Chapter 308 Your Big Brother, My Dog [Happy National Day]

Qingpa's terrified voice came from the other end of the phone.

The electromagnetic wave signal not only brought Qingpa's voice across the geographical isolation.

It seemed to bring Qingpa's fear.

Yiqinong suddenly felt creepy, and the hair on his body stood up.

"Monster?"

He was about to ask, but the phone was hung up.

In just a moment, a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Although Qingpa was a "dog" he kept in captivity.

But he was definitely not a good person.

Otherwise, he would not be able to seize the opportunity and make Qingpa Gang the largest gang in Naypyidaw step by step.

He also took advantage of the situation to occupy so much land and real estate.

Moreover, when Qingpa was in the gang in his early years, he experienced a lot of blood and fire.

Street fights are all life-and-death struggles.

In some ways, it is even more tragic than modern battlefields.

After all, modern wars are long-range confrontations, and often die before seeing where the enemy is.

It's nothing like a street fight, where you can feel death for real.

Knives pierce flesh, sticks hit heads, bricks, bottles, and wooden stools are all murder weapons when necessary.

And when the thugs from two gangs fight each other.

Ordinary pistols may not be as good as a short dagger.

A guy who has crawled out of such a blood pit would be frightened and panic?

This is what makes Yi Qinnong think about it.

He stared at the phone on the table and didn't call it back immediately, but concentrated on thinking.

The Qingpa Gang currently has no rivals in Naypyidaw.

He has the protection of Junzhengfu, and Qingpa is also a good person.

He relies on money to open the way and open up a lot of relationships.

He also spends a lot of money to maintain his network of relationships.

So the problem with Junzhengfu can be ruled out.

Then other gangs as competitors have the most motivation to attack him.

But the problem is, except for the Qingpa Gang in Naypyidaw.

The rest of the gangs are just a few cats and dogs.

Whether in terms of size, financial resources, or sphere of influence, they are far inferior to the Qingpa Gang.

Under such circumstances, it is impossible to call him for help.

"Wait..."

"Qingpa just mentioned...monster on the phone?"

"Could it be...could it be?"

When the word "monster" was mentioned, Yiqinnong couldn't help but think of that face.

His hands began to tremble unconsciously.

Yesterday's forced borrowing from the sky made him unforgettable.

Yiqinnong swore that he never wanted to experience that feeling again.

Just as he was hesitating whether to call back.

A crisp ringtone rang.

The phone in the off screen mode suddenly lit up.

Then the caller's number and name appeared.

It was Qingpa.

Seeing this, Yiqinnong's hands trembled even more.

He trembled and picked up the phone, as if facing a call from the devil.

The trembling fingers finally slid the call button to the green side.

"Is this your backer?"

A familiar voice with a hint of frivolous mockery came.

Yi Qinnong was stunned.

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Time went back to five minutes ago.

In the B2 garage in the basement of Qingpa Building.

Chen Xuan first kicked away the business car that was running in the front.

It made it lie sideways, blocking the exit in front.

Then the armed thugs of the Qingpa Gang left the vehicles one after another.

Including the business car that he kicked away.

The car window was smashed open by the butt of the gun, and several thugs who were dizzy because of the rolling of the vehicle climbed out.

Seeing the M-series rifles in the hands of these guys, Chen Xuan's eyes lit up immediately.

The military equipment and money addiction suddenly broke out.

I didn't expect that just venting casually would catch a big fish.

Just these one or two hundred sets of light weapons made him very satisfied.

The first thing those elite thugs did after leaving the car was to open the safety and aim the rifles in their hands at Chen Xuan.

After all, he was a guy who lived on the streets, and he was also an elite soldier selected by Qingpa to follow him.

This guy's quality was basically comparable to those soldiers in the ethnic armed forces.

In addition, the gun made the cowardly brave. With a gun in his hand, he dared to touch even monsters.

Besides, everyone around was his own people.

157 armed thugs with guns, even if the figure who kicked the commercial vehicle just now was really a monster.

They also had the confidence to beat the other party into a sieve.

Of course, no matter when, the event of kicking a car away in front of you seemed extremely shocking.

"Stop!"

The brave thugs shouted.

The light and shadow cast by the car lights swayed in this underground space.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Chen Xuan.

Qingpa was also pulled out of the car by his trusted bodyguard.

In the current situation, hiding in the car is no longer safe.

They have already seen Chen Xuan kicking the commercial vehicle away.

Even if Qingpa's Maybach is a bulletproof version, it can't withstand the shock damage of blunt impact.

To be on the safe side, it is better to get out of the car.

There are people around us. If the situation is not right, we can immediately retreat to the elevator or the safety stairs to the first floor. There are also vehicles of the Qingpa Gang in the ground parking lot outside the building.

The black suit bodyguards around Qingpa are indeed quite famous.

It seems that they have received professional security training.

All the countermeasures are fine.

But what happened next was obviously beyond their expectations.

Facing 157 black holes of gun muzzle, Chen Xuan didn't panic at all.

Let's not talk about whether they can hit him. After all, the mobility given by the gold-level physique is not vegetarian.

His nervous reactions and muscle explosiveness are unimaginable by ordinary people.

It can dodge incoming bullets in a very extreme state.

Even if it hits, with the power of the NOTA bullets that come standard with M-series rifles, if it doesn't hit thousands of bullets at the same time, it may not even be able to break the magic element.

The only things that can threaten gold-level experts are anti-armor weapons with high penetration depth or high-yield high-energy explosives.

If four or five tons of TNT were buried here, he should be able to blow him up.

But this is impossible.

In the worst case scenario, Chen Xuan still has a way out.

That is [Same Domain Flash] or [Time Suspension].

So Chen Xuan simply ignored the warning of the elite thug.

He took a step forward with a smile.

Such a move immediately aroused their nervous nerves.

"damn it!"

"What are you waiting for?"

"Hurry up and shoot!"

The bodyguard in black suit protecting Qingpa shouted loudly.

He really didn't understand that at this point, those losers still didn't shoot. Are they waiting for Captain Bald Eagle and Iron Man to rescue them?

In times of crisis, nothing can be relied upon except the gun in your hand!

It was only after his reminder that the armed thugs reacted.

"Da da da da da!"

Intensive gunfire rang out.

The front end of each rifle lit up with orange gun flames.

Hot and deadly projectiles flew out.

In an instant, thousands of bullets were fired towards the location of Chen Xuan's combat power.

[Super Sense] is turned on, and the muscles all over the body are pulsating.

Following the explosion on the spot, he jumped up, like a tiger descending from the mountain, and pounced on the nearest armed thug unscrupulously.

His speed was so fast that most of the gunners quickly turned their guns but couldn't keep up with his trajectory.

It's not the guns that are slow, but the reflexes of these armed thugs.

When he got closer, the armed thugs in the rear did not dare to shoot at will for fear of accidentally injuring their companions.

Chen Xuan doesn't have so many worries anymore.

He was able to bear the bullets fired from close range, such small and medium-caliber rifle bullets, even without the need for magical protection.

The physical strength of gold-level magic cultivation alone can block it.

Land, lunge, punch.

In less than a second, where he burst in, the five or six gunmen who were standing were blown away by heavy punches.

In line with the principle of hurting people but not using guns, Chen Xuan easily took care of these people.

Then he rushed towards another wave.

It was at this time.

Qingpa, who was standing behind the bodyguard in black suit, made the call.

Looking ahead, the men were blown away like bugs under the light of the car lights.

Qingpa was speechless.

It wasn't until he heard Yi Qinnon's questioning voice that he finally summoned up some courage to answer.

"General, save me!"

"There's a monster!"

Before he could say another word, Qingpa was pushed away by the bodyguard in black suit.

An armed thug was hammered directly in front of them, hitting Qingpa's original footing like a human cannonball, splattering blood and flesh.

His phone slipped and was hung up, then fell to the ground, with spider web cracks appearing on the screen.

Qingpa picked it up in a hurry and was about to call back when he realized that all the elite boys had turned into human cannonballs and swarmed towards him.

It turns out that Chen Xuan had already killed him.

Killing becomes smoother the more you kill it.

On average, more than a dozen people were violently knocked away by him every second.

The man who weighed more than 100 kilograms really looked like a cannonball when he was hit by the huge force.

Although the scene when it landed was horrific.

"That's the devil!"

The leading bodyguard in black suit said in a daze.

Immediately he picked up the Qingpa and ran to the safe passage.

When it matters most, taking the stairs is faster than taking the elevator.

How could Chen Xuan let them go?

Even though he was concentrating on killing, he was actually a strong man who had practiced the spiritual meditation method to the third level.

He has long been able to multitask.

Although he had never seen Qingpa, he had locked onto the Maybach from the beginning to the end.

Judging from the reaction of the bodyguard in black suit, it is not difficult to guess who is the real owner.

So he consciously shot away the armed thugs in the direction where Qingpa was fleeing.

Human cannonballs flying with flesh and blood can always accurately block their path.

It is not difficult to do this with Chen Xuan's strength and control ability.

Under such circumstances, Qingpa and the bodyguards in black suits failed to retreat to a safe passage.

When they were still more than ten meters away from the entrance of the passage.

Chen Xuan had already eliminated the last armed thug.

None of the 157 people survived, and their deaths were as light as a feather.

Not even a drop of blood was on his fists.

The heavy punch with magic element will not let him touch the bodies of those guys.

But the power is even more powerful!

The underground garage with pouring blood and broken limbs was like a purgatory.

And Chen Xuan stepped forward, more like a terrifying demon god coming to the mortal world.

This is the world.

It is better to kill than to do good.

This is especially true when dealing with these guys.

The Qingpa Gang is not a kind person to begin with.

Giving them sympathy is like taking off your pants and farting.

Chen Xuan never does such a thing.

Human life is like grass, my heart is like a knife!

His eyes are sharp, and his gaze forward becomes extremely fascinating.

Qingpa and his bodyguards completely collapsed.

There were corpses all around them.

These corpses were rotten, and there was blood and mud all over the ground.

Qingpa fell to the ground, and his palms were immediately covered with blood and flesh.

The two bodyguards could barely react.

He took out his pistol and emptied the magazine at Chen Xuan who was following closely.

The flashing orange light disappeared in a few seconds.

The ejected shells fell on the flesh and blood "carpet" without making any sound.

Chen Xuan's mental power exerted its power, turned into substance, picked up the two bodyguards, and then took the lead on both sides.

His mental power that turned into substance, in terms of brute force alone, is not as strong as fists.

But the effect it showed was even more terrifying.

Without the bodyguards who were in the way, there was only Qingpa sitting on the ground in front of Chen Xuan.

"You... don't come over here!"

Even a ruthless man like Qingpa was frightened by such a scene.

Chen Xuan did not answer, but sneered silently.

This guy should have some fire and assets on hand.

He planned to squeeze them out first.

The same old saying, save up every penny to get married.

If you want to give back to Naroya, you have to make as much wealth as possible here on Blue Star.

Just when he was about to threaten.

The trembling Qingpa said first.

"You can't kill me!"

"My good brother is Yiqinnong Siling of Junzhengfu!"

"He has 70,000 to 80,000 soldiers under his command! There are also tanks and planes!"

"If you kill me, Brother Yiqinnong will never let you go!"

At this point, Qingpa didn't care about being reserved.

He reported Yiqinnong's name like a life-saving straw.

Trying to deter the monster in front of him.

Although he didn't have any hope in his heart.

Hearing Qingpa's words, Chen Xuan stopped and his expression became strange.

"Yiqinnong?"

"Dianmian is really a small place..."

He sighed in his heart.

But seeing this scene, Qingpa thought that his deterrence had worked.

"You go quickly."

"I can keep today's matter a secret for you."

"No one knows that so many people died in the garage."

He took the initiative to persuade, but saw Chen Xuan looking at him with a smile.

Then he spoke in a muffled voice.

"Do you think Yiqinnong can be scared?"

"He? It's just a dog I subdued."

"If you don't believe it, call him again, I can wait for you?"

Chen Xuan also used another set of voices when he was in Dianmian.

His words made Qingpa startled, and saw Chen Xuan really standing there waiting.

He couldn't help but tremble and light up the broken screen of the mobile phone.

Then he dialed Yiqinnong's number with his bloody fingers.

This time the call was connected quickly.

Qingpa didn't have time to speak.

Chen Xuan used his mental power to seize the phone.

Then he turned on the hands-free function.

"It's me."

"My humble servant, do you have anything to say to me?"

He said to the phone.

Qing Paton felt bad, but his collapse was still to come.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment.

Yi Qinnong's slightly hoarse voice came out.

"Great Master..."

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