Traveling to Ancient Times: My Space Contains Weapons

Chapter 502 Left and Right Bodyguards, Strongmen

Seeing Chu Chen walking towards him, he immediately cried out in a trembling voice, "No, I am the King of the United States. How can you judge me?"

Chu Chen laughed when he heard this. "Judging you? I'm just bullying you."

If you're so capable, go ahead and sue me in court!

"Haha, you're quite cute. As for the Zheng family father and son, hand them over, and perhaps you can live."

"Otherwise, they will be your fate."

After Chu Chen finished speaking, he pointed at the corpses in the iron cage, and Chu Daogong pulled the trigger of his machine gun at the pile of corpses.

With a series of loud thuds, the corpses were instantly smashed into a pulp.

"See? The Zheng family father and son taught you how to make flintlock guns, but they didn't teach you this, did they?"

Nicholas Zhao had only seen the power of those weapons from afar on the city walls.

The close-up experience at that moment immediately filled him with despair.

"Hehe, my United States, we didn't lose unjustly, we didn't lose unjustly at all!"

"That's right, the Zheng father and son are in my hands. What, you want to rescue them? Don't worry, you won't succeed!"

Chu Chen chuckled after hearing this. Save me? I'm not some saint!

After saying that, he raised his hand and pointed it at Glock: "I'll give you one more chance, call it out!"

"dream!"

With a "thud," a gunshot rang out, and the bullet flew towards Nicholas Zhaos.

But in the next moment, two ghostly figures blocked his way.

The Glock bullets that hit the two men only penetrated their skin.

"Hahaha, Young Master Chu, you didn't expect that, did you? Sometimes, the true power lies in strength that doesn't rely on external things!"

When Nicholas Zhaos saw that his two strongmen had blocked Chu Chen's bullets, he burst into laughter.

So what if you have firearms? In the end, you still can't kill yourself.

After saying that, he instructed the two men, "Gentlemen, remember this: I want him alive. I am very interested in the weapon in his hand!"

Chu Chen shook his head after listening, thinking to himself, "You freaking know nothing about firearms."

So he put away his Glock and turned to take the M99 sniper rifle that Chu Daogong handed him.

This thing was also brought out from a military base in space. It's said that one shot from this thing can blow up a car.

Then, with a smile on his face, he cocked the gun and aimed it at a strongman.

I thought to myself, "How ignorant you are! I'm not surprised you could stop Glock, but this thing will definitely surprise you."

The two strongmen showed no intention of dodging when they saw Chu Chen take out an even longer gun.

Instead, he started showing off his muscles to Chu Chen.

Seeing this, Chu Chen shook his head and pulled the trigger on one of the so-called strongmen.

After a deafening roar, the strongman on the left stared in disbelief at the gaping hole in his chest before collapsing to the ground with a thud.

The other strongman charged towards Chu Chen the moment he fired his gun.

"Holy crap, it's about to load!"

After shouting, Chu Chen retreated rapidly and ran towards the triangular area of ​​the room.

Damn, such a huge palace, who knows how many strongmen like him there are.

After retreating to the corner, the so-called strongman was extremely fast and arrived in front of Chu Chen in an instant.

He then threw a punch at Chu Chen's head.

Chu Chen remained completely calm and met the punch head-on with a punch of his own.

The two fists collided, producing a cracking sound.

The strongman hadn't expected Chu Chen to have such strength, and was thus forced to take several steps back.

Chu Chen was also pushed against the wall by his strength.

"Are you made of iron? Hiss..."

Chu Chen looked at the strongman, shook his slightly sore hand, and shouted.

The strongman looked at Chu Chen with disbelief, thinking to himself that the Great Xia was indeed a place where hidden talents roamed.

You should know that it is through decades of training to improve one's ability to withstand blows that one has developed such a strong physique.

In terms of strength, if I say I'm second, no one dares to claim to be first in the United States.

Today, I was actually beaten to a standstill by a young man who looked to be only in his early twenties.

So he turned and ran toward the king's throne, and then dragged out a very flamboyant-looking large sword from behind the throne.

That's right, it's a drag, because this knife looks way too big.

The knife was at least three meters long and about an inch thick, and it was completely black except for a sliver of light on the blade.

Upon seeing this, Chu Chen immediately put his hands behind his back, and with a thought, the ancient sword appeared in his hand.

The strongman saw that Chu Chen had also taken out a weapon, and it was a sword that was commonly seen in the Great Xia Dynasty.

A disdainful smile immediately appeared on his lips.

Then, with a loud shout, he forcefully raised the large sword and slashed at Chu Chen.

Chu Chen thought to himself, "Damn, an inch longer is an inch stronger."

Since that's the case, then let me show you the power of our Great Xia Sword.

Then he raised his sword, jumped up, and slashed at the broadsword.

Seeing that Chu Chen didn't dodge and even dared to try to cut his sword, the strongman's contempt deepened, and he shouted in Sam's language, "Overestimating yourself!"

But the next moment, he was completely dumbfounded.

He felt his hand holding the knife suddenly lighten, and with a clang, the large knife in his hand was cut off in half and fell to the ground.

"Ah, what kind of weapon is that?"

Chu Chen couldn't understand what he was saying, but it didn't affect his sword-wielding speed at all.

In the blink of an eye, all that was left in the strongman's hand was the hilt of a knife.

Then Chu Chen leaped up and swung his sword, cleaving the strongman in two.

However, its momentum did not diminish, and it arrived in front of Nicholas Zhaos in a flash.

The longsword slashed down, cutting a gap in the throne behind him, and stopped at his neck.

"Hehe, are there any other strongmen out there? I'll give you another one!"

As Nicholas Zhaos watched the longsword hurtling toward his neck, he shuddered in fright, and a warm liquid trickled down his thigh to the ground.

"Father-in-law, father-in-law... son, please, please don't kill me! I have countless riches, I'll give them all to you!"

"Hey, if you'd admitted defeat earlier, you wouldn't have peed your pants in fear, right?"

As Chu Chen spoke, a pair of handcuffs appeared in his hand, and with two clicks, he cuffed Chu Chen's hands behind his back.

Then, like kicking a ball, he kicked him right in front of Chu Daogong.

"If you keep him under control, and he gets away, I'll tear you apart!"

"Don't worry, young master. If I can't control him, I'll just destroy myself."

Chu Chen didn't say anything after hearing this. Instead, he turned around and rushed to the two cannons, cleaving them in two with a few swift sword strokes.

Then he dragged over a chair, lit a cigarette, and plopped down in front of Nicholas Zhao.