Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Great Perfection of Qi Training
"Fatty!
Seeing his brother in such a miserable situation, Wang Qian couldn't help but roar, and the fat man also heard Wang Qian's voice, he looked up at Wang Qian and grinned.
"You're finally here......"
At this time, Wang Qian's heart couldn't stop feeling sad, the fat man and the four eyes had nothing to do with this matter, because of themselves, they had the current miserable situation.
At the same time, a wave of anger rose in Wang Qian's heart, and everyone who touched his brother would die!
"Yo he, what a brotherly relationship!"
At this time, a burst of laughter rang out, and from a corridor around the corner in front of him, Chen Hao quietly appeared.
Chen Hao was sitting in an electric wheelchair, the wheelchair was slowly moving towards Wang Qian, and behind the wheelchair, there were two people.
Two extremely burly strong men, looking at their age, are about forty years old.
These two strong men are fierce-looking, naked, muscular, and their eyes are very fierce.
"Chen Hao!" After seeing Chen Hao, Wang Qian gritted his teeth and called out his name.
Chen Hao still had a plaster cast on his leg, which was the last time Wang Qian beat him, he sat in a wheelchair, looked at Wang Qian's eyes, and was also very jealous.
"Wang Qian, Wang Qian, I thought you were running away, but I didn't expect you to really dare to come, yo, and bring someone here? Isn't this Da Long? Why, Da Long, are you his lackey?" Chen Hao said with a playful smile.
"I'll fuck you! This is my eldest brother! Chen Hao, your father didn't dare to talk like this when he saw me, how old the fuck are you?"
Dalong's face was fierce, and he didn't give Chen Hao face at all.
"Really?"
As soon as Dalong finished speaking, a voice sounded again from the corridor around the corner in front of him, and he saw a middle-aged man also walking out of it.
It was a middle-aged man in white casual clothes, who looked harmless to humans and animals, and wore a pair of glasses, and he was playing with walnuts in his hand, looking like an ordinary middle-aged and elderly person on the surface.
Although he looks ordinary, the momentum on his body is unforgettable, and he is definitely the most eye-catching one when he walks in the crowd.
Because he has a high-ranking momentum in his body, and his fame and fortune are too heavy, so that when he walks, he has a taste of scheming.
"Chen Nan!" Dalong exclaimed, with an indescribable look of jealousy in his eyes.
"Hehe, Da Long, you are just a little rascal in the market, qualified to be compared to me?" Chen Nan said as he walked to the sofa on the side and sat down.
And Dalong looked at Chen Nan with a red face, but he didn't have the courage to dare to talk back, indeed, he and Chen Nan are indeed not at the same level.
Chen Nan looked at Wang Qian and said, "You are Wang Qian? My son's leg was discounted by you?
Chen Nan seemed to be talking to his subordinates, whether it was his tone or his eyes, it made people feel uncomfortable.
But Wang Qian didn't put Chen Nan in his eyes, he smiled: "Heh, I did it, so what?"
As soon as this sentence came out, Chen Nan immediately became furious, and he snapped and crushed the walnut in his hand.
"My son, you dare to move, are you tired of life?"
Chen Nan suddenly became furious, and the whole person suddenly looked at Wang Qian like a madman.
And Wang Qian looked at Chen Nan and sneered: "You Chen Nan is a fart, in my eyes, the so-called Chengdong Chen Nan, that's a joke." ”
"My brother, are you moving, right? I'm going to put my words here today, whoever moves my brother will die!"
"What a big breath!" Chen Nan suddenly recovered from that angry state to that gentle character, he sat down again, waved his hand, and said, "Long Chen, kill him." ”
"Yes. ”
After Chen Nan finished speaking, one of the two strong men behind Chen Hao walked out, and it was a strong man with a dragon tattoo on his body.
is in his forties, but his figure is absolutely perfect and impeccable, he is Chen Nan's second fierce general, Chen Long.
Chen Long glanced at Wang Qian, he didn't take Wang Qian in his eyes at all, he knew that Wang Qian was a cultivator, but what was it? He was still so young, how strong could he be?
"Don't blame me for being ruthless, just blame you for messing with people you shouldn't have, I'll burn paper for you. Chen Longurn said.
And Wang Qian also looked at Chen Long: "Die!"
It's just a simple word, without bells and whistles or any language, at the beginning, Wang Qian used his own spiritual root, the Demon Breaking Gun!
I saw a golden light appear, and a golden demon-breaking spear appeared in Wang Qian's hand, Wang Qian aimed at Chen Long, and with a poof, it was a shot!
Wang Qian's speed was so fast that almost no one could see it clearly, and the speed of the bullet was countless times faster than Wang Qian's, and when he heard a muffled bang, the bullet rushed into Chen Long's chest!
And Chen Long's chest exploded on the spot, and a hole the size of a bowl appeared in his chest, Chen Long looked down with wide eyes, and then glanced at Wang Qian, without saying a word, he fell to the ground with a thud.
"I said that whoever touches my brother will die!" Wang Qian's eyes were red, and he was murderous.
And everyone was stunned, Chen Nan's hand pushing his glasses also stopped, he looked at Chen Long's corpse, and didn't react for a long time.
Chen Long, his No. 2 fierce general, he has the cultivation of the eighth layer of Qi training, and he was actually killed in seconds?
And the big dragon on the side also felt incredible, although he was a mixed society, he had never seen someone be killed so cruelly, and his eldest brother, killed a person without even blinking an eye.
He knew that Long Chen was powerful, but he didn't expect that a person as powerful as Long Chen wouldn't even be able to catch a move from his eldest brother!
"Long Chen, dead?" Chen Hao, who was in a wheelchair on the side, also froze, he looked at Long Chen's corpse and couldn't calm down for a long time.
"You damn it!" At this time, Wang Hu, who was behind Chen Hao, roared angrily, and the whole person pounced on Wang Qian!
He is the first fierce general under Chen Nan, Wang Hu!
Wang Qian heard that he had the strength of the ninth layer of Qi cultivation, very powerful, he was not one of those bad old men who was over half a hundred years old, he was still a relatively young and powerful cultivator, facing him, Wang Qian did not dare to be careless.
He rushed over, and faintly, Wang Qian seemed to hear the roar of the tiger, only to see him slap it with one palm, and a huge tiger palm print slapped at Wang Qian!
This is Wang Qian's first instinct, Wang Qian subconsciously propped up the aura shield, but still couldn't resist his attack, only to hear a loud bang, Wang Qian was slapped away with a palm, and slammed into the wall!
Qi ...... Great Perfection!
Wang Qian's eyes widened!
He can kill the cultivators of the eighth layer of Qi cultivation in seconds, and the cultivators of the ninth layer of Qi cultivation can only pass a few moves in his hands, but the tenth layer of Qi training, Wang Qian will be more difficult to deal with.
And Wang Hu, he is the pinnacle of the tenth layer of Qi training, he is one step away from being promoted to the Foundation Building Realm, his strength is as strong as this!