Chapter 370: only one

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Late at night, the top floor of Sanmu Building.
The spacious office is luxuriously decorated. Standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, there was a figure, an elderly old man, about seventy years old, but with a straight figure and a spirited spirit.
He was wearing a suit, a bit fierce, and his eyes were as aggressive as a tiger.
He is the president of Miki, and the head of the Miki family, Miki Goro.
As the leader of the Sanmu Society, he is in Dongying, which can be described as a powerful power, but today, he is frowned and worried.
Some time ago, two of his grandchildren had an accident, and he also had three grandchildren, two of whom had an accident.
During this time, he has been using his wealth and power to attract masters from all over Dongying, preparing to kill to China and rescue his two grandchildren.
Unexpectedly, before they left, the people from Huaxia arrived.
The cultivator has the power to surpass the ordinary people, not to mention the cultivator from the ancient country China. Although many masters have gathered in this building, he is still a little worried.
Because he knew that if he was not sure, how could the Chinese people come to the door!
Holding two rings in his hand, he fell into a deep ponder.
After a moment, the door was pushed open, and several figures walked in one after another.
"President, it has been checked. There was no suspicious person who entered China during this time."
"President, all the combatants of his group are in place, and the weapons have been distributed."
"President, all the masters have arrived, and we are waiting."
Hearing this, Miki Goro frowned, turning around and wondering: "Why not? There are so many people, it is impossible to sneak in all of them?"
"Really no, we have all checked, there is no suspicious person, we also specifically checked those immigrants who are 50 or 60 years old."
A person answered respectfully.
Miki Goro frowned deeper and deeper.
Is it... this is just a joke?
However, these two rings are true, the people of China should really come.
He raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was almost twelve o'clock.
"Submit the order, let them all cheer me up, the opponent is not an ordinary person, a little bad will be dead." He snapped.
"Hi!"
Everyone bowed together, and then hurried out the door.
Miki Goro turned around and looked away again from the window. Outside, the lights were brilliant, like a city that never sleeps.
"Thousands of gunmen, nearly a hundred masters...Tianzhao Shrine, Jiahe, Yihe, all came, enough, should be enough, even if all Maoshan came, it was enough."
He squeezed the ring in his hands and murmured.
However, he still had an ominous hunch in his heart that made him breathless.
At this moment, under the building, on the Sifang road, it was already martial law. Within a hundred meters, buses were everywhere. A team of men in black with guns patrolled Sifang.
A further circle is the police cordon.
However, there is only a cordon, but no policeman.
Such a thing, even the police, dare not intervene at all.
The time passed little by little, and the atmosphere became more dignified and killed.
When the dark clouds covered the moon, the world fell into darkness.
In this neighborhood, only the Sanmu Building was lit brightly, illuminating the streets of Sifang, and they even put up spotlights on the bus to illuminate this side.
Under the lights, there are faces full of worries.
The gunmen knew that this time they were facing cultivators who surpassed ordinary people, and they were nothing but the first wave of cannon fodder.
Their duty is to consume the opponent's power as much as possible. Maybe they can kill a few under heavy firepower, which is even better.
They scanned the Quartet alertly, looking at their watches from time to time.
As the pointer gradually pointed to twelve o'clock, everyone's mood became more tense and anxious.
At this time, not only them, but the people in the whole building were all waiting with breath, waiting for the people from China to kill and shoot the first shot.
Time, like freezing, every minute, every second, is so long.
Finally, time is up.
Everyone's heart also mentioned his throat.
They glanced brightly, held up their guns, and pressed their fingers on the trigger, ready to shoot at any time.
However, the streets were empty and there was nothing.
Everyone was stunned and a little confused.
At this moment, on the road at the main entrance of the building, a car came slowly. It was a taxi with music in it. The driver was an uncle who was grinning and humming songs.
When the car approached, he met the cordon pulled up by the police outside.
The driver's uncle froze, turned around, and rushed to the back seat of the humane: "Hey! It seems like something happened in front, I can't get through!"
In the rear seat, the figure raised his head. I wonder if it was an illusion. The driver always felt that the face was a little weird and vague, but it was unclear.
"Then stop here! I walked over!" said the man, his tone somewhat jerky, unlike Dongying people.
He held out his hand and handed a ten thousand piece, said lowly: "No need to find it!"
The driver was happy all the time, and he said no matter who he was, he was such a generous shot, that is a good person.
He thanked him again and again, suddenly, as if remembering something, he said, "Oh, what are you doing over there, the Sanmu Building is not a good place, triad!"
The man chuckled and said, "Of course it's for trouble! Kill and kill!"
When the driver heard it, he was stunned for a moment, his eyes suddenly rounded.
The door opened, and the man walked out, dressed in black, as if blending into the night.
He walked calmly, opened the cordon, and walked in.
The driver looked forward. At the end of the street, there was a strong light, and a vaguely visible figure could be seen, forming a dense wall of people, all of them holding guns in their hands.
The driver's mouth widened at once, his eyes almost glaring out.
God!
What is the situation?
Is this guy crazy? He was obviously just a person. How dare he come to the trouble of Sanmu Society, how dare he go forward facing the crowd of people in front?
Did he come to kill or die?
In this way, he stayed there for more than ten seconds, and suddenly woke up, frightened with cold sweat. Then he slammed the steering wheel, turned a corner, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away frantically.
On the street, that figure walked forward calmly.
The crowd in front was commotion, and beams of bright light hit him and shone on him.
"What's going on? Who is this person?"
"He is from China? Not right! Why is there only one?"
The news spread, the whole building was sensational, everyone was stunned.
After confirming it several times, except for this person, after there were no more people around, everyone laughed. (To be continued.)