Ye Qun looked at this scene and couldn't help but feel weak, shocked and shocked.

He is a acquired fourth-level warrior, and with the increase in his spiritual weapon, he is invincible, but this guy actually broke his spiritual weapon?

Why do you look like a piece of paper?

Ye Qun couldn't believe his eyes.

Zhang Chen wiped the blood on his fist as if nothing had happened.

Immediately, he walked towards Ye Qun step by step: "That's all?"

"You, don't be arrogant. Our Ye family masters are everywhere. Needless to say, my father's identity is, my master is even more a master of the Chen family."

"If you dare to touch me, I will let you and your sister know what cruelty is."

"Your Master?"

Zhang Chen did not expect that Ye Qun had a master, and he couldn't help but wonder, and then his expression returned to normal.

"I have beaten many young masters. They are like you. They always think that threats are very useful." Zhang Chen's voice was plain and he had already walked in front of Ye Qun. The distance between the two was no more than half a foot.

"But in fact, there is no meaning at all."

After the words came to the ground, Zhang Chen had already slapped him out.

"Bang!"

Ye Qun wailed in pain, and after slapping two times, Ye Qun had almost no combat power.

Ye Qun, whose face was about to be removed, bit his bloody teeth and looked at Zhang Chen.

"This is the Magic City Chamber of Commerce, I will not let you go." Even at this time, Ye Qun still threatened.

There was no expression on Zhang Chen's face: "Which hand did you use to snatch Wannianchun?"

Ye Qun endured the pain and looked at Zhang Chen coldly without saying a word.

"I'll break myself up, I'll spare your life." Zhang Chen said slowly.

"Damn, what kind of thing are you? I want me to break my hand myself!" Ye Qun's face was full of ferocious anger: "My dad will come soon, I'll tell you, this matter is not over!"

"I'll kill you!" Ye Qun was extremely angry. Suddenly, a very thin silver needle flashed in his hand, and a flash of lightning turned towards Zhang Chen's face like lightning.

This is Ye Qun's killing weapon, this is the life-saving spiritual weapon left to him by his master. The third-grade top-grade, almost reaching the fourth-grade spiritual weapon.

This needle is called the poisonous scorpion needle. It is a must-kill attack!

The poisonous needle rushed to Zhang Chen's face very quickly, just like black lightning. He wanted to give him a fatal blow when Zhang Chen was most willing.

Zhang Chen's divine eyes activated itself in an instant, and the speed of the silver needle that burst into flames suddenly slowed down.

Zhang Chen turned his head at the last moment.

Dong!

The silver needle sank into the wall, and several strands of Zhang Chen's hair were also scratched by the lightning silver needle.

Zhang Chen was also a little scared. Unexpectedly, Ye Qun had such a thing. If the needle hit Zhang Chen in the eyes just now, even if Zhang Chen didn't die, he would probably have to take off a layer of skin.

After Ye Qun used the needle, his body fell to the ground again. This time, he vomited blood continuously, his face full of his own blood, and looked extremely ferocious.

"Is there any other means?" Zhang Chen asked Ye Qun.

Ye Qun had no choice at this moment, and he looked at Zhang Chen tightly.

"It seems that you don't plan to break your arm, so I'll do it for you." Zhang Chen stepped forward.

Hearing a crisp crackling sound, Ye Qun started to wail violently and painfully.

One hand, broken.

"Ahhhh! My hand, my hand!"

Ye Qun's right hand was trampled in an instant, and huge pain swept across his body. He hugged his wrist in pain and whined and whistled around the ground.

"If you dare to cut off my hand, you will die, you will definitely die. My master knows about this matter. My master will definitely not let you go. He will definitely come to settle the score with you!"

A shrill voice resounded in the room. Ye Qun pointed at Zhang Chen and shouted in an extremely shrill manner.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Chen raised his feet and landed again.

"Click!"

Ye Qun's other hand was broken at a strange angle under this kick, and both hands were wiped out, which almost made him die of pain. This time, he kept twisting on the ground and sucking in the air.

In his eyes, only deep fear and despair remained.

Ye Qun even had no doubt that as long as Zhang Chen wanted, he could kill himself at any time. His aura of self-righteousness was not something that ordinary people could have!

He didn't take him down even his last killing move.

Zhang Chen bent down and picked up the half of the ten thousand years of spring in an understatement. From beginning to end, there was no drop of blood stain on the ten thousand years of spring.

"Being a robber, you must have the awareness of being interrupted with your hands." Zhang Chen said in his eyes, looking at Ye Qun's sinister eyes.

"And don't worry, I don't plan to let you go." Zhang Chen put away Wannianchun and walked to the coffee table beside him.

There, there was a pot of hot tea.

He picked it up and came to Ye Qun.

Seeing this scene, Ye Qun shivered constantly: "What are you going to do?"

Zhang Chen didn't say anything, and after the teapot was tilted, the hot hot water flowed down towards Ye Qun!

Ye Qun wanted to use his breath to resist, but he was beaten by Zhang Chen. Now his breath dissipated but did not condense and could not protect his body at all. The next moment...

"ah!!"

Ye Qun let out a shrill scream, the mist filled the water and the heat rose! His whole body was scalded with blood bubbles, densely packed.

The pain like hell made Ye Qun scream. In the end, Ye Qun screamed so hard that his throat was hoarse, and his eyes rolled, and he fainted.

"Report one after another." Zhang Chen threw down the kettle, looked at Ye Qun, who was unknown to life and death, smiled coldly, and then strode away.

First floor, venue.

"Mr. Ye should come down? I'm watching the elevator move." At this time, Zhao Xiaofei stared at the floor displayed above the elevator and said.

This is the elevator that comes down from the third floor.

"That kid really doesn't know how to go to Mr. Ye to find Mr. Ye. I'm afraid he's taken down by Mr. Ye like a dead dog."

"He is dead, absolutely dead. Young Master Ye will definitely avenge me." Zhao Xiaofei touched her neck and said.

Before, Zhao Xiaofei was stuck in her neck by Zhang Chen, but she still holds grudges. She wants to see Ye Qun walk out majesticly, and even more want to see Zhang Chen look like a dead dog.

Lin Ruru looked at the elevator entrance with a nervous look on her face.

bite!

When the elevator arrived at the first floor lobby, the elevator door with a metallic luster slowly opened.

Zhang Chen's figure emerged.

Seeing the person coming clearly, Zhao Xiaofei and others were all stunned for a moment, and then they were excited.

"Where is Mr. Ye? Why didn't Mr. Ye come down?"

"This kid came down from the third floor without any damage. What's going on?"

Zhao Xiaofei rubbed her eyes, which was incredible.

In their opinion, Ye Qun must have tortured this kid...

How could this be the case now?

"This kid may not have gone to the third floor at all, just pretending to show us!" At this time, someone suddenly said.

A hint of relief suddenly appeared in Zhao Xiaofei's eyes.
Chapter completed!