Their influence in China is not inferior to that of the Xiao family in Yandu.

Therefore, Zhang Changzong's status is also very noble.

Who would have thought that on the occasion of such a hegemon-level person's birthday, someone would dare to send an urn to celebrate his birthday.

The ancestor was insulted like this, and the Zhang family went up and down, feeling as if they were being pressed to the ground, spitting frantically in their faces, and they were so ashamed that they wanted to hit the wall.

The group of retired mercenaries outside the door was about to besiege Lin Chen.

Caught off guard, Lin Chen waved his hand.

"What's the hurry, can you be a little patient?" Lin Chen said, "These just now are just appetizers, and my real gift is still to come." ”

"What? He still has tricks?" Zhang Changzong was stunned.

"Don't interrupt someone's performance, it's just a clown, let him dance first. Pang Pengxiao said with a smile.

Zhang Changzong gave an order, and the group of people outside the door did not attack.

Lin Chen took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and after the bell rang twice, he hung up, as if he had released an agreed signal.

Time for two or three breaths.

From the direction of the airport, there was a sudden loud noise, and it turned out to be a ceremonial flower.

Brilliant fireworks rose into the sky, illuminating the vast land and alarming most of the city's people.

Many people unanimously raised their heads and looked up at the night sky.

The fireworks rushed to the top 12 to read the book, and it condensed into a word the size of an acre.

A frighteningly green word for "death"!

Standing in any corner of the entire Pearl City, you can see it.

Seeing this picture from the screen, Zhang Changzong shook wildly, his throat trembled, as if he was stuck by a mouthful of thick phlegm, and his face was extremely pale.

"Bold fanatic! Dare to humiliate the old man like this, killing him a hundred times is not enough to wash away the old man's anger!" Zhang Changzong's eyes were red.

The gray hair stood up, and this big man, who was used to seeing wind and waves, was also fully detonated with anger.

"It's kind of interesting! Are all ants so good at playing now?" Pang Pengxiao laughed.

Zhang Changzong's roar was heard from the walkie-talkie, and the group of retired mercenaries scattered in formation and attempted to attack Lin Chen.

Unexpectedly.

Lin Chen was unhurried, took off the meteoric iron bow on his back, and drew a sharp arrow from the quiver.

He bent his bow and arrows in one go, fluent to the extreme, with a special rhythm and beauty.

"Wori!" the people on the other side were all scared.

Because this bow is amazingly large, and the arrows are also larger than those of its kind, it seems that the power is not weak.

Whoosh! Lin Chen released an arrow.

In the snap of a tenth of a finger, the arrow hit the plaque at the gate.

The plaque that read "Zhang Fu" immediately exploded, and the arrow hit the gate beam fiercely.

It was as if the giant hammer of the gods had smashed down, and the stone doorway, which was about five meters high, immediately appeared like a spider's web.

This huge gate, which had stood for a hundred years, began to crumble.

The large blocks of masonry fell down, and the group of retired mercenaries immediately jumped up, looking extremely embarrassed.

"I only kill the people of the Zhang family, if you don't want to die, get out!" Lin Chen snorted coldly.

The sound waves rolled like a tide, radiating in all directions, shaking everyone's fragile eardrums.

Invisible pressure hangs over the hearts of these people.

Lin Chen's earth-shattering arrow had already shattered their confidence.

Such a domineering arrow is completely comparable to a battering ram, and it is by no means something that a turbid mortal can resist.

People who can burst out with such power say that they don't have thousands of catties of physical strength, and I'm afraid no one will believe it.

When Lin Chen drew the second arrow, a leading retired mercenary knelt down.

"Brothers, this son is too powerful for us to resist," the man smiled bitterly, "Run away, don't give your life for a little money...... I'm sorry Boss Zhang, and I apologize here!"

As he spoke, the man slapped his palm on his forehead, and in the terrifying sound of bone cracking, his skull collapsed, and his body slowly fell.

Seeing this, the other people were also so frightened that they could only drop their weapons and flee in all directions, quickly blending into the boundless night.

Zhang Changzong and Pang Pengxiao were also quite surprised when they saw this scene.

They didn't expect that Lin Chen would easily break through the first line of defense.

"Waste! A bunch of waste! Took my money and didn't work for me?" Zhang Changzong slammed the teacup.

Antique teacups of great value were shattered to the ground, and amber tea was spilled everywhere.

"Elder Zhang, calm down," Pang Pengxiao squinted slightly, "We have indeed lost our eyes, this kid dares to come alone, he does have some strength...... However, as you just said, the second layer is ten ancient martial arts cultivators in the early stage of the acquired realm?"

"That's right! These people are all old ministers of my Zhang family, and they have followed them loyally for more than ten years," Zhang Changzong pulled his beard and said hatefully, "It is said that Lin Chen is only in this realm, even if he can fight again, how many can he kill?"

In fact, Zhang Changzong did not deceive.

Like the Yandu Xiao family, the Zhang family in Zhucheng also hired some ancient martial arts powerhouses with high salaries to come to the family care home.

Most of these strong people are not good at mixing, they have no martial arts resources, and their talents are poor, so they have no hope of breaking through the realm in this life, so they can only come to eat.

Therefore, guarding the second layer are a group of old, weak, sick and disabled, no less than thirty-five years old, which is equivalent to the group of people at the bottom of the food chain of the ancient martial arts realm.

Lin Chen's steps were steady, as if he was stepping on a war drum, and he stepped into the Zhang family compound step by step.

Walking through a courtyard with a water pavilion and a pavilion, in front of Lin Chen, ten ancient martial arts cultivators appeared, which was the second line of defense that Zhang Changzong had painstakingly constructed.

"Junior, throw down your weapons and kneel to die!" a bald old man scolded.

"It's just a bunch of waste wood," Lin Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, "You can't stop me, get out of the way, if anyone is determined to be the lackey of the Zhang family, then eat me." ”

"The old man has been in the rivers and lakes for decades, and he has never seen such an arrogant junior!

The bald old man gives orders and seems to be the leading character.

These people showed their weapons and shouted to attack.

They had a variety of weapons, including copper hammers, iron whips, mandarin duck knives and horse chopping knives.

Lin Chen withdrew his meteoric iron bow, drew out a slightly curved scimitar, and went straight up.

The two sides collided fiercely, the blades frantically clashed, and strings of dazzling sparks burst out.

Dangdangdang...... There were a series of crisp sounds, and the pair of copper hammers in the bald old man's hands were actually cut in half.

His pupils shrunk like pinholes, and an unprecedented fear gripped him.

Those ancient martial arts cultivators were also shocked in their hearts, and all the weapons in their hands were destroyed, either broken by swords or broken by whips.

"Hmm, what is Lin Chen carrying, it looks like a guy for chopping wood, it is so sharp!" Zhang Changzong's body was shocked.

"Good thing! Wait until you kill this kid, the knife will be mine!" Pang Pengxiao came to his senses.

As one of the four disciples of the "Seven Evil Sects", Pang Pengxiao's eyesight is not bad, and he has already noticed the extraordinary "woodcutter" in Lin Chen's hand.

in the hall.

Lin Chen stood proudly.

His gaze, as cold as ice, slowly swept over the people in front of him.

As soon as they came into contact with his eyes, those ancient martial arts cultivators shuddered.

Nima!

At a young age, whether it is strength or reaction, or knife skills, they can be completely suppressed.

In an instant, the bald old man's heart was like ashes, and he felt that he had cultivated to the husky in the past few decades.

"I don't want to die, I don't want to kill!" Lin Chen said indifferently.

"That's it, the ancestor of the Zhang family, I'm sorry!" the bald old man sighed, and his tall body slammed into the wall next to him.

There was a hole in the wall, and he was the first to escape.

Running away is such a thing, as long as someone makes a start, everyone else will follow suit.

In less than five breaths, the ancient martial cultivator guarding the hall had already run away.

Lin Chen looked at the camera under the eaves, gave a thumbs up to that side, and then suddenly reversed his palm so that his thumb was pointing down.

"Old dog, no matter how many defenses you have arranged, I will take your life today!" Lin Chen's tone was full of confidence.

"Bastard!" Zhang Changzong was angry, raised his palm and slammed the table.

"It's too arrogant! If this son is not removed, he will be a big trouble for my Zhang family's henchmen! Even if he pays any price, he must be completely wiped out!"

The core members of the Zhang family have a lot of discussions.

Pang Pengxiao's face was strange, as if he hadn't expected it at all.

At this time, Lin Chen accelerated his progress.

Boom, wall after wall knocked down by him.

"Stop!Who allowed you to go wild here?!"

Suddenly, a strong man like an iron tower stopped in front of him.

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