Chapter 37: The Battle of Father and Son

I'll wake you up.

Chen Yan's sonorous words echoed in the office, and Chen Qingquan looked up at his ghost eyes and smiled disdainfully.

"I taught you kung fu, I gave you eyes, and everything you have belongs to me, but now, you are ashamed to wake me up?" Chen Qingquan paused and said coldly: "You are also worthy?"

Chen Yan didn't reply, because there was no need for any reply now.

He kicked open the desk, and the sandalwood table weighing hundreds of kilograms suddenly flew towards Chen Qingquan, who shook his head, but put his hands flat on the table, and the huge table could no longer enter.

Squeak!

There was a cacophony of grinding on the ground, and the sound of messy footsteps was heard outside.

Chen Yan glanced back, locked everyone's position in an instant through the wall, picked up a pen on the table, and exited the office.

After a while, blood flowed out of the crack in the door, and the door was pushed open by Chen Yan.

He looked at Chen Qingquan calmly and said, "Where is Lin Jiajia now?"

Chen Qingquan said: "I said that men should focus on their careers, and women should be just women, and they have nothing to do with ......"

In the middle of his sentence, a fist containing anger slammed into his face. Chen Qingquan snorted, and the whole person flew out of the chair, smashed half of the bookshelf, and was finally buried in the pile of books.

Chen Yan said angrily: "The word woman in your mouth, is it talking about mother?"

"Mom, hey. ”

Chen Qingquan stood up slowly, and strangely, he didn't have a trace of scars. He walked out slowly and said: "What beautiful words, Xiaoyan, you may still care about these things now, but when you live to a certain extent, you will find that the so-called family bond is actually the same thing." ”

This time, Chen Qingquan no longer concealed his true thoughts in his heart, and after Chen Yan heard it, the flames of anger and disappointment in his heart ignited at the same time. He took a deep breath and said coldly: "Since that's the case, then you don't want to live anymore." ”

Zheng!

A three-edged military thorn appeared under the sleeve of the tuxedo, which was tightly grasped by Chen Yan, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

Chen Qingquan smiled, looked to the right, and stretched out a hand at the same time.

Brush!

Chen Yan's body happened to appear in front of him, and Chen Qingquan's hand actually grabbed his neck.

"It seems that before we start playing the father-son game, it is necessary to let you know the huge gulf between us. After Chen Qingquan finished speaking, a knee hit Chen Yan's abdomen, and then reflexively struck Chen Yan with a whip leg, slashing Chen Yan straight to the ground.

Rumble!

Chen Yan smashed a large piece of tile and set it on the concrete floor.

His body bounced, and there was no place in his body that was not filled with burning pain.

Wow!

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and immediately endured the severe pain to adjust his body and widen the distance between him and Chen Qingquan.

"Oh, no longer near me, but took the initiative to distance yourself? Chen Qingquan smiled kindly: "It's just that it's futile to do this." ”

As soon as the words were raised, he disappeared in place.

The word had fallen, and his fingers touched Chen Yan's carotid artery again.

The world solidified into amber in this second.

The mosquito named Chen Yan freezes the picture forever at this moment.

The next moment, he would die.

will die.

Die.

There is no time to think and no time to hesitate.

A few cracks erupted in the amber, and then, Chen Yan's eyes spun rapidly.

Curse and kill!

He looked at Chen Qingquan.

Bang!

Chen Qingquan's face changed, he staggered a few steps, then covered his eyes, and said, "This is ...... No, why is your curse the way it is?"

Chen Yan ignored him - the ten seconds of forcing Chen Qingquan back were precious, and he had to seize every opportunity to turn defeat into victory.

His gaze swept over, and the curse turned on again.

Chen Qingquan's face changed slightly, his body shape changed, and he quickly changed his position in the small room.

Chen Yan's gaze became more and more sluggish, and finally after a sluggish turn of his head, the former caught a glimpse of an opportunity, Chen Qingquan appeared in front of him, and at the same time punched out!

This time, Chen Yan could no longer maintain the concentration required for the curse, so he had to raise his hand to block the punch with difficulty.

Bang!

Chen Yan's body was knocked out like a sandbag, smashed straight through the wall panel, and fell into the aisle.

Tread, tread.

Chen Qingquan stepped over the ruins and came to him, he squatted down and said word by word: "The power of your eyes is very extraordinary, it seems to have been born out of the curse killing, and it has surpassed the curse killing—it is simply a judgment." ”

"Hey...... Envy?" Chen Yan said-for-tat.

Chen Qingquan's face turned gloomy: "Judging the hearts of mortals, this is not a power that human beings should master—what have you done to your ghost eyes?"

"It's none of your business. ”

Chen Yan smiled at him.

Chen Qingquan was stunned for a moment, wondering, why did he want to remove the ghost eye? Doesn't he know that in this kind of high-intensity battle, lifting the ghost eye is tantamount to killing himself?

Droop.

A round ball rolled out of Chen Yan's sleeve, and immediately emitted a piercing 'Didi' sound.

This is......

A white light covered the two of them.

...... Stun bombs?

Rumble!

The blinding white light filled the entire corridor, and Chen Qingquan instinctively retreated into the room, but when he regained his sight, he saw that the ruins were empty.

Tsk, did you escape?

Wrong.

Chen Qingquan's gaze passed through the wall, and when he saw Chen Yan running on the top floor, he smiled slightly.

is really an infatuated boy, and he didn't forget to save his wife when he was dying. Is it during the battle that he still used ghost eyes to find Lin Jiajia's traces?

He thought about it, and his smile turned cold.

It's a puddle of mud that can't be lifted up, and in that case, then you should die here.

Sou!

Chen Qingquan's figure disappeared.

......

On the other side, Chen Qingquan came to the top floor of the building, during which he killed the secret posts arranged by Chen Qingquan everywhere through the ghost eye, and in about ten minutes, after solving the last two guards, a gate was opened.

Lin Jiajia was sitting in the middle of the hall, sipping tea, and was not surprised at all when she saw Chen Yan appear.

She smiled slightly: "It's a little late." ”

Chen Yan hurriedly walked over, he noticed that Lin Jiajia had a pair of huge shackles around his neck, he squatted down and explained: "I encountered some things, and it will be fine soon." ”

Lin Jiajia glanced at the scars on his body and said with a smile: "I seem to have missed the warm scene of your father and son recognizing each other." ”