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At the gate of Dongjiang group, with Zhang Xiaojian's order, two figures flew together, one fell on the top of the building, the other on the high wall.

Zhang Xiaojian squinted at Zhang Xiaole on the courtyard wall and Zhang Xiaofan on the roof. She nodded and strode inside.

The person on duty at the door has found that it's wrong. Hula rushes out a dozen people with sticks in their hands.

Zhang Xiaojian's face was gloomy, and her whole body was covered by a layer of golden light. With a gentle wave of her hand, the ripples were silent in two places, hitting those people in front of her.

More than a dozen people flew out in an instant, drew more than a dozen arcs in the air, and then fell on the ground, unable to move. There were bloodstains on the corners of their mouths.

Huang Yimao is on the left, Huang Er Mao is on the right, Lao Wu and Fu Mingyu are behind. They are all covered with different colors of light.

Old five and Fu Mingyu did not follow in, but stayed at the gate. With a six edged purple gold hammer in his hand, he was shining brightly. His whole body was covered with a layer of purple gold light, just like a god of gold.

Fu Mingyu's whole body is also floating with aura. On his hand is an ancient bronze mirror. In the ancient mirror, the wave light flows. Vaguely, you can see a little boy's mischievous smile.

At this time, the sound of the police siren suddenly rang through the sky. At the gate of Dongjiang group, a dozen Dongfeng warriors suddenly came to the door. The car had just stopped. Countless soldiers had concealed themselves in every corner with weapons in their hands, and their weapons were aimed at the direction of the gate.

Tang Yan and Ouyang Yu finally come out. They look at the inside with gloomy eyes and don't say a word.

Zhang Xiaojian looked back, did not speak, but made an OK clean-up.

Huang Yimao held a small red flag with runes all over it. When he got to the gate, he suddenly shook it. Suddenly, a hurricane started its journey from the original place. At the beginning, it was not too big. With the constant shaking of the flag, the hurricane suddenly spun at a high speed far away, like the direction of the entrance.

The booming sound came out, and the original door was torn into pieces, falling down one after another, and then disappeared.

Several people who wanted to rush out saw the situation and ran away and disappeared without trace.

When Zhang Xiaojian's hand moved, a two color sword suddenly appeared in front of her. The two kinds of light intertwined and flowed, suspended in front of Zhang Xiaojian.

Zhang Xiaojian said something in her mouth. Then she floated up and landed on the green cloud sword. Then, the broken air only sounds, and the green cloud sword with Zhang Xiaojian has appeared in the air.

Two golden dragons hovered on both sides of his body, and the sound of thunder came from the air. Within a radius of several hundred meters, a strong spiritual pressure is formed, which makes ordinary people unable to stand up and dare not look directly.

In the office on the top floor of Dongjiang group, Huang Ming was already pale, hiding under the table, shivering.

Li Dongping is not much better. He can't walk and can't move on the sofa.

Death's face was ugly, but not so good.

Duan Tianpeng frowned slightly, as if thinking about something.

Duan Tianpeng knew clearly that he was not Zhang Xiaojian's opponent when he went out now. He didn't expect Zhang Xiaojian to come so fast. If he got that thing, he would definitely destroy Zhang Xiaojian.

But

Just as he hesitated, Huang Ming next to him called.

"Immortal master, help me. As long as you help me tide over the difficulties, any conditions will do." Huang Ming pleaded bitterly.

Duan Tianpeng grinned bitterly. Although he likes money, he can't help it.

"Tang Jie, if you know what you're doing, get out of here so that you don't have any trouble." Outside this time came the voice of Zhang Xiaojian.

When Huang Ming heard the voice, he suddenly showed an excited look.

Zhang Xiaojian didn't come here because of herself. It would be easy if she did.

All things can be pushed to Tang Jie's body, so that even if the storm is over, now it is no longer considering Zhang Xiaojian's problem, or self-protection.

Huang Ming suddenly ran to the window, opened the window and called out to the outside: "Zhang Xiaojian, Tang Jie is here with me. Everything is done by him. It has nothing to do with me. I was confused because he had helped me before

At this time, Tang Jie also responded and scolded: "Huang Ming, you're not a fucker. You..."

Before Tang Jie said anything more, a man has come to his side, a hand has been pinched his neck, forcefully lifted up, walked to the window, directly to throw out.

"Sleeping trough NIMA..." This is Tang Jie's voice. It is far away from the air, and it seems very desolate.

At that moment, Tang Jie didn't know why. Suddenly, she felt that she was not worth it. She really didn't deserve it. She had worked hard all her life and finally got nothing.

When Tang Jie fell down rapidly, a golden thug stopped him, and then the golden light disappeared.All this is the matter between breathing, and everyone is stunned for a moment.

Huang Ming looks at Zhang Xiaojian in the air. His face is pale, and his hands are clinging to the railing, so he doesn't fall down.

"Zhang Xiaojian, is it finished? You can go now." Huang Ming seems to be pleading.

Zhang Xiaojian sneered and said, "there are two people in your room that I want, one is death, the other let him roll out."

Huang Ming looks at the God of death and Duan Tianpeng without saying anything.

These two people can be the top experts, he now turn over his face, it is no different from his own death.

The God of death and Duan Tianpeng also heard the voice outside, their faces could not help being white, looked at each other, all eyes fell on Huang Ming's body.

"It seems that he can only be used as a hostage," the God of death looked at Duan Tianpeng.

Duan Tianpeng had no opinion and did not speak.

Huang Ming's whole body trembled when he heard the God of death saying this. However, the God of death had come to him. One hand held his hair, and the other hand held a sharp dagger against his neck.

"Boss, I don't want to be like this. I hope we're both safe." Death said with a sneer.

Huang Ming has nothing to say at this time. For the betrayal of the God of death, Huang Ming doesn't feel beyond it, because he has already planned to kill his mouth. However, there is no suitable person to replace him. The God of death knows too much. This is definitely a time bomb for him.

But now it seems too late, everything is too late, now only hope in Zhang Xiaojian's body, put the hope of life on the opponent's body, it is simply a bit funny.