110 The Seven Killings

He didn't continue watching this farce, because just a few minutes later, he suddenly received a call that he hadn't received in a long time.

It was Chen Ting who called, the richest man in Rongcheng has been very low-key recently, and he has not appeared at the auction not long ago, but Chen Xin knows that he has been in contact with the cultivation circle since a long time ago.

Chen Ting's own words said that he was investigating things related to the Seven Killings, and he was previously ordered by Chen Xin to investigate things related to the Qiankun Sword, but he was targeted by this killer organization.

All the good men sent out were killed one after another, but it was only the last one who passed the news to him before he died, which made him alert.

Chen Ting didn't dare to take the matter of the Qiankun Sword as a child's play, so he took the initiative to find Chen Xin and return the sword, while he used all his energy to investigate the matters related to the Seven Killings Organization.

Calling now, it is this matter that has some eyebrows.

"Teacher, my man caught the tail of the Seven Killings and asked a small stronghold piled up in Rongcheng before he committed suicide. The stakes are so high that I dare not hide them, and I informed you as soon as I got the news. ”

Chen Xin nodded: "You did a good job, send someone to pick me up here in Chishui Mansion, I will personally clean up this gang of unclean little thieves!"

He stepped down from the stage and said to Ouyang Hua before the referee announced the victory: "I have something urgent, see you tomorrow!"

The semi-finals have been won, and tomorrow is the final of the battle for the first place with the Shuguang Group, and it is estimated that he will still have to come out to challenge the captain to solve the problem.

Chen Xin regretted it a little now, the investment in this matter was not proportional to the income at all, if he knew that it was so troublesome, it was better to use this time to rob a few more second generations of martial artists who came to Rongcheng, and he would have prescribed several furnaces of medicine by now.

While waiting for Chen Ting's car, he secretly made up his mind that he would never get involved in this kind of thing in the future.

After a while, a black unlicensed business vehicle drove over and stopped steadily in front of Chen Xin.

The car door opened, and Chen Ting personally came down and bowed to Chen Xin.

"Why are you here in person?" Chen Xin was slightly surprised.

Chen Ting lowered his head and said, "I was very anxious to hear what you meant, so I decided to go out on my own and take you to the place where you confessed." ”

After getting into the car, he immediately took out a tablet, lit up the map on it, and said in detail: "I have checked the address, it is a private house near the urban village in the suburbs." ”

"It's all bungalows, but the other party has been in business for a while, and the people around them have been cleaned up by various means, and the ones that remain have something to do with them......"

Chen Xin asked directly, "What are your plans?"

Chen Ting hesitated for a moment, and said with some embarrassment: "I originally wanted to mobilize mercenaries to deal with it, but recently a large number of outsiders have poured into Rongcheng, and the control from above has become more and more strict......

"If that group of people is mobilized now, they will definitely be monitored as dangerous elements!"

Chen Xin thought for a moment and asked, "Didn't the official people notice the Seven Killings?"

"Probably not, they probably haven't noticed the existence of these people yet. "There are also relative organizations to deal with the crimes of these cultivators.

The Seven Killings were destroyed that year, and the imperial court did not beat the water dogs less, and for this kind of killer organization, basically no official force could accept it.

If it is another organization, according to Chen Xin's temperament in recent years, it is estimated that the most is to report it and let the official organization come forward to deal with it, but if the other party is replaced by seven killings, it will be different.

As the person who destroyed this organization with his own hands, Chen Xin not only had hatred for the Seven Killings, but also a faint fear of it.

In fact, this organization is not just ordinary ferocious and vicious, but also secretly has a little influence from the Demon Gate.

The ascension of the major cultivation sects of that year, the fall of the fall, with the ebb of the aura, all disappeared. The only ones left were the rising sects and martial arts families like Hanshan Gate.

And in the same way, Master Chen Xin's senior brothers and sisters, those demon sects that they didn't kill at the beginning will not disappear silently, and they also have their own legacy.

Seven kills is undoubtedly one of them.

What these guys are most accustomed to is to thrive and grow in secret, and by the time you find out something is wrong, he's already a monster.

That is, an immortal existence like Chen Xin can do what he did to chase and kill the other party to the last person desperately.

However, even so, the Seven Killings did not completely perish, and began to resurgce many years later.

Chen Xin pondered for a moment and found that there were not many choices at the moment, and in the end, he still had to rely on his own personal strength to be reckless.

He didn't continue to speak, and Chen Ting lowered his head with a little shame and didn't dare to break his mouth.

The car drove for more than half an hour and stopped in the suburbs, and Chen Ting said to him: "Teacher, the front is the warning range of those people, in order to avoid startling the grass and snakes, I have always ordered them not to approach." ”

Chen Xin nodded, pulled the car door and walked down.

It is said to be an urban village, but because it has not been demolished, the building facilities are very old, and there are mostly some two-story brick houses on the roadside, and there are placo-painted slogans and advertisements on the walls.

The target's small bungalow was in the deepest part of an alley not far away, and at the entrance of the alley was a small shop, with one of those large tin oil drums outside the door, which sold baked cakes.

Near the shop there was a small honeycomb coal stove, and on top of it was a greasy basin with a layer of red oil steaming, and peeled egg sausages and large pieces of pork belly tumbling up and down in the soup, and the smell drifted far away.

Chen Xin walked over, met the young man's gaze and said, "Buy a half-round cake, add eggs and intestines." ”

"Do you want chili?"

"Green. ”

"Where's the garlic?"

"Yes. ”

Watch the young man skillfully use a colander to fish out an egg and ham sausage whose skin has seeped into the soup and changed color, chop it with a few pauses, and then use the tip of the knife to separate the cake and stuff the chopped egg and ham sausage into it.

Grilled golden brown on the outside, the cake with a layer of black sesame seeds is sandwiched with chopped eggs and ham sausages, green peppers and garlic, and a small spoonful of oil broth.

Chen Xin took the cake through the plastic bag, took a bite, and pretended to look casually at the store, where three men were sitting around a table playing cards.

"How much?"

"Five!"

While clicking on the mobile phone to scan the code to pay, Chen Xin asked the young man casually: "Listening to your accent, it doesn't look like a local, from the north?"

"Jin Province's. The young man smiled shyly.

"Jin Province is a good place! Which region of Jin Province are you?"

"Yancheng's is the bottom of the map, above the Yellow River, very close to Sanmenxia...... That's where I bought my ticket......"