Chapter 229: Chapter 227: Unfortunately, You t
He Fangqing is very anxious now. Their Zhao Family being able to connect with the Chen Family through such a marriage is sothing that cannot be wished for. If it’s ruined today, it would an losing a golden opportunity.
Her expression was gloomy, and she tugged at Zhao ngke, continuing, “Xiaong, go quickly to apologize to Yuan Zhi and let your future husband’s family forgive you. Otherwise, our Zhao Family doesn’t need such a loose daughter!”
Loose….
These two words were like a heavy blow, striking Zhao ngke’s heart heavily. Hearing it, she took a deep breath, turned, and stared at her mother. It seed as if she had never truly understood her from childhood to adulthood.
“Mom, is this how you evaluate your daughter?”
Zhao ngke looked wronged, then more resolutely stood behind Qin Hao.
Facing her daughter’s questioning, He Fangqing’s expression initially beca flustered, then turned into cold, cruel ice. She snorted coldly, just about to say sothing, when Chen Yuanzhi, who had remained silent all this ti, finally erupted!
“Qin Hao, today you’re courting death yourself!”
“I, Chen Yuanzhi, swear I will never let you leave here standing today!”
The hall suddenly fell silent, and everyone’s hearts trembled. It seed the Chen Family’s anger was thoroughly ignited today!
This Qin Hao is in trouble today.
Many sympathetic gazes gathered on Qin Hao, as Chen Yuanzhi’s face remained vicious, then he gently lifted his hand and clapped twice.
Clap, clap.
With two clear claps as the signal, a team of figures, nacing in deanor, quickly entered from outside the hall, imdiately charging towards Qin Hao, surrounding him at the center, seemingly already having received orders.
Each mber of this team bore an iron rider emblem. Seeing them appear, there was a sudden gasp of discussion echoing in the hall.
“The Iron Legion?!”
“It’s actually the rumored Chen Family Iron Legion? Each one is a top-tier combat master? Capable of overpowering special forces?”
“Oh my God, don’t these mbers of the Iron Legion each have their own personal protective target, yet now they’re all gathered together!”
“This Qin Hao probably has no hope of survival today; this is the Chen Family’s strongest force!”
The Chen Family’s Iron Legion is famous throughout the upper echelons of society in Qingshan City.
People with even a little wealth had all heard of this mysterious guard organization of the Chen Family.
This Iron Legion officially has only nineteen mbers, while the separate reserve team numbers a full 81.
Every six months, the Chen Family Guard Corps holds a one-on-one round-robin tournant; each of the 81 reserve mbers has the right to challenge a mber of the official team.
Winning a challenge makes one a new full team mber, while failure results in demotion to reserve status.
The 100 mbers of the Iron Legion all co from various master lineages, and the chief instructor of the Guard Corps is a forr instructor from a first-class special operations brigade under a Huaxia military zone.
In short, this Iron Legion gathers masters, using special forces training thods, through a harsh elimination system to select them over and over again.
The nineteen official team mbers carry out secret personal protection tasks for the most important Zhao Family direct lineage. The rest of the reserve team is spread throughout the core industries of the Zhao Family as hidden security forces.
Because of this near-invincible Iron Soldier Team, for many years now, no core direct lineage mber of the Chen Family has ever been involved in a kidnapping attempt. Now, all nineteen have acted together, surrounding Qin Hao in the center.
This kind of might clearly intends to suppress Qin Hao on the spot! It also shows that the Chen Family places great importance on this betrothal!
Qin Hao’s eyes narrowed slightly, observing the nineteen people surrounding him, a trace of admiration flashed through his eyes.
Not bad; each person’s stance is very stable, breath composed and forceful, and their heights are all quite even, none over 1.8 ters, and none with exaggerated muscles.
The nineteen all wore dark-colored uniforms, neatly organized. Even though they stood simply still, an unspoken oppressive force had already swept through every corner of the hall.
Lin Yuhan and Zhao ngke turned pale; this true master level pressure made them unable to catch their breath.
Qin Hao reached out and lightly patted the backs of Lin Yuhan and Zhao ngke, casually tapping on several hidden acupoints on their backs.
Their complexions imdiately improved.
The captain of the Iron Legion keenly caught Qin Hao’s movent, his originally casual gaze exploded with a gleam instantly.
Master ets master!
A surge of battle intent erged from him, making the already oppressive atmosphere even scarier, thickly pervading the hall, as if the air itself might solidify.
Chen Yuanzhi laughed coldly, then said, “Qin Hao, you really are bold beyond asure, daring to behave so recklessly in my Chen family’s territory? Are you scared now? Though if you kneel and beg for rcy now, it’s still not too late; as long as you co over and kowtow to
thrice in public, our Chen Family, for Mr. Ye’s sake, will just break the hand you held ngke with and throw you out, consider this matter resolved, how about it?”
Chen Yuanzhi wanted to make Qin Hao lose face doubly, to avenge the sha!
Yet Qin Hao seed as if he hadn’t heard. This formation of nineteen n was chaotic but contained a peculiar order. After so ntal calculation, Qin Hao found that these nineteen people had already blocked all his possible moves.
Haha, this is quite interesting.
He smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, then directly locked his gaze on the captain of the Iron Legion, extending a finger casually and beckoning him with it.
Boom——!
An intangible pressure erupted instantly in the hall, even though no sound was made, everyone’s hearts trembled simultaneously!
Seeing Qin Hao’s arrogance, the captain imdiately unleashed the pressure field enveloping Qin Hao from the nineteen.
A rather lean figure turned into a sudden streak of light, a rapid leg whip crackling a consecutive string of sound-booming attacks, lashing down towards Qin Hao’s forehead with terrifying might.
In the secular world, there was the so-called Southern Fist and Northern Leg. The kicker’s technique was sharp and hard, indicative of having grasped the essence of Northern Sect leg techniques at a glance.
When Qin Hao saw the move coming, a look of appreciation again flashed through his eyes.
Of course, it was not appreciation for the seemingly terrifying leg whip, but for the pattern of their attack.
The duel between masters is naturally not a street brawl of mixed-up fighting; rushing en mass holds no aning. Their formation and thod clearly aid to exhaust Qin Hao’s strength with a war of attrition, before directly suppressing him once he was worn out.
Their command was still very clear-headed.
However, the disparity in strength is obvious here, and no matter how clear-headed, it cannot make up for it.
You are strong.
But it’s a pity.
You have t .
And I am stronger!
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