Slaying God: Mingjie Agent, starting with Emperor Armor

Shen Qingzhu snorted coldly and slowly stood up.

"Bring me my knife."

Baili Tuming and Cao Yuan did not move. Xie Yu came to the door alone and picked up the three black boxes at the door.

"Sir, thank you for your hard work."

Shen Qingzhu stood up, opened the black box, took out the long knife, and looked at Xie Yu playfully.

"Well done, I have one more thing for you to do."

Xie Yu immediately stood up and said with a firm expression.

"Please speak, sir. I will not refuse even if it means death."

"Please die."

Shen Qingzhu drew out the Star Blade with lightning speed and stabbed it into Xie Yu's chest.

This unexpected knife strike sent Xie Yu straight to the heart, leaving him with a chill in his chest.

Xie Yu looked at Shen Qingzhu in disbelief, reached out and grasped the blade of the long sword, his face full of confusion.

"Why... why?"

Shen Qingzhu snorted coldly, and the Star Blade turned gently, completely crushing Xie Yu's heart.

"Because I'm an undercover agent!"

"you……"

Xie Yu staggered back a few steps, and until the last moment of his life, his face still had an expression of disbelief.

Shen Qingzhu retracted the blade and walked straight to the door.

"Let's go and meet up with Su Chen."

"it is good."

The three of them had just left.

A gentle man in a white coat appeared in the corridor, adjusted his glasses, and sighed helplessly.

"Commander Ye, I tried my best."

........................

The main entrance of the prison.

Countless prisoners rushed towards the gate like wild beasts that had been gathering strength for a long time, with flames of anger burning in their eyes, roaring.

Lost the suppression of the Zhenxu Monument.

Those armored vehicles and tanks were no different from toys in front of these vicious prisoners. They posed no threat at all.

Only a few night watchmen were struggling to hold on at the door.

However, the number of prisoners was too large, and even with the military's fire support, this line of defense was on the verge of collapse.

suddenly.

The scorching flames cut through the sky and landed precisely on the prisoners' path.

Many prisoners were startled and thought that the support of the night watch had arrived, so they stopped and looked around.

In the prisoner team.

Wang Lu and Fang Yanghui walked slowly to the opposite side of the crowd, their faces firm and serious as they looked at everyone.

“Stand back!”

When everyone saw that it was just these two people, they immediately felt relieved.

"No, Wang Lu, you've been expelled from the Night's Watch and exiled to the Fasting House, and you still want to work for the Night's Watch?"

"Look at the prison uniform you're wearing! You're not a night watchman now! You're a freaking prisoner, a sinner, just like us!"

"Foolish! Do you think that if you stand up and show yourselves now, the Night's Watch will let you go and restore you to your original place of origin?"

"Don't be too funny, be careful and lose your life."

The jeers arose one after another.

Wang Lu and Fang Yanghui's expressions gradually darkened, and a flame roared towards the man who had just spoken.

"Don't lump us in with your garbage!"

They made mistakes and it is only natural that they should be punished.

They are also night watchmen.

The cape is nothing more than a status symbol.

Just be firm in the justice in your heart.

Even if I don't have a cloak and am wearing prison clothes, so what?

They knew very well that once these vicious prisoners were released, it would definitely cause a huge trouble for Daxia.

Even if it means death, we must never let them go.

This action completely angered all the prisoners.

"F**k you, fuck him!"

Several prisoners rushed out one after another, showing no sign of showing mercy.

The two were instantly surrounded by prisoners.

Two fists are no match for four hands.

Although Wang Lu and Fang Yanghui are strong, they cannot withstand the large number of prisoners.

After a while, they discovered that compared to Wang Lu and Fang Yanghui, two tough nuts to crack, the army next to them was easier to break through.

Wang Lu and Fang Yanghui also noticed it. Flames surged around Wang Lu and he roared angrily.

"Asshole! If you're brave enough, fight me three hundred times!"

However, the prisoners' goal is to escape from prison, so how could they waste time on meaningless fights?

The prisoner who was at the front looked at the gate that was just around the corner with a look of joy on his face.

"Freedom! Here I come!"

next second.

A sharp blade flashed, and the prisoner's head was instantly chopped off, drawing a graceful arc and falling outside the gate.

Good news: you're free.

The bad news: too much freedom.

The sudden change caused the prisoners who were sprinting in front to slam on the brakes and stop.

On the broken door.

Three figures stood proudly.

Under the bright moonlight.

An Qingyu gently stroked his glasses, his eyes emitting a gray light, like an unfathomable pool, staring at them quietly.

Lin Qiye held two swords in his hands, his eyes shining with brilliant golden light, the blades were as cold as frost, and the blades were sharp, as if to cut off everything.

The Shura armor on Su Chen's body was glowing with silver light, the gem on his chest was flowing with a deep and mysterious red light, and the cloak behind him was dancing in the wind.

"Sorry, you are surrounded."

in the crowd.

When many prisoners saw these three figures, they were stunned for a moment, and then spoke with disdain.

"Boy! Do you really think you're the boss?!"

"The past was the past, and the present is now! Without the suppression of the ruins-suppressing monument, I can beat you as easily as breathing."

"Stop talking nonsense, just kill them!"

Many prisoners rushed forward.

Under the moonlight.

An Qingyu's strange silk danced flexibly in the air, like a poisonous snake, flying freely among the crowd.

Wherever you go.

Each prisoner is missing 1-3 organs.

"Oh my god!"

Lin Qiye held two swords and shuttled through the crowd like a killing god.

Su Chen's hands, feet, and knees were flashing with purple light. He descended from the sky and kneed the person who had just shouted the most fiercely.

【Sky-high Impact】!

boom-!

A purple aura rippled, and the impact of the knee strike instantly created a large hole in the ground. The surrounding prisoners were affected, and their internal organs felt as if they were shattered. They vomited blood and fell to the ground, no longer alive.

The prisoner who was the loudest was highly trusted.

It is said that torturing Su Chen is like breathing. If you can't torture him, then don't breathe.

A round of impact came down.

The open space in front of Su Chen, Lin Qiye, and An Qingyu was already filled with corpses.

The remaining prisoners retreated one after another, looking at Su Chen and the other two as if they were monsters.

An inexplicable chill surged into his heart, his face gradually turned pale, and his body retreated uncontrollably.

There was silence.

You could even hear the prisoners' rapid heartbeats.

"The Night Watchman of Daxia is here, how dare you act rashly!"