Chapter 669

The Commissioner trapped in the reception room and the key officials of the Suez Canal Company looked at each other. The bodyguard protecting them suddenly burst. The most terrible thing was the two arrows shot from a tricky angle. The urgency and sharpness of the arrows suddenly raised a sense of vigilance in Chen Ang's heart. He pressed his right hand on his waist and one side was as oblique as a fan, The translucent silver light fan with a radius of one sword is fleeting.

Split the two arrows in half from the middle, castrated and fell to the ground.

At this time, the silver sword light in the air dissipated. The British saw that the weapon held by Chen Ang's right hand was a soft sword with excellent elasticity and even wrapped around his waist. The sword light was as clear as water, and the sword body was tough. It was straight and bright in Chen ang's hand. No one could imagine that the sword had just wrapped around Chen Ang's waist with a relatively large curvature.

"English Longbowman!" Chen ang looked at the two British soldiers behind the Commissioner. The purple shirt wood Longbow in their hands exposed their identity. This strange shape with extremely strong upper body and deformed chest and back bones makes it difficult to remind people of the English Longbowman who resisted aggression and frightened the invading army in continental Europe before the British Industrial Revolution.

But Chen ang didn't expect that this ancient arm is still retained by the British in today's era of developed thermal weapons.

At this time, the two British soldiers who rushed out of the reception room have come to Chen ang. Although they are wearing British military uniforms, their yellow skin color and the remarkable characteristics of plateau race all indicate that these soldiers are not British. Their unique weapons like dog legs show their identity. These soldiers holding Nepalese machetes, It was the Gurkha warriors who had dealt a great blow to the British army.

After the British conquest of Gurkha, these Gurkhas hired a large number of fighting Gurkha warriors to participate in the suppression of India's uprising against colonial rule. Gurkha warriors are disciplined, brave and good at fighting. The constitution of plateau people makes them tough. They believe in Hinduism and advocate ascetic rites, which makes them have a strong will to endure pain.

Two dog leg machetes mercilessly cut at the key of Chen ang. These Gurkhas have a high tolerance for pain and almost have a slow response to pain. They are skilled in martial arts. The most important thing is that they are not afraid of death. They are often willing to die with their lives. These two Gurkhas are the best selected by the British army.

After some mysterious Hindu rituals, they are proficient in yoga. They are extremely agile and have boundless strength. Their positive strength is not under the blood clan with titles. Of course, if the two sides fight hard, the blood clan will win in the end, just because the blood clan has almost immortal recovery ability.

Gurkha warriors are still human.

The long sword in Chen Ang's hand bends slightly under his power. The sword body draws a curve to accumulate elastic dynamic potential energy. The sword tip shakes with the bending of the sword body. In Chen Ang's hand, this extremely difficult weapon is flexible like a vicious poisonous snake. Only when Chen ang takes a step forward, he cuts a deep bone wound on the wrists of two Gurkha warriors.

The dogleg knife could no longer grasp castration and took it out of the hands of Gurkha warriors.

The sword light flashed again, and their faces were scratched by the sword tip. The scar passed through their eyes and cut their eyes in half.

"Ah!" Gurkha warriors clenched their teeth and endured the sharp pain in their eyes. They still wanted to fight again, but Chen ang had passed them. The blood clan behind him soon dragged down the two people who had lost their vision. At this time, Chen ang was only five steps away from the British Commissioner. He stepped with a sword and pulled out his long sword like a green dragon in his sleeve, Stabbed a British soldier who came up to stop.

A priest in black next to the British Commissioner pressed his hand on the Bible and hurriedly read the Latin scriptures. He made the front of the cross Chen ang, made of gold and inlaid with gemstones, emitting a bright holy light. The blood family behind Chen ang snorted. The skin exposed to the holy light seemed to be burned, and large pieces fell off and charred.

The other three barefoot black soldiers rushed up quickly. The Marseilles employed by these British people from the most belligerent tribe in Africa were tall and extremely vigorous. Their spears were extremely flexible. The three people cooperated with each other, or divided into, or fought together. Some lured the enemy and some resisted the enemy. The three people were like one person, killing with three heads and six arms, which was difficult to resist.

If the blood clan is standing here, when they are attacked by the holy light, they are suddenly attacked jointly by these three people. Even if Hong Fan comes, he will suffer a great loss.

Unfortunately, Hong fan is not standing here.

Chen Ang's left hand stretched down, and a silver p229 pistol in his sleeve fell into his palm. The long sword of his right hand vibrated like flowers with the shaking of his wrist, but it was implicit and sharp. He could always stab into the enemy's vital points calmly. At the same time, his left hand fired repeatedly, calmly killing the two long archers who posed a hidden threat in the back.

He made great strides and killed God all the way, leaving bodies everywhere until he came to the British commissioner.

At this time, the blood clan whose face was covered by the holy light in the rear has also returned to normal. They absorbed the blood lost by the dead around them and soon recovered. Several people have been killed with Chen ang. The priest in black has yet to resist. The cross in his hand is pregnant with a fierce counterattack, and Chen ang cut his neck.

The neck blood touched a black blood clan behind Chen ang, making him crazy, roared and rushed into the center of the reception room. The key personnel of Suez company in the middle changed their faces and shot again and again to stop them, but his speed was like the wind. He bullied several people in an instant, grabbed two of them by the neck, and his nails with blood energy had pierced into their arteries.

When the British Commissioner saw Chen ang standing opposite him, he quickly shouted, "you can't kill me. I'm the hereditary Baron of Great Britain. Kill me. Even if you are a blood clan, you'll have big trouble. As long as you can let me go, I'll tell you all the opportunities related to the Empire!"

Chen Ang's face was just light: "no, we'll get it ourselves!"

He stepped aside. The blood Baron behind him raised his head from his hood and his pale face made him have a unique evil spirit. However, the British Commissioner obviously recognized him and shouted in horror. He screamed like a little girl: "Wingate! Former Commissioner in Egypt Wingate!"

His voice was both frightened and surprised. Since Wingate was transformed into a blood family, it proved that his fate was about the same. Although he lost a lot of power and interests, he left at least one life and could enjoy an eternal life.

So when Wingate bit his throat, he didn't mean to resist.

Soon the Commissioner turned into a corpse, which was thrown on the ground like garbage by Wingate. Wingate knelt down and reported: "master, I have read his memory and know the British plan."

Chen ang said calmly: "relevant information is submitted to the intelligence team. Now we're going straight to the Yellow Dragon!"