"Go together? You're so angry. Do you want to show off in front of beautiful women?" No. 42 sneered.

"I'm enough to deal with you, Xiaomao, I'm alone." No. 42 stopped No. 72 who wanted to come up to help, took out a long sword from the storage ring, took a step forward, and pointed the sword at Lin Chen, "Come and fight alone!"

"One-one fight? OK." Lin Chen has always been easy to talk to. Although the other party is obviously showing off, he might have a chance to see his chic attitude.

"But I have a problem before this," Lin Chen said.

"You kid aren't afraid, right?" No. 42 smiled contemptuously. It was all performed on TV. He was so confident before he was beaten. When he really wanted to fight, he was afraid and procrastinated to find topics.

Lin Chen ignored the other party's ridicule, pinched the tip of the sword less than three inches away from his chest and asked, "Where did you buy this sword?"

The sword in No. 42's hand is thin, long, shiny, black, and thin blades. There are simple but delicate and smooth carving lines on it. The overall look is simple and handsome, which is very consistent with Lin Chen's aesthetic.

Although he personally does not like swords, he often uses them. At first glance, this sword is incomparable to ordinary hand-to-hand swords that buy 20 gold coins and get a dagger!

This cannot be compared not only in terms of appearance, but also in terms of practicality. From Lin Chen's professional perspective, this sword...

"Pan!" It seemed like the sound of something thin broken...

Deadly silence!

Lin Chen looked down along the other party's almost glaring eyes. His thumb and index finger were pinching a black iron piece, and the handsome dark sword... was broken...

"Sorry, I just wanted to try its quality, but I didn't expect it..."

"Try your uncle! My sword!!" No. 42 roared angrily, and raised the broken sword with his head and chopped towards Lin Chen.

Lin Chen took a step to give way, threw away the tip of the sword in his hand, quickly pinched No. 42's wrist holding the sword. He twisted, No. 42's hand holding the hilt was released with a sound of 42, and then waved his punch to his abdomen, wanting to give him a pleasure directly.

As a result, a very fast sound of breaking through the air came with Luo Xiaona's "care". Lin Chen didn't care about it and urgently took back the attack and took a step back.

"Puff--pa!" Two sounds rang almost at the same time.

Lin Chen looked at it and saw two 6-inch-long sharp ice cones. At this time, one was inserted into the temple of No. 42, and the other broke a small mosaic tiles on the old wall and broke them into several pieces and fell to the ground.

If Lin Chen did not take that step in time at that position, an ice cone would be inserted into his head like No. 42.

After the No. 42, he realized that it turned into a white light and scattered. After he died, he dropped two number plates, one for No. 42 and the other for No. 89. However, this was not the focus of Lin Chen's attention at this time. He turned his head and looked in the direction of the ice cone shooting, and saw two figures walking towards them from afar.

Take a look at the map and it is his target number.

Is it a capable person?

Lin Chen picked up a piece of ice cone from the ground and looked at it. It was just an ordinary ice cone.

At this time, the No. 76 probably had just reacted, widened his eyes and looked at the two people approaching them in the distance, and couldn't help but want to retreat, but he seemed to be scrupulous of Lin Chen who was very close to him.

It is terrible that the teammate who shot his ice cube from afar, but the No. 3 who can avoid the high-speed ice cone attack in front of him is definitely not easy. No. 76 has not forgotten that he broke his teammate's sword with empty hands.

Scary! So scary! Who is this? You're cheating!

"Leave the number plate before leaving, you won't be able to use it anyway." Lin Chen saw No. 76's intention to escape, so he didn't make things difficult for him. He just picked up the two number plates on the ground and said lightly.

After hearing this on the 76th, he took off the number plate on his body without hesitation, threw it to Lin Chen, and then turned around and ran away. The man in the distance seemed to have no intention of killing him, and did not attack him.

Lin Chen handed the three number plates to Luo Xiaona, signaled her to hide away, and then walked towards the two of them.

There is a large cement open space in front of this dormitory building, with a wide view and is very suitable for fighting.

When the two sides met, Lin Chen saw the two men, one of whom looked like he was at the same age as him, his target number was smelly and his eyes were murderous. The other one, who was a little younger, looked at Lin Chen with curiosity.

"Brother Qi, I think this No. 3 looks familiar, and I seem to have seen it somewhere." No. 51 said.

No. 7 frowned, "You think everyone looks familiar, find some time to look at your eyes."

"This time I look familiar." No. 51 said and asked Lin Chen again, "Have we seen it somewhere?"

"I haven't seen you." Lin Chen said that he did not have any impression of the two people in front of him, but there was a capable person between them, and his abilities and qualities were probably very strong, so he probably didn't look like an ordinary person.

Like Luo Xiaona, when she sees a powerful person, she can't help but think about Zongheng.

Lin Chen was at this time suspecting that these two people might be members of Zongheng.

Although he stayed at Zongheng, that happened three years ago. At that time, Zongheng was not called Zongheng, and there were less than ten team members. Zongheng changed his name after that incident and started recruiting people. Lin Chen withdrew from Zongheng half a year after that incident. Although he had seen several new faces, he basically didn't recognize those who joined later.

I quietly sent a message to Xu Yiren.

"What nonsense? Let's fight one-on-one." No. 7 pushed No. 51 away and pointed at Lin Chen and said.

"Hey, Brother Qi, don't be impulsive!" No. 51 grabbed his hand.

"Gengkengkengkeng, what a bullshit rule? Is there any difference between holding it in and not letting it be used? Then stop me and beat you up." The two of them should have been chatting privately. No. 7 was irritated and shook No. 51 away. With a move, an ice cone shot out of his hand and flew towards Lin Chen.

Lin Chen was about to hide, but the ice cone suddenly turned into water and evaporated.

"Damn, Zhou Hao, you're looking for a fight!" No. 7 raised his eyebrows and punched No. 51 named Zhou Hao in the face.

Zhou Hao didn't hide either. After taking a punch, he covered his face and said, "Brother Seventh, calm down. I really think this No. 3 looks familiar. I must have seen him somewhere, and I have seen him more than once!"

"I've seen your sister! You've been with me all day long. I haven't seen anyone you've seen? Why don't I remember?" No. 7 wanted to get angry again, but at this time, Lin Chen, who was standing aside and watching the two funny people fighting, spoke.

"Wang Xiaoqi!"

After Lin Chen said that, both of them were stunned for a moment and turned their eyes back to him.

"Do you know me?" No. 7 pointed at himself in confusion.
Chapter completed!