"Brother Long, who is he?" asked a younger brother who had never seen Ye Xingchen.

"**, you don't even know the president?" Liu Fei rushed over and threw it at him, scaring the little brother quickly hugged his head.

"President?" Most of the people present showed surprise at the same time. The president was about the same age as the master. Zhang Haihe, who was lying on the ground, was still standing but his body was shaking, but his face was pale in an instant. The president of the Xingyao Society, the guy who claimed to be the God of Killing, completely destroyed the Skeleton Society overnight?

Everyone started to sweat coldly behind them. If they met an ordinary boss, they would be beaten up at most, but now they are actually attacked by this god of killing? Isn’t this seeking death? Zhang Hai was about to endure the severe pain and beg for mercy, but Chen Xiaolong’s voice had already sounded.

"Greet them well, and the others will follow me. Remember the president's order. There can only be one gang on Jinling Road, that is, our Xingyao Club..." After saying that, he ignored Zhang Hai and his men and turned away with him, but the other little brothers rushed forward, scaring dozens of people that could only hold their heads and squat down, and they dared not resist.

What a scene is the action of hundreds of people swaggering on the street? Whether it is ordinary citizens or the gangsters who hang out at night, when they see such a big scene, they will hide away from each other, and no one is willing to provoke such a group of evil stars.

Ye Xingchen didn't care about what Chen Xiaolong had to do and returned to He Xuemei.

"Xingchen, what happened outside? Why are there so many people?" He Xuemei naturally saw hundreds of people rushing into the street and asked.

"Oh, they were all here to fight with that guy just now. They were all here to watch the fun. Now that the fun has been watched, it should be gone..." Ye Xingchen said casually.

"Are you injured?" He Xuemei's face once again showed a look of worry.

"Hehe, just a small character, can you hurt me? By then, will you eat well? I'm almost done..." Ye Xingchen smiled slightly.

"Well, I've already eaten..." He Xuemei nodded immediately when she thought of Ye Xingchen's power.

"It's getting late, I'll take you home..." Ye Xingchen thought of the assassin who assassined him just now, so he still had to go and investigate in person.

"Well..." He Xuemei nodded, but a look of attachment flashed in her eyes. Ye Xingchen was thinking about the assassin's affairs in his heart, but he didn't care. He stood up and walked outside.

He Xuemei quickly followed a few steps and directly reached out to hold Ye Xingchen's arm. Ye Xingchen was stunned, but when he saw the expectation in He Xuemei's eyes, he didn't say much, and let her hold her arm and walk outside Romantic together.

Also in another corner of Romantic, Chu Xiong, dressed in black, shook his head and murmured: "Ye Xingchen, she is a good girl, I hope you don't hurt her..." After that, he also got up and left the seat, but walked in the opposite direction, but he had just walked not far away, but suddenly stopped.

"Who..." Chu Xiong said lightly.

"I..." A figure walked out of the dark shadow, and it turned out to be Zhang Jia.

"What are you doing with me?" Chu Xiong said lightly.

"I want to ask you to come with me..." Zhang Jia said in a cold tone, without any emotion in her voice.

"Why?" Chu Xiong's tone was still so plain, and he didn't even turn around.

"I suspect that your Truman and Japanese Chrysanthemum will collude, and you need to go back with me to do some investigation." Zhang Jia said lightly.

"Are you a policeman?" Chu Xiong said suspiciously.

"No, I'm from the National Security Bureau." Zhang Jia also said lightly.

"The matter between Truman has nothing to do with me. I am just an ordinary student^..." After Chu Xiong said that, he ignored Zhang Jia, raised his foot and walked forward.

"No matter whether Truman has anything to do with you or not, you have to go back with me. This is my mission..." Zhang Jia said, but his figure had already pounced on Chu Xiong. It was extremely fast, many times faster than usual.

Chu Xiong's face was still expressionless. Suddenly, he turned around and punched Zhang Jia quickly. Zhang Jia also snorted coldly, turned his fist into a palm, and buried Chu Xiong's wrist with one hand. His technique was the most common grasping hand of the army, but that level was almost at an incredible level. Even Chu Xiong had no time to react and was locked by Zhang Jia.

But after all, he is the eldest young master of the Truman. He has been living in the underworld since he was a child and can fight Ye Xingchen, so how could he be subdued so easily? He kicked out his right foot like lightning, and was extremely fast. Only a afterimage could be seen in the air. Zhang Jia was shocked and had to let go of Chu Xiong's wrist and retreat quickly, but he avoided Chu Xiong's attack.

Then he kicked his right foot hard, and his figure suddenly rushed out and punched Chu Xiong again.

Chu Xiong groaned, clenched his right fist, and punched Zhang Jia hard.

"Boom..." With a loud bang, the two fists collided heavily, and the strong friction made the air tremble.

Zhang Jia only felt that her entire hand bone was about to break, and her figure retreated even more quickly, constantly removing the force from the punch. Chu Xiong also retreated repeatedly, and his arms were numb.

"Good skills..." Chu Xiong exclaimed.

"You are not bad either..." Zhang Jia ran out again while speaking, but this time he didn't dare to fight Chu Xiong again, because he knew that Chu Xiong's power was above him, and perhaps only Ye Xingchen could fight him hard.

Zhang Jia was extremely fast, and soon there was only a afterimage left in the void. If you go to the Olympics, it would be impossible not to break the record. Chu Xiong looked solemn and stopped in place. Suddenly he turned around and waved, followed by a beautiful kick to Zhang Jia who was galloping.

Zhang Jia was shocked. Before he could attack, he could see where he was attacking. This kick seemed uncanny, but who could resist the force contained in it?

It was too late to avoid it. Faced with this urgent kick, the only way was to resist. With both arms were to protect the chest, Chu Xiong's kick happened to kick on both arms. The huge force almost made the arm crack, and Zhang Jia's body flew backwards.

Chu Xiong took this opportunity and suddenly burst out and punched Zhang Jia quickly. Zhang Jia didn't dare to be careless. She was in the air and fell steadily to the ground, and punched her to meet Chu Xiong's punch.

"Boom..." Another matchup was made, Zhang Jia's body retreated dozens of times, but Chu Xiong only took a step back and rushed up again.
Chapter completed!