In the church, the atmosphere is solemn and tense!

"Young man, you... This is a moth to a fire, killing itself. Qian Peng's forehead trembled faintly, and he held back his anger and said slowly.

This lord of the Qian family is like a tight bow and arrow at this moment, and he may be angry at any time.

And Chen Junlin, his eyes were slightly raised, and the corners of his mouth... The arc rises.

"It's not up to you to decide who lives or who dies."

"In this small Jiangnan, there is no one who can decide the life and death of someone in my Chen."

After that, he was light and light, and stepped forward.

Walk in the direction of the coffin of the memorial platform.

Ahead, a large area of security personnel rushed in an attempt to intercept him.

Can.

Before he could get close to him, he was blasted out.

The sky is full of bodies.

It's miserable and hideous.

Chen Junlin, with a cigarette in his mouth, his eyes were calm, and he stepped forward.

At all, I can't see his moves.

Because, that speed... It's so fast that you can't even catch it with the naked eye or light.

There were only shadows in the sky, and remnants flying out.

One person, facing hundreds of people, is like entering a no-man's land!

There is no one who can stop him!

Will hold the bow like a full moon, look northwest, shoot the wolf!

The eyes are pointing everywhere, looking at the dust and escaping.

Under one person, swept away thousands of troops.

Not far from the church, Su Qian, dressed in a white dress... Pretty face pale, sluggish standing.

Her beautiful eyes couldn't be believed, and she looked at the scene in shock!

This young man, this Chen Junlin...... Ten years without returning. Now, he's swept back...... Again and again, breaking everyone's cognition!

What is he doing now...... How mixed it is?

Why, that wild boy back then, ten years later...... How strong can it be?!

In front of the memorial platform, the second son, Qian Zehong, finally changed his face coldly.

The second son of the Qian family in his early twenties, Qian Zehong. It has long been a terrifying beast that has been cultivated with concentration.

In his eyes, there was endless fierceness. That... Not at all the eyes of a twenty-year-old. Rather, it is the eyes of a vicious killer who is tainted with human life.

Finally, Qian Zehong couldn't bear it anymore!

He lunged forward, straight from the back of his suit... Pulled out a pitch-black firearm!

"If you dare to take a step forward, I will collapse your nine clans!" Qian Zehong's eyes were hideous, and endless killing appeared! As the second son of the Qian family, at this time, he is the new blood and new hope of the Huang family. He kills endlessly. He's bigger than the big brother... Harsher and hotter.

The air around it cooled suddenly.

Countless guests present unconsciously took a step back.

This is a pistol! The mainland of Zhongzhou is a country where guns are banned. Under such strict laws, the second young master of the Qian family actually... Raise your gun in public!

"Oh?" The corners of Chen Junlin's mouth raised an arc, and his eyes stared meaningfully at the weapon in Qian Zehong's hand.

"Type 92, standard imitation national pistol." At a glance, he recognized the model of the gun.

"Zhongzhou... Firearms have always been strictly prohibited, Second Young Master Qian is really a good means, it is not easy to get this kind of weapon. ”

There was a hint of sarcasm and playfulness in the voice.

If not, there is an illegal smuggling relationship, how can we... Got these guns?

"Rebel! Take back the gun! Suddenly, Qian Peng, who was not far away, shouted!

This rebel, at this time today, in such a large public, he unexpectedly... Unscrupulously pulling out a firearm?

It's just a blur.

The law of the Zhongzhou continent is extremely strict in the control of firearms. And his Qian family, although through special channels, secretly smuggled a few firearms and hot weapons. But this is just sneaking!

Who would dare to pull out a gun in the open, in such a large public? Isn't this a grip for someone else?!

However, at this time, Qian Zehong was already angry in his heart, and he couldn't control it at all!

His firearm was pointed directly at Chen Junlin, and he was furious!

The enemy who killed the eldest brother is right in front of him, and the second son of the Qian family is already murderous!

And Chen Junlin ignored the guns and weapons in front of him at all. He continued to walk forward.

"??? Okinuma mound?? Concubines???? Stealing? Sui

A tongue of fire, bursting out of the chamber of the gun, carrying a terrifying killing machine, piercing the air... Towards Chen Junlin's eyebrows, he shot at him!

Air... It seems to freeze in an instant!

At the last moment, Chen Junlin's right fingers suddenly... Lift gently.

"Zheng...!" Boom!

That metal bullet that exploded, in an instant... Actually, he was caught by his two fingers?

Scene, dead silence!

Everyone in the room... Eyes widened in disbelief!

This?

This?!

Freehanded, pick-up... Bullet?!

What the, is it real?!

Sure, not making a movie?

At this moment, everyone has a feeling of shock and bewilderment!

It's really this scene in front of me, it's so human... Unbelievable!

How could a human being, a mortal fetus with a physical body... Catch with your bare hands, a terrible thermal weapon bullet?!

'Bang. Chen Junlin loosened his fingers slightly, and the bullet fell to the ground.

"This bullet, I remember."

His eyes were calm, and he smiled meaningfully, looking at Qian Zehong.

This gaze is like looking at a dead person.

In this world, dare to treat him... None of the people who shot Chen Junlin are still alive in the world.

'Pedal pedal pedal! ’

Qian Zehong's heart trembled, and his body took several steps back in horror.

The second son of Qian, was in front of this scene... It was completely shocking!

This, even a thermal weapon... Can't hurt him?

Chen Junlin's eyes were calm, and he slowly stepped forward step by step, passing by Qian Zehong.

This time, no one dared to stop him again.

The scene where everyone was caught with their bare hands... I was shocked.

No one dared to step forward to stop them.

Chen Junlin didn't make a move, but walked straight towards the memorial platform.

He came to the huge golden silk coffin.

The golden silk nanmu is the coffin, and the carved dragon and phoenix are the totems, and this kind of treatment is comparable to the general burial.

Qian Xuyang's corpse died peacefully, wearing a nine-dragon golden robe, nine true dragon totems, embroidered on the shroud.

In ancient times, only after the death of the general on the battlefield did he wear the Nine Dragons shroud and enjoy the treatment of the dragon coffin carved by Nanmu.

However, the Qian Xuyang in front of him, the son of a mere Jiangnan family, the funeral after his death is comparable to the funeral of a general?

Chen Junlin was holding a cigarette, his eyes were calm, and he slowly looked at Qian Xuyang's body in the coffin.

His entire temple, from his left ear to his right, was pierced into a hideous hole of blood.

used to be the son of a big family, dominating the wind and clouds, rampant in shopping malls.

But now, he can only lie in a cold coffin, about to be buried in the loess.

This son of the Qian family, even a second before he died, would not have thought of it... One day, I will... To die in such a miserable way.

"Mr. Qian, go all the way." Chen Junlin's eyes were calm, looking at the corpse in the coffin, and said slowly. Then, he took out a cigarette, lit it, and stuffed it into the mouth of Qian Xuyang's corpse.

"Your deeds in this life, after your death... I'm afraid I can only go to the underworld. But it doesn't matter, even if the eighteen layers of hell are not more than Erer for you. ”

The air was silent for a moment.

All the people around were shocked.

This?

Is this a goodbye, or a curse?

Curse Qian Xuyang, the soul goes to the eighteenth layer of hell?

What the!

What a feud!

"O Lord! Please forgive this ignorant boy, Amen! The priest on the side had a solemn face, stepped forward, and stopped in front of Chen Junlin.

"All men are equal, and the dead are greater, O Amen, thou art one and more... Insulting the dead again? You are... Disobey God and Allah! The priest looked solemn and reprimanded!

Chen Junlin's face was calm, and he slapped him directly with his backhand!

"Poof......!" The priest's whole person was fanned out on the spot, spitting blood!