian position!

However, Chen Zongheng's face was still calm in front of the dining table in the private room.

He took a sip of tea, and then... his eyes glanced at Ding Long.

"A mere centurion dares to show off his might in front of me?"

Swish~!

Chen Zongheng said this...

The whole audience fell into silence!

this?!

At the door of the private room, the group of soldiers:...

This guy is fucking... don't want to live anymore?!

Dare to say such a ruthless thing in front of Centurion Ding?!

This is simply!

Ding Long stood there, his whole body, his face was sharp, his fists were clenched, with an unprecedented anger!

"Dare to insult my position as a martial arts camp? I rebelled against the law and you have committed a serious crime!"

"Come on! Take it down!" Ding Long shouted loudly!

Following, Ding Long gave the order!

Outside the door of the private room, a group of camouflage soldiers... suddenly rushed in!

The sharp swords were unsheathed!

The sharp edge of the battle blade, the murderous intention is revealed!

Such a war knife is definitely not a weapon used by ordinary people in the world.

The martial arts sword, hammered and refined, and cut iron like mud, is the real war god weapon!

"Take me?" Chen Zongheng sat at the dining table, his eyes were faint and he looked around, and a cold curve of disdain was raised at the corner of his mouth.

"Do you guys have that qualification?"

Swish~!

Hearing this sentence, the group of martial arts soldiers looked cold?!

"Bold! Do you dare to act like this in front of my husband?!" At this moment, a soldier looked angry and shouted loudly!

But, the warrior just finished speaking.

Chen Zongheng suddenly raised his hand suddenly and slapped him in the air!

"Bang...!!" The warrior was directly driven out by a terrifying force!

"Puff!" The soldier sprayed out a mouthful of blood, and his body slammed and hit a wall behind him. The wall was directly bombarded and shattered!

The sky is full of dust!

All the soldiers present changed their qualities?!

This fuck!

What is the method?!

Just now, all of them... didn't see clearly what happened!

I only saw that the man slammed the warrior into the air... and slapped the warrior directly??

this?!

How did he do it?!

Use energy to transform strength?

This is fucking... but the real world, not mythical martial arts! How could humans... have such a means?!

Everyone was shocked at the entire scene.

Only Ding Long stood there, clenched his fists tightly... His pupils trembled violently!

Just now, no one saw clearly what happened...

But he vaguely captured...a picture!

That is not mythical martial arts... nor is it... hurting people from a distance.

Instead, the speed is as fast as the limit of human beings!

In the blink of an eye, even the speed that even humans could not notice... he flashed out instantly... and slapped the person away, and then returned to his seat at a supersonic speed.

Everything is done in one go, as fast as lightning!

The speed is so fast that even...even the group of soldiers in front of you cannot capture it!

At this moment, a drop of cold sweat on Ding Long's forehead slowly penetrated and overflowed!

this…!

This speed... How terrifying is needed??!

"Who is you...the person?"

Chen Zongheng sat at the dining table, stepped on Ding Zhi and slowly lit a cigarette.

"I...? I'm just a little guy, not worth mentioning. Compared with Centurion Ding, it's insignificant."

"What, Chief Ding Century, do you... want to compete with me for level?"
To be continued...