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Chapter 15 Vicious

Qi Chen's voice, at this moment, was no different than a thunder on the ground.

Everyone looked at him like a fool.

Seeing that the displeasure on Huang Jinlong's face was getting stronger, Mr. Jin quickly scolded him: "Boy, if you don't want to die, apologize to Mr. Huang immediately. This is not the place for you to talk."

Then in the blink of an eye, he nodded and bowed to Huang Jinlong.

"Master Huang, this kid is not one of ours, and he sneaked in for no reason. He has nothing to do with us."

Qi Chen shrugged indifferently.

After all, Mr. Jin is not a good person. He wants to cut ties with him at this moment just to survive.

He looked at this trembling group of people. These were originally high-ranking figures. He, a small citizen, could only hear about them in rumors, let alone meet them.

But now, just facing a monk, he almost buried his head on the ground.

Only at this moment did Qi Chen deeply understand how powerful a monk was.

It's like ordinary people seeing Superman, it's basically two levels of power.

"oh?"

Huang Jinlong turned his head and looked a little unhappy.

What he didn't expect was that the person who spoke was a rather handsome young man, dressed simply, with his hands in his pockets, and a cautious look in his lazy eyes.

"Who are you again?"

Qi Chen smiled and said: "Huang Jinlong, right? Although I think it is natural for you to come for revenge, but you can't drag everyone in. How about you just want Mr. Liu's arm and then leave?"

"Boy, are you crazy!" Jin Lao couldn't hold himself back and spoke again, furious.

Originally, everyone only had one arm and a grudge, and could barely save their lives. But once the monk was angered, who knew what would happen.

"Who do you think you are? You're a hairy boy. I'm afraid you don't even know the meaning of the word monk."

Huang Jinlong sneered, his anger rising in his heart. When did a young man from Licheng City dare to be arrogant to him?

Qi Chen lowered his head and thought for a while, then said: "We are all in the same circle, give me some face."

"Of course, if you are looking for death, I can't help you..."

In fact, Qi Chen had considered this rather high-profile behavior.

He was originally worried that exposure of the monk's identity would have a big impact, but when he saw Huang Jinlong, he understood that although there were not many people in this circle, they were definitely not rare. There was a certain group of people who knew about this circle.

The key is, living a pretty nourishing life.

He was slightly lost in thought, but these words caused an uproar in the whole place. Mr. Jin turned pale and looked hopeless.

"Boy, you are deliberately trying to kill me! If you want to die yourself, don't drag me down!" Mr. Liu was about to cry. Who knew what the consequences would be if the other party made such a fuss.

If I had known this guy was an idiot, I would have kicked him out.

"Not bad, really good!" Huang Jinlong laughed angrily, picked up a tea cup, put the tea and the cup directly into his mouth and chewed it, which made his scalp numb.

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"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, his eyes froze, and he saw Huang Jinlong suddenly opening his mouth, revealing a mouth full of white teeth that were sharp and inhuman.

At the same time, the fragments of the teacup flew out like bullets and went straight to Qi Chen's head.

If this was an ordinary person, he would probably die on the spot.

Qi Chen was slightly angry. It seemed that the world of monks was not friendly. The other party had even killed people a long time ago, so he felt confident in doing so now.

However, the other party obviously underestimated Qi Chen's ability.

"Although he is in the early stage of the Enlightenment Realm just like me, I can feel that the flow of spiritual energy in his body and even his skills are not as good as mine."

"It seems like it's because of my mental state and skills."

Although the weapon spirit looks cold, the things he took out are actually good things. I am afraid that the "Sheng Yuan Method of Merit" and "Forgetting Sword Technique" are both extraordinary things.

"Too slow!" Qi Chen was excited. This was his first time fighting against a monk.

With a fierce kick, a sofa stood up, and many fragments shot into the sofa, making a slapping sound.

Boom!

The sofa fell to the ground, and cracks spread all around.

"Warrior?" Huang Jinlong's eyes changed slightly.

"No, you are a monk!"

Monk!

It was this word again, but at this moment, it appeared on Qi Chen.

Qi Chen's expression did not change and he stared at Huang Jinlong.

Mr. Jin was stunned. He could not understand how a young man could suddenly become a monk.

As for Master Liu San, he had long since lost his image and was paralyzed on the ground, looking at Qi Chen intently.

Two monks!

Although he is quite famous in Licheng City, once he offends two monks, not even the King of Heaven can save him.

And as far as he knew, most monks had great backgrounds. Without a powerful master, it would be impossible to create a monk.

Especially, Qi Chen is still so young!

He couldn't imagine it, he just felt dizzy and wanted to faint on the spot.

Huang Jinlong looked at Qi Chen with complicated eyes. He took a deep breath, clasped his fists in front of Qi Chen, bent slightly, and said respectfully: "Since we are of the same kind, then what happened just now was all a mistake..."

Before he finished the word "hui", suddenly, with a flick of his wrist, a poisonous needle shot out from his bracelet.

Qi Chen's pupils shrank, he only had one thought in his mind, this world of monks was more vicious than he imagined.

At the critical moment, Qi Chen squatted down fiercely, and the poisonous needle grazed his scalp, pierced the fish tank on the wall behind, and fell into the water.

Dala——

It was like pouring sulfuric acid into the water, the whole fish tank boiled completely, the fish inside turned purple, and finally emitted bursts of stench.

What a terrible poison!

Qi Chen was filled with fear.

This is his first battle. Even though he has been mentally prepared, even though these years of life have made him firm-minded, at this moment,

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The heart is still beating uncontrollably.

"ah!!!"

Various screams were heard in his ears, and the tense and chaotic atmosphere made Qi Chen's heart beat suddenly faster.

It was not fear or timidity, but a kind of excitement, a feeling he had never experienced before.

It was obviously my first time to fight, so why did I have a desire, like a mark burned into my bones.

The body acted before the brain, taking a fierce step forward, forming a fist with his right hand, and the formula "Forgetting the Sword" flashed through his mind.

This sword formula did not forget the word, but used the word Yong. It was created based on the "Eight Methods of Yong". Qi Chen only understood it roughly, but its power was quite extraordinary.

Forgetting seven will always be eight, forgetting will be virtual, and will always be real.

Qi Chen's fist style became fiercer, like a sword being waved, with a hint of dazzling brilliance.

A punch is like a sword!

A terrifying ray of light blasted towards the opponent at lightning speed, bringing with it an unparalleled sense of oppression.

At this moment, the boy was no longer ordinary, he was like a ferocious tiger, rushing towards its prey.

The moment he threw this punch, Qi Chen felt that his whole body was smooth, as if he had opened the door to a new world.

Huang Jinlong was shocked on the spot!

It's not that he didn't want to hide, but that he was frightened and couldn't hide.

The wind of the fist brushed past his shoulder, passed through the window, and rushed to the sky.

It's like nothing happened.

"It seems I missed..." Qi Chen looked at his fist.

Just as he finished speaking, a strong wind seemed to blow in the living room.

The sofa, coffee table, fish tank, office desk...all the items were shot away in the direction of Qi Chen's punch, and the terrible air flow directly tore them into pieces.

Windows burst and people fell on their backs.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound.

Huang Jinlong lowered his head blankly, only to see that the bones of his right arm were broken, and the skin and muscles were twisted together like twists.

"Ahh!!!"

After a few seconds, he let out an extremely miserable scream.

The living room was as quiet as death. No one dared to believe their eyes.

Even big shots like Mr. Jin and Mr. Liu, who are well-informed, have never had such an experience.

With this punch, I'm afraid the steel bars will break.

It's unimaginable that someone's power can reach this level.

No!

This is not human!

Mr. Liu Sanye held on to the doorframe tightly, raised his head suddenly, met Qi Chen's eyes, and then saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.

I saw that the originally sunny young man's eyes were scarlet red, covered with black and ferocious bloodshot eyes, and his pupils shrank suddenly, like a real beast.

It was a bloodthirsty rage!

His bladder tightened and he peed on the spot.

But when he trembled and looked over again, he found that Qi Chen's eyes had returned to their original appearance.

Everything just now seemed to be an illusion.
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