Chapter Twenty-Three: Jingling Boss Chen Xiaowu

Li Yue opened his eyes.

He was only new to the 21st century car.

However, through the observation and comparison of these two days, we can roughly judge the good and bad.

The car in front of me is old and bleak, and it doesn't look like a good car.

"It seems that Xiaozhu'er is not modest. She really has no power in Jingling City. ”

Li Yue thought to himself.

Two people stepped out of the car.

A yellow-haired, loosely dressed fat man, with a ninety-five honor in his mouth, and a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes from time to time.

A discerning person can see that this person is a murderer.

The other person was about twenty-five years old, wearing a classic Versace purple suit, with a tall figure, an ordinary face, and an extraordinary bearing, but his eyes were slightly indifferent.

Ordinary people may be more afraid of yellow-haired fat people.

Li Yue knew that the young man in purple was the main master.

"They are all Ming Jin martial artists. ”

After two breaths, Li Yue recognized that the yellow-haired fat man's martial arts cultivation was close to Yu Yang, who was flicked away by his fingers.

As for the young man in the suit, his skills are higher, and he should be between Wang Chengliang and Wang Chengliang, and he is also a very genius in the martial arts world in later generations with his age.

Later martial arts were divided into three stages: bright energy, dark energy and chemical energy.

Like the martial arts realm in the Tang Dynasty, each stage is divided into four small realms: Xiaocheng, Dacheng, Peak and Consummation.

Ming Jin corresponds to the first realm of martial arts in the Tang Dynasty - Wujia realm.

Swallow and breathe internal breath, which runs in the skeletal muscles of the whole body, stimulates the potential of the physical body, and is ten times more powerful than ordinary soldiers.

At the peak of the martial arts realm, he can break through the iron armor with his fists, and he is already qualified to become a junior colonel in the army.

The Lieutenant Colonel Wang he met before, as well as the purple-clothed young man in front of him, were all equivalent to the martial arts realm consummation, and Li Yue had reached the martial arts realm before he was ten years old.

But the situation of this succession is really cold. Li Yue shook his head in his heart.

While Li Yue looked at the two of them, the two of them were also looking at Li Yue.

The yellow-haired fat man took a hard sip of his cigar and sneered: "A high school student who plays cosplay? He Lao, a provincial giant known as half of the south of the Yangtze River, was willing to waste a favor and asked the fifth master to arrange for him to go to school overnight." I can't figure it out. ”

"I said there was no need to come in person, you just arranged for someone. I pushed Mrs. Wei's game, and tonight I lost 300,000 yuan. The young man known as the fifth master said with a flat face.

"It's only 300,000, and it's not pocket money for the fifth master. Fortunately, I changed my car, and I really wanted to drive a luxury car to send a high school student to school, and it was shameless to be recognized. The yellow-haired fat man shook off his cigarette and stepped on his feet.

While speaking, the young man in the suit had already come to Li Yue and stretched out his hand:

"My name is Chen Xiaowu, and I have a friend who asked me to pick you up. ”

Li Yue didn't seem to see the outstretched hand, and his gaze crossed over Chen Xiaowu.

Chen Xiaowu frowned, a little displeased.

Just over an hour ago, he received a call from He Banshan, one of the top business magnates in the provincial capital, asking him to help arrange for a high school student to enroll.

He is Chen Xiaowu, a well-known figure in Jingling's black and white, known as the fifth master.

Mrs. Wei, who has a good relationship with several major families and is known as the first legendary woman in Jingling, is one of the few fixed card friends at the card table, when has she ever done such a trivial thing for others?

But He Banshan is the top rich man in Jiangnan Province, with great power, and has a relationship with the high-level leaders of the capital, Chen Xiaowu naturally wants to sell favors.

He Banshan was kind and pleasant when he called, but his tone was very cautious, which made Chen Xiaowu secretly curious.

Unexpectedly, when he met, he was an arrogant teenager with a big shelf, even if He Banshan, a provincial giant, would not behave like this when he saw him.

In Chen Xiaowu's opinion, this high school student is a joke.

[Malicious +25 from Chen Xiaowu, malicious value 25]

Chen Xiaowu withdrew his hand and said lightly:

"The last person who was so rude to me had already cut the grass on the grave three times. Young people, don't be ignorant of the heavens and the earth. For Lao He's sake, I won't bother with you this time. ”

Li Yue's gaze was withdrawn from the yellow-haired fat man behind Chen Xiaowu, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes:

"I sent a dying man to pick me up. This little bead seems to have been patronizing and gluttonous all these years, and has not grown at all. ”

Chen Xiaowu was stunned, and then became angry.

He started from scratch and dominated the underground world of Jingling with the attitude of being born out of nowhere.

Several major families in Jingling, the top rich, black and white bigwigs, who doesn't sell his fifth master's face?

The main thing is that he is not yet twenty-six years old this year, and many of his peers are just starting to work.

And he has become a legend in the underground world of Jiangnan Province, with enviable wealth and status.

But tonight, he was humiliated by a high school student who relied on his family's superiority and didn't know the height of the sky.

What could be more absurd than that?

[Malice +25 from Chen Xiaowu, malice value 50]

At this moment, it was as if the dangerous feeling of being bitten by a snake rose from Chen Xiaowu's heart.

Shout!

The sound of silencer-mounted gunshots was heard.

Almost at the same time, Chen Xiaowu moved.

His body moved sideways as fast as he could.

Blood sprang out of his shoulder, a muffled grunt of pain coming out of his mouth.

He avoided the point, but was shot anyway.

Turning his head, Chen Xiaowu's face turned pale, and he stared at the yellow-haired fat man who shot him in disbelief: "Why?"

The yellow-haired fat man was also a little surprised, jealousy flashed in his eyes, and he sneered: "I can actually dodge, and I am about to break through to the dark energy." ”

When the words fell, the yellow-haired fat man had already bounced out, laughed hideously, and slashed at Chen Xiaowu with one palm.

Chen Xiaowu let out a low roar and faced Huang Mao.

The yellow-haired fat man opened and closed widely, his momentum sinking vigorously, and each attack seemed to split the air, but his steps were very light, like a tiger foraging for food.

Chen Xiaowu's skills are exquisite, one palm and one fist, all of them are like paintings, no matter the strength or artistic conception, they must be above the yellow-haired fat man.

In the moonlight, two figures were entangled.

The surrounding gravel and dirt were stirred up by the strong wind, shooting horizontally towards the trees in all directions, crackling, which is completely a scene that can only be seen in martial arts movies.

During the fierce battle, Chen Xiaowu's injuries continued to worsen.

He gradually fell into disadvantage.

After more than 30 moves, Chen Xiaowu was hit in the left chest by the yellow-haired fat man, staggered back, and sat on the ground with a butt.

"No matter how awesome you Chen Xiaowu is, it's not like I shot you to waste. After tonight, in the underground world of Jiangnan Province, there will be no one called the fifth master anymore. ”

In the wilderness under the moon, the yellow-haired fat man laughed.

"We are brothers, why did you betray me?" Chen Xiaowu leaned against a tree, gasping for breath.

"Brother, I!" The yellow-haired fat man sneered: "It's brother, you can press on my head forever?"

Chen Xiaowu's face was disappointed: "You instigated me to come in person tonight, just waiting for this opportunity." Who told you to do this?"

The yellow-haired fat man's expression froze, and he raised his gun: "You don't need to know." You just need to know that after tonight, your seat and territory will be my Huang Ye's. I've been waiting for more than two months for tonight's opportunity. ”

Chen Xiaowu pursed his lips, his eyes were cold, and he did not panic.

He has also experienced such dangers, even desperate situations, more than once.

He was ready to fight to the death, but he needed to delay a little longer, adjust his internal breath, and recover his strength.

Just then, another voice rang out.

"Wait a minute. ”

Chen Xiaowu and Huang Mao turned their heads to look at each other.

It was the costume cosplay high school student who was ignored by them at the same time.

The yellow-haired fat man's face was full of contempt, and he said viciously: "Shut up for me, you don't have the right to talk here!"

[Yellow Hair's Malice +30, Malice 30]

A thought flashed in Chen Xiaowu's heart, why didn't a rich high school student panic at all when he saw this scene?