5000 years of urban cultivation

Chapter 55

"Teacher, you!"

The general who was kneeling on the ground couldn't help it, his eyes trembled, and his whole body trembled with excitement.

Finally, finally shot!

He couldn't help crying.

When Jiang Ling was working as a mercenary, he recruited some students, some imitated his old ways and became mercenaries, some went into politics professionally, and some joined the army. ·

And Liu Qingyang had the highest position among the students who joined the army.

"Junior brother, did you hear that the teacher is willing to take action, you can rest in peace, the teacher will avenge you."

Liu Qingyang clenched her fists tightly.

If it weren't for the fact that this matter was too involved, he would have mobilized a division of troops to wipe out the Legion of the Cross.

Both he and Long Hun knew in their hearts that Jiang Ling was their teacher, but Jiang Ling was always unwilling to admit it.

"That person, could it be him!"

The rest of the old men in military uniforms all looked at Jiang Ling in shock.

They didn't know Jiang Ling's identity, but they could understand who Jiang Ling was talking about.

The man in the legend!
"Give me the position of the Legion of the Cross, and I will hand it over to that person later." Jiang Ling said with difficulty.

"Okay, you take this communicator, our military will update you the location of the Crusader Corps at any time!"

Liu Qingyang took out a machine and put it on the table.

"Dad, wake up."

The little boy supported Longhun's arm, crying until his voice became hoarse.

"Tomorrow is my birthday, and you promised to accompany me to Disneyland, you big liar."

The boy's mother covered her mouth and wept bitterly.

No matter what, her husband is a hero, even if he is dead, he is still the greatest man in her heart.

Jiang Ling turned around, and saw the stubbornness in the little boy's eyes, just like the eyes of Dragon Soul when he first worshiped him.

"How did he die? The mercenary ranks third and is basically invincible. Even if it is a one-on-one fight with the Cross Legion, it will at most be defeated, and it will not be killed on the spot."

Jiang Ling's tone was calm, but the killing intent in his eyes was extremely strong.

"There was a change. It was Holy Cross Steve. He broke out suddenly at a critical moment and took advantage of the chaos to kill Junior Brother Dragon Soul."

Liu Qingyang's face was bitter.

"Holy Cross."

Jiang Ling nodded slightly, and gently brushed his hand over Longhun's face, trying to close his eyes for him, but his eyes were staring straight ahead.

"I know you are not reconciled." Jiang Ling looked solemn.

Wait, Xiaolong, as a teacher, I will avenge you and let you rest in peace.

"Go back and wait for the news."

After sending the man away, Jiang Ling resolutely walked out of the house and took a car to an old house in the suburbs.

By the pond of the old house, he dug out a simple sandalwood box.

"Click."

With a soft sound, the box was opened, and a silver mask was placed inside.

"Old man, wait for me for a long time."

Jiang Ling gently stroked the mask, which is his signature feature, a symbol of his status as a mercenary, and a proof of his power.

Every time he makes a move, he wears this mask, so no one knows his true face except those few students.

After 70 years, I am afraid that the world has forgotten this mask and that person.

"Old man, let's go."

Jiang Ling smiled lightly and put on the mask.

In an instant, the metal buckle closed and tightened instantly with a "click click", an angry image of the Monkey King covered Jiangling's original appearance, and a fierce aura spread in all directions, like a sleeping monster launching its killing spree. eyes.

No. [-] in the mercenary rankings, nicknamed Monkey King, the recognized god of mercenaries!

……

In an unfinished building at this time, the top executives of the Crusaders are gathering together.

"What kind of bullshit dragon soul, who is also the patron saint of China, makes me laugh so hard, that kind of rubbish, I punched through the head with one punch."

Steve stood in front of the window, looking out the window with a contemptuous smile on his face.

"Boss is too powerful. If it weren't for you, none of us would be the opponent of Dragon Soul."

All the senior officers of the legion laughed loudly.

Before the battle, no one thought that Dragon Soul was so powerful, and a dragon sword in his hand seemed to be alive, piercing them with scars.

Fortunately, Steve made a move and killed Dragon Soul in one fell swoop with that special ability.

"Boss, things shouldn't go wrong this time, right?"

Someone worried.

"What?" Steve smiled coldly.

"We are killing the strongest mercenary in this country. I am afraid that the other party will send out troops."

"Hmph, they don't dare. The matter of mercenaries can only be resolved with mercenaries. This is a rule that no one can violate."

Steve smiled faintly.

The strongest dragon souls have all been killed, who else in this country can stop them?

A few people didn't speak, and said hesitantly: "Boss, isn't there a mercenary god? He is the strongest mercenary in this country."

"You mean Monkey King wearing a monkey mask? Heh, it's been more than 70 years since he became famous. He hasn't shown his face for decades, and he's already dead. Are you still afraid of a dead person?"

Steve had a look of disdain on his face.

Not to mention that Monkey King is dead, even if he is still alive, Steve is not afraid.

The world of mercenaries should have been reshuffled a long time ago, and he, Holy Cross Steve, is the god of mercenaries.

"Haha, since that's the case, isn't this country what we want?"

A group of people all laughed heartily.

"Of course, don't you go online? Everyone in this country has become dumb. They were so arrogant before, but now they are all silent."

Steve smiled coldly: "Okay, it's almost done, we didn't pay attention to the dragon soul, don't forget our mission this time."

"Don't worry boss, no one can stop us now."

However, at this moment, several people who were browsing the webpage suddenly changed their faces.

"No, boss, something went wrong."

"What's the matter?" Steve frowned. These people's psychological quality is really bad, and they are surprised all day long.

"That person appeared."

A bearded man holds the tablet up to Steve.

"Who showed up? It makes you nervous." Steve took the tablet and glanced at it without any hesitation, his pupils constricted immediately.

How is it possible, the mercenary Monkey King?Didn't he die a long time ago!
This news was sent by the government, it is very high-profile, and there should be no fake news.

Moreover, the momentum of this wave is much stronger than that of Dragon Soul before. They just received first-hand news here, and then the whole network knew the existence of the god of mercenaries.

"What, the god of mercenaries? Is it from our country? Didn't you say that the strongest is the dragon soul!"

"Information, information, who knows the information about Monkey King?"

Netizens were talking like crazy, the Internet exploded again, and everyone's hope was rekindled.

But there are still many people who are not good-looking, Dragon Soul lost, and another person with incomplete information, how could he possibly win.

……

However, none of the external discussions could interfere with Jiang Ling's killing intent.

Dawn breaks, the first light of the morning rises from the horizon, and the cars on the road come and go.

And on the carriage of a large truck, stood a figure with hands behind his back, looking at the unfinished building in the distance.

"Wow."

The strong air current slapped on him, making his clothes rattle, and the angry mask of Monkey King shone coldly in the morning light.

He just stood on the car and moved with the car, which attracted the attention of many people.

In the information-advanced 21st century, this scene quickly spread across the Internet, sparking heated discussions.

And Steve in the unfinished building also got the news, hurried to the window, picked up the binoculars and looked out, and saw the figure standing on the big truck.

"Wearing the mask of an angry monkey, could it be that he is the legendary god of mercenaries, Monkey King?"

Steve's complexion changed slightly, not daring to confirm the other party's identity.

When the opponent Megatron mercenary world, Steve hadn't been born yet, had never seen him personally, let alone fought against him.

Thinking of all the fabulous legends about him, Steve couldn't help frowning.

It shouldn't be that person, it must be a counterfeit.It's been so many years, that person should have died long ago.

Just as he was hesitating, the figure on the truck was getting closer and closer to the unfinished building.

Two indifferent gazes passed through the mask and swept over Steve and the others. The invisible coercion swept across the audience, causing their eyelids to twitch wildly in an instant. They subconsciously avoided their gazes and did not dare to look directly.

"What a coercion!" Steve's face changed wildly.

"Dragon Soul is my student."

There was a lot of traffic outside and it was very noisy, but this indifferent voice rang clearly in the ears of everyone in the Crusaders.

In an instant, Steve and the others all changed their faces.

"This trip, I don't ask for money, I only kill people."

The rising sun shone obliquely on him, reflecting his figure like a god.

No one knows what his expression is now, everyone's eyes are on the metal mask of the angry Monkey King.

"You fucking court death, let me kill him, sensationalist trash."

A bearded mercenary walked to the window with a grin.

He is the 6th Blackbeard on the mercenary leaderboard.

Steve nodded slightly at him: "Get rid of him."

Blackbeard sneered and opened the window, and beat his hands vigorously, a pair of metal sharp blades appeared out of thin air.

"go to hell!"

He screamed and jumped out of the window.

The figure on the truck looked indifferent, and stretched out a hand flatly, and the aura of heaven and earth gathered from all directions, and condensed into a long sword in the blink of an eye.

"Whew." He swung his arm violently, and the long sword came out of his hand, and he crossed the sky in an instant and came to Blackbeard.

"This!" Blackbeard's pupils were full of stick shadows.

With a loud bang, the long sword pierced Blackbeard's head, bringing his body to hit the wall of the unfinished building, nailing him to the wall, and the whole building was shaken violently .

(End of this chapter)