The King of Special Warfare

Kyushu Han's black blade shone with a dim brilliance under the bright light.

All the staff in the laboratory have left early.

Not long after the ultra-high temperature furnace was extinguished, the empty hall was silent and hot.

The divine weapon that was broken into two pieces was placed on a huge platform, deep and quiet.

Somewhat bleak, even bleak.

The palm of the saint slowly touched the cold edge of the sword.

Kyushu Han's sword intent seemed to resonate with his palm, but it was a little slow and seemed weak.

The saint's eyes were a little regretful, or pity: "It's a pity."

"Win the king and lose the bandit."

Wang Shengxiao stood beside him, calm and without any emotion.

The saint nodded, then shook his head again.

He looked at Kyushu Han, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said softly, "How about following me?"

Jiuzhou Han already has his own will, perhaps not as agile as Xuanyuan Feng, unable to express his emotions, but strictly speaking, it is now a life, but it is a little ignorant.

The saint tapped Kyushuhan's sword lightly, and said softly, "I'll take you to find another you."

Kyushu Han's sword edge suddenly shook.

A vague emotion spread out from the sword body.

Some hesitation, some reluctance, some yearning.

Swords are different from people after all.

People may need some other things to understand what Xuanyuan Feng is.

But the ignorant Kyushu Han would not.

In Eastern Europe, when two swords collide instantly, it can already understand that it is another self.

A more complete self.

It was cut off by another self.

The saint looked at it quietly, feeling his reluctance, and did not speak.

I don't know if many years ago or many years later, when the Wang family of Beihai handed Kyushu Han to Dongcheng Huangtu for the first time, it was also so reluctant.

But any life longs for completeness and freedom.

So he stopped talking and waited quietly.

"Crack."

Amid the clear sound of collision, Kyushu Han's two broken swords collided slightly, as if he had made a decision.

The two blades moved slightly towards the saint, and quickly shrank.

The saint held out his palm.

The extremely soft Kyushu Han wrapped the saint's fingers, spread all the way up, and finally turned into a black armguard.

The saint lowered his head and touched the armguard, feeling a little happy.

He turned his head and looked at Wang Shengxiao.

"Leave after dinner?"

Wang Shengxiao smiled calmly.

He seemed to have no emotions, and seemed to suppress all emotions.

From this moment on, the No. 1 murderous soldier who had accompanied the Wang family of Beihai for hundreds of years left the Wang family of Beihai. In its long career, it would be accompanied by another Tianjiao.

This fact is bloody for everyone in the Beihai Wang family.

But Wang Shengxiao didn't show anything.

For the first time, the saints felt a kind of unfathomable city power from the new patriarch of Beihai.

This is something that even Li Tianlan doesn't have.

A flash of vigilance flashed deep in his eyes, and then he shook his head: "No need."

He said softly: "I'm in a hurry to go back. As for the hospital, I can't leave for too long."

Wang Shengxiao was silent for a while, then nodded: "Alright."

He stretched out his hand to signal the saint to leave with him, and said softly, "How are the injuries of the two Highnesses?"

Since they are cooperating, the saint doesn't mind revealing some information, he shook his head and said, "Not very good."

Today, the hospital he guards is still home to many wounded from the chaos in Eastern Europe. More than a year has passed, and some people have left the hospital, such as Gongsun Qi and Yi of General Siling, and Xuanwu will also leave the hospital in the near future.

And in the hospital he was guarding, the two most seriously injured were also the two most powerful.

robbery.

Li Xi.

Their injuries still haven't improved. Since the First World War in Eastern Europe, the two are still in a deep coma without any improvement.

Li Xi's position is unknown.

If Jie could wake up, Lin Fengting might not be the number one expert in the dark world.

Now, an invincible assassin codenamed Jue has become the number one killer in the dark world. Standing at the top, if Jie can wake up and recover, how terrifying will a super assassin who has crossed the peak invincible realm be? , no one can imagine.

Wang Shengxiao nodded. Hearing the news, he didn't know whether it was good or bad.

The helicopter on the tarmac is already on standby after being replenished.

The saint shook hands with Wang Shengxiao, boarded the helicopter without saying anything, and left Dibing Mountain directly.

Next, he will go to the Central Plains to deliver Kyushu Han, and then return to Youzhou as quickly as possible to protect the seriously injured standing beside Li Tianlan

them.

Standing on the tarmac, Wang Shengxiao looked up at the helicopter as it lifted off into the sky. It also got farther and farther in the air, and finally turned into a small black spot. He didn't speak for a long time.

Silently, the tall and tall Huang walked over, walking lightly like a big cat.

"This person is very strong."

She looked up at the direction the helicopter was leaving, and said slowly.

"How can it be possible that the Deputy Palace Master of the East Palace is not strong?"

Wang Shengxiao said quietly: "According to our analysis, although he is over forty years old, he still has a great possibility to step into the realm of peak invincibility. His foundation is too stable."

Huang nodded and hummed.

"Kyushu Han, he took it away?"

Huang asked.

Wang Shengxiao hummed.

"The emperor of fierce soldiers, he took it away?"

She repeated it again.

Wang Shengxiao twitched his eyebrows and hummed again.

"Ah."

Huang laughed, a little sarcasm: "What a Wang family of Beihai, he really has a big business."

Wang Shengxiao did not speak.

"Everyone is worried about the future of Beihai. I don't think there is anything to worry about."

Huang sneered slightly: "How could such a large family business collapse in an instant? You are the patriarch of Beihai now. You will give it to the Emperor today, the troops of the heavens tomorrow, and the potion of immortality the day after tomorrow. It is really impossible to send half of Beihai. Chang, Beihai is so big, it can always be supported for decades by giving away family wealth."

Wang Shengxiao frowned suddenly, looked at Huang, and said slowly: "Who told you that I was giving away my fortune?"

"I don't need to be told."

Huang said lightly: "That's the fact. No matter how big the Beihai foundation is, it's impossible to disdain the fierce soldiers. If you tell me that the Emperor is not the family property of the Wang family of Beihai, I will believe it. You mean that you have a family. Ten thousand emperors, I also believe it, as long as you believe it yourself."

"I'm very happy to see the North Sea like this."

She turned around slowly: "It's just that I still feel sorry for my sister."

"The Wang family of Beihai doesn't need anyone to feel sorry for you, and you don't need anyone to pity you."

Wang Shengxiao said softly: "Of course the Beihai Wang family will not have ten thousand emperors."

"But you're right about one thing, Beihai Wang's family is indeed big."

He looked at Huang's back, and said calmly: "I can give him Huang, naturally because the Wang family of Beihai has something better than Renhuang. Such a simple truth, auntie, why don't you understand?"