Rebirth of Devouring Dragon Emperor

Chapter 652 Trouble
Everyone was stunned when they suddenly heard such a willful voice.

Well, Lord Ye Qing is extremely powerful and unfathomable, but others are afraid of nuclear bombs!

"Master, you can't look at it like this."

Chu Xian was also anxious, and quickly said: "Based on the current strength of Japan, if they are allowed to produce a large number of nuclear bombs, it will bring immeasurable dangers to China!"

This was so true that everyone fell silent again.

After a while, Ye Qing said, "Okay, let's go and see what good things Shenyu has."

While they were talking, there was a small commotion at the entrance of the building.

It seemed like someone was shouting something in Chinese at the top of his lungs, but it was too far away and I couldn't hear it clearly.

When Hatsune Miko was about to ask the security personnel downstairs, Ye Qing smiled and said easily: "Haha, Yang Xiaocong is probably going to jail."

He had said before that if he was not responsible for the safety of certain people, then he would definitely not be responsible. He was just a more willful rich second generation.

Chu Xian's face tightened. After all, she was a warm-hearted girl and could not be as ignoring as her master.

The figure flashed, and the next moment, a residual shadow was jumping and flickering in the stairwell of the building. The speed of going downstairs was at least several times faster than the elevator.

At the entrance of the building, dozens of Japanese uniformed soldiers were surrounding Yang Xiaocong and his companions, aiming their guns at them and dragging and hitting them hard with rubber rollers.

All the members of this paparazzi group were bruised and battered.

But even if the gun was pointed at their heads, the paparazzi fought hard, and if they didn't leave, they probably still had a good chance of survival.

If he were really taken away, life imprisonment would most likely be a good outcome!
Yang Xiaocong was pointed at by three pistols, her mouth was bleeding, her nose was crooked, but she was still screaming desperately.

"Master Ye Qing, help!"

"Sister Chuxian, Sister Miko, please come and save me!"

He looked so miserable and hideous that if someone who knew him saw him like this, they would definitely sigh deeply.

Why has this rich second-generation young man, who is used to a life of luxury, ended up in such a situation?

At this time, many Japanese people were watching and pointing.

"Look, these people are Chinese. They are all born criminals, otherwise the uniformed officers would not treat them so roughly."

"Yes, yes, there must be something hateful about pitiful people. Ye Qing is already such a bad person. These ordinary Chinese people must also be full of bad intentions!"

"Look at the leader inside. He has a mean look and is so mean. You can tell at a glance that he is not a good person!"

"It's so noisy. I can't understand the Chinese language they are shouting. At least you should have some professional performance talent. Hey, Chinese people over there, this is Japan. You should shout for help in Japanese so that people can understand you!"

"I don't know why, but when I saw these Chinese people I wanted to go over and help beat them up. Even though we have no grudges against each other, it should be okay to let them take the beating for Ye Qing, right?"

“In fact, I have this urge too!”

Listening to the voices of the Japanese people next to her, Yang Xiaocong was almost falling into despair.

A uniformed man grabbed his hair roughly and whispered in his ear in Chinese: "You are a daring Chinese boy, you have no strength at all, yet you dare to follow Ye Qing to mess around in our country of Japan. If we catch you this time, just prepare to be tortured to death!"

When Yang Xiaocong heard this, she was immediately terrified. It's over, the Japanese have discovered it!

The opponent's strength was several times greater than his, and it was completely futile for him to struggle.

Kneeling on the ground, being dragged like a dead dog, Yang Xiaocong watched helplessly as she was forcibly dragged into the car.

Suddenly, a cold purple light flashed before his eyes, and he felt his head lighten. He suddenly broke free from the restraints and gained freedom!

Driven by instinct, Yang Xiaocong ran back a few steps and brought herself to a barely safe distance.

His condition was very funny at this time. The arm that was cut off by the purple cold light was still tightly grasping his hair. As he ran, it was like a huge ornament on his head, still beating violently.

The blood on his arm dyed Yang Xiaocong's clothes red, making him look like a strange Indian chief returning victoriously.

Not far from him, Chu Xian had a cold face and was holding a purple sword. He swung it lightly. The soldier who had lost an arm had no time to dodge, and his head flew into the sky again!
"Sister Chu Xian" Yang Xiaocong managed to escape the disaster. When she saw Chu Xian, she was so excited that she choked up and couldn't speak.

Even though he was being aimed at by more than a dozen guns, Chu Xian pretended not to see anything. He quickly moved two meters sideways, and the purple sword flashed out, and another uniform was cut in half!

From the time she appeared to the time she killed two people in a row, the entire process took less than ten seconds, which immediately shocked the Japanese people nearby.

"Who is that beautiful woman? How dare she be so cruel?!"

"Does she have a grudge against our Japanese uniforms? How dare she help the Chinese at this time?"

"It's horrible and cruel!"

"Let's get away from her quickly. I think that beautiful woman might have a problem with her brain!"

"Baga! Are these uniformed guys all idiots? They have guns in their hands, why don't they shoot?"

"I suddenly remembered! That beautiful woman seems to be the maid next to Ye Qing, which means that Ye Qing is likely to be here too!"

"Fuck, it turns out she is the Chinese female devil who has not taken action yet!"

The uniformed officers who were still chasing the paparazzi immediately gave up their targets when they saw Chu Xian appear, and retreated vigilantly and gathered together.

But Chu Xian didn't care. He had already killed two people anyway, so he simply rushed into the crowd of uniforms and started hacking and slashing in a dazzling manner.

In just a few moments, another seven or eight uniforms were chopped into several pieces!
The remaining men in uniform with guns had their eyes wide open in fear, with cold sweat on their foreheads. They retreated defensively in a group, while trying their best to show all kinds of ferocious expressions on their faces in order to achieve the same effect of intimidating the other party.

During this process, the uniformed officers were extremely patient and no one fired a shot without permission.

Although Chu Xian was stronger than these ordinary people, he was not able to ignore a dozen or twenty guns, so he let them leave quietly.

For the time being, this small conflict between the Chinese and the Japanese ended in such a tacit understanding, although the Japanese suffered a great loss - almost ten people were killed.

However, the Japanese people who were watching the war could not accept such an outcome psychologically.

Some people secretly retreated to a safe place and shouted loudly at the defeated uniforms.

"Baga, you bastards are such a disgrace to Japan!"

"Why are you retreating? You should all stay and commit suicide to apologize!"

(End of this chapter)