The bodyguard of the beautiful president

Chapter 1699

Chapter 1710

Liu Wenhui is about 1.8 meters tall, very thin, with prominent cheekbones, bulging eyes, and a murderous look when he stares at him.

He jumped out of the car, holding the machete scabbard in his left hand, and approached the truck step by step.

"Who is it?" The people who were unloading the goods noticed that the person coming was a little weird, and felt a little panic, so they stopped and shouted.

Liu Wenhui stopped to take a look. There were about six or seven people on the road, and there were probably four or five people on the truck, nervously unloading boxes of mobile phones.

Now they all stopped what they were doing and looked nervously at the unexpected visitor.And one of them quietly pulled out a few swords from a car, and was quietly handing them to the people next to him.

Obviously, these people don't know the security manager of Fengyue Group, and they don't even know that he is the second of the four evil wolves of the world's most mysterious killer organization, Wolf Sha Wuhen.

If they knew, these people would be afraid to run away.

Although no one has ever seen a wolf who kills Wuhen, everyone knows the legends in the world that none of the people who were ordered to be killed by Langsha Wuhen was never alive.So no one has ever seen a wolf kill Wuhen.

"You guys are so brave. You dare to snatch Fengyue Group's goods. Kneel down immediately and beg for mercy. I can spare your life." Liu Wenhui roared angrily, and shook his right and left hands. Bounce out.

He stretched his right hand forward to catch the falling scimitar, and pointed the tip of the knife at everyone with a murderous look.

These people suddenly felt a powerful aura rushing towards them, and instinctively took two steps back, feeling that something was wrong, this must be a master of masters.

"Who are you? Report your name!" At this moment, a big man with long hair and a stick in his hand came over.The end of the stick was knocked on the ground, and the ground trembled.

Liu Wenhui immediately understood that this was the very powerful person with a stick that those escorts said.

After careful observation, Liu Wenhui concluded that this person was not Yang Dezhi, because first of all, he was a little smaller than Yang Dezhi and not so burly.The second is that the stick in his hand is also much smaller, it is impossible to weigh hundreds of kilograms like Yang Dezhi's.The color is also different, Yang Dezhi's is a dark iron rod, black.And the one in this person's hand is brass-colored, it should be a copper rod.

If it wasn't for Yang Dezhi, Liu Wenhui would have a better chance of winning. He pointed to the long-haired man and said, "I am Liu Wenhui, the security manager of Fengyue Group Company. You dare to rob our company's goods. You are looking for death. I never attack the unknown. Sign up quickly!"

"Ah!" Hearing that it was Liu Wenhui from the Fengyue Group, the dozen or so people exclaimed in surprise, and took a few steps back involuntarily.

Although Liu Wenhui is not as good as Lei Hubiao in Fengyue Group, he is still famous. How many people in Yanjing Underground Kingdom don't know.

However, the long-haired man didn't seem to take Liu Wenhui seriously, and exclaimed triumphantly: "What Liu Wenhui, I've never heard of it. I only know that there is a Lei Hubiao in your company, who can barely fight me a few tricks. I advise you You'd better get out of here quickly, or you'll die quite ugly."

As soon as he finished speaking, the others were taken aback. They really didn't expect him to talk to Liu Wenhui like this.

A bolder person next to him hurriedly reminded: "He is very powerful, on par with Lei Hubiao!"

Although none of them knew Liu Wenhui, everyone knew him by his name.

"Damn it, don't let other people's prestige, destroy your own ambition, he is powerful, I am even more powerful!" The long-haired man seemed to disagree.

Although the other party did not report his name, Liu Wenhui still wanted to take back the company's products, so he said again: "I will warn you one last time, put the things back in the truck, and I can pretend that nothing happened and let you leave, otherwise, Don't blame me for killing people!"

Hearing what he said, several big men were so frightened that they actually moved things to the truck.

"Stop!" The long-haired man roared, "There are a dozen of us, and he is alone. Since you are so afraid of him, it's too funny, go to hell!"

After finishing speaking, the long-haired man swung the stick in his hand, "Deng dong dong..." He rushed over like a mad buffalo.

"Boom!" When he was five meters away from Liu Wenhui, the long-haired man kicked his feet and jumped, like a hungry tiger rushing for food, the copper rod directly smashed down on Liu Wenhui's head.

"Looking for death!" Liu Wenhui sneered, raised the scimitar in his hand and blocked it.

With Lei Hubiao's skill, even though the scimitar is small, but after pouring his inner strength into it, he can easily knock this person's copper stick into the air.

"Dang!" There was a loud explosion, and flames splashed everywhere.

Not good, Liu Wenhui was secretly startled, because he actually felt his jaw go numb, his feet couldn't stand firmly, and he stepped back two steps before he could stand still.

Although the opponent's stick was also shaken away, it seemed that he only took a step back.

What kind of person is this? His skills are good!

Liu Wenhui secretly admired it, it seemed that he had met a master.

"Shua!" After stabilizing his mind, Liu Wenhui jumped up suddenly, as agile as an ape, clinging to the long-haired man in a circle, the scimitar in his hand was like a rotating blade of wind, engulfing him with murderous aura.

Liu Wenhui's scimitar knife skills are unrivaled in the world. He can swing hundreds of knives in one minute, and in an instant he can skin and remove the flesh by himself, leaving only a bone.

It's just that the other party doesn't seem to be weak, although he seems to be drunk and a little stumbling around.But the body is not crooked, but relying on the advantage of the long stick in his hand, he always has the upper hand.

One is a scimitar less than two feet long, and the other is a copper rod more than two meters long. The advantages and disadvantages are very obvious.

Although Liu Wenhui's saber skills were fast enough, he was often threatened by the copper rod without getting close, and had no choice but to draw back to protect himself.

In an instant, the two fought for hundreds of rounds, and the internal energy generated by each other formed a cyclone, which rolled the surrounding dust into the air.

"Click!" With a sound, Liu Wenhui seized an opportunity, stepped forward, and immediately grabbed the copper stick tightly with his left hand, while the scimitar in his right swished against the stick.

The long-haired man obviously didn't expect Liu Wenhui to use this seemingly risky trick, and the copper rod couldn't be pulled out for a while.

Seeing the scimitar slashing towards him like lightning, he had no choice but to let go.

But it was still too late, Liu Wenhui's scimitar had already slashed down on his arm.

"Ah!" the long-haired man yelled.

Once the move was successful, Liu Wenhui stopped slashing and let go of the stick he was holding.

The long-haired man screamed and stepped back a few steps, but still held the stick in his right hand.

"Kill!" Seeing that the long-haired man was injured, the dozen or so men rushed forward waving their swords.

(End of this chapter)