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Chapter 1712

Laughter and banter.

Chen Daolin sat on the chair, looking at the person holding the clock at the door with a look of disdain on his face.

The man who carried the clock twisted his white eyebrows into the character "Chuan", and the fear in his eyes flashed away.

Being stared at by Chen Daolin made him feel inexplicably terrified.

This guy... seems to be different from before!

The man behind the clock thought, but then he chuckled softly: "Do you have such confidence?"

"Morning bells and evening drums, we have always been in the same spirit, advancing and retreating together. Last time when we suppressed the city of Xianjiang, the tomb guard had to be trapped in the big tomb and had no way to escape. We beheaded him, but you two escaped very quickly."

Chen Daolin rubbed his nose gently, his eyes blazing: "I expected that you would not give up and come to dig into the roots of Junlin Group, but I didn't expect that only one person came."

"Do you think...the morning bells and evening drums will really separate?"

The bell bearer raised his hand and touched his bald head, and smiled sternly: "The bronze bell is waiting on the top floor. You are very different from before. Even I have to be afraid of you. You are also very smart, but you don't seem to understand the double fist."

It is difficult to defeat four hands, so divide and attack!"

The words fell.

Chen Daolin's eyes suddenly flashed with cold light, and he suddenly thought of something.

Buzz!

A strong and overbearing wind suddenly burst out from him.

Like invisible sharp blades, the chair he sat on was instantly cut into pieces.

He stood up directly, with a frosty face, and shouted sternly: "Junlin, go to Fengbo Ancient City immediately!"

"Uncle Chen, shall I go?"

Zheng Junlin was stunned on the spot.

He's not stupid.

The conversation between Chen Daolin and the clock-carrying man seemed to be that the clock-carrying man was here, while another accomplice went to Fengbo Ancient City.

Chen Daolin asked him to stop that person.

But he... how can he be so virtuous?

It is true that he is the helmsman of Junlin Group, but the key point is not about identity, but about individual combat power!

"Go quickly!"

Chen Dao looked as cold as ice and urged anxiously: "It's better to have multiple people and helpers to warn the people in Fengbo Ancient City in advance!"

"Ah……"

The clock bearer smiled solemnly, moved to the door confidently, and made a gesture of invitation: "Young Master Zheng, go ahead. If you can catch up, I will lose."

The words are sarcastic and extremely harsh.

These words not only showed his confidence, but also showed his deep contempt and disdain for Zheng Junlin.

A second-generation rich man who spent more than 20 years of his life waiting to die has now found his way back. He is just a second-generation rich man. Why should he stop the drummer?

Bang!

The energy was so strong that Chen Daolin's robe exploded.

Chen Daolin squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Go!"

Zheng Junlin looked solemn, and big beads of sweat kept rolling down.

Although he was a little confused about Chen Daolin's decision, he still gritted his teeth and rushed out quickly.

When he passed by the clock-bearer, he was still a little wary. It wasn't until he rushed out of the room and was sure that the clock-bearer wouldn't do anything to him that he breathed a sigh of relief, and then rushed downstairs without stopping.

Fengbo Ancient City, on the surface, carries traces of history.

There are broken walls and ruins everywhere, already decaying under the wind and sand.

But the laboratory below the ancient city is the most important thing. It is Chen Daojun's hard work, and it is also the significance of Chen Daolin's development and growth of Junlin Group!

In the office.

Surrounded by Chen Daolin's energy, he looked at the man carrying the bell.

Watching Zheng Junlin leave, the man behind the clock looked away and looked down upon Chen Daolin: "How could the dignified head of the Chen family be so stupid as to let him go and still be able to turn the tide?"

"I just don't want to affect him."

Chen Daolin squinted his eyes and smiled a little weirdly.

The next second.

boom!

The storm is rising.

Throw everything around him away.

Chen Daolin was like a fierce beast, unleashing his domineering energy and rushing directly towards the bell bearer.

"You have indeed become stronger, it must be thanks to Pangu's plan!"

The man who carried the clock looked solemn, and instantly restrained all his contempt and carelessness.

Seeing Chen Daolin rushing forward, he swayed, and his burly body suddenly retreated outside the office door. His arms were like a python, and he grabbed the two doors with a loud roar, and swept the two doors with force.

He tore it off abruptly and faced Chen Daolin who was very close at hand.

"break!"

Chen Daolin punched out both fists at the same time, and the energy collided, like a bomb exploding.

The two doors exploded into countless pieces at the moment of collision.

However, Chen Daolin's momentum was not reduced at all. He took advantage of the situation with one step, without any tricks, and with a fighting attitude of street gangsters, he hit the chest of the person carrying the bell with his head with great strength.

There was a loud bang.

The clock bearer groaned and flew backwards with his feet on the ground. The strength of his feet plowed two deep ravines into the floor tiles.

A room of electric light and flint.

Don't wait for the person holding the bell to stabilize his body.

Chen Daolin struck with his hand and once again took advantage of the victory to pursue the attack, like a gust of wind and rain, attacking one after another.

Every move, every punch and kick is simple and crude, no different from a street fight.

But this simple and crude move contains huge explosive power.

After the transformation of "Pangu Project", his strength is no longer what it used to be. Killing the tombkeeper together with Chen Daojun and Jiang Liuye is the best proof of his strength.

Even though he was a clock-carrying person, it was extremely difficult to deal with it at this moment and he didn't dare to be careless in the slightest.

At this level, in the life-and-death struggle, if there is even the slightest negligence, an avalanche-like collapse will follow, until Yiyi falls and disappears.

Bang bang bang...

The fierce collision sound was like bombs exploding.

Every time the two of them clashed, a powerful shock wave visible to the naked eye would explode in the air, sweeping in all directions.

Everywhere he passed, there was chaos everywhere.

The two of them were moving very fast, roaring with energy, and with the afterimage behind them, they were also moving at high speed while fighting.

"Interesting, really interesting! The Pangu Project is indeed the best in the world planned by Chen Daojun. If you are allowed to wait for it to develop like this, you will be on the road to heaven in the future!"

The man carrying the bell swung his arms like a python quickly, resisting Chen Daolin's attack without concealing his surprise.

You must know that Chen Daolin is still a "product" of the "Pangu Project" after it successfully transformed Chen Dong. He can reveal this kind of foundation and strength. As the transformation target of the "Pangu Project", Chen Dong's future

...It's so terrifying!

Chen Daolin did not respond to the bell-bearer, but instead used a straight punch, packed with fierce energy, to hit the bell-bearer brazenly.

The man carrying the clock crossed his thick arms in front of his chest and blocked it. However, under the terrifying impact, he quickly retreated more than ten meters, and finally stopped his body with his feet against the wall.

He slowly lowered his right foot, and the wall coverings and brick fragments fell rustling down.

"Very good, we've reached the top floor."

A look of surprise appeared on Chen Daolin's cold face.

After coming back to his senses, he realized that the fierce fighting just now seemed dangerous, but in fact the person who carried the bell had always been conscious of fighting and retreating.

At this time, we have arrived at the top floor stairs!

The person carrying the clock slowly moved his arms and neck, and smiled coldly: "Dao Lin, you are very strong now. Even I have to be careful. I can't kill you with the bronze bell, but with the bronze bell, I can delay you until the experiment."
Chapter completed!
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