Chapter 664: Did not die before the death of the teacher
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Godly Stay-Home Dad
- Shan Wang Zhang
- 1526 characters
- 2021-01-31 10:49:27
These people are chatting around in the whisper.
However, the few big men who Chen Changqing noticed before are always silent. They are not incompetent, but they don’t bother to talk to each other like these people. Who is more powerful, who is more powerful, who and who likes to burst the chrysanthemum.
Only they and Zhang Han were quieter in the presence, drinking and waiting silently.
At eight o'clock, the man in the coat with Zhang Han who came in came with eight identical men dressed in the same dress from the back.
"Start, keep quiet on the road, don't shout loudly, let you do what you want."
When the man said something, he took the lead and went out.
Zhang Han and Chen Changqing got up and found a large off-road vehicle on the back side. I don't know if I like it or not. This car only has two of them and one driver.
There are six people in each car, and these cars are more than enough to sit down.
Hey!
Starting from a group of cars, heading north into the town, entering the road, not far from a forest, stepping into the edge of the northern ice sheet.
There is no road here, some are just snow and ice, but the snow that has been deposited for many years looks like a calm water. In fact, the road is unclear and there are dangerous places. Fortunately, there is a wheel mark on the inside.
It can be said that the predecessors took the road to cool down.
The team traveled all the way, and soon it was like walking into a snow-white world, like the middle of the desert, which made people feel a little depressed.
Perhaps according to the sun, you can tell the direction, but the sky here is gray and it takes about two hours.
It was discovered that there were helicopters patrolling back and forth in the front air.
After another twenty minutes of travel, I found that on both sides of the road ahead, I listened to the military’s dozens of armed teams, and there were many tents beside the team.
After seeing this type of off-road vehicle team, a dozen of them were standing on both sides of the road, headed by the summer palms, and let them park.
Listening thoroughly and slowly, the first officer lowered the window, and the man with a beard gave a document and handed it over.
The headed soldier took a look and looked at the car. He waved his hand and gestured for release.
The team then passed the security and traveled again to the inside.
This time, it is no longer a straight road, but a turn to the left and right to find a better road.
After all, the area is very large, and it has been driving for hours, until dusk, the team finally approached the central area of the ice sheet.
It can be seen that not far from the front side, there are more than 30 people standing in front of a canyon.
This is the local military power.
When they were close to them, the team stopped and the group got off.
The man in the coat of the head said:
"You can only send it here, and the next way you go."
After saying that the leading brother looked at Zhang Han and Chen Changqing, he walked over and pointed out that he spoke in a very pouting Chinese:
"Inside, go, go, just come here."
"Yeah." Chen Changqing nodded.
This leading brother went to his own car, but he did not leave, but looked at this group of people. In fact, he even wanted to see how Zhang Han and Chen Changqing spent the Olympics.
Was he spent a lot of money looking for himself, just to send the two to death?
He is a bit curious.
In the eyes of these people, a group of more than 20 people slowly walked over and stopped at the front side of the customs.
The presence can be said to be all military, although the temperature here is more than 30 degrees, but it is not a very bad environment for them.
"Ao's boss hasn't seen you for a long time."
"Ao Zongshi."
"Olympic adults, your face has been better recently."
"..."
There are seven or eight people in the crowd who have seen the Olympics, and all of them are flattering, and there is still a cold indifference when Zhang Han and Chen Changqing enter the pub.
However, Oufan did not take a look at their greetings.
The cold and casual eyes glanced in the crowd, and suddenly he was surprised: "Hey?"
Some surprises, gaze back and forth between Zhang Han and Chen Changqing.
In the end, it was still fixed on Chen Changqing, who was more 'sweet.'
However, he did not leave for a while, but he was indulged.
At this time, someone came to God to fill the knife and whispered in his ear: "The two people were sent by people, and it may be that you may be filial to the boss."
"is it?"
Ou Fan suddenly laughed, and his expression was more easy-going. He looked at the direction of the team and waved his hand and muttered to himself: "Step brother has a heart."
After finishing his exquisiteness to the back side, his eyes stared at Chen Changqing:
"This little old man from China is very handsome."
"Hey."
Aofan's face with a comfortable expression, in this cold place, finally have some fun.
Hey!
At this time, whether it is just the crowd, or the people in the rear team, even the men of the Olympic sail feel the chrysanthemum tight.
Damn, fortunately, my own long ugly, of course, the boss of the Austrian boss, which is not ugly to a certain realm, not ugly he dare to come?
"Come, come and prepare the tent!"
Aofan hit a wave and slowly approached Chen Changqing.
He intends to enjoy this look more elegant.
"Ha ha ha."
At this time, a burst of laughter rang.
But then.
Accompanied by a ‘噗嗤’ sound.
Everyone’s laughter came to an abrupt end, their eyes were getting bigger, their mouths were wide, and they were terrified.
Even the leading brothers and sisters sitting in the team are awesome.
In their gaze, there is also a proud color of the Olympic sail on the face. The whole person suddenly becomes half-small, as if it is a balloon that is constantly squeezed, and the next second will be smashed and smashed into a fog. Only a few traces were left in the place where he just stood.
"what!"
The people of Aofan were shocked and their bodies were retreating. They looked at Chen Changqing who was slowly withdrawing his palms.
This person, taking a palm shot, is like a fly, but the master of the master, Austrian sail, died on the spot.
What does this mean?
The strength of the other side is terrible to the extent that it can kill the Olympic sails. At the very least, it has the strength of the late master.
Even giving them the feeling that this person waved freely, and they all played the momentum of those super strong and powerful gods.
As everyone knows, what they feel is very accurate.
It was the few giants that Chen Changqing had sensed before, and looked at Chen Changqing with a look of taboo.
At this moment, the audience was silent.
But they don't talk, someone talks.
"Go."
I saw the more masculine man beside the blasphemy and whispered a word.
This makes everyone a bit weird, the people who shot are so powerful, how can you have no respect in your tone?
Is it that he is a more powerful person?
This thought is heard in the hearts of some people.
"Ok."
I saw Chen Changqing bowed his head.
Whizzing!
In the next moment, the two walked forward, but every time they moved, the figure had to travel 100 meters forward.
As if it was a blink of an eye, the figure of the two disappeared into the people’s field of vision, leaving a group of jaw-dropping people:
"Our, the Austrian sailor is dead?"
A very heavy and realistic topic.
Hey!
Everyone's gaze gathered again in the place where the Olympic sail stood, except for the small fog on the snow.
"They are so strong! It's two very strong people!"
"When you kill and kill the mid-master, this is not something that ordinary people can do."
Ou Fan’s men were shocked to discuss.
Some of them can't believe this result, but at this time, no one is accounting, or what they say. Although they are the men of Olympic Sailing, they feel that their own life is more important.
However, among the strong men who were inspired by Chen Changqing, a small-eyed man headed by him, his eyes were extremely dignified, and he took a deep breath and said slowly:
"Looking at their size and face, they should be Chinese, and they can reach this level. I seem to think of two people."
"Who?" asked his companion.
"The Qing emperor and the monk Zhang!" The little-eyed man spit out the heavy words word by word.
"hiss!"
His companions sucked a sigh of relief.
"Is that two giants?"
Even one of the men suddenly changed his pupil because of the violent fluctuations in his mood.
brush!
Like a wolf-like pupil, it swells and swells on the pupil.
If Chen Changqing is here, I will definitely find that several of them are ice wolves!
But in fact, Zhang Han has already discovered that under the strength of his spiritual knowledge, these little wolves are invisible.