lized that Yang Chen must have taken a liking to this woman, which is why he came here to gamble.Even if Yang Chen had just lost the last round, he would probably keep gambling. As long as he has mone...Chapter 201
At this moment, Qian Biao's face was full of shock. His identity had never been discovered over all these years.
As soon as he made his move, he was recognized. The key point is that the other party is so young.
Ma Chao sneered: "What kind of person am I, a deserter from the north I'm not qualified to know!"
As soon as his words left his mouth, Ma Chao vanished from where he stood, appearing elsewhere in an instant.
Qian Biao only felt that the other person was like a ferocious beast, with a sudden burst of energy that completely overwhelmed him.
He didn't dare to be careless, gripping the dagger in his hand and wildly waving it, trying to fight Ma Chao.
"Is that all you've got"
Ma Chao punched Qian Biao back ten meters, his face cold and expressionless.
After a brief exchange, Qian Biao's eyes were filled with horror as he exclaimed, "Northern Border Fighting Style!"
Only now did Qian Biao realize that the other party was also from the Northern Territory.
He was recognized as the King of Night when he was still in the North, one of the strongest at the peak. Now, facing a young man who was about twenty-five years old, he found that his strength was actually greater than his own.
Needless to say, the opponent in the North was no ordinary person. Qian Biao's pupils were filled with fear.
He feared not life or death, but the things he had done these years, staining the honor of the North.
"Here we go again!"
Ma Chao saw that the other party didn't speak, and suddenly moved his feet, charging towards Qian Biao again.
Feeling Ma Chao's intense fighting spirit, Qian Biao had to fight, even though he was weaker than Ma Chao. He had to give it his all.
In the distance, Samba stared with wide eyes, his face filled with shock.
Whether it was Ma Chao or Qian Biao, the immense combat power they displayed at this moment completely surpassed his imagination.
He couldn't even catch the trajectory of their attacks, only seeing two figures constantly colliding, which made his eyes dizzy.
"No time to play with you anymore!"
Ma Chao suddenly sneered, his voice falling, a punch blasted out.
"Bang!"
Qian Biao's chest felt as if it had been struck by a heavy iron hammer, his body flying backwards. "Clang!" The dagger fell to the ground.
Ma Chao walked step by step in front of Qian Biao, looking down at him and said: "The so-called King of the Night, that's all!"
"Who are you"
Qian Biao wiped the blood from his lips and gritted his teeth, asking.
"A deserter, even qualified to ask about my identity"
Ma Chao said disdainfully.
"Shut up! I'm not a deserter! Not!"
Qian Biao's emotions were extremely agitated, and he roared with anger.
In the North, every fallen hero's name is etched deep in every soldier's mind. Your name, King of the Night, is among them. I know your story by heart.
"Qian Biao, male, Han nationality, 35 years old, King of the Night in Beijng, once awarded first-class military merit, three times second-class military merit, six times first-class military engineering, and ten times second-class military engineering."
"Qian Biao participated in one hundred and eight assassination missions before and after, never missing a single target, completing every assassination mission with outstanding results; he participated in international personality competitions many times, winning third place in the world three times and first place twice; he participated in rescue work many times..."
Ma Chao recounted Qian Biao's life story, one by one. With each tale, Qian Biao's facial expression grew more pained.
After saying that, Qian Biao's face was full of pain: "Shut up! Shut up for me! Don't say any more! Don't say any more!"she drove me out of the Han family.""Having married into the Su family for three years, I've endured endless humiliation. The Han family has never once shown concern. It was her who forced me to leave...