Vol 3 Chapter 86: British Commissioner

The commissioner trapped in the reception room and the Suez Canal Company's key members looked at each other, and the guards protecting them suddenly exploded. The most terrible thing was the two arrows shot from a tricky angle. The sharpness made Chen Ang's heart suddenly feel a sense of vigilance. He pressed his right hand on his waist, and slanted it like a fan. The translucent silver light fan with a radius of a sword land was fleeting.

He split the two arrows into two halves from the middle, and the castration was exhausted, and they fell to the ground.

At this time, the silver sword light in the mid-air dissipated. Then the British saw the weapon held by Chen Ang's right hand, but it was a soft sword with excellent elasticity, which could even be wrapped around the waist. The sword light was as clear as water, and the sword body was tough. In the hands of Chen Ang straight and bright, no one could imagine that the sword had just been wrapped around Chen Ang's waist with a relatively large curvature.

"England Longbowman!" Chen Ang looked at the two British soldiers behind the commissioner. The purple shirt long bow in their hands revealed their identities. This unusually strong upper body and deformed chest and back bones make it difficult to make People do not think of the British long archer who resisted the aggression before the British Industrial Revolution and made the continental aggression army frightened.

I just didn't expect that Chen An would have kept this ancient army in the era of the development of hot weapons, which is still retained by the British.

At this point, the two British soldiers rushing out of the guest room had arrived in front of Chen Ang. Although they were wearing British military uniforms, their yellow skin color and the distinctive characteristics of the plateau race all explained that these soldiers were not British. The strange weapons like dog-legs on their hands showed their identity even more. These Nepalese scimitars were the Gurkha warriors who had dealt a huge blow to the British army.

After the Gurkha conquest in Britain, these Gurkha warriors were employed in large numbers to participate in the suppression of India's uprising against colonial rule. Gurkha warriors are well disciplined and brave and warlike. The physique of the plateau makes them tough, believes in Hinduism, advocates ascetic rituals, and gives them a powerful will to endure pain.

Two dog-legged scimitars relentlessly hacked at the key points of Chen Ang. These Gurkha warriors have a high tolerance for pain and are almost unresponsive to pain. They are skilled in martial arts and most importantly they are not afraid Dead, often willing to die with their enemies, these two Gurkhas are the best of the British.

After some mysterious rituals of Hinduism, they are proficient in yoga, they are exceptionally agile, and they are also extremely powerful. Their positive strength is not under the title of the blood race. Of course, if the two sides fight hard, the blood race will ultimately win. Near-immortal resilience.

But Gurkha warriors are still human.

The long sword in Chen Ang ’s hand was slightly bent under his carrying capacity. The sword body drew a curve to accumulate elastic dynamic potential energy. The sword ’s tip swayed with the bending of the sword body. In Chen Ang ’s hand, this extremely difficult weapon As flexible as a venomous poisonous snake, only Chen Ang took a step forward and made a deep visible bone scar on the wrists of two Gurkha warriors.

The dog-legged knives could no longer hold the caste and came out of the hands of the Gurkha warrior.

With a twinkling of Jian Jianguang, the two men's faces were scratched with a deep scar by the tip of the sword. The scar passed through both eyes and cut the eyeballs protected by the eyelids in half.

"Ah!" The Gurkha warrior gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain in his eyes. They still wanted to fight again, but Chen Ang had passed by them, and the blood race that followed them would soon drag the two who had lost sight, At this time, Chen Ang was only five steps away from the British Commissioner. He was holding a sword, and his long sword was pulled out like a blue dragon in his sleeve, stabbing a British soldier who came up to block it.

A clergyman in black next to the British commissioner pressed his hand to the Bible, and swiftly read the Latin scriptures. He raised the cross on the front, made of gold, and inlaid with a jewel on the cross, giving off a bright light. , The blood behind Chen Ang snorted, and the skin exposed to the holy light seemed to be burned, falling off and coking.

Another three barefoot black soldiers rushed up. These British Maasai hired by Africa's most combative tribe were tall and extremely robust. The spears in their hands were extremely flexible. Progress, or joint strikes, some seduce the enemy, some resist the enemy, the three are like one, and three heads and six arms are killed, it is difficult to parry.

If the blood is standing here, then when attacked by the Holy Light, these three people will suddenly attack together, even if Hong Fan comes, he will suffer a big loss.

It is a pity that it is not Hong Fan who is standing here.

Chen Ang stretched his left hand down, and a silver P229 pistol in his sleeve fell into his palm. With the trembling of his wrist, the sword of his right hand trembled like a flower, but it was implied sharply. Into the enemy's vital point, at the same time, his left hand repeatedly fired shots, calmly killed the two long archers who posed a threat.

He strode on and on, stopping and killing God along the way, leaving a dead body until he came to the British Commissioner.

At this time, the bloodskins who were blindfolded by the Holy Light in the rear had also returned to normal. They drew the blood lost from the dead around them, and soon recovered. Several people followed Chen Aung to kill him. The name was black The priest Yi is still waiting to resist. The cross in his hand is giving birth to a fierce counterattack, and Chen Ang cuts his neck.

The neck blood touched a black-blooded blood race behind Chen Ang, making him go mad, growl, and plunged into the center of the meeting room. The middle Suez company official changed his face and fired repeatedly to stop, but his speed Just like the wind ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Suddenly invaded several people's side, grabbed two of them by their necks, and nails with blood energy had penetrated into their arteries.

The British special commissioner saw Chen Ang already standing opposite him and hurriedly said, "You can't kill me, I'm the hereditary baron of Great Britain, kill me, even if you are a blood race, there is great trouble, as long as you can let me go, I will inform you of all opportunities related to the Empire! "

昂 Chen Ang's face was just faint: "No, we will get it by ourselves!"

He stepped aside, a blood baron that followed him raised his head from his hood, and his pale face gave him a unique evil spirit, but the British special commissioner apparently recognized him and called in horror. Out loud, he screamed like a little girl: "Wingate! Former Commissioner in Egypt Wingate!"

His voice was frightened, and with a little surprise, since Wingate was transformed into a blood race, so proves his fate, and so is the same. Although the transformation into a blood race lost many powers and interests, it left at least a life, And you can enjoy eternal life.

When Wingate bit his throat, he didn't mean to resist.

Soon the commissioner turned into a dead body, which was thrown to the ground by Wingate's rubbish. Wingate knelt on the ground and reported: "Master, I have read his memory and knew the British plan . "

昂 Chen Ang calmly said: "Relevant information is submitted to the intelligence team, now we are going to hit Huanglong!"


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