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"Pap..."

The switchblade she held tightly in her hand fell to the ground.

The torn tiger's mouth was dripping with bright red blood.

Chen Xuan's words echoed behind him like ghosts.

At the end of the alley ahead was the shapeless body of his companion.

This is a nightmare scenario.

It can knock the human body away like a cannonball. This kind of situation only exists in science fiction movies.

Those evil monsters wreaking havoc in the city kill ordinary people like killing an insignificant insect.

Until a superhero descended from the sky and the evil was stopped.

However, there are no superheroes in Blue Star.

The killing god standing behind him is the only one who is extraordinary.

He was shaking, almost stunned.

There seemed to be a sense of illusion that it was hard to tell whether this was reality or a nightmare.

At this time, Chen Xuan put his hand on his shoulder, waking him up from the illusion that he might sink into at any time.

"I said, take me to your boss."

Chen Xuan repeated again in a calm tone.

"well…"

The little gangster nodded like he was pounding garlic.

Chen Xuan turned him to the front and motioned for him to lead the way.

But this guy took two steps in despair before leaning over and vomiting.

"vomit!"

His companion died tragically in the alley, and the miserable death made his stomach twitch uncontrollably.

Chen Xuan frowned slightly and took out a small dark red pill with his backhand.

Then he pinched the guy's face with his mental power and forced him to swallow it despite nausea.

As soon as the pill entered his stomach, the little gangster's face turned a little abnormally red.

His eyes were wide open, with fine blood streaks spreading.

Then a strange smile appeared on his face.

"Hey hey hey..."

"Boss Qingpa should have died long ago."

"I'll take you to him."

"hey-hey!"

[Evil Intention Pill], a gadget refined by the Alchemy Association of Magtan City.

After taking it, it can stimulate the evil intentions in the heart and at the same time greatly eliminate fear and physical discomfort.

It can also squeeze out some of your physical potential.

The disadvantage is that people who take [Evil Intent Pills] tend to behave maliciously and become uncontrollable.

But it’s just right for this guy.

An [Evil Intent Pill] also costs 145 crowns.

And it only works on non-caster targets below Bronze level.

Most of the spell casters who practice spiritual meditation are determined, and it is difficult for this pill to have the desired effect.

After taking the [Evil Intent Pill], the gangster forgot his fear.

And he no longer resisted Chen Xuan's request to find his boss.

He had long been dissatisfied with the big boss Qingpa.

Malice occupied all his thoughts.

"Let's go find Dayi, the little leader of the neighborhood first."

"That guy never takes me to the club to be cool, damn it!"

Chen Xuan's lips curved into a sarcastic smile.

He doesn't care about big bosses or small bosses, he just wants to express violence in this foreign country.

Without hurting innocent people, attacking the gangs in Naypyitaw became the best choice.

There is no excuse for eliminating harm to the people.

All I can say is that these guys are unlucky.

It happened that Chen Xuan had the ability to deal with them, and it happened that they bumped into Chen Xuan's gun.

And Chen is not a saint.

"Damn it indeed."

"Then let's find that Daiyi first."

Chen Xuan responded with the corner of his mouth raised.

Following this little gangster, they walked out of the alley one after another.

The huge movement in the alley just now attracted the attention of the surrounding vendors.

But they didn't dare to see what was going on.

The notoriety of the Chimpa Gang is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

They are not outsiders, they just want to do business here to support their families.

The fear of losing their jobs even outweighs the physical threats.

Only people at the bottom understand that the only thing more terrifying than death is extreme poverty.

But just when they felt curious and uneasy.

Two figures suddenly walked out of the alley.

A gangster from the Qingpa Gang who looked crazy and was bleeding from his mouth.

The other one is the foreigner who was blackmailed just now.

The others are missing.

Such a strange combination left all the vendors scratching their heads.

But they didn't dare to ask or even take a second look.

This is also their survival wisdom.

The Chinpa Gang has been in Naypyidaw for more than 20 years and is considered a long-standing and established society.

They didn't get fried chips, and they didn't mess around with all the germ valves.

The main ways to make money are from real estate and protection fees.

Thanks to the style that made Nay Pyi Taw become the new capital more than ten years ago.

The Qingpa Gang, who controlled a lot of land and houses through violent means, made a fortune.

When Naypyitaw was developed, the real estate in their hands increased nearly tenfold.

Then, with the help of that big shot's influence, several communities were built.

Half are sold and half are rented.

In addition, there are several commercial streets in hand, which can collect considerable protection fees.

In addition to these two pillars.

Casinos, sex shops, and opium are also the businesses of the Chiang Pa Gang.

Moreover, a Chiangpa Foreign Trade Company was recently opened in Yangon.

Last year, we just obtained the export qualifications for popular materials such as minerals and rubber from Jun Zhengxu.

It must be said that their boss Qingpa is a smart guy.

I didn’t touch the projects that were the most profitable but also the most likely to overturn.

I didn’t even bother with the fried chip hot spots of previous years.

Fried chips are huge profits.

This can be seen from Xiong Haibo's net worth.

And the scope of fried slices is not limited to Xia Kingdom.

Asan and Bald Eagle also have targeted large-scale fragmentation situations.

The water produced by this black ash is much deeper than most people in Xia country know.

Myanmar is awash in guns.

The Qingpa Gang is not considered an employee of a normal industry.

There were three to four hundred thugs alone.

There are mini-bosses in each neighborhood.

The main structure is six small bosses and one big boss Qingpa.

And that guy from Chiang Pa usually stays in the Chiang Pa building he built.

It is a 36-story business building.

The floors above the 28th floor are not open to the public.

That is an exclusive floor for Chiang Pa.

Each floor is a different functional area, integrating eating, drinking and entertainment.

It can be said that Qingpa is a chaebol-style gangster society that turns from black to white.

Of course, a chaebol of this level would be a joke in Guo Jia.

After all, there are no multinational companies to support the volume.

There is always a limit to how much wealth can be amassed through dirty wealth and violent means.

However, in this three-thirds of an acre of land in Nay Pyi Taw, Chiangpa can indeed live a life like a chaebol.

The thigh covering him also benefited a lot.

Chen Xuan originally just wanted to have fun, but he didn't expect to find an interesting big fish.

The gangsters in the snack street are like ants extending their tentacles everywhere to carry food.

Obviously, this time they did not find "food", but provoked a great predator.

…

Bally Street.

It's not far from the snack street.

The straight-line distance is only a few hundred meters.

After figuring out the direction, Chen Xuan took the gangster and ran wildly.

With his current physique, he can cover a distance of tens of meters every second.

This is equivalent to a ground speed of three to four hundred kilometers per hour.

It’s basically the same as a full-speed high-speed train.

But the human body is not a high-speed train, it is much smaller.

Running at such a speed, the human eye can only see an afterimage.

And wherever Chen Xuan went, strong winds arose on the ground.

The hard concrete pavement should be trampled vigorously and leave a spider web of crack marks.

If the little bastard he held in his hand had not had the potential inspired by the [Evil Intent Pill], he would have lost his ability.

I'm afraid I'll die just by doing this.

At this time, he was just yelling with excitement.

The distance of a few hundred meters flies by.

Chen Xuan ran in a straight line almost all the way.

The buildings and obstacles along the way couldn't stop him at all.

When he encountered a wall, he ran straight into it.

And he jumped up from the building.

There are signs of cracks everywhere.

It was as if a tank was rushing across the ground.

The rolled up air blew away the dust on the ground, like a concentrated air flow passing by.

"Cool!"

Chen Xuan couldn't help but let out a roar.

He has not truly unleashed his power on Blue Star.

He is always in a state of suppressing himself.

Under such circumstances, having the opportunity to fully release his power only made him feel extremely happy.

Power is such a wonderful thing.

Only by releasing it can you enjoy the changes it brings!

His destination, Bali Street, was the stronghold of the nearby Chiangpa gang leader.

The "base" of those guys is in a dance hall called "Black Rose" on the street.

The group of guys who came to the snack street to collect protection money also started from there.

The goal was clear, and Chen Xuan did not make any detours.

He quickly found the "Black Rose" ballroom that occupied three floors.

The lantern signs are still in the style of Xia Guo more than ten years ago.

In broad daylight, especially in the morning, there were not many people hanging around in the dance hall.

There is a velvet curtain hanging at the door.

There are standing signs full of tempting words on both sides.

There used to be such a song and dance hall in Xia Kingdom.

It's somewhat borderline.

Later it was replaced by KTV, bars and higher-end clubs.

Here in Nay Pyi Taw, it is still a dance hall.

It’s just that there’s more fun inside.

When Chen Xuan stopped, the gangster in his hand was already foaming at the mouth.

But even so, this guy was still stubborn and didn't faint.

The enthusiasm on his face proved his inner excitement.

The body's potential stimulated by [Evil Intent Pill] was used to resist overloaded and violent movements.

Sitting on a high-speed train or airplane and moving at high speed are two different things from being carried in your hand and moving at high speed.

The latter is torture.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

He violently coughed up the foam stuck in his trachea.

The gangster pointed forward crazily.

"This is it! This is it!"

Chen Xuan nodded.

"Then let's go."

"Follow me, but don't die."

"I still have to ask you to lead the way to Chiang Pa Building."

To cut weeds, we must remove the roots.

This is both revenge and entertainment.

Either let them go mercifully, or kill them without mercy.

Chen Xuan had no scruples about this.

The blood of monsters on his hands in the continent of Naroa was tens of thousands.

It is impossible to judge him by the standards of ordinary Blue Star people.

It is a crime to kill someone.

A hero who kills millions of people!

Unless the punks here have an RPG equipped with armor-piercing projectiles.

Attacks of other levels would not even scratch his bloody skin.

Thinking of this, Chen Xuan stepped into the ballroom.

Passing through the velvet curtain, there is a walkway paved with tiles.

At the end of it was the ballroom.

This is also the main body of the entire song and dance troupe.

There are also many booths and small dance floors on the second and third floors.

As soon as he stepped into the aisle, Chen Xuan raised his eyebrows.

He heard the noise coming from the ballroom ahead.

Even though there are fewer customers during the day, the dance floor here still plays exciting dance music.

It’s just that the number of waiters and dancers during the day is relatively small.

Without any pause, Chen Xuan walked ahead.

The little gangster in a crazy state followed him step by step.

Soon they were at the edge of the dance floor.

The laser light ball above emits a dazzling colorful beam.

There is a dance floor in the middle and booths around it.

Against the right wall, there is a bar.

Very old fashioned layout.

Bald Eagle had a dance hall with a similar layout in the 1960s.

The booth at this time was not full of people.

There are also large and small decks.

When Chen Xuan came to the dance floor, a waiter carrying a tray came quickly.

"Are you looking for a drink or a girl?"

She asked very directly.

There is no control over this kind of thing in Myanmar.

Chen Xuan didn't answer. While the waitress was waiting, she saw the gangster standing behind Chen Xuan.

"Ma Wuyou, why are you here?"

She obviously knew the gangster and asked curiously.

Normally everyone stays in the dance hall and can be regarded as one of their own.

The little gangster turned his head and glanced at her.

The red eyes and drooling mouth made the waitress take a step back.

Ignoring her, the gangster named Ma Wuyou quickly found his target.

"over there!"

He pointed to a relatively large booth against the wall.

There were twelve or thirteen people there drinking.

Drinking in broad daylight is a bit like day and night, morning and dusk are confused.

But it is a normal situation for these gangsters.

They have been turning around at night, sleeping when they are sleepy, eating when they are hungry, and playing when they wake up.

Drinking in broad daylight is not an outrageous thing to do.

Without saying a word, Chen Xuan jumped up and crossed the dance floor of seven or eight meters in diameter.

"Bang!"

Like a heavy cannonball falling to the ground.

The huge movement instantly attracted the attention of those people.

"What the hell?"

The drunken guys also attracted attention.

A few of the gangsters who were still awake quickly stood up and took out pistols from their waists.

When in doubt, he draws his gun. This is the experience he gained from being in a gang for many years.

After Chen Xuan landed, he walked towards them.

Several young men with guns stood in the front.

"You...who are you?"

Someone who can jump across the dance floor can only be described as a monster.

But Chen Xuan standing in front of them looked like an ordinary person.

There doesn't seem to be any difference.

With them all are flesh and blood.

Chen Xuan didn't say anything, and there was a [Demon Seed] floating above his head.

Then the spell model condenses visibly to the naked eye.

Three washbasin-sized fireballs appeared quickly, changing from faint to solid.

The orange-red firelight illuminated Chen Xuan, making him look like a demon!

...(End of chapter)