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Jinhua Community is full of wealthy people. Its wealth and glory are called the most in the country.

It was just after eight o'clock in the evening. Many people had just finished their meals. It was time to be full of energy, and they were filled with warmth and thoughts. Many spacious and luxurious rooms were filled with things that could not be told to outsiders.

At this moment, a rumbling sound was like a bunker being bombed throughout the community. Then, a sound of a collapsed building, and the ground of the entire community began to tremble.

The earthquake is coming! Many people don’t care about venting their passion, and don’t even have time to take their clothes, so they roll and crawl out of the house. Then they looked around and were stunned. They found that the most luxurious building in the community was already covered with holes, as if it was attacked by terrorists, and the upper half of the roof had already seen God.

"Ah! That's the home of Young Master Kim Jong-xiao!"

"What's going on? There's an earthquake in his house?"

"Not like... Is there anyone who wants to assassinate President Jin again? Which guy has a problem with his brain? There are countless masters around Mr. Jin, and even the best killer recognized by the world, have fallen into a crazy situation again?"

While everyone was talking, reporters and all parties on the TV station had already arrived after hearing the news. The noise just now was too big. The young reporters who often lingered here immediately reported the news. Then batches of reporters roared over and rushed over.

In front of the collapsed pavilion, Lin Zong was wearing a white sportswear and jumped out of a broken wall flexibly. His movements were like flowing water, and he was done in one go. But if you look from the front, you will find that his face was pale and scary, and the blood dripping from the corners of his mouth wet his chest.

But he ignored it at this moment, looking coldly at the three men in grey robe dressed in strange clothes opposite him.

‘Light breeze’, ‘firework’, ‘shadow’. Familiar dress, familiar people!

Now everything is understood. This is a trap, a trap against oneself. The organization has betrayed itself!

Lin Zong only felt a stream of evil fire rushing to his throat, his throat a little dry. He took a few heavy breaths and roared quietly, "Why?"

"No reason. We are just performing the boss's mission. 'Mingjun', we already know that you are not long. Can you deal with the three of us with your seriously injured body? Why not just tie your hands and let us give you a pleasure, and it won't make you die even worse!" The man in the gray robe couldn't see his face clearly, but from his unique dark smile, Lin Zong heard that he was "Qingfeng".

Lin Zong couldn't help but laughed to the sky with grief and anger, "Okay, okay! Where is the boss? I want to see the boss. When I saved his life, did he repay me like this!"

"Qingfeng" smiled coldly, "Of course the boss won't repay you like this. If you knew about this, you would even find a way to protect you, it would be a pity."

He stopped and a voice from the crowd followed his words: "It's a pity that your boss has already gone to Yan Luo before you. Haha. 'Mingjun', let me introduce myself. I am Jin Zhengxiao, now I am adding to the new boss of the 'Yitian' organization."

The crowd suddenly separated, and a handsome young man in suit walked in with the support of several gray-robed men. Looking at Lin Zong's expression of admiration, "'Ming Lord' is worthy of being 'Ming Lord'. If I hadn't been prepared for the news within the organization today, I'm afraid I wouldn't have lived tomorrow. The sun has to be admitted that the chief killer of 'Yi Tian', you Lin Zong deserve it!"

The blood in Lin Zong's eyes disappeared faintly, he glanced at the "Qingfeng" and said lightly: "It turns out that the boss did not betray me. You betrayed the boss and the organization. In this case, Lin has nothing to say."

The three of them looked tight. Although the "Mingjun" in the crazy "Mingjun" is terrifying, it is not terrifying. But once the "Mingjun" calms down, he is definitely a terrifying figure at the level of death. Even if he is seriously injured, the three of them will definitely use all their energy to deal with him. The three of them know in their hearts that they should not give "Mingjun" a little bit of space. Just to save a little, it may become a difference between heaven and earth in the hands of "Mingjun". The three of them want to remind Kim Jong-xiao, but it is too late.

Jin Zhengxiao smiled disapprovingly and looked at Lin Zong: "Haha, Lin Zong, do you want to see how your boss died? He was cut to death piece by piece. The scream that was so obvious that people could hear it. Haha, but you also have the opportunity to experience it. By the way, don't worry, Shangguan Wan'er's father has contacted me, hey, I will take care of Shangguan Wan'er for you in the future."

Lin Zong seemed to have not heard it, his face was calm and unpredictable. The three of them looked tight, knowing that this was Lin Zong's usual posture before the attack, so they made a defensive posture at the same time.

But he didn't expect that Lin Zong suddenly turned into a faint shadow and flashed towards the outside. The "Qingfeng" and the other two were stunned. It seemed that this was not the style of "Mr." but at this moment, he ignored his thoughts and quickly chased out.

"You all go for me and stop him!" Jin Zhengxiao cursed the three fools inwardly, and shouted angrily at the group of suit bodyguards around him.

But at this moment, these elites selected from the national elite troops were like fools, staring blankly at the four shadows flying over the eaves and walls in the air. It seemed that they had seen the strangest thing. When they were the champion of the national competition, they never thought that there was such a skill in the world to fly over the eaves and walls.

The three of "Qingfeng" turned into three streams of light to block Lin Zong. But just as they were about to take the move, Lin Zong suddenly turned his body and turned to Jin Zhengxiao among the group of gray-robed men! The three of "Qingfeng" cursed and chased after her tightly. The "Fireworks" even roared, and the supernatural powers quickly triggered, and a fire line shot out from their mouths.

Lin Zong smiled disdainfully. His figure suddenly flew to the middle of a group of gray-robed men. These gray-robed men were basically the original team of the "Yi Tian" organization, so they naturally knew that Lin Zong was terrible. Only concentrated attacks were the best defense method. So they all attacked Lin Zong.

But what they met was not Lin Zong's attack, but a fire. Lin Zong seemed to have lost his shadow as if it had been melted by the fire. Several gray-robed men could not hide, and were penetrated by the fire and suddenly lost their lives.

"Qingfeng" and "Shadow" were very cold in their hearts, and they were concentrating on looking for Lin Zong's shadow.

"Firefire" cursed very much when he saw this. But he was slightly distracted. He saw a silver light flashing through the air in front of his eyes, and was shocked. He woke up at this time, and his mind was buried in anger just now. But it was too late, and he only felt a chill in his throat and a dizzy mind.

At this time, he thought of the legend about the "Mr. King of the Underworld", a very terrifying legend that was passed down in the dark world.

Three swords determine the universe, and one ghost sees sorrow!

No one dares to be careless in front of "Mr. Nether"!

Thinking of it, the body of "Firefire" couldn't help but feel powerless. He looked in front of his throat with fear, but found a small flying knife that was inserted there... His vision finally blurred and he fell to the ground with unwilling face.

"Qingfeng" and "Shadow" Dahan attacked Lin Zong faster. The dense attack was the greatest defense against Lin Zong!

In the brightly lit little bar, I just got off work. Brother Lei sat beside the TV, watching the news boredly, surrounded by several little bartenders.

"Brother Lei. That kid hasn't come to work for two days. We have to teach him a lesson and he can't find it at all." A guy lit a cigarette for Brother Lei. Several bartenders agreed.

Brother Lei was comfortably served by several boys and was breathing mist. Seeing the boys showing their attentiveness, he couldn't help but feel a little proud. He was thinking about whether to pass it on to the boys when they were fine. But when his eyes flashed across the TV screen, he suddenly stopped.

A violent and fierce fight was actually being played on TV. The intensity and excitement were almost like a live-action performance.

When several colleagues saw Brother Lei’s expressions like a ghost, they fixed their eyes on the TV in confusion. A buddy said, “Ye, this movie is quite realistic!”

"Yes, but, why are the people here so familiar?" Another buddy agreed in confusion.

Lei Ge stood up and said in a trembling voice: "Of course it's familiar! Lei Qianli, the boss of Lei Dong Group, Bei Yuanming, the general manager of Beiyang Navigation Group, Long Shengtai, the president of Longteng Company... And, among the people inside, the dull guy is Kim Jong-xiao, the young president of Jin Zheng Group! Grandma, how could these people act in movies for people!"

At this time, another picture was changed on the screen. A man in gray robe drew a strange handprint and quickly shot a young man in a white sports suit. He saw that there seemed to be a hurricane in the field. Several men in suits who could not dodge were cut off by the violent wind blades, and their internal organs and intestines were flowing everywhere. The pale young man who was attacked flashed lightly and retreated...

When the guys in front of the TV saw this, they couldn't help but vomit, "Brother Lei... This seems to be not a movie, it's true..."

"But... why are they so powerful? Are they still human?" Several people grew up their mouths, including Ray. Everyone felt a chill from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads!

A buddy suddenly screamed and pointed to the screen and said, "Why is that guy so familiar?"

When Brother Lei and his friends looked carefully, they also felt that the pale young man who was like a messenger of hell had seen it. Then, a familiar figure flashed through their minds.

In an instant, the faces of the few people turned pale. They only felt a cold and cold flow flowing through their backs and their hair stood up.

How could it be him!

At midnight, bursts of exclamations came from all over the streets and alleys, covering up the silent night.

A violent news clip was posted online by someone. It was like a big rock hitting a silent mud pool, and the mud pool quickly became turbid. All websites exploded. Everyone rushed to transmit and download clips. For a time, the click rate of the network reached a historical high and was still growing. When relevant personnel discovered it, they could no longer control the situation.

Shangguan Wan'er has been brought back for several days. For several days, she tried to convince her parents with various excuses. But her parents seemed to be determined and never agreed to date Lin Zong. She even talked about Jin Zhengxiao's good things.

Impatient, Shangguan Wan'er took the method of taking a hunger strike, but now she has not been able to give up her parents.

"I don't care. If you don't let me be with him, you just wait to collect the body for your daughter!" Although Shangguan Wan'er's voice was weak, her expression was even more stubborn.

"Grandma's bear! Why are you talking to your parents? Believe it or not, I'll let Aqiang go and clean him up now!" The middle-aged man was so angry that he couldn't help but swear, staring at Shangguan Wan'er with his eyes blazing fire.

"You dare!"

"See I don't dare!"

As he said that, the middle-aged man wanted to call his phone. But he didn't expect that the ringtone sounded at this time. He answered the phone in confusion, "Hey. Hello. I am Shangguan Hong...what? Wait!"

As he said that, he hurried to the TV, turned on the TV, and quickly searched the program... Shangguan Wan'er and the middle-aged lady leaned over in confusion.

As the TV program changed, a picture jumped out... A pale young man looked like a messenger from hell, covered in blood, and was bounced quickly with two gray robes. The two gray robes kept retreating. Along the way, the bodyguards on both sides became the ghosts under the palm of the pale young man...

The middle-aged couple opened their eyes wide in disbelief at the same time, "He, isn't he the waiter? He, he..." The two of them opened their mouths in horror, and their phone fell to the ground and still didn't realize anything.
Chapter completed!