The son-in-law of the female president

Lin Xiaoyan raised his head, let out a long sigh, and said with a wry smile:
"Jiang Zhenren, if my Lin family hand over disciple Chen Baijue now, can you just leave?"

As things got worse and worse, the Qingzhou Action Group, the Anti-Terrorist Division, and the directors of the major offices, Zhang Xianxing, had all arrived.

Lin Xiaoyan even saw the person in charge of Qingzhou outside the window, talking with Zhang Xianxing, commanding hundreds of special police.

Now that these people have arrived, what about the next batch?

Whether it's the military region, or Jiang Jianyan, who is in Qingzhou, such favors are worth every penny.

No matter how good the relationship between the Lin family and Jiang Jianyan is, there will be a day when the favor will run out, and it will be difficult to ask him to do something at that time.

Lin Xiaoyan still chose to bow his head softly to Jiang Tongfu.

Jiang Tong's eyes flickered, and two words were faintly uttered from his mouth:
"late!"

Lin Xiaoyan was on the verge of falling, pursed her lips and smiled bitterly, wanting to say something, but couldn't.

Only then did she truly experience the majesty of a real person!

Downstairs at this moment, several cars slowly drove in, one of which had a license plate of the Southwest Military Region, and everyone who saw it changed their expressions.

Even Zhang Xianxing was moved, his expression changed:
"Why are they here?"

There are two remaining cars, one with the license plate of the Lin family, and the other with an unremarkable one. Whether it is a car or a license plate, they can be seen everywhere on the street.

But grandiosely driving side by side with the military area and Lin Jiahao's car, everyone subconsciously gave way.

A heroic, sharp-edged woman stepped down from the off-road vehicle in the military area, her figure was straight and straight, and she raised her eyes to look at the second floor.

Zhang Xianxing and the others leaned forward with a bitter smile:

"Officer Qin, you are here too."

Staff Officer Qin said indifferently: "If I don't come, the army will come soon. You idiots, when you encounter this situation, don't rush to report it, and go to attack on your own. Can you deal with such a person?"

Zhang Xianxing's face was as gloomy as water, and he didn't speak anymore.

The one who got off the Lin family's car was Lin Donglai, the eldest son of the Lin family. This man in his forties, with meticulous hair on his temples, was in charge of half of the water transportation lines in Qingzhou.

The status of the wheel is only higher than that of Zhang Xianxing.

In the third two cars, a beautiful woman with white clothes and long hair got down.

Everyone looked sideways, and was immediately attracted by this ancient attire, like a gentle Jiangnan woman, with an ethereal aura, like a Gushe fairy, who doesn't eat fireworks.

Behind her was a long sword.

"Who is this?"

Zhang Xianxing's eyes were curious and surprised.

The woman's tone was pleasant, her beautiful eyes were raised high, and there had never been a crowd in her eyes, she said coldly:

"I am old sword slave Jiang, Jian Wushuang!"

The other directors, seeing that this little girl was young but not polite, snorted coldly and ignored her.

Everyone went straight to the second floor, and before entering the lobby, there was a voice that sounded from the bottom of everyone's heart:
"Is someone from the military region here?"

It was Jiang Tong's voice.

Staff Officer Qin nodded:
"My name is Qin Luoyi. I'm a staff officer in the Southwest Military Region. I'm meeting the little real person."

The cold voice eased a lot: "Come in."

Everyone saw Lin Xiaoyan's disheveled dress, revealing two long, round legs like jade, standing in the center of the hall in a state of embarrassment.

Then there was a young man dressed in black with black eyes standing in place facing everyone.

"I was ordered to come here to persuade the little real person to act cheaply, and it is better to restrain himself."

Staff Officer Qin walked over step by step. She had seen too many martial arts masters, and with her own standpoint, she didn't have much awe on her face.

Jiang Tong snorted softly and said:
"I've never been in Qingzhou, and I've never killed a single person. Does this make Zhang Yang in the eyes of Staff Officer Qin?"

on some level.

Jiang Tong, who returned to Huaguo, has integrated into the secular world with Jiang Tong's status. If he had to, he would not kill people casually.

Staff Officer Qin asked back:

"Is not it?"

Jiang Tong shook his head with a sneer, raised his head, and then everyone saw a pair of indifferent eyes without joy or sorrow, as if he regarded all beings as ants, without the slightest human emotion.

Jiang Tong said calmly:
"You should be thankful that I came to the Lin family as Jiang Tong."

Everyone was taken aback, listening to what Jiang Tong meant, it seemed that he still had some unknown identity?

Staff Officer Qin quickly calmed down, and before he was 30 years old, he stepped into Hejin cultivation and became a real person.There must be a shocking identity behind it, or some old monster student who hasn't been out of the mountain for a long time.

Jiang Tong smiled, looking at Jian Wushuang:

"Staff Qin is here to warn Jiang, what about you, why are you here?"

Jian Wushuang appraised Jiang Tong and said calmly:
"The servants come to test the sword!"

Everyone's gazes converged on Jian Wushuang at the same time, like a woman walking out of an ancient painting, with picturesque eyebrows and ethereal immortality.

Liu Teng looked straight.

As Jian Wushuang walked, he opened his mouth and said:

"My family followed Jiang Gong to practice swords since I was a child, and learned a first-class sword scripture. Over the years, I have been trapped at the peak of Huajin, and it is difficult to make a step forward. But I feel in my heart that I am only half a step away from opening the door. Jin, become a real person."

Jiang Tong nodded:

"So you want to open the gate of heaven with your sword, break through the shackles, and enter Hejin!"

Jian Wushuang nodded:
"Yes, over the years, I have fought to the death with countless martial arts masters, and I have wandered between life and death countless times. Maybe whichever sword I cut out, I can open the gate of heaven."

Jiang Tong was thoughtful:
"You're not my opponent, so Jiang Jianyan is here, it's not too bad."

Jian Wushuang pretended not to listen, and said:

"If you can't even beat me, you are naturally not qualified to challenge Duke Jiang."

As he said that, Jian Wushuang slapped the scabbard, and behind him, the black iron long sword was unsheathed, turned into a cold light, and held in his hand.

Seeing her draw the sword, a sentence suddenly appeared in Staff Qin's head:

"Come like a thunder, stop the wrath, stop like Jiang Hai condenses the light!" '

The swordsmanship is fierce, changing at will, and his attainments in the way of swordsmanship have reached a peak.

Jian Wushuang was seventeen steps away from Jiang Tong.

After taking ten steps, the black iron sword came out of his hand, like a shooting star, piercing through the void.

"What a domineering swordsmanship!"

Staff Officer Qin shrank his pupils, but when he looked at Jiang Tong, his brows frowned.

Jiang Tong didn't dodge or dodge, still standing with his hands behind his back, calmly, like a bystander.This kind of contempt made Jian Wushuang furious, and he exerted another three points of strength.

In the center of the banquet, within a radius of several feet, the sword energy was everywhere, and the tableware and chopsticks of the banquet were directly torn apart by the invisible sword energy.

When Jian Wushuang was within three steps of Jiang Tong, Jiang Tong leisurely drew a hand from behind and shook it away with his bare hand.

'Snapped! '

The Xuantie room was firmly held by Jiang Tong between his fingers, and the sword trembled and struggled, as if unwilling.

Next.

Jiang Tong's five fingers gradually moved together, and he heard the sound of 'pop' again. This close-fitting sword that has followed Jian Wushuang for more than [-] years, cracked inch by inch.

An indifferent voice sounded slowly:

"I said, you are not my opponent, let that Jiang Jianyan come to me."

In an instant.

The entire hall was dead silent.