Chapter 984
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"You're crazy!"
An 'an wanted to get up, but her body was getting weaker and weaker.
At this moment, Delia pressed a button and Lu Yan's LCD screen lit up.
On the other side, Lu Yan lifted his eyes to look at the LCD screen. On the screen, Delia laughed. "Blood Eagle, long time no see. I've been looking for you for the past three years, wanting to take revenge on One-Eyed. I didn't expect you to come knocking on my door. Today is the day you die!"
Lu Yan glanced at Delia impassively, his gaze lingering on An 'an's face. He couldn't take his eyes off her.
His gaze was deep and somber. "Are you alright?"
Their eyes met. Although they were separated by the LCD screen, An 'an could already see her reflection in his brown eyes. She curved her red lips and replied, "Very well."
Lu Yan raised his brows, his long and narrow brows rippling gently.
"That's enough, Blood Eagle, stop flirting. I prepared these 30 Japanese samurai for you. Let's talk after we get through this."
Lu Yan looked at Delia. "Did you hit her?"
The palm print on An 'an's face was very obvious, he could tell with one look.
"Yes, so what?" Delia said arrogantly.
The corners of Lu Yan's lips kicked up, he took off his baseball cap and threw it aside. He rolled up the sleeves of his black shirt nonchalantly. "Just you wait, I'll deal with you after I'm done with these people."
With that, his tall and sturdy body rushed into the sword shadows at lightning speed.
An 'an's heart was in her throat. The Japanese samurai were fighting on the LCD screen and Lu Yan was only one person, but he was swift and accurate. He snatched a knife with his bare hands and slit the Japanese samurai's neck lightly. Blood splattered all over the mirror.
He was like an elegant and calm cheetah, like the king of beasts. His eyes were bloodshot and he slowly instilled fear into the Japanese samurai.
An 'an's heart was filled with emotions. She thought that every girl had a hero in their heart and they all had heroic feelings. To her, Lu Yan was her hero.
He was about to win.
He was going to win.
Delia's face slowly darkened. Blood Eagle indeed lived up to his name, he had the courage to fight against ten thousand enemies.
If this continued, these Japanese samurai would soon be defeated.
"Blood Eagle." Delia suddenly reached out and pulled An 'an into his arms. "I'm quite bored here. Why don't we have some fun with An' an?"
Lu Yan lifted his eyes to look at the LCD screen.
"Ah Yan, be careful!" An An shouted.
One of the warriors had already slashed at Lu Yan.
Lu Yan dodged and the sharp blade avoided his vital parts, but it left a deep gash on his back.
The black shirt was torn, and one could vaguely see the bright red flesh and ghastly white bones underneath the bloodstain.
"Ah Yan, close your eyes. Don't think or look at anything. I'll wait for you."
Hearing An 'an's soft voice, Lu Yan instantly furrowed his brows. He raised his sword and with a few swift movements, the Japanese samurai all fell to the ground.
Blood splattered all over the floor. Lu Yan held the knife with one hand and knelt on the floor with his left leg.
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