Chapter four hundred and fortieth gambling bank debt collection
Sein Fei screamed wildly, his chest collapsed in an instant, and his body shot back like an arrow from the string, with blood and broken internal organs gushing out from his mouth.
Xia Chen's fists were so heavy, and his extremely powerful body gave him unparalleled strength. Even a first-level magical monk could not withstand his attack.
"You're vulnerable, just die!" Xia Chen sneered. He stepped faster, stepped forward, and hit hard again with Wu Tao's fierce fist.
The violent wind howls, the true energy surges, and the air explodes, no less than the innate Qi.
Sein Fei's eyes finally revealed a look of deep fear. He was a first-level monk with supernatural powers, but he was seriously injured so easily at the hands of a junior. How could he believe this absurd scene if he hadn't personally experienced it.
He forcibly mobilized all his energy, protected his internal injuries, and shot towards Jin'an City.
If he continues to fight, his life will really be decided here. He doesn't want to die yet. Of course, returning to the Song family will be a dead end. But Jin'an City is so big that he can't find a bowl of food. At the worst, he will find another employer.
Being a housekeeper is not the same life.
Xia Chen smiled coldly and suddenly stopped.
Sein Fei did not look back, but knew that he was not chasing after him. His face suddenly lit up and he thought, "I may not be as good as you in terms of strength, but in terms of speed, you two can't compare to me..."
Boom! A bright electric light suddenly fell from the sky, hitting him hard like a punishment from heaven.
Seinfeld suddenly became transparent, as if he had turned into a glass statue. His muscles, bones, and internal organs could all be clearly seen.
Immediately afterwards, blazing sparks began to bloom in every part of his body, like blooming flowers, creating a cruel yet extremely beautiful visual impact.
His face gradually distorted ferociously in the firelight, then quickly turned black, split, turned into ashes, and disappeared.
The same process spreads down from the head to the neck, to the shoulders, to the chest, to the trunk, to the thighs, and finally to the calves that are still running forward.
Black smoke and dust were flying all over the sky, and disappeared completely in less than a breath. The first-level monk with supernatural powers who existed just now had been completely decomposed by the thunder, and fed back to the land that gave birth to him and raised him.
Xia Chen looked at this scene indifferently for a while, then slowly stretched out his palm. Above his palm was a cyan square ban about the size of a foot. It was rotating at a regular speed.
Inside the restriction, there is a faint fire burning, and in the center of the hottest burning, thunder like a green dragon is faintly coming out. If you get closer, you can hear the dull explosion sound coming from the thunder.
The five-element fire-burning ban of the original heart ban, where the fire reaches its extreme, thunder can be generated. As long as it is within the range of power, Xia Chen can launch a full range of powerful attacks at any time.
This is the extremely terrifying thing after you have successfully practiced the Origin Heart Ban. You can set up the ban anytime and anywhere and attack anytime and anywhere. There are no signs at all except for the person who sent it to know. It can be said that it is impossible to guard against it.
The life and death experience of five consecutive levels of five-element restriction has tempered Xia Chen, a terrifying forbidden killer.
Blasting the black cloud chariot to pieces and killing the remaining acquired masters of the Song family was naturally Xia Chen's masterpiece.
I'm afraid Seinfeld turned into ashes and didn't even know how he died.
Xu Yunxuan and the four people in the car couldn't help but be dumbfounded. With their cultivation levels, they couldn't understand what method Xia Chen used to kill Song Fei. They only saw a thunder in the sky, and Song Fei was annihilated.
, this is truly amazing.
"It's a pity that using true energy to set up a ban is too weak after all. Even gathering thunder requires time to accumulate strength. If I can step into the supernatural power and use the innate Gang Qi as the base, I can instantly unleash thunder..."
Xia Chen thought to himself, slowly walking towards the cloud car, and couldn't help but become more eager to break through the realm of supernatural powers.
Suddenly, he stopped and looked up, only to see a dozen small black dots in the distance in the sky approaching quickly, followed by the roar of a cloud car flying at full speed. Listening to this sound, it turned out that it was flying in his direction.
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Could it be that the Song family has another master? Xia Chen was surprised. Then he shook his head, it was impossible, Song Liang and others were all killed here, and no one reported the news to the Song family, how could the Song family know.
In the blink of an eye, those dozen cloud vehicles had arrived here. Before they landed on the ground, black shadows fell from the sky for more than ten days, like huge meteors, falling heavily on the ground.
The earth shook violently, and countless crisscrossing cracks instantly appeared on the solid loess ground, as if the entire earth could not withstand the weight of these dozen people.
The innate Qi roared, forming an airtight invisible network, covering Xia Chen in the center.
"Are you Xia Chen?" The stern-faced middle-aged man who was the first to fall pointed at Xia Chen and shouted sternly.
His voice contained innate energy and was filled with incomparable authority, roaring like thunder.
The rest of the people had different faces and clothes, but they all looked like merchants and were fierce. They each held their arms and looked at Xia Chen coldly.
Xia Chen's pupils narrowed. These dozen or so people were all first-level monks with magical powers, and they were no less powerful than Sein Fei in terms of their auras. But he didn't know any of these people, but they had bad intentions. Could they be targeting Bi Qinglian? Damn it.
, a monk with the first level of supernatural power is also lustful, where can I go to reason with him?
He said solemnly: "Yes, I am Xia Chen. Who are you?"
"Who are we?" The capable middle-aged man said sternly with a ferocious face, "We are your creditors. Today we are here to seduce your soul and take your life. I want you to repay your debt. Just die."
Phew! He raised his hand and slashed hard. The tyrannical innate energy came out of his hand and turned into a dazzling fist light in the air. It roared into four parts and hit Xia Chen's face, chest and legs respectively.
"Brother Ji Wei, wait a minute..." A burly first-level magical monk hurriedly stopped him, but it was obviously too late.
In his opinion, Xia Chen was just an acquired monk, how could he withstand a full blow from a supernatural monk? Moreover, this middle-aged man attacked four times, all of which were at vital points, and his attacks were so ruthless that there was no room left at all.
The other first-level magical monks were also shocked. They never expected that Ji Wei had such a fiery temperament. After confirming that it was Xia Chen, he killed him.
Xia Chen was even more shocked, creditor? It was always someone else who owed him money. When had he ever owed someone else? Maybe these people were mistaken, right? Damn it, he had paid this debt unjustly.
He raised his fist, activated his tyrannical power, and sent out four punches in a row, intercepting all four innate Gangqi fist lights, causing sparks to fly everywhere.
The expressions of all the first-level monks with supernatural powers suddenly stiffened. They thought they saw the scene of this junior being beaten to pieces and dying horribly. Unexpectedly, Xia Chen only threw four punches and easily neutralized Ji Wei's attack.
This... everyone thought to Ji Wei that he seemed to be aggressive, but in fact he was merciful.
Ji Wei had a look of disbelief on his face and looked at Xia Chen with wide eyes, as if he had seen the strangest thing in the world. His lips were slightly opened and he was speechless for a long time.
"Everyone, you must have misunderstood. Although I am Xia Chen, I have never owed anyone any gambling debt. You must have found the wrong person." Xia Chen said politely, cupping his fists.
Although I was really angry after being attacked for no apparent reason, I should tolerate it for the time being because of the large number of people on the other side.
The supernatural monks did not speak, obviously they were still in shock and had not recovered.
After a while, Ji Weicai gradually regained his calm and cold expression, and looked Xia Chen up and down: "He is worthy of being the number one disciple selected by the alliance. As expected, he was able to block my attack with just a few moves."
Xia Chen frowned. Since the other party knew who he was, the possibility of misunderstanding was very small. But the problem was that he did not know Ji Wei and the others. What was going on?
"I know you don't understand." Ji Wei seemed to see his confusion and sneered, "Okay, before you die, I will let you understand that we are all gamblers, and I am in Fuyuan Gambling
village."
"I'm from Guangming Casino." The burly man answered coldly.
"I am from Longfeng Casino." A magical monk sneered.
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Everyone reported their families one after another, and they were all first-level magical monks from major gambling houses in Jin'an.
But Xia Chen was even more confused and said calmly: "I'm sorry, except that I gambled once during the selection, I don't even know the door of the gambling house. I can't think of when I offended you."
"Can't think of it? Then go to hell and think about it." Ji Wei said coldly, "Because of the huge bet you made to qualify, more than a dozen of our gambling houses went bankrupt, and after being liquidated, we still owed large gambling debts.
, even the gambling house in Jin'an was smashed, and we were hunted down by countless people. Do you think I should be blamed for this debt? "
His face was livid, his eyes were red, and he was obviously very angry.
Looks of anger also flashed across the faces of the other monks. They were living a good life in Jin'an City. As long as the gambling house was operating normally and they received a large amount of yuan stones every year, their lives were very comfortable.
But since the alliance selection began, and Xia Chen, the disaster star, became the favorite to qualify, everything took a turn for the worse. During the more than ten days of alliance selection, the major gambling houses went from heaven to hell to despair.
Except for those medium and large gambling houses that were able to hold on, almost all other small gambling houses suffered huge losses. Xia Chen and the others alone received 50,000 yuan. You can imagine the profits that Xia Chen received from other gambling houses.
Fortunately, Yang Qianhui and the others exchanged the bet proceeds in the name of the City Lord's Mansion, otherwise it was unclear whether they could get back the 50,000 yuan stone.
So that's it... Xia Chen finally understood that the stakes for him to qualify were too high, which had bankrupted all the gambling houses, so he wanted to vent his anger on himself and take revenge. No wonder they all suffered so much and hated each other so much.
He said with an innocent smile: "It turns out that I am a friend of the bookmaker. I'm sorry for causing you to be in such a miserable state, but whether someone bets on me to qualify is beyond my control, right? Besides, whether I qualify or not, I didn't know in advance.
I want you to go
"Select, the blame for this matter is on the person below. It is really unjust. Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner. If you want to vent your anger, you should go to those debt collectors." (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature,