Ear-shattering music, pungent alcohol.

The lights are bright and the crowd is shaking wildly on the dance floor.

Jiang Chen doesn't like this kind of occasion very much, but people like King Ma Yan like to appear on such occasions.

Sure enough, things gather like and people divide into groups.

When he settled on the bank of the Dongshan River, King Zeng had already sent the detailed address of King Mayama.

For the fierce god, it is easy to investigate the location of the old opponent, and vice versa.

However, under normal circumstances, the bigwigs of the two sides will not be really stupid enough to run to each other's location and never die.

In the final analysis, it's still about money, both sides make money, small frictions often occur, but the real rush will be rare.

His appearance tonight is also a special case, it is estimated that even the King of Ma Hades did not expect that he deliberately set up a bureau to make money, which would actually attract him, an outsider.

If the gambling debt is in the hands of King Zengren, it will be easier to deal with, but it is in the hands of King Mayan, and it is impossible to be good, even if he knows that King Zeng wants him to deal with King Mayan, he can only help with it.

Slowly skimming through the crowd and striding towards the second floor of the bar.

But at the top of the stairs, he was stopped.

"Sir, there is a VIP box on it, and you can't go up to it."

"I want to see King Mayama." Jiang Chen smiled, the light dimmed, hiding a bit of coldness in his smile.

"Mayama?" A security guard frowned and said, "He's not the one you want to see, please leave." ”

"He moved people who shouldn't be moved, and did things that shouldn't be done, and I'll settle accounts with him."

Bang!

A punch was thrown, and the security guard who spoke didn't even let out a scream, and collapsed to the ground.

Without waiting for the security guard next to him to make a move, Jiang Chen stepped forward, slashed out with a random palm knife in his right hand, and continued to step up.

From beginning to end, there was no pause, as if he was taking a step and waving twice at will.

When he reached the third ladder, the security guard finally gave up and fell to the ground.

The boxes on the second floor are not as noisy as those on the first floor, and everything seems to be in order.

Walking along the box, passing by the door of the box with frosted glass windows, you can vaguely hear the sound of warblers and swallows one after another.

Rubbing his nose, Jiang Chen laughed at himself, this scene is really a bit top-notch.

Push the door and enter.

In the spacious box, the brilliant lights flickered and were a little dazzling.

The figures of the Taoist danced and cheered to the sound of the music.

Some people sway their waists, some people shake wine bottles, and some people scatter money all over the sky.

The drunken gold fan is vividly interpreted.

Xu was too engaged, and these people didn't even notice that Jiang Chen had come in.

After standing for a few seconds, Jiang Chen shook his head helplessly, raised his hand and turned on the light switch in the room, which suddenly brightened the room.

"Who the hell are you?"

A young man with yellow hair suddenly looked hideous, and smashed it towards Jiang Chen with a wine bottle.

Syllable!

The bottle shattered, and the yellow hair fell to the ground, blood gushing from the top of his head, flowing all over the ground.

Everyone's faces changed greatly, Jiang Chen shot too fast just now, and even most people didn't notice how Huang Mao, who took the lead, fell to the ground.

Only the king of Ma Yan, who had a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, had a gleam in his eyes, and he was a little drunk and sober: "Alien? ”

Immediately, he sneered: "Brother, those who come are not good will not come." ”

"You're right."

Jiang Chen nodded with a smile, his cold gaze swept over the rest of the people, and the majestic momentum burst out: "I will only look for King Mayan, and the rest will go out." ”

At this moment, everyone had a feeling of their hearts beating wildly and their hairs standing on end.

A group of women ran out first.

The rest of the companions of the King of Ma Yama looked at each other, and Huang Mao was still lying on the ground, and he didn't even see how the other party made a move just now, and staying was not enough for the other party to beat him.

But if he runs away now, and King Yama blames him afterwards, then it will be a big trouble.

King Ma Yan grinned, revealing a big gold tooth, sat on the sofa with a golden knife, picked up a glass of wine, and said comfortably: "Go out, you are not his opponent." ”

A group of people hurriedly escaped from the box as if they had been granted amnesty.

After taking a sip of wine, King Ma Yan smiled and said, "Brother, I have no grudge against you, why bother to come to the door?" ”

"Jiangbei, gambling." Jiang Chen spit out two words, and a fierce wind rose under his feet.

In an instant, like an arrow from the string, it rushed straight towards King Mayama.

King Ma Yan frowned, but he didn't dodge or dodge, threw away the wine glass, and punched Jiang Chen head-on.

He can call out the Inhuman in one bite, proving that he is too.

Bang!

The air waves swept in, rippling in circles, rippling and rippling.

The wine table directly below the two fists exploded.

With a scream, the king flew upside down like a sandbag, slammed into the wall, and fell on the couch.

His face suddenly turned pale, and the right hand that punched was already peeling and flesh, and white bones were looming.

"You're not an Inhuman?"

After landing on the ground, King Ma Yan exclaimed with a frightened expression regardless of the injury of his right hand.

Jiang Chen frowned, and his steps paused, this was still the only person who saw his clues in the past three years.

"My mother-in-law was defrauded of five million gambling debts by you, and this matter was written off to spare your life." Jiang Chen didn't want to be entangled any longer, King Ma Yan had already seen the clues, and if he continued to entangle, he would only expose his identity.

"It's just five million brothers, you make a move, it's too much to elevate my King of Yama."

King Ma Yan slowly stood up, but a strange smile appeared on the face of the sharp-beaked monkey, and his narrow eyes were shining, looking at Jiang Chen: "I'm a little curious, what kind of power did you use just now?" Ordinary aliens would never have done me so much harm. ”

As he spoke, he raised his right hand to himself, gasping for air, and at the same time moving his five fingers with open skin, he pinched out an extremely strange handprint.

Jiang Chen's pupils shrank, and his heart twitched violently.

Sou!

The strong wind suddenly rose, forming a strange cyclone on the handprint of King Mayama's right hand.

As the cyclone formed, the cracked flesh actually healed at a strange and visible speed.

"Prayer? What is your relationship with Nanmao? ”

Jiang Chen blurted out, and a strong killing intent surged, as if a fierce beast that chose people to devour, locking on King Mayan.

When he saw King Mayama pinching out his hand seal, he had already sentenced King Mayama to death in his heart.

"Huh...... Sure enough, it was a zombie. King Ma Yan smiled slyly, "I won't hide it from you, ten years ago I saved a Mao family member, and that person passed on this secret technique to me in order to thank me." ”

"Die!"

Rumble!

The turbulent waves of air instantly hit all directions, shattering everything in the box.

Jiang Chen's momentum was terrifying, and he rushed out in a rage, instantly grabbed the neck of King Mayama, and brazenly lifted it into the air.

A strong feeling of suffocation came over him, and the King of Yama's eyes widened, his face full of horror and disbelief.

With a punch, he saw the clues, and he used the secret technique, which was also a deliberate temptation.

But he didn't expect that with his own strength, in front of this person, he was like a chicken and a dog, and he didn't even have the qualifications to resist.

At this time, Jiang Chen's eyes were full of blood, and he was even trembling faintly.

A person who is related to the Mao family will be killed!

The fear of death made King Ma Yan struggle to spit out a voice from between his teeth: "I saw you coming up, do you dare to kill me?" Kill me and you're exposed. ”

"There are countless ways for me to kill!"

The voice was cold, like a cold wind blowing from the depths of the Nine Shadows.

As Jiang Chen's eyes closed, as soon as he opened them, two beams of blood flew out of his eyes and sank into the eyes of King Ma Yan.

King Ma Yan's hideous and ugly expression instantly became extremely calm, which can be called sluggish.

Immediately, Jiang Chen put down King Ma Yan and turned to leave.

After waiting for a few minutes, the people who had fled just now turned back.

Seeing that King Ma Yan was sitting on the sofa unharmed, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and patted his ass.

"King Ma Yan is powerful, that kind of Xiaoxiao dares to come to find fault?"

"Strange, King Mayama, why did you let that kid go? Wouldn't it be better to just get killed? ”

"Big brother must not want to meet that kind of ant, let's continue to play."

King Ma Yan turned a deaf ear and calmly got up: "Let's go, go home." ”

With a group of dazed and confused younger brothers, King Mayama walked out of the bar, and walked along the road without taking a car.

After walking some distance, suddenly, a look of ecstasy appeared on his calm face.

At that moment, a car with dazzling lights sped up.

The smiling King of Mayama suddenly stumbled, as if drunk, and stumbled onto the road.

Bang!

There was a loud bang.

Jiang Chen stood in the dark, lit a cigarette, and took a hard puff, but he felt that his chest was still very depressed.

For the first time in three years, he had such a strong killing intent and put it into action.

Originally, I just wanted to settle the gambling debt, but I didn't expect to meet an outer disciple of the Mao family.

This gave him a sense of crisis with a sword hanging over his head.

There is Ma Li'er in the front, and there are disciples outside the Mao family in the back.

Is it still far away to really expose your identity, the days when the south and the north are still far away?