"Kill me with one finger? Are you here to be funny? ”

Ye Xuan sneered contemptuously and snuffed out the cigarette in his hand.

The moment the smoke was extinguished.

Ye Xuan let out a "boom" and rushed towards the handsome young man.

The young man smiled indifferently and didn't take Ye Xuan in his eyes at all.

Suddenly, he stretched out a finger and pointed it at Ye Xuan.

And then......

That finger, with a "click", was broken.

Ye Xuan grabbed that finger tightly, a few traces of ruthlessness crossed his face, and he broke it with all his might, breaking his bone joints.

"Ahh

The young man suddenly screamed miserably, and his face was extremely hideous.

"Come, didn't you say you wanted to kill me with one finger? Now, do you want to change your finger? ”

Ye Xuan shouted at the young man, ignoring it, and just chuckled indifferently.

"You, I'm going to kill you."

The young man gritted his teeth angrily, and kicked Ye Xuan's head fiercely with his high whip leg.

But Ye Xuan, with a nonchalant expression on his face, turned his right hand into a hand knife and slashed at the young man's high whip leg.

With a few clicks, the young man's right leg, as if he had been slashed by a sickle, emitted a piercing sensation.

This made the young man's face become so hideous that he even let out a roar like a wild beast.

The other young people, when they saw this, were all stunned.

Immediately, they were furious, and they all used the strongest thunder means to rush towards Ye Xuan.

"With those cultivators making a move, we can breathe a sigh of relief."

The security guard who led the team couldn't help but sigh and said softly.

Those young people are all cultivators raised by the God of Wealth, and they are used to protect the safety of the Imperial Mansion.

It is said that those young men, who are extremely strong, are able to resist the attack of tanks when they join forces.

The security guards who were smoking, with blue noses and swollen faces, were all relieved, and looked at those cultivators with gratitude, there were those cultivators who resisted Ye Xuan, Ye Xuan would definitely not be able to rush into the Imperial Mansion.

But suddenly, after only hearing a few "pops", those cultivators flew out one after another, like a kite with a broken string, and fell to the ground violently. The bones all over the body were like falling apart, and the pain was incomparable, and there were even a few cultivators who had their teeth removed by Ye Xuan with the soles of their shoes, and their faces were swollen, as if they were given a pig's head.

"Hehe, the master won't play with you anymore."

Ye Xuan's expression was indifferent, he smiled, and then walked onto the elevator.

Wait for Ye Xuan to leave.

Those cultivators, covering their sore faces, took out their mobile phones and pressed their mobile phone numbers.

"Beep" a few times, and the phone is connected.

Imperial Tower, highest floor.

Several middle-aged men like big guys sat around the leather sofa and talked about things.

A middle-aged man wearing black-framed glasses, with upright facial features and a very scholarly atmosphere, was sipping a glass of red wine with a faint smile on his face.

At this time, his phone rang with a "beep".

He answered the phone, and before he could speak, he listened to the person on the other side of the phone, and said very eagerly: "God of Wealth, someone is going to break in." ”

"Huh?"

The middle-aged man, frowning slightly, was a little displeased, and wondered: "How many people are here?" ”

"One, one."

The cultivator on the other side of the phone said ashamedly.

"A bunch of rubbish!"

The God of Wealth finally got angry, his face was ugly, and he scolded: "A group of people were actually injured by one person, and they were also broken in by that person. What a bunch of rubbish! ”

Immediately, he "snapped" and hung up the phone.

The phone hung up, and the God of Wealth looked angry, stood up suddenly, and the light in his eyes suddenly became cold.

"God of Wealth, what's going on? So angry. ”

A middle-aged man, with a bloated figure and half-squinted eyes, stared coldly at the God of Wealth, puzzled.

"Mr. Jin, something happened to me here."

The God of Wealth was not restrained at all, and he was not afraid of the bloated middle-aged man at all, and said in a deep voice.

"Hehe, do you need help?"

Mr. Jin looked serious, glanced at the God of Wealth, and chuckled.

"Heh, Mr. Jin, if I can't even solve this little thing, I can't solve it. That's a shame. ”

The God of Wealth drank all the red wine in the cup, his eyes were extremely cold, and he shouted.

"That's right. The God of Wealth has followed Boss He for so many years, and this ruthless method should still be there. ”

Mr. Jin smiled indifferently, and did not dare to underestimate the God of Wealth in front of him, who was a math teacher before, and said seriously.

"Huh."

The God of Wealth smiled softly.

Immediately, he took out his mobile phone, pressed the number, and after the phone was connected, the God of Wealth said sharply: "Unload the limbs of that outsider, and then bring him to me." ”

"Yes."

On the fiftieth floor of the Imperial Mansion, several cultivators suddenly opened their cold eyes, and a fierce light burst out of their eyes in an instant, extremely powerful.

"Dare to break into the Imperial Building, I really don't know whether to live or die."

A cultivator, with a long sword in his waist, wiped a trace of coldness between his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice.

……

The elevator is slowly rising.

In the elevator, Ye Xuan was smoking a cigarette with a smile on his face.

"Ding Dong!"

The elevator stops on the fifty floors.

Ye Xuan snuffed out the cigarette, narrowed his eyes, his eyes were extremely sharp, and he stared coldly at the elevator entrance.

At this point, the elevator doors open.

More than a dozen middle-aged men in different costumes, smiling, walked into the elevator.

The elevator began to rise again.

These dozen middle-aged men squeezed Ye Xuan to the rear.

Ye Xuan's body was clinging to the elevator wall.

"Young man, it looks strange?!"

A middle-aged man close to Ye Xuan smiled and asked.

"Well, just got here."

Ye Xuan said with a smile, vigilant in his heart.

"Heh, it's easy to break into the Imperial Mansion when you're idle, it's easy to put your life in."

The middle-aged man said with a smile.

"It's fine. Garbage doesn't kill people. ”

Ye Xuan sneered contemptuously and said nonchalantly.

"Hehe, the little brother speaks, it seems to be very targeted."

The middle-aged man's expression sank, his eyes were obviously much colder, and he said contemptuously.

"That's right! I'm targeting you. Not convinced, bite me? ”

Ye Xuan did not shy away from it and said directly.

"You!"

The middle-aged man was furious.

In the crowded elevator, the middle-aged man looked hateful, clenched his fists, and smashed Ye Xuan's head with a punch.

And Ye Xuan was not relentless, and smashed his fist at the middle-aged man.

"Bang!"

The two fists slammed into each other.

The middle-aged man only felt a sharp pain in his fist, like being hit by a hammer to the bone, and the piercing pain made his face look ugly.

But Ye Xuan had an indifferent smile on his face.

The others also narrowed their eyes and stared at Ye Xuan coldly.

The interior of the elevator is small, but the atmosphere has become very oppressive.

A battle is about to begin.

"Ding Dong!"

The elevator doors open again.

At this time, Ye Xuan had a cold face, and with a "boom", he rushed out of the elevator.

The dozen or so middle-aged men in different costumes also looked dazed, followed Ye Xuan's steps, and rushed out.

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PS: This is the third update, written on a mobile phone, and it's gone today.

Something happened at lunch and didn't want to explain why. Let's watch it tomorrow!