Supreme Psychic Power - Chapter 236 Someone wants to kill you

A loud noise came from the door, and all the reporters rushed to the door. The shutter of the camera camera sounded in a row. Wang Sen rubbed his nose and saw the mayor from a distance. Wang Yonghao, who is said to be a mayor, appeared on TV screens many times. Wang Sen even imagined that if he became mayor in the future, he would take him as an example.

Wang Sen's dream was scolded by Rhea as a dream. Now it seems that she is really right. Not to mention anything else, this skill of dealing with the media is enough for him to learn for several years.

The party started, with all kinds of toasts, followed by Western-style meals. Everyone held small plates and chatted while eating. Wang Sen also brought a small plate and cut a steak. He had always resisted foreign knives and forks. He needed a lot of knives and spoons for dinner, which was better than a pair of chopsticks.

Tang Wanrong has received formal Western education, so she is very skilled in using knife and fork. Seeing Wang Sen staring at the steak and making it fierce, she brought it to him and cut it into small pieces with knife and fork to deliver it to Wang Sen. Wang Sen nodded at her, raised the fork and inserted it into his mouth. As soon as Tang Wanrong lowered her head to eat her portion, Wang Sen simply threw away the fork and grabbed it in his mouth.

In the four-degree space, Rhea was drunk with a glass cup, her face flushed, and she stuck out her tongue and giggled. This was not the expression that a teenage girl should have, she looked like an old drunkard.

"The mayor has started to toast." Tang Wanrong stabbed Wang Sen and pointed to the distance. Wang Sen hurriedly grabbed the napkin and wiped his hands, and picked up the knife and fork as if he was pretty good. "Wanrong, wait and see what I want to do."

Mayor Wang Yonghao came over.

"Hello, Mayor." When the mayor raised his glass politely, Wang Sen spoke, "Do you still remember me? I am Wang Sen."

"Remember, of course." Wang Yonghao nodded with a smile. He had seen hundreds of people every day, but where did he remember who was who? Wang Sen saw that he smiled falsely and picked up his wine glass, "I wish Mayor Wang to be promoted step by step, and I wish the people of Fengzhou better and better life."

"Well said, young man." Mayor Wang shook the cup at Wang Sen and turned to leave, but Wang Sen raised the cup again, "Mayor Wang, I have something to report to you."

"Is there something?" Wang Yonghao was stunned, looking at the people around him, thinking about what occasion this is, young man, you are too reckless! But as the highest official present, he was not easy to have an attack, and he just pretended not to hear it. He accidentally winked at the confidential secretary behind him. The confidential secretary followed him for many years, and naturally he was familiar with handling such things. He held a wine glass and pretended to toast, blocking between Wang Sen and Wang Yonghao.

Wang Sen could see his every move clearly. He looked up and down at the confidential secretary who was blocking his eyes. A relieved smile appeared on his face, and reached out to pat his shoulder. The confidential secretary was shocked. Before he could come back to his senses, Wang Sen had already walked away.

The confidential secretary grabbed the shoulder and tore off a sticker. The big word "其" was written in a ballpoint pen.

Wang Sen and Tang Wanrong walked side by side on the street, breathing the dry and cold air. He felt that his mind was too clear. He was really not used to the occasion full of false intentions just now, or he could not integrate into it at all.

"Wang Sen, was that trick just now useful?" Tang Wanrong held his hand and felt something was wrong. Wang Sen took a long breath, "The only thing we can do is this. The rest depends on luck."

"Oh." Tang Wanrong nodded as if she understood it. A cold wind blew, and she tightened her collar and leaned against Wang Sen.

There was a man standing in front of him, blocking the way they went. Wang Sen glanced at him. He was a person who was not surprisingly good at looking and could not be found if he was infiltrated. He had no characteristics in terms of dressing and appearance. Wang Sen dodged to the side and walked around.

"Wanrong, have you heard of it? The ancient assassins were all those who looked ordinary, because they would not be easily noticed by people... being noticed by people... Run!" Wang Sen suddenly remembered the look of the man looking at him just now, sharp, vicious and decisive. If he guessed correctly, this person was the killer!

A sharp whistle suddenly came from the bustling street, and then three plain-dressed people rushed out of the shops on the street, all of whom were bare with their heads, with wireless headsets hanging in their ears, and were holding three-foot-long Japanese-style sabers, which flashed coldly under the dim light.

"Girl avoid it!" Wang Sen's first thought was to push Tang Wanrong away, pose in a defensive posture, and wait for the attack of these four people.

The four assassins each had a tacit understanding and each blocked Wang Sen's retreat. The person who looked ordinary just now smiled coldly at Wang Sen, "Someone paid for you to kill you, my buddy offended you. Brothers!"

Four swords stabbed from four directions. Wang Sen could not avoid it. He simply put his heart on his mind and avoided three of them. He grabbed the oncoming sword with both hands and twisted it hard. The assassin did not expect that Wang Sen would use this fierce move to fight poison with poison. After a moment of surprise, he quickly pulled the sword back, but he never thought that Wang Sen would run towards him at a speed of 100 meters!

The assassin had only two ways to kiss the face, either abandoning the knife or rushing up, but he still chose to abandon the knife. As soon as the handle of the knife was removed, Wang Sen grabbed it in three strokes. Regardless of the blood on his hands, he bent down suddenly and avoided the three Taidaoes that were stimulating from behind the back.

Before the three of them stopped the attack, Wang Sen's sword had already taken action, slashed in the air and stabbed the wrists directly. Seeing this, the three of them had to let go. Wang Sen rubbed his body and attacked again, grabbed the hem of the assassin's clothes closest to him and stood up. His right fist almost ran to his chin at the same time. With a bang, the heavy punch hit the jaw firmly. The assassin's face instantly turned blue and purple, and a mouthful of blood was spitting out of his mouth.

Wang Sen turned around in place, grabbed the assassin's neck, and put the sword in his hand on his neck and throat. As long as he moved, Wang Sen might have a knife and blood splattered five steps.

The assassin spitted out a tiny steel needle from his sleeve. Just as he was about to take action, the small action did not hide from Wang Sen's perspective. Wang Sen elbowed his biceps with a violent elbow. The assassin's forearm jumped, and the steel needle fell to the ground. Wang Sen pressed him to the ground, "Don't come over, I'll take his life if you move."

The fight was extremely fast. When Tang Wanrong ran closer, Wang Sen had already controlled an assassin. The other three were afraid of being attacked, so they had to stand there and do it anxiously. Seeing someone bullying Wang Sen, Tang Wanrong rushed over with a waving Kunbao and hit the assassin in the lead, "Bastard, I told you to beat my Wang Sen, and I asked you to bully people!"

The assassin was beaten so hard that he had to hide behind the other two people. Tang Wanrong was still angry and kicked them, hurried to Wang Sen, and saw that his fingertips were still bleeding, he took out a pack of Hu Shubao from his pocket, tore open the wounds for him to bandage him.

"What a loss-winning style of fighting, a brave young man." Three people came over from the darkness in the distance. The leader was wearing a pair of black sunglasses and a jacket. Behind him were two expressionless bodyguards, holding a Stitchkin automatic pistol in his hand, and the muzzle was faintly aimed at Wang Sen.

"Uncle Zhou." Tang Wanrong looked up and felt that the person in front of her looked familiar. After he took off his sunglasses, it turned out to be Uncle Zhou. She was happy, but she pulled her face down and bandaged Wang Sen's wounds.

"So it's him." Wang Sen also saw the arrogant face. It turned out to be the killer named "Old Wolf" I saw when he wiped out Liu Sheng last time. Why did he come to assassinate me?

"Are you angry?" Lao Lang was a little panicked when he saw Tang Wanrong's angry look. He handed the sunglasses to the bodyguard beside him, took out a small box from his arms and handed it to Tang Wanrong, "Girl, don't be angry, I just want to try your little boyfriend! Otherwise, who will protect you in the future?"

"Questions, uncle, I won't listen to you." Tang Wanrong pushed Lao Lang's hand away, and his anger was not gone, "Wang Sen, let's go."

Wang Sen pulled her, but before he could figure it out, he couldn't leave. He raised his arm and bowed to Lao Lang, "Uncle Zhou has always been good? I wonder where he played with his nephew today?"

"I'm not playing catch and release Cao, nor Huarong Road, but borrowing the east wind." Lao Lang put away the small box awkwardly and clasped his fists at Wang Sen, "Brother Wang, don't be fine, but have you been bullied by my willful niece?"

"How could that happen?" Wang Sen winked at Tang Wanrong when he heard this, "Wanrong is gentle and elegant, with a ladylike demeanor. I like it too late. Even if I am bullied by her, I am willing to do so."

"This guy is so thick-skinned." Rhea held the wine bottle and sipped again, raising his middle finger at Wang Sen with contempt.

"That's good, that's good. Haha! Did you see that, you can't let others down." Although Lao Lang said these words to Tang Wanrong, Wang Sen felt uncomfortable and let others down. Could it be that I became an angry little wife?

"None of these people are good people." Tang Wanrong muttered angrily, but there was a smile on her face, "Uncle, since you know that we have a good relationship, why do you still send someone to assassinate us? Could it be that you are so idle?"

"Did you see it? It's true that the girl is a big girl and she can't help but talk to her husband's house before she even passed the door." Lao Lang laughed loudly, and Tang Wanrong frowned. Finally, Lao Lang asked the four assassins to retreat and found an authentic shop. The three of them sat down and ordered a few side dishes and white wine. Lao Lang personally poured a full cup and handed it to Wang Sen, "Young man, come and go!"

"No drink!" Tang Wanrong twisted Wang Sen's thighs and ordered softly but firmly. Wang Sen glanced at her, raised his cup and shook it, "Uncle, come, let's go!" As he said that, he raised his neck and poured his stomach down.

"Someone wants to kill you." Lao Lang said slowly. "It happened that I found my old wolf's head. I also wanted to try your kid's skills. It's not bad, I'm a good guy. But if my people were carrying smokers tonight, you might have died long ago."
Chapter completed!