C24 Monarch Name
C24 Monarch Name
Hsiao Hee wanted to let Shu Xian go, but his eyes turned and he immediately opened his mouth to speak.
Strange, in order to express his gratitude, Old Master Sun had invited them to the banquet in the afternoon. Why did Young Master Hsiao say that he hadn't eaten?
Xue Ren was slightly surprised, but did not interrupt. Since Hsiao Hee said so, then there must be a reason behind it.
"Alright, then take Divine Doctor Xue to see your brother first, I'll go downstairs to the cafeteria to get you some food."
Finishing her words, Shu Xian turned around and left.
Hsiao Hee, on the other hand, didn't say anything and directly ran towards the ward.
Someone who could find trouble with Hsiao Ze in this sanatorium was definitely not an ordinary person.
Perhaps he was someone who had a history in the army, Hsiao Hee clenched his fists tightly.
I hope it's not what I thought. Otherwise, these people will just send me on my way!
With a plan in mind, Hsiao Hee walked to the front of the ward. There were four people surrounding Hsiao Ze inside.
"Boss!" Without you, those bastards from the dragon group are completely lawless. "
A silver-haired man shouted in dissatisfaction. He had no intention of leaving.
"That's right, the Dragon King has decided to pass his position to the Crown Prince."
A man with long, flowing hair was leaning against the balcony of the ward. His voice was low and gloomy.
"As for that ungrateful crown prince, he —"
"Enough!"
Hsiao Ze shouted once again. He really wanted to rush up and slap the silver-haired man.
"This is not an excuse for you to leave the organization, go back immediately!"
For a time, the atmosphere in the room instantly became oppressive.
He seems to be big brother's former comrade?
Hsiao Hee stood outside the window of the ward and stared at the scene in front of him. He had a guess.
"Young Master Hsiao …"
Xue Ren saw that the argument in the ward was getting more and more heated, so he hesitated to speak.
He wanted to say that he should avoid it and just watch the conversation quietly. Even he felt embarrassed.
"Ahem …"
Hsiao Hee rubbed his nose and looked away awkwardly.
Before he could say anything, a whistling sound pierced the air.
He raised the heavy whip kick high into the air and then whipped it downwards. He did not show any mercy, as if he wanted to break Hsiao Hee's neck with that single chop.
Hsiao Hee looked to the side. His body did not have any intention of dodging. He only raised his hand and gently swung it.
Pow!
The back of her hand hit her white calves but it felt like a huge force was pushing over. The woman who could make a move frowned and took two steps back.
"Who are you?"
The woman was wearing khaki shorts, long legs, and a red jacket. Her face was filled with anger, and her high ponytail looked valiant and valiant.
"Who are you?"
Hsiao Hee stared at the woman in front of him. His eyes turned cold, "What are you doing here?"
"You don't deserve to know!"
As the woman spoke, she suddenly rushed forward and threw a punch towards him.
Just when she thought that this punch would break a few of Hsiao Hee's teeth, the wind from the punch came in contact with his face, which was already the shadow of Hsiao Hee's previous action.
"Elder Xue, step back a bit."
Hsiao Hee said without expression. He raised his hand to block the woman's fist and feet.
"Tell me your purpose for coming here. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite."
This Emperor?
The woman's movements faltered for a moment, and images of the mercenaries and assassins from various countries popped up in her mind.
Could it be that person who dared to call someone Emperor?
Thinking to that point, the woman's pupils shrunk and she abruptly retracted her leg. She stared at Hsiao Hee like a tiger staring at its prey.
In the world of assassins outside of China, the only one worthy of the title of emperor was the man from the Mi Kingdom, Johnson? Owl.
His abilities were terrifying to hear, and he had never failed in his assassination attempts. The bounty had already reached 2.7 billion yuan, and it was still increasing.
However, he was from the Mi nationality, with blonde hair and blue eyes. The young man in front of him was exceptionally handsome, without any foreign facial features.
"Your skills are not bad, but you do not deserve the title of Overlord!"
The woman looked coldly at Hsiao Hee, and after confirming that he wasn't that person, she shook her head in disdain.
From the moment her voice fell, the woman felt a wave of chilliness engulfing her.
As a top soldier in the army, she immediately became vigilant. This was an intense killing intent.
At that moment, it was as if her feet were empty and she had fallen into a bottomless abyss. The big hand that was grabbing towards her was like a savage Taotie that could easily crush a star.
Big hand!
The woman suddenly reacted, but it was already too late.
Hsiao Hee's large hands were like giant pincers as they directly grabbed onto the girl's fair and delicate neck.
"You …"
Before the woman could say anything, Hsiao Hee directly picked her up and held her in front of his face like he was holding a chicken.
"Other than me, there is no other person in this world who is worthy of the title of overlord."
Hsiao Hee's eyes emitted an endless ominous glint. He was indeed infuriated by the woman's undeserved cry.
The woman really didn't expect that this ordinary youth in front of her would have such shocking strength.
But since she was caught, she absolutely could not give in.
The woman turned her head and bit her teeth, not preparing to answer Hsiao Hee.
"Stop!"
The room had already heard the sounds of fighting outside the window. The four people who were originally surrounding Hsiao Ze all rushed out.
Unfortunately, they were still no match for Hsiao Hee.
Hsiao Hee didn't have that much patience, he was waiting for this bunch of ants to question his strength.
In just five breaths of time, all four of them had been sent flying. They landed heavily on the ground and coughed out a mouthful of blood.
Hsiao Hee threw the girl in his hand towards them with a cold gaze.
At the door of the ward, Hsiao Ze was holding himself up with his crutch. He stood there dumbfounded, not daring to believe what he had just seen.
Hsiao Hee, he...
A single person was able to contend against the entire dragon group?
[Even when I was still at my peak, I wouldn't be able to fight like this for five breaths of time, right?]
"Hsiao Hee, you …"
Hsiao Ze didn't know what to say.
All this time, Hsiao Hee had always given him a rather weak impression. All day long, Hsiao Hee had always liked and disliked some things. In short, it was not a serious matter.
However, today, he was truly frightened. It could be said that he was truly frightened.
Although his five dragon members were proficient in their own field, they were all extremely powerful.
This was especially so for Yaolyi, the woman who had once singlehandedly fought four Battle-King soldiers. Even the Dragon King had praised her skill as extraordinary.
Hsiao Ze stared blankly at the woman who was lying on the ground with pain all over her face. He pursed his lips and a hint of shock appeared in his eyes once again.
"Big brother, I've come to see you."
Hsiao Hee didn't even have a moment to catch his breath as he smilingly swept his gaze over the group of people lying on the ground. Finally, his gaze landed on Xue Ren.
"This is Xue Ren, Divine Doctor Xue. I specially invited him to come over to take a look at your legs."
But in front of his eyes, Xue Ren was feeling a lot more complex than Hsiao Ze.
Perhaps it was because he hadn't seen Hsiao Ze for so many years, but he felt that it was a good thing that his little brother had changed.
But Xue Ren was different, he often went in and out of Su family to diagnose Old Master Su's illness. How could he not know the appearance of Hsiao Hee at that time?