So what if he is better than Uncle Huang? No matter how fast he is, can he be faster than a gun?

Looking at Chu Xuan who paused, Wang Qingyuan smiled contemptuously and said, "What? You don't dare to move anymore?"

Chu Xuan looked at Wang Qingyuan expressionlessly, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up.

When the old man not far away saw this scene, his expression suddenly changed.

He shouted hurriedly: "Master! Run!"

Before he finished speaking, Chu Xuan tiptoed and his whole body erupted.

"court death!"

Wang Qingyuan's expression changed, a vicious look flashed in his eyes, and he pulled the trigger directly.

Bang!

A gunshot!

However, after the gunshot, Chu Xuan did not stop, he came directly to Wang Qingyuan, grabbed his neck, and lifted him up.

Wang Qingyuan's face changed drastically and he struggled wildly, but his hands seemed to be made of steel and remained motionless.

Gradually, his face turned red and his eyes became bloodshot!

"This thing can't kill me."

Chu Xuan said calmly, spreading out his other hand, and a deformed bullet fell.

"you!!!"

Wang Qingyuan's eyes widened and he stared at Chu Xuan in horror. If he could catch a bullet with his bare hands, was he still a human being?!

Even though blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, there was no trace of fear in his eyes, and instead there was madness and ferocity on his face.

"You...you don't...dare to kill me! I am...the eldest son of the Wang family!"

The old man on the side also said anxiously: "Sir, stop! Kill him and the Wang family will not let you go!"

Chu Xuan glanced at the old man indifferently, then looked at Wang Qingyuan, with a cold look in his eyes, and coldly snorted: "What can the Wang family do to me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his fingers suddenly retracted, and there was a crisp click. Wang Qingyuan's head tilted and he died.

His eyes were bulging, and his eyes were full of disbelief. He couldn't believe it until his death, why Chu Xuan dared to kill him.

The living room fell into an eerie silence for an instant, with everyone staring blankly at Chu Xuan.

"Young Master Wang...is dead..." someone murmured.

These words were like a stone suddenly thrown into the calm water, causing big ripples. At this moment, everyone in the room came to their senses, screamed, and ran towards the door of the villa as if they were desperate.

The old man also stared at the scene in front of him blankly. For a long time, he sighed deeply.

He looked at Chu Xuan with a complex expression and said, "Your Excellency, you shouldn't kill him."

"Although Your Excellency is very skilled, his father is the second-in-command in Yangcheng. If you kill him, no matter who is behind you, you will be in big trouble this time."

He is worshiped by the Wang family and protects the safety of the young master of the Wang family.

If the young master is alive, he can take action against Chu Xuan, but if the young master is dead, he has no need to take action.

Moreover, he knew that he was no match for the person in front of him.

To be able to deal with him so easily, the person in front of him is at least an earth-level person!

You can catch bullets with bare hands using the Gang Qi in your body, but this does not mean that you can deal with large-scale armies!

Hearing the old man's words, Chu Xuan's expression did not change at all. If he dared to bully his sister, it would be useless even if the King of Heaven came.

In this world, no one can make him afraid.

Glancing at the old man, Chu Xuan said calmly: "The Wang family is nothing to worry about."

"I think you are just forced to protect the Lord, so I will spare your life today."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the villa door.

The old man froze on the spot, speechless for a long time.

When he got home, Chu Qianqian was still sleeping. Seeing that it was getting slightly brighter, he walked into the kitchen and planned to make breakfast for Chu Qianqian.

But when he saw the empty refrigerator, he suddenly fell silent.

"It seems that I will have to make some money in the future." Chu Xuan shook his head.

He is proficient in medical skills and Feng Shui, and making money is not difficult for him.

Taking out some previously saved animal meat and noodles from the storage ring, Chu Xuan started to move his hands.

Although he is a cultivator of immortality, his cultivation has not yet reached the level where he can live without food like the old man. In Kunlun Mountain, he cooks all his own food.

After making breakfast, Chu Xuan put the slim piece on the table and walked out of the room.

He walked briskly and walked ten meters in the blink of an eye.

Not long after, he came to an overpass.

There are various stalls here, including Feng Shui divination, antiques, and daily necessities.

In short, there is nothing you can’t see, only things you can’t imagine.

Finding an open space, Chu Xuan closed his eyes and sat cross-legged.

In front of him, there was a calligraphy that read: Feng Shui is good, and the holy hand brings rejuvenation.

…

At the same time, in a certain room.

A middle-aged man in a suit and leather tie sat on a chair, facing the window, and his face could not be seen clearly.

Behind him, an old man was saying something respectfully.

"You mean, Qingyuan was killed by a young man with terrifying skills?"

The middle-aged man's voice was dignified, and there was no trace of any emotion.

"Yes, I am not his opponent." The old man said.

This old man turned out to be a worshiper of the Wang family who was previously called Uncle Huang by Wang Qingyuan.

The middle-aged man in front of him was none other than Wang Jiandong, the head of the Wang family and the father of Wang Qingyuan.

The second in command of Yangcheng!

The middle-aged man turned around, and a resolute face was clearly visible, with sharp eyebrows and deep eyes. The whole person embodies the unique majesty of a superior person.

Even when he heard that his son had been killed, Wang Jiandong's mood did not fluctuate at all. It can be imagined that this man controlled his emotions to a terrifying level.

"Although Qingyuan is useless, he is my son, Wang Jiandong, after all. He is not something that any cat or dog can touch."

The middle-aged man's voice was low, and the air in the room condensed at this moment.

A little cold sweat broke out on the old man's forehead and he didn't dare to say anything.

"Send me an order to have the Supervision Bureau and the Yangcheng Special Team arrest this person immediately. If he resists, he will be killed on the spot!"

"Besides, since this incident happened because of that little girl, there is no need to keep that little girl."

The light words came from the room, but a few minutes later, the whole Yangcheng was completely boiling because of these words.

On the overpass, there was a huge flow of people, but no one stopped in front of the Chu Xuan stall.

Many people even showed sarcasm, looking at Chu Xuan like a monkey.

Feng shui is good, and the holy hand can rejuvenate?

Are you coming out to cheat at such a young age?

If you were older, maybe we would still believe you.

At this moment, a white Mercedes-Benz suddenly drove up the street.

A woman in a white dress stepped out of the car and glanced anxiously at the overpass.

Chu Xuan suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the woman in white, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The woman in white glanced at Chu Xuan and quickly looked away.

Being so young must be a lie.

But just when she was about to ask other people, a warm voice suddenly came to her ears.

"Girl, is there someone in the family who suddenly falls into a coma and often talks in his sleep?"
Chapter completed!