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Chapter 213 Long-lost excitement

Hearing this familiar voice, Chen Qingyang's body trembled suddenly and he looked up at the direction where the sound came.

When he saw the man and woman beside Nangong Liang, his heart suddenly felt like the turbulent sea, and a bright smile suddenly appeared on his originally calm face.

Zhao Zushan and Qiao Xiaoyao, two brothers who had accompanied him during his youthful days and had a period of crazy years, finally met after nine years.

The appearance of the three of them immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Nangong Liang's weapon is extraordinary, Qiao Xiaoyao's talent, and Zhao Zushan's power and wildness all give people a strong visual shock. Walking alone in the crowd is the most shining star, not to mention that the three people stand together at the same time, just like three tomorrows, emitting an extremely dazzling light.

Ning Wujun turned around and looked over, and his eyes immediately locked in Zhao Zushan.

If Cao Hu is as majestic as a bull, then Zhao Zushan is a wild and fierce giant bear, as if even an armored tank could be easily torn apart by him.

Chen Qingyang gave Ning Wujun an unfathomable feeling, while Zhao Zushan made Ning Wujun clearly feel the great pressure emitted from him, just like an unattainable mountain pressing on his chest, making him breathless.

Where did this come from?

"Brother Yang!"

Zhao Zushan took a big step, and his mountain-like body urged a strong wind. He came to Chen Qingyang in two steps in three steps, then opened his hand enough to tear apart any ferocious beasts and hugged Chen Qingyang into his arms.

Before coming, Nangong Liang told Zhao Zushan that Chen Qingyang was seriously injured a year ago and was still very weak, so Zhao Zushan seemed to be very forceful, but in fact, Chen Qingyang in his arms could not feel any force squeeze at all.

"Shanzi, long time no see!" Chen Qingyang said with a trembling voice.

Even when facing an invincible enemy, Chen Qingyang's voice could remain calm, but at this moment, his voice was obviously trembling, which was trembling with excitement.

"It's been nine years, it's been a long time!" Zhao Zushan let go of Chen Qingyang, and his voice couldn't help but tremble slightly, his eyes were slightly red, but his face smiled honestly.

In front of the enemy, Zhao Zushan was the crazy beast who killed people without blinking, but in front of Chen Qingyang, he was still the honest and honest boy who looked harmless.

Chen Qingyang nodded slightly, then looked at Qiao Xiaoyao beside him.

Nine years have passed, and the little girl who had a ponytail and followed her all day long has changed her appearance. She no longer had shiny earrings on her ears, and the tenderness on her face has long disappeared. She is wearing high heels and her height is almost the same as Chen Qingyang. The only thing that remains unchanged is that her eyes, which are still full of aura, are like the brightest stars.

However, at this moment, these spiritual eyes were filled with complex gazes, excitement, anger, and resentment.

Qiao Xiaoyao didn't say anything and strode forward.

Chen Qingyang thought she was going to give him a long-lost hug, but when he was about to open his hands to greet him, Qiao Xiaoyao raised his hand and slapped him in the face.

"Bang!"

The slap was crisp and loud, Chen Qingyang was stunned, and the people around him were also confused.

"Chen Qingyang, you bastard, I have erected a tombstone for you. Why are you alive again?" Qiao Xiaoyao stared at Chen Qingyang with an angry look on his face and shouted.

He was slapped. If it were someone else, Chen Qingyang would have made him regret coming to this world, but at this moment, he could only smile and say, "I am a tough life, and the King of Hell dare not accept me."

"The King of Hell who is killed in heaven, why didn't he put you back soon!" Qiao Xiaoyao looked at Chen Qingyang, and suddenly smiled on his angry face, as bright as a peach blossom.

But as I smiled, two lines of tears couldn't help but flow down, and the pear blossoms were raining, and I felt pity for me.

Chen Qingyang could no longer help but stepped forward and hugged Qiao Xiaoyao tightly into his arms.

"I'm sorry, I've worried you."

A gentle voice sounded in my ears, and the smile on Qiao Xiaoyao's face became even brighter.

No one dared to disturb this scene, and time seemed to be frozen at this moment.

After a long time, Chen Qingyang let go of Qiao Xiaoyao and carefully wiped the tears on her cheeks, then glared at Nangong Liang beside her.

Nangong Liang smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Yang, is this surprise exciting enough?"

"I'll settle the score with you later." Chen Qingyang laughed and cursed, turned around and looked at Ning Wujun again.

He couldn't wait to have a drink with Zhao Zushan and the others, but he had to solve the trouble in front of him first.

At that time, all the four great demon kings in Yangcheng grew up. Chen Qingyang was the boss of four, with stars supporting the moon and showing off his reputation.

Now that the four of them are standing together, Chen Qingyang is the most ordinary one, inconspicuous and has no sense of existence at all.

However, in the eyes of the other three, Chen Qingyang will always be their boss and no one can replace him.

Before Chen Qingyang could speak, Zhao Zushan, who was wild on the side, took a step forward, looked at Ning Wujun with provocative eyes, and said, "Did you say you want to capture my Brother Yang?"

Although Zhao Zushan put a lot of pressure on Ning Wujun, he is the youngest captain of the Wolf Teeth Special Forces, and there is a grandfather who holds great power behind him. These give him strong enough confidence. There may be many people he can't afford to offend in the whole of China, but definitely not including the few in front of him.

"So what? He is unforgivable to attack active-duty soldiers, and he is a member of the Wolf Teeth Special Forces!" Ning Wujun said coldly, his eyes facing Zhao Zushan and he did not give in at all.

"The Wolf Teeth Special Forces, nothing special!" Zhao Zushan sneered, his eyes full of disdain.

Ning Wujun's eyes turned cold, and he suppressed his inner anger and said, "Soldiers should not be humiliated, and even more so, if you dare to say rudely, don't blame me for being rude."

"Just you?" Zhao Zushan shook his head slightly, and then his expression suddenly became cold and stern, saying, "I don't care about any grudges between you. With me here today, you don't want to touch a hair of my Brother Yang."

Zhao Zushan was originally a lawless lord, but after entering the army, he restrained a lot, but now someone dared to touch Chen Qingyang, let alone Ning Wujun, the captain of the Wolf Tooth Team, even if his superiors came, he would still fight.

"Very good, then I want to see how you stop me!" Ning Wujun smiled grimly, suddenly took out a gun from his waist and pointed it straight into Zhao Zushan's head.

This is not an ordinary pistol, but a transformed desert eagle. It is terrible. Within ten meters, it can easily penetrate a few centimeters of steel plate. It is known as invulnerable to the sword and gun. It is also fragile in front of this desert eagle.

Ning Wujun was confident that anyone present, including the unfathomable Chen Qingyang, could not withstand a bullet from him.
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