Yi Cheng snorted coldly and said, "I don't care which force you belong to, what background you have, now kneel down and kowtow to my brother to apologize, and I will be able to spare your life." ”

Chen Chen smiled indifferently and said softly, "Will the gods spare my life?"

Yi Cheng looked at Chen Chen coldly and said, "Yes, in Changshi, my Divine Punishment Association is the sky." ”

Although these words were arrogant and domineering, the onlookers present also thought so in their hearts, as the leader of the underground forces in Changshi, no one could refute it, and no one dared to refute it.

Chen Chen sneered and said, "The God Punishment Association is your heaven, and in my eyes, it's just a dog." ”

Suddenly, everyone on the field, including the people from the Zhushen Society, were stunned.

Is this young man crazy?

Do you even dare to say such a thing in Changshi?

Don't you really want to die?

When Yi Cheng heard this, he laughed angrily and said, "Okay, well, after so many years, it's the first time I've met a young man like you. ”

Immediately, his face turned grim and he said, "Don't worry, I won't want your life, leaving your limbs and tongue to avoid death." ”

Chen Chen stood up slowly, glanced at him indifferently, and chuckled: "Something like an ant, dare to bark?"

His voice was mixed with subtle Zhenyuan, under the shock of Zhenyuan, the people who heard the sound of the Zhushen Society were like banging their heads against the bell, and then a burst of headaches struck, and after a while, including He Tian and Yi Cheng, they all hugged their heads and howled.

Looking at the members of the Zhushen Society who were constantly rolling on the ground and screaming in pain, Chen Chen's eyes did not fluctuate, he sat on the chair, looking at the gate with a playful face.

The crowd outside the door came back to their senses under this surprised scene, and someone exclaimed: "Look, a convoy is coming!"

Everyone looked along the line of sight, only to see a blackened elongated Lincoln slowly coming, followed by dozens of neat black Mercedes-Benz big G, the pitch-black body shined in the soft sunlight, but none of the onlookers dared to take out their mobile phones to take pictures.

Without him, this is the convoy of the Divine Society!

I saw that the extended Lincoln slowly stopped on the side of the road, the driver hurriedly got out of the car, opened the door, and a tall, black jacket, at least one meter nine tall sturdy man walked down from the car, and he scolded and said: "What's so good about this broken car, sitting on it and hunched over is tired of Lao Tzu, Xiao Zhang, tomorrow this car will be thrown away, change one." ”

Passers-by are all tongue-in-cheek, and tens of millions of cars are said to be lost, which is worthy of the gods, and it is really wealthy.

"This person should not be low in the Divine Punishment Society, right?" a citizen whispered.

The person next to him glared at him and said, "Are you a native of Chang City, and you don't know the third dragon president of the Divine Punishment Society?"

The man turned pale and trembled, "He... He's the Dragon President?"

The man beside him snorted softly, "Nonsense, it's President Long in person." ”

……

Surrounded by dozens of strong men in black, Long San walked towards the Internet celebrity snack bar, he glanced at several Land Rover Evogenes parked at the door of the snack bar, and said in surprise: "Yi Cheng is also here?"

At this moment, Yi Cheng and the others saw the visitor, and they couldn't care about the swollen braincase, so they hurriedly walked to Long San's side, bowed down and shouted, "Brother Long!"

Looking at Yi Cheng who was covered in cold sweat, Long San said in a deep voice, "What's wrong with you?"

Yi Cheng swallowed his saliva and said, "Brother Long, someone made trouble here just now, and insulted me for punishing the gods, saying that my punishing gods would be a dog in his eyes. ”

Long San's face sank, and he said coldly: "Who is it, don't you want to die?"

Yi Cheng said bitterly: "That person knows how to demons, and saying a word actually made our brains hurt for a long time." ”

Long San frowned slightly, and said in his heart, Isn't it a high-level martial artist from somewhere?

When a high-level martial artist releases his momentum, he will also make ordinary people have this kind of headache.

He snorted coldly and said, "Don't talk nonsense, where is that person, I want to see who is so bold." ”

Yi Cheng wiped the sweat from his forehead, stretched out his hand and pointed away, and the strong men in black who were blocking Long San's vision in front of him moved their footsteps and gave way one after another.

Long San took a deep breath and looked at Yi Cheng's fingers, only to see a young man dressed in white with an extraordinary bearing, the young man was holding a palm-sized teacup in his hand, looking at him indifferently.

The next scene made everyone jaw-dropping.

"Smack-"

Long San's forehead was covered with fine sweat, and his backhand was actually slapped on Yi Cheng's face, under the martial arts master's best, where could Yi Cheng eat?

That slap instantly flew Yi Cheng Fan out, and after collapsing several tables and chairs, it stopped.

I saw that Yi Cheng was lying in a broken wood with a bloody face, half of his face collapsed, and at this time there was already qi in, but no qi came out.

Just when everyone swallowed a mouthful of saliva and showed surprise on their faces, they saw that Long San's knees were weak, and with a "poof", he actually knelt down towards the young man in white!

His head hung down, his sturdy body shook slightly, and sweat dripped down his chin and fell to the ground.

When everyone's faces were full of astonishment, they heard Long San of the mighty Chang City tremble and said, "Long San has seen it...... Mr. Chen!"

Mr. Chen?

The citizens of Changshi and the members of the Divine Punishment Society were very unfamiliar with this title.

In almost everyone's mind, a question arises: What is the origin of Mr. Chen?

"Old ...... Boss?" A younger brother of the Divine Punishment Society tried to help up the sifted chaff-like Ryusan, but found that Ryusan was like a lead cast, with his knees embedded in the ground.

At this moment, Long Sanyi pushed the little brother away, and suddenly kowtowed, the strength was so great that he didn't even care that his forehead was full of blood, and he said astringently: "Please punish Mr. Chen!"

He Tian, who was watching from the sidelines, was already shocked, he rubbed his eyes, the boss of the Punishment God Society was actually kowtowing to this young man in white to ask for guilt?

But seeing that Chen Chen didn't even look at Long San, but moved his gaze to the three strong men who were standing on the side, and said, "Money, I have already transferred it to you, you should do it." ”

The three strong men were pulled back from Chen Chen's words from their distractions, they glanced at Chen Chen and Long San who were kneeling on the ground and kowtowing with frightened faces, the three of them looked at each other, nodded, and walked towards Na He Tian.

He Tian saw the three strong men walking slowly, his pupils shrank, and he exclaimed, "You...... Don't come here!"