After a few minutes, several more strong men in black lay on the ground.

At this time, Chen Yuan was also injured a lot.

Panting against the wall, blood dripping from the corners of his forehead, a stick on his left and right shoulders, a few kicks on his chest, abdomen, and back, and injuries to his hands and feet.

Fortunately, these injuries are not fatal, and they can still make him struggling to support himself.

This group of strong men in black besieging him, each of them has strength comparable to Gou Chen.

Although Chen Yuan has the blessing of the "Ancient Martial Arts" exercises, after all, the cultivation time is relatively short, and it is not easy to persist until now under the siege of more than ten big men.

The remaining big men also seemed to be frightened by Chen Yuan, holding iron rods one by one, cowering and not daring to attack.

At this moment, I heard a violent drink from behind, and several big men immediately flashed to the side.

Chen Yuan suddenly looked up, only to see a scarred man with a height of more than one meter nine rushing towards him. His fists clenched, like a giant hammer, slammed into his head.

Chen Yuan had practiced all morning, and he had been besieged by the big man in black for so long, no matter how strong he was, his physical strength had already been consumed a lot.

Seeing that this scarred man suddenly attacked him, it was too late to dodge.

Immediately made a decision, immediately started the "Luohan Boxing" method, crossed his arms in front of his chest, shouted loudly, and met the fist of the big man.

"Boom!"

Hearing a bang, the huge fists of the scar man smashed Chen Yuan's arms.

In an instant, Chen Yuan only felt a violent shock in his arms, his feet were unstable, he staggered back, and hit the cold wall with a "bang", his blood surged up, and he vomited a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

"Not good...... This guy ...... At least an F-rank martial artist. ”

Chen Yuan was already not lightly injured, and he received a punch from the scarred man head-on, and his face became extremely pale.

He wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, leaned against the wall with his other hand, raised his head and looked coldly at the other side, thinking to himself, "Who the hell is it...... In order to deal with me, he did not hesitate to send F-level martial artists......"

The scar man injured Chen Yuan, and when he saw that he didn't fall, he was slightly surprised in his heart, raised his head high, and said indifferently: "Yes, you are young, and it is rare that you can still stand up with a punch from me." ”

"Who the hell are you guys, and why did you do it to me?" Chen Yuan asked in a cold voice with his back against the wall.

"You are not qualified to know our identity, as for why we did it to you......" The scar man walked up to Chen Yuan, smiled coldly, and said word by word: "This is for you to ask yourself, 'civil and military champion'." ”

"It's his ......!"

Hearing the words "civil and military champion", a flash of lightning flashed in Chen Yuan's mind, his eyes suddenly widened, and he blurted out: "You guys...... You are the ...... of the clouds."

"Shhhhh......h......h I'll take you to a good place, you rest for a while, and when you get there, I'll wake you up, hahahaha......"

"You ......"

Chen Yuan was pressed against the wall by the scarred man, only to feel that the other party's palm was like a huge iron tong, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free a penny.

Before he could struggle twice, he suddenly saw a palm shadow the size of a fan flash in front of him, slamming towards the back of his neck.

"Grass ......!"

The next moment, he only felt a pain in the back of his neck, then his eyes closed, and his consciousness gradually blurred.

"Rest, when you wake up, everything will be understood, hahaha......"

As the last sentence came to his ears, Chen Yuan completely lost consciousness.

......

Linjiang base city is 400 kilometers to the west.

The "three regardless" areas outside the slums.

A psionic-powered off-road vehicle is speeding down a dilapidated road.

In the past, this highway was originally one of the main roads leading from "Linjiang Base City" to "Beihe Base City".

Decades ago, after experiencing a "monster tide", the entire highway and the buildings along the route became dilapidated in the "monster tide".

With the increase of monsters along the route, this highway was gradually abandoned by the Chinese government, and it became a "Hades Road" that no one wanted to walk, let alone dare to walk.

The off-road vehicle set off from Linjiang City, drove out of the slum, and drove along this "Hades Road" for three hours into a remote and dilapidated town.

The town is named "Blackwood Town", so named after its proximity to the "Blackwood Mountains".

It's not so much a town as a "sanctuary" made up of ruined walls and old buildings.

Eighty or ninety percent of the people in the town have fled from the slums of a few nearby base cities.

Among the residents, some of their entire families were killed by demon beasts and had no way out, some committed heinous sins and had nowhere to hide, and some simply longed for an unrestrained life, so they moved here.

"Blackwood Town" is located in the wild and wild land where monsters are rampant, and it is also a "place outside the law" that the Chinese official can't manage, so there are many famous "underground forces" stationed here in several surrounding base cities, such as "Aoki Hall", "Xuanhe Gang", "Sanlian" and so on.

After the major underground forces entered "Blackwood Town", in order to fight for control of the town, they attacked and killed each other, and disputes continued. Soon, the town was reduced to a "criminal paradise" controlled by the major underground forces, and the streets and alleys were filled with all kinds of stinking criminal transactions.

Robbery, homicide, rape, human trafficking, drug production and trafficking, underground black boxing......

Each of them is a felony in the Chinese law, but when it comes to here, it is commonplace and is staged every day.

......

The off-road vehicle drove into "Blackwood Town" and stopped in front of a small three-story building fenced off by iron railings.

After a while, the door opened, and a stout man with a scar stepped out of the driver's seat.

He looked around alertly, took out a black psionic phone from his pocket, dialed the number, and said a few words to the other end of the phone.

But in a moment, the steel door on the first floor of the small building opened with a "gak", and two people walked out of it.

The two men are tall and short.

Walking in front was a large man over two meters tall, in his twenties, wearing a patched gray cloth coat, and looking very ugly.

His hair was yellow and curly, his left eye was blind, and half of his left ear was missing. The bridge of his nose is tilted to the side, he grins, shows a mouthful of yellow teeth, and smiles innocently, looking like the "bell tower weirdo" written by a great French writer more than a thousand years ago.

Walking behind was a short, thin man who looked quite smart.

He looked a little older than the previous big man, wearing a blue-gray overalls that were a little too wide, a pair of cowhide boots on his feet, high cheekbones, a hooked nose, two mustaches on thin lips, and a pair of eyes not much bigger than mung beans that swirled and shone with a sly sheen.

The two of them opened the iron door in the middle of the iron railing one after the other, and walked towards the scarred man.

The thin man talked to him for a few words, beckoned to the stupid big man, and the two walked straight to the back seat of the SUV.

The stupid big man bent down, leaned into the back seat of the car, and after a while, he picked up a handsome young man who fell into a coma and had a bloody bandage around his head.

The skinny man led the stupid big man, and the stupid big man hugged the young man.

The two returned to the scar man again, said a few more words to him, and then carried the unconscious boy into the three-story building.

The scar man watched the two disappear into the dark aisle, reached out and took out a delicately crafted silver box from his trouser pocket, opened it with a "snap", took out a cigarette of unknown brand, stuffed it into his mouth and lit it, took a deep breath, and then raised his feet and followed the footsteps of the tall and short two into the small building.

It doesn't seem like it's the first time the Scar Man has been here.

Walking through the door, I went up to the second floor, turned left, took a few steps, pushed open a door on the left, and walked in.

The furnishings in the room are very elegant, from the furniture to the decorations, all of which are in a strong European medieval style, and there are all kinds of green plants planted on the windowsill, which shows that the owner of the room is a very atmospheric person.

The man with the scar looked around, looked at a man sitting at the dining table, and said with a smile: "Mr. Hong, long time no see." ”

The man looked to be in his fifties, his hair was gray but neatly combed, his face was white, his eyes were bright, he was wearing a shirt with a delicate weaver, and on his left thumb, he wore a jade wrench that shimmered with a green glow.

Seeing the scarred man coming, he nodded slightly, glanced at the other party's hand, and frowned slightly: "Long Kun, you know I don't like the smell of smoke." ”

"Oh, sorry. Long Kun shrugged his shoulders and pressed the cigarette butt to the wall next to him.

"Mr. Hong" frowned again when he saw this scene, but he didn't say anything more.

Long Kun walked into the room, dragged a chair casually, sat opposite Mr. Hong, glanced around at the furnishings in the room, and said with a smile: "Mr. Hong still knows how to live so well, and in this 'Blackwood Town' where birds don't, he can maintain this high-style life." ”

"Yes," Mr. Hong was noncommittal to Long Kun's lame compliment, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked, "Tea or coffee?"

"Boiled water, thanks. ”

"You know, I never invite guests to plain water. ”

"Then forget it," Long Kun spread his hands, "There is a huge disparity between you and me, I am a descendant of the Yun family, you are the leader of the 'Xuanhe Gang' who is high up, and I am not used to sitting with you and drinking tea and coffee." ”

"It's all for the 'organization', and what are the high and low," Mr. Hong's expression did not change in the slightest, he picked up the coffee cup on the table, took a sip, and asked casually: "The little cub of the Yun family entrusted you with everything has been done, right?"

"Ok, so-so. Long Kun replied casually.

"The specific situation, 'Leper Zhang' told me," Mr. Hong smiled slightly, and said, "I didn't expect it...... I lent you a dozen good hands, and I was actually beaten by a teenage high school student with a blue nose and swollen face, which is a bit interesting. ”