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Chapter 842(2/2)

"Dang 6!!" In the air, two daggers collided hard again!

Mars is everywhere!@

The huge impact caused Yuan Li's entire body to be blown away!

Chen Zong stepped forward and quickly passed by an afterimage!

Attack violently!

"Dang, Dang, Dang...!!" In the living room of hundreds of square meters, two figures kept blasting each other in the air...!!

Murderous intent surges...!!

Chen Zongheng, holding the Devil May Cry dagger, kept teaching Yuan Li all his killing skills...!

This is not just testing the knife.

Even more so, teaching killing skills!

The figures of the two people were constantly confronting each other in the living room!

The marble tile floor in the living room could not withstand such a terrifying force.

The marble floor is constantly cracked and dented!

The scene is unprecedented!

The entire living room, with its extravagant and luxurious decoration, was almost completely destroyed by the terrifying bombardment of these two people!

"Bang bang bang!" At this moment, there was a rapid knock on the door outside the hall!

"I said... what are you doing?! Young people, are you making a martial arts movie?! You should also be more restrained in your love! You are making such a big noise and you are not letting people sleep?!"

Outside the gate, there was an angry shout from the neighbor on the opposite side of the terrace!

Well……

The battle between Yuan Li and Chen Zongheng finally stopped.

The two of them fought too fiercely.

As a result, it has already disturbed the residents and neighbors next door...

Yuan Li took back the dagger and walked gently to the door. He did not open the door, but faced the door and said apologetically, "I'm sorry...I know...our house...is being renovated...we will stop immediately, sorry,

Sorry to disturb you..."

"Decorating? What kind of decoration are you specializing in in the middle of the night?! Young people, don't play too exciting, take care of your health, you know?! You are young, don't overdraw too much! Late at night... it's really..."

The elder sister outside the door complained dissatisfiedly, and then turned around angrily and returned to the house opposite.

After Yuan Li saw the neighbor coming home through the crack in the door, he carefully turned around, took a deep breath, and let out a long breath.

She stuck out her tongue at Chen Zongheng.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Chen... our neighbors like to make random guesses..." Yuan Li said apologetically.

Chen Zongheng also retracted the dagger, his eyes were calm and cold, and he didn't say much.

He lit a cigarette.

"From now on, this sword belongs to you."

"Remember, the knife is with you."

"Every man dies with the sword."

"Don't throw away the knife at any time. It is your life-saving friend."

Chen Zongheng's voice was calm and indifferent, and he spoke slowly, word by word.

In his eyes, a knife is more than just a knife.

He is also his partner and friend.

It's his murder weapon.

The knife is there and the people are there.

If the sword dies, so does the man.

Therefore, Devil May Cry is always by his side.

The killer's knife never leaves his body.

"Yes!" Yuan Li's pretty face was solemn and he nodded vigorously.

Chen Zongheng slowly blew out a smoke ring and said calmly, "Since the knife belongs to you, give it a name."

Yuan Li was stunned for a moment and looked at the sharp black dagger in his hand.

She blinked her watery eyes and looked at Mr. Chen.

"How about... call it Ai Zongheng?"

Chen Zong teleported directly in front of her, raised his two fingers, and hit her head hard.

"Ah...it hurts..." Yuan Li's pretty face looked aggrieved, a little cute, but also a little pitiful.
Chapter completed!
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