The personal soldier king of the beautiful president

Chapter 876 You Roar, I Roar Too
In the manor, a very hidden area.

In one of the rooms, a middle-aged man was leaning against a desk, looking out at the scene outside.

Suddenly, he felt the phone vibrate twice in his trouser pocket.

Taking out his mobile phone, looking at a hazy photo and a line of small characters on the mobile phone, the middle-aged man frowned.

Slowly putting the phone on the table, the middle-aged man turned to the outside of the room and asked, "Did a man come into the manor just now? If so, kill him directly, and get in the way."

"clear--"

Outside the room, there was an older voice, and then there was no more sound.

The middle-aged man felt that the people outside the room had left. He looked out of the manor slowly, and tapped his fingers on the wall twice.

"Who will win? Forget it, it has nothing to do with me anyway, I just need to bear the grievance silently."

At the end of the muttering, the middle-aged man smiled serenely. He pulled the chair behind him and sat on the chair with his legs crossed, as if sitting and watching the situation.

In the manor, an old man wandered around in the manor.

In a huge manor, the old man walked down and didn't see anyone, but his expression was very calm, as if everything was expected.

After walking for nearly seven or eight minutes, the old man stopped outside a room.

He knocked on the door a few times very rhythmically, and then asked in a hoarse tone, "Did a man enter the manor just now?"

"Yes, it's in the holiday garden now."

The old man's voice fell for more than a minute before a voice sounded in the room.

The old man was not talking, and walked towards the manor and holiday garden like a secluded forest.

When walking in a corridor, a strong sense of crisis rose in the old man's heart, his expression changed, and he quickly backed away.

stab-

Although the old man dodged quickly, there was still a very small sword wound on his arm.

In the next moment, Wang Chen appeared in the corridor.

The thumb of his right hand was pressing on the hilt of the sword, as if preventing the sword from sheathing.

Looking at the unremarkable old man in front of him, Wang Chen grinned and said, "Looking for me? That's interesting."

Judging from the behavior of this old man, Wang Chen felt that this old man came to find him.

Although it is just a feeling, it can also be seen.

After all, this old guy walks for a purpose, and the direction he is going is obviously the direction he came from.

It's not about looking for yourself or someone else.

The old man looked at Wang Chen, then lowered his head to look at the extremely small sword wound on his arm, and remained silent.

Wang Chen thrust the long sword directly into the corridor with a bang, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and smoked.

Breathing out a thick puff of smoke, Wang Chen hooked his fingers to the old man and said: "If I guessed right, this manor has already been controlled by the people from the Yue Organization, so call your strongest people out and say I Let him test the sword."

The old man was still silent, just when Wang Chen took another puff of cigarette and was stretching out his hand to pinch the cigarette at the corner of his mouth, the old man's expression instantly became extremely ferocious, like a ghost.

"Roar--"

A roar came from his mouth, and countless cracks appeared in the corridor, and the old man's voice sounded like thunder in Wang Chen's ears.

Wang Chen's body shook slightly twice, and he looked at the old man with dull eyes, as if three souls ran away and two souls escaped from this roar.

rub--

With a roar, the old man appeared in front of Wang Chen very quickly. His right hand, like the arm of an evil ghost, grabbed Wang Chen's heart.

Clang——

Just when the old man's hand was about to touch Wang Chen, a burst of black and red sword energy directly chopped off the old man's hand.

Tread-

Looking at the old man who was clutching his arms and retreating, Wang Chen picked out his ears, covered his heart and said to the old man: "It really scared me, what kind of ancient martial arts move is this? My mother thought it was a Buddhist lion Roar, but you don't look like this, the voice of people and ghosts is really... really... indescribable!"

At the end of the evaluation, Wang Chen didn't know how to evaluate himself.

There haven't been many opportunities for me to fight against the ancient warriors, and even if there are, it's basically a matter of a few knives.

When the old man roared just now, Wang Chen got a little excited, thinking it was the roar of a Buddhist lion.

But the old thing's expression turned ferocious in an instant, and the sound he made was like an owl's cry. It was hard to hear the word "extreme", and it was indescribable.

The old man stopped in his tracks and looked at Wang Chen with horror in his eyes, as well as a hint of shame.

He didn't expect that Wang Chen didn't have any shit when he roared.

The most important thing is... his own trick was criticized as useless in his ears.

What is this move, Lao Tzu, this is the Buddhist lion's roar! !

Moreover, the claw that was used just now is also a serious Shaolin dragon claw, and it is still an unretouched version...

This guy... who the hell is so ignorant.

Or, did I really go the wrong way and practice in the wrong direction as the master said?
"Shame on you, come on, come on, I'll call you a sonic move."

The old man's sense of shame was seen by Wang Chen, he nodded in satisfaction, said something to the old man, and then opened his mouth slightly.

"Roar--"

Wang Chen yelled out in one breath, it sounded extremely normal, like a person roaring in a low voice, without even creating any movement, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe the power of the old man's yelling just now as vastly different.

However, with such a seemingly extremely simple roar, the old man's seven orifices bled instantly, and his body couldn't help trembling.

bang——

Suddenly, the old man knelt on the ground and supported the corridor with his hands, so that he could barely prevent himself from collapsing on the ground.

"What is this stuff."

The old man felt that his head had turned into a paste. Wang Chen just said that he was going to roar, and he became defensive. After seeing Wang Chen roaring, he only had a sneer in his heart.

But before he could react, Wang Chen's low growl sounded directly in his mind.

It was like a missile that blasted directly into a cave. The loud noise made him unbearable, and he yelled at him directly.

"Simple, control the throat well, transfer the power to a certain amount, and then transmit it directly to the enemy's ears through the sound transmission of thousands of miles by ancient warriors."

Hearing the old man's sluggish murmur, Wang Chen laughed and explained, but seeing that he was still in a daze, Wang Chen was talking nonsense, so he raised his feet and walked towards the direction the old man came from. go.

When passing by the old man, Wang Chen didn't stop walking, but the long sword was unsheathed an inch. In an instant, a small bloodstain appeared on the old man's throat, and at the same time, Wang Chen's sigh sounded.

"Unfortunately, you won't be able to yell in the future. Now think about it carefully, your yell just now still has a little taste."

(End of this chapter)