The Eternal Life of His Majesty

The Eternal Life of His Majesty
Arrogants



The woman covered her face with panic in her eyes, looking at the large man with a full face on the opposite side.


"Sima Hanyue, don't pity your face. My boss invited you to dinner, but it gave you face. Otherwise, if you're a star, it's no different from trampling an ant to death." A pair of eyes swept over Sima Hanyue's beautiful body aggressively.


Sima Hanyue's body trembled, and even the 30-year-old woman beside him couldn't help but persuade: "Hanyue, you just ate with Boss Hai, it's nothing! "


Sima Hanyue bit her lower lip tightly, even with a hint of despair in her eyes.


Sima Hanyue did not know who Wu Hai was. How many of his comrades had been harmed by Wu Hai.


Originally, Sima Hanyue had attended a reporter meeting for this new drama in Jinling, she had not expected to be targeted by Wu Hai.


Behind the burly man was a line of tall and majestic bodyguards, about seven or eight people in suits and shoes coldly formed a line, and Sima Hanyue was barely able to breathe.


“Don't tell me I'm not good, I'll give you five minutes to think about it. If you don't have a satisfactory answer!” The muscular smiled, he patted his suit worth hundreds of thousands, and said with disdain: “You will be destroyed in Jinling!”


Shameless arrogance and dominance completely broke the silence of this little temple.


Yang Ming and the others, who had long been distracted by the sudden sound, turned their heads back, and the three frowned.


“Sima Hanyue, I remember the star who became famous for the drama costume, right?” Whisper Zhao Lin, fear flashing in his eyes.


Han Yan looked at Sima Hanyue, slightly gritting his teeth, and anger flashed in his eyes.


He wanted to fight injustice, but Yang Wei held him back and shook his head slightly.


“Relax, here there are barren mountains and wild ridges, you are just looking for trouble.” He was always impulsive, but he was very calm at the moment, looking at the line of bodyguards behind the strong man, his eyes slightly sank.


He saw something. The violent aura of those bodyguards was simply not comparable to an ordinary person. It was a military force, most likely they were all veterans.


“Yang Wei, could it be that you just saw that woman being bullied?” Han Yan looked at Yang Wei in disbelief, and a flash of disappointment flashed in his eyes.


Yang Wei secretly gritted her teeth, if she were to change into the past, she would definitely fight injustice, even if she rushed to get a punch. But now, he was different, he glanced at Han Yan, and he seemed to have some worry in his heart, and he was no longer alone.


Yang Wei knew very well that if he was still as impulsive as before, then Han Yan would definitely be affected.


Since the other party dared to do something to the public figure, it was by no means a type.


Huang Wendi walked over to Han Yan's side, "Sister senior, don't blame Yang Wei, he just doesn't want to implicate you. If we rush forward, there is absolutely no good ending!"


Huang Wenxuan also nodded slightly, wiser.


The entire small temple was silent for a moment. Only Sima Hanyue struggled alone. He did not want to ask for outsiders' help, but he had long since seen that Yang Ming and the others in the small temple were all disciples. What can he do to help her?


Just three minutes later, the strong man looked at his watch and sneered: "Five minutes have arrived, why? Haven't thought about it?"


Sima Hanyue's body trembled, gritting her teeth, her voice swayed, with a slight**, "I refuse!"


With these three words, he had almost exhausted all of his strength, but he also carried a trace of determination that he would rather be a piece of jade than a complete one.


The muscular man was startled and looked at Sima Hanyue in surprise. His face instantly became grim, and he said in a ferocious tone: "If this is the case, don't blame me!"


He waved his hand and said coldly: "Take him away!"


Upon hearing those words, a group of bodyguards immediately came out from the two of them and walked towards Sima Hanyue.


“My brother Zhang, isn't this just eating? Isn't that worth the trouble?” The agent turned pale and said with a smile.


Snapped up!


Zhang Yin clapped his hands with a dazzling palm print on the woman's face, "Get out of here, if you speak nonsense, I will send you to the nightclub to accompany you!"


In short, the woman was so frightened that she was almost weak and did not dare to say a word.


“It's too deceiving!” Han Yan's face turned purple, but Yang Wei was held back violently.


“Yang Wei, are you also male?” Han Yan could not help but ask.


Yang Wei gritted her teeth, Yang Ming could not help but whisper: "It's a big deal, and you can't just watch it like this, right?"


Yang Wei just wanted to talk, and suddenly, two bangs came from the door of the small temple.


Sima Hanyue was even more shocked. He looked at the old monk who lowered his head and swept the floor in front of him. He saw the old monk not raising his head, and said in harmony: "Donature, please raise your legs!"


Sima Hanyue involuntarily raised his leg, and let the old monk sweep some leaves under his feet.


"The bald donkey is dead, you're looking for death!" Zhang Yin was furious and waved: "Kill me this old man!"


Immediately, all the remaining bodyguards started rushing towards the old monk.


There was nothing about the old monk's movements, only the shadows from the broom, and the guards were swept out of the temple like fallen leaves.


This time, Zhang Yin's face changed.


“Still a practitioner?” Even though seven or eight veterans were beaten up behind him, he still had no fear, only an even more grim rage.


“Old man, aren't you afraid I'll flatten your temple?” Zhang Yin's voice was extremely cold.


“If I release it, what use is this temple even if it is left?” The old monk raised his head and looked at Zhang Yin, “Buddha is in my heart, not in the temple!”


“That's it!” Zhang Yin was completely enraged, and he threw at the struggling bodyguard and dropped his hand to his waist. In an instant, a gun appeared in his hand.


the guns!


In an instant, the faces of Yang Ming and the others turned pale, only the old monk's eyes were calm and he was not afraid.


Not only that, the black guards also touched their waists simultaneously, for some time seven or eight pitch-black muzzles pointed at the old monk.


Qin Xuan watched indifferently and shook his head discreetly.This old monk is incapable of having internal strength, and is afraid that he will die.


At this moment, a figure rushed from under the mountain, his face suddenly changed when he saw this scene, "What are you doing?"


With a squeaking sound, a seventeen or eighteen year old girl rushed into the crowd, unafraid of weapons, and stopped in front of Sima Hanyue.


Qin Xuan was shocked when he saw the person who entered.


Xu Binger's?


Xu Bing'er, who did not practice the techniques of the Hidden Mountain School, but became a star in the world, why did she appear here?


Where does Zhang Yin care about the yellow haired girl? He just looked at the old monk with a frown.


"gunshot!"


Suddenly, the sound of bullets sounded like a renzhu, rushing towards the old monk.


The old monk held a broom like the wind, but his strength was always weak, when the bullet fell, the blood hole on his shoulder was dazzling, and his face turned pale.


“Master!” Xu Binger and Sima Hanyue exclaimed, with great worry.


Xu Bing'er even ran straight over, supporting the old monk.


At this moment, Zhang Yin shot again mercilessly, his eyes gloomy.


"Old man, you asked for this!"


The guards behind him also showed no mercy. Suddenly, a white muzzle, a single bullet tore through the air, rushing towards the old monk, and even Xu Bing'er could not help but wrap it up.


Sima Hanyue exclaimed even more, Han Yan and the others were pale, covering their faces and not daring to look.


As the shot fell, Zhang Yin's eyes straightened out the next moment.


He looked at the young man who appeared suddenly and his palm was caught in the air.


The palm of the young man's hand opened slightly, and a bullet fell to the ground, making a sharp sound.


Xu Bing'er was even more astonished. When he reacted, he could not help but be excited.


"Qin Xuan ?!"