The Peerless God of War of the Female President

In the northwest of Xia Kingdom, somewhere in the Kunlun Mountains, at noon, five hours after being trapped at midnight.

A man in a white robe and a white hat walked into a small town hidden in a valley.

The town is small but very elegant. The three-meter-wide road is paved with blue stone bricks. The street is very clean. There are various quaint buildings on both sides of the street. If you look closely, there are all kinds of dynasties.

The most amazing thing is that in this small town deep in the mountains, there are not only shops on the roadside, but also various hawkers.

Jade, herbs, snacks...

When these small vendors saw this white-robed young man, their expressions changed, they put down their stalls, turned around and ran, shouting as they ran, "Run! That little devil is back!"

Soon, more than a dozen hawkers who set up stalls on the side of the road escaped without a trace in less than ten seconds.

That's right, this young man in white robe is exactly Yang Chen who rushed all the way from country D to Kunlun Mountain without stopping.

Yang Chen showed a wry smile, and walked into a teahouse by the roadside.

"Boss, bring a pot of snow lotus and soak it in the water from the cold spring."

The boss who was dozing off on the counter woke up when he heard Yang Chen's voice jolting, and almost fell down on the counter.

The boss who woke up stared at Yang Chen for a while, and then the corners of his mouth began to twitch uncontrollably.

"Boss, didn't you hear what I said?"

"My little ancestor, why are you back..."

The owner of the teahouse had a mournful face, and came to Yang Chen with great reluctance.

"Why, can't I come back?"

"I heard old John from the Chinese medicine store say, didn't you go to join the WTO and become a high-ranking official? What are you doing when you come back? We just passed a few days of leisure..."

Yang Chen frowned impatiently, "Old Ji, are you afraid that I don't have money or something? I've been traveling all the way without even drinking my saliva, and you're just nagging me here, aren't you? Want to redecorate the shop?"

"No, no, no! Can't I make you some tea right away?"

Yang Chen took out a shining golden coin from his pocket, threw it on the table, and made a pleasant soft sound.

As soon as Lao Ji saw the coin, his eyes lit up immediately, and he picked it up and held it in front of his eyes for a closer look.

"Tsk tsk, after all, it's Mr. Mu's master apprentice, and he is generous in his actions. I haven't seen Ruijin coins for more than two years!"

"Okay, okay, don't cry poorly here, who in the entire Tongtian Gorge doesn't know that you, Lao Ji, are a big family? The Ruijin coins at home are about to go moldy, right?"

"Grandpa, don't tease me. Since you left, business in this town has become more and more difficult. In the past, because you always caused troubles in Kunlun, people from Yaotai always came here to arrest you. We can also follow suit, and the business will be easier to do, but now..."

Yang Chen smiled slightly and said: "People from Yaotai, haven't you been here recently?"

Lao Ji thought for a while and said: "But I haven't seen people from Yaotai for a while. The last time I remember it was half a year ago. Two people from Yaotai came and took away a person from the secular world. After the disaster, they came back again. I haven't seen it either."

"A person from the mundane world? Lao Ji, you are making fun of me, right? 'Three thousand Kunlun domains, a ladder to the sky' How can the mundane people find it here?"

"It's strange to say that this person not only found this place, but also asked everyone where Yaotai was. Who of us dared to tell him! It didn't take two days before Yaotai came to take him away. Since then I haven't seen him since then."

"Oh, by the way, this person calls himself Hou, and seems to be a child of a big family in the secular world."

"Surname Hou?"

Yang Chen's heart moved, and he immediately went through the Hou family he knew in his heart.

"Okay, I was so busy talking, I forgot to make you tea, wait, I'll be here soon!"

Just as the boss was making tea, three people, one young, two old, and three walked into the teahouse.

The young man was a man in his 20s. He was wearing a white suit. He looked handsome, but there was a hint of arrogance in his eyes.

One of the two old men had a goatee, a haggard face, and a stooped figure, as if he had not recovered from a serious illness.The other one is very energetic, with a burly figure, wearing a suede fur coat, and his temples are raised high. It can be seen that the inner family is extremely skilled.

After the three of them entered the teahouse, only the young man sat down, while the two old men stood behind him, clearly a master-servant relationship.

"Boss, come to a pot of Tianshan Xuerong."

The young man's voice was very clear, and there seemed to be an innate sense of superiority in his tone.

As soon as the words fell, the owner of the teahouse came out from behind holding Yang Chen's tea.

"Hey, my lord, I'm sorry, we are a small shop here, and we don't have high-end goods like blood velvet, why don't you change it to something else?"

The young man raised his eyebrows and glanced at the boss, and asked lightly, "No?"

"I really don't have this. Tianshan blood antler is a top-level elixir. It is a controlled thing in the entire Kunlun territory. There is really no such thing as a small one."

"No? Are you sure not?"

The young man's gaze sharpened, and his face became much more gloomy.

The owner of the teahouse quickly nodded and bowed: "Master, it's true that we can't get this kind of thing at all..."

"Ji Changming, three months ago, an outsider sold two Tianshan blood antlers to you for fifty Swiss gold coins. Is there such a thing?"

After hearing this, Lao Ji couldn't help but change his face, and looked at the young man nervously: "Master, are you from Yaotai?"

"Where am I from, you don't deserve to know. Hand over Xue Mao, and I will forgive you."

Lao Ji gritted his teeth, and shook his head firmly: "Master, I really don't know what you are talking about, the bloody stuff. Look at my small shop, does it seem like someone who can sell fifty Swiss gold coins?"

The young man let out a few chuckles: "In the Kunlun area, where are there any simple tasks? Since you refused to hand over the blood, you can't blame me for what happened next."

After finishing speaking, the young man straightened his suit and said three words lightly: "Kill him."

call--

As soon as the young man's voice fell, the thin old man behind him slapped Lao Ji with a palm, and a fierce and incomparably strong wind hit Lao Ji's face directly.

Lao Ji crossed his arms in front of his chest, and abruptly received the domineering blow.

bang——

click-

After several bone cracks sounded, Lao Ji's arms were hanging down, his feet stepped back several steps, his face was as pale as paper.

"puff--"

Lao Ji spat out a mouthful of old blood, and his body was shaking.

The skinny old man didn't have any expression on his face, he jumped into the air and raised his palm, and patted Lao Ji's chest.

bang——

After a muffled sound, the skinny old man rolled over in the air for two weeks, and staggered back three or four steps after landing, before he managed to stand still.

"It's almost enough. Are you not afraid of embarrassing Yaotai if you bully the lower?"

Yang Chen held the teacup in one hand, took a sip of the tea lightly, and said something without looking at the few people.

The skinny old man became angry with embarrassment: "Bold! Who dares to intervene in the Yaotai special patrol!"

"Hehe, Yaotai is really getting more and more chaotic. A mere special patrol dares to kill people recklessly. He really treats the Kunlun law as a decoration!"

"you--"

The skinny old man was about to say something more, but the young man raised his hand to stop him.

"In the three thousand miles of Kunlun territory, no one dares to meddle in my business. Who are you? Report your name. I, He Chaofan, will not kill nameless ghosts."

"He... He Chaofan?!"

I remembered the name once, and immediately showed a horrified expression, grabbed Yang Chen's arm, and said in a low voice: "Master Yang, he is one of the 'Twelve Sons of Yaotai', why not the son of Master Qun, let us mess with him." I'm sorry, I'll just give him what he wants!"

After finishing speaking, Lao Ji endured the pain in his body, walked up to He Chaofan, and bowed deeply with his hands together.

"Master Special Inspector, the villain has indeed received two plants of Tianshan blood antler from people outside the territory, but now there is only one plant left, and the other plant has been eaten by the villain's daughter. She is terminally ill and can only Life can only be continued by blood, and I hope that adults will be sympathetic—”

"Sure enough, you are a lowly bastard. You can only tell the truth with a knife resting on your neck. However, it is too late for you to say anything now. I will take the things away, and you, too, must die."