Qinglong and Baldhead, these two names aroused some interest in Chen Yufan. Listening to the conversation between the two of them, it seems that they belong to the princelings and the Tianxiahui respectively. Since the death of Nie Tianyu of the Tianxiahui, the Tianxiahui has no leader, although there is Fu An

He was dealing with it, but Fu'an was a civil servant after all, and he lacked the spirit to kill.

After the Tianxiahui, Qinglongtan also fell apart. If the Tianxiahui had not had a relatively solid foundation, it would probably have been the same fate as Qinglongtan. However, it has also been squeezed a lot by the princelings who have taken advantage of the situation. New and old hatreds, so this

The two major gangs in Jinling City made an appointment to quarrel with each other and prepare for a fight.

The underworld is different from the white way. In the white way, they just compete with each other and scheming, but in the underworld, it is life and death. If you have power, you can survive. If you don't have power, you will die. It is obvious that this time the world will dispatch their most elite personnel.

War Soul Hall, led by You Qinglong.

I glanced at Qinglong with some curiosity. This man in the underworld legend was not that tall and thick. He was not very old, probably around thirty years old. He had a smart and capable face, and was wearing a dark suit. There were some Confucian generals who arrived.

In his hand was a long golden knife, narrow and flashing with dazzling light.

It seemed that he was aware that the young man standing in the middle of the road was constantly watching him. He was not afraid at all and seemed to be a little curious. A faint smile appeared on Qinglong's face and he said: "Kid, hurry up and leave! This is not the place.

A place where you can stay!”

The bald man became impatient and said angrily, "Kid, if you don't leave, I will chop you down!"

Under the cover of night, Chen Yufan still stared at Qinglong and his Fighting Soul Hall curiously, and smiled contemptuously: "Are you Qinglong? Is the person behind you the most elite Fighting Soul Hall in the world?"

Qinglong was stunned for a moment, then narrowed his eyes, stared at Chen Yufan, his narrow eyes flashed with a cold light, and said: "Kid, who are you?"

Chen Yufan kept turning the jasper finger on his fingertips, and he laughed and said: "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that we will meet again in the future." After a pause, Chen Yufan seemed to be teasing and said:

"Oh, I forgot to mention, the elites of Tianxiahui are really good!"

There are more than a thousand people in the Fighting Soul Hall, and almost everyone has undergone rigorous training and will have several lives on their hands. Now, being talked about by an unknown little person is something that Qinglong can't bear. The bald guy opposite is...

He laughed so hard that he couldn't stand up straight, and said: "Qinglong, listen, even a brat dares to say that you are the master of war souls. Your world will be destroyed soon, so you should surrender obediently! Our prince is

I won’t treat you badly!”

As he spoke, he looked at Chen Yufan with his bald head and said in a condescending manner: "Kid, you are good and very good. Are you interested in joining our princeling? Our prince is..."

Before the bald man could finish speaking, Chen Yufan interrupted directly: "Mu Qinghua? He's not worthy of being my boss!"

The bald man's eyes twitched, his brows furrowed, and he said with a sullen expression on his face: "Boy, don't be so shameless. Are you allowed to call our prince by his name?"

"What kind of prince is Mu Qinghua? If it weren't for the support of people from Shang Hai, there would be no room for him to be arrogant here." After sighing angrily, Chen Yufan continued: "Okay, you can't fight with me here today.

Get up and disperse! I don’t want there to be killings in the city where I am, at least not where I see it!”

"Boy, you are looking for death!" Qinglong and Baldhead roared at the same time.

The two figures had already flickered under the night light. Chen Yufan snorted coldly and said: "I don't know what to say!" He made a gentle gesture and said: "Whoever dares to cross this road will die!"

Sure enough, there seemed to be a huge pressure between heaven and earth. Two black figures and strange people with silver masks finally appeared on both sides of the road. Qinglong, who was just about to take action, was directly hit by a wave of

The huge momentum was suppressed.

"Our young master said, whoever dares to move will die!" The Heavenly Punishers are at least eighth-level masters. They looked at Qinglong and Baldhead with cold eyes, as if they were looking at two dead people. In the eyes of the Heavenly Punishers,

As long as their young master speaks, these two people have no chance of survival. Chen Yufan smiled slightly and said: "You should go back! Spring is too short, so it is good to find a woman to comfort you!"

The bald man didn't believe this evil. He just stepped on his foot and heard a muffled sound. Then he saw that the bald head had been pierced. Between his eyebrows, there was a blood-colored hole with blood flowing continuously. In the darkness, blood was dripping.

The ticking sound filled the air on the road, making people panic all over.

Chen Yufan laughed with interest and said: "The best killer in the world, Cold Heart, his marksmanship is really good!"

This shot had already silenced everyone. No one knew who was firing the shot, so they didn't dare to take a step forward. But the bald head was dead, and Liang Zi, the princeling, was next. Qinglong looked at

Looking at the bald head that was still alive and kicking just now, now it has turned into a corpse, and I can't help but feel fear in my heart.

After hesitating for a long time, Qinglong waved his hand and said: "Let's go!"

The sound of tapping footsteps, without any panic, had begun to gradually disappear into the dark night. The people from the Tianxiahui left, and Chen Yufan looked at the princelings again: "Aren't you leaving? There's no point in singing a one-man show.

?”

With a roar, the princelings dispersed and hurriedly disappeared in front of Chen Yufan. The Heavenly Punisher also stood behind Chen Yufan. Chen Yufan raised his head, looked at a forty-five-degree angle, and said with a smile: "Aren't you coming down yet?"

On the roof, a figure fluttered down. He was dressed in white and had a stern face. This move was not Qinggong martial arts, but it was very cool. If you really want to talk about it, this should be regarded as parkour. I saw Leng Xin kneeling on one knee.

He said respectfully: "Leng Xin has met the master!"

Chen Yufan waved his hand and said: "Get up! I called you here this time because I have a task for you." After a pause, Chen Yufan suddenly smiled and said: "But don't worry, I won't let you do it in vain.

I will give you a reward. As long as you do this well, how about I return all the gold you won on the Robinson to you?"
Chapter completed!