President Bingshan's Cold Guard

At the same time, the abandoned factories in the eastern suburbs.

Hearing that the Ghost King hung up the phone so neatly, Su Yang's eyes were filled with coldness, and he walked towards Wu Meier.

Seeing Su Yang walking towards her step by step, Wu Meier finally felt relieved, and the fear in her heart gradually dissipated.

For some reason, when she saw Su Yang appearing, she felt very at ease in her heart. She knew that with Su Yang around, she would be fine.

Seeing Su Yang approaching this way, the gold-plated ghost-faced killer on the right took out a dagger and pressed it directly on Wu Meier's snow-white neck.

"Su Yang, I advise you not to move anymore, or your woman will perish."

As she said that, with the right hand of the Gold Medal Ghost Masked Killer, Wu Meier frowned slightly, and traces of blood had already oozed from her neck.

Seeing this scene, Su Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, and could only stop his progress, "Let her go, and I promise to keep you two alive."

Now Wu Meier is still in the hands of the other party, he can't just ignore it.

"Su Yang, as long as you obediently stay here for an hour, we will naturally not hurt your woman."

Hearing this, the gold medal ghost-mask killer on the left looked at Su Yang, "Otherwise, your woman will be in danger."

The mission of the two of them was to hold Su Yang back. With Wu Meier as a hostage in their hands, they naturally had to make good use of it.

Although the ghost king said before, don't kill Wu Meier lightly unless it is absolutely necessary, but if Su Yang is really tough, they will definitely destroy the flower with their hands and show no mercy.

One hour?Su Yang snorted coldly in his heart, if he really dragged on for an hour, then the battle at Zhao's Manor would have ended long ago.

On the way here, he had already decided that the battle should be resolved within 10 minutes at most, and then he would rush back to Zhao's Manor without stopping.

Who knows if the ghost king has recruited other masters, Su Yang thinks it's better to rush back as soon as possible to preside over the overall situation.

"I'll give you one last chance to let go of Wu Meier, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

Su Yang's face was icy cold, and a murderous aura surged from his body, as if a murderous god descended into the world.

Feeling such a terrifying murderous aura on Su Yang, the pupils of the two gold medal ghost-faced killers shrank sharply, and their breathing stagnated. What kind of monster is this Su Yang?

According to their information, Su Yang is just a veteran. How can a veteran have such a terrifying murderous aura? It's incredible.

These two gold-plated ghost-faced killers didn't know that Su Yang was the master of the Holy Demon Palace, Kuanglong. If they knew, they might not threaten Su Yang as arrogantly as they did just now.

"It seems that you want your woman to die on purpose."

The gold medal ghost-mask killer on the right snorted coldly, and cut Wu Meier's beautiful face with a dagger.

Wu Mei'er only felt a pain on the left side of her cheek, and then the warm liquid flowed out from the left side of her cheek, she knew it was blood without guessing.

But Wu Meier didn't say anything from the beginning to the end, she just looked at Su Yang in the distance lightly, her eyes were still full of smiles.

"Go!"

Seeing the three-inch-long scar on Wu Meier's left face, Su Yang wanted to burst into tears. With a loud shout, he rushed towards the gold medal ghost-faced killer on the right.

Seeing Su Yang rushing up, the gold-plated ghost-masked killer on the right had a cold look in his eyes, and the dagger in his right hand instantly slashed towards Wu Meier's neck.

If there is no accident, Wu Meier, a peerless beauty, will disappear in a second, and even if Hua Tuo is alive, she will be powerless.

Unexpectedly, before his dagger fell, Su Yang had already appeared in front of him strangely, and his right hand directly clasped his wrist. No matter how hard he tried, the dagger would not be able to advance any further.

The gold-plated ghost-masked killer on the left didn't react slowly, and was about to throw his iron fist at Su Yang, intending to stop Su Yang.

But in the next second, his body suddenly paused, and he looked towards his chest in disbelief.

I saw that his chest was pierced by a soft sword, and the blood flowed out desperately like a flood breaking a bank, instantly staining his lower body red.

In fact, the ghost had been lying in ambush for a long time. The moment Su Yang gave the order to strike, he shot like lightning and stabbed with a sword.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Zhengyang, who had just arrived, froze for a moment, as if he didn't expect that there were ghosts in the dark.

After entering the abandoned factory in the eastern suburbs, he sensed it confidently and found no ghost. Where did this guy come from?
"You really want to die!" Su Yang's tone was very low. When he exerted force with his right hand, the right wrist of the gold medal ghost-masked killer in front of him was crushed by him, and the dagger fell downward.

Su Yang grabbed the dagger with his left hand, a cold light flashed, and the mask on the face of the gold medal ghost-masked killer was split off by him.

Immediately afterwards, the gold medal ghost-masked killer covered his face and started screaming heart-piercingly. Su Yang's knife was so ruthless that he almost split his head.

Hearing this noisy sound, Su Yang stepped out suddenly, and the screams stopped abruptly in the next second. The gold-plated ghost-masked killer on the ground had his heart crushed by him, and he couldn't die anymore.

At the same time, Specter withdrew his soft sword, and the gold medal ghost-masked killer on the left collapsed clutching his chest, and soon lost his breath.

After killing the Gold Medal Ghost Mask Killer, Su Yang quickly released Wu Meier, covered Wu Meier's bleeding left face, with a look of shame and guilt.

"Meier, it's all my fault, I was careless."

Originally, Wu Meier shouldn't have been injured, but who knew that the gold-medal ghost-masked killer had no warning, even Su Yang, who was always cautious, couldn't react.

Wu Meier hugged Su Yang tightly in her arms, as if she released her inner grievance at this moment, tears kept rolling down like broken pearls.

Feeling Wu Meier's sobs, Su Yang patted Wu Meier's back lightly, "It's okay, it's okay, don't worry, I will heal the scar on your face."

After comforting Wu Meier for a while, Su Yang took out the golden sore medicine from his bosom to stop Wu Meier's bleeding first, as for removing the scars, it can only be dealt with later.

It's just a scar. To Su Yang, it's a piece of cake. He has dozens of secret recipes for removing scars.

One of them has the best effect, for a shallow wound like Wu Meier's, it will definitely be completely removed without leaving a trace.

The scar on Wu Meier's left face was about ten centimeters long, and she looked really scary.

You must know that there is no woman who doesn't care about her appearance. Now that Wu Meier has such a long scar on her left face, she must feel very uncomfortable.

"Zhengyang, drive the car in, we have to rush to Zhao's Manor as soon as possible."

After helping Wu Meier with the good medicine, Su Yang gave Xiao Zhengyang an order, hugged Wu Meier by the waist, and quickly walked towards the outside of the abandoned factory.

Xiao Zhengyang knew the importance of the matter, and disappeared in the same place in an instant, while the ghost next to him flashed away after receiving Su Yang's eyes and left.