Violators Club

Chapter 437 Invincible "Three Realms"
Chapter 437 Invincible "Three Realms"
Could it really be an illusion?
Guo Jia is very confident in his own strength. He is not a dissatisfied and half-bottled guy who does not give up drinking. In the previous fight, he also tested Chen Changqing's strength. The opponent is very strong, but it is not enough. Allow yourself to feel life-threatening.

After all, Guo Jia is no ordinary person.

But when the voice fell, Tian Xia on the other end of the phone looked a little more solemn, and he said directly:
"Since you feel something is wrong, come back quickly, and I will book a ticket for you."

How sharp is the Grand Master's five senses?

Ordinary people have whims, even more so for grand masters.

Since Guo Jia feels something is wrong, let the other party come back quickly.

But the next moment, when Guo Jia was about to eat the last fish ball and got up to leave, the bamboo stick with the fish ball stuck in it just stayed in the air, as if he had sensed something, Guo Jia's eyes froze suddenly , subconsciously turned his head and looked behind him.

In the dark street, the street lamps flickered bright yellow light.

Bugs were flying around the mottled and old street lamps, and at the very front of the line of sight, in the dark between two street lamps, a man wearing a Panama hat walked out of the darkness step by step.

Like a ghost walking out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, a pair of eyes full of murderous intent stared at him.

There was a bit of surprise on the stiff face, as if he couldn't understand why Chen Changqing found him.

But after a moment of thought?
Guo Jia shook his head freely, and threw the fish ball picked up by the bamboo stick into his mouth.

With a flick of the wrist, the bamboo stick shot towards Chen Changqing with a "swish", astonishing speed like a bullet.

It's a pity, because the bamboo stick itself is too fragile.

Only after flying seven or eight meters away, it exploded in mid-air.

Standing up and patting the dirt on his buttocks, Guo Jia said casually, "Tian Xia, I'm sorry, it's late, I'm afraid I can't do it now, I have something to do, I'll tell you later."

After that, he hung up the phone.

His eyes looked curiously at Chen Changqing who came out of the darkness.

On the other side, in the Lion City, which is about 1000 kilometers away from the Xiangjiang River, there is a magnificent super manor in the suburbs, with an open-air swimming pool and a well-manicured garden in full bloom at the moment.

And in the place near the window in the house, stood an exquisite young man with a delicate face, male and female.

At this moment, he frowned slightly, holding a mobile phone in his hand:
"I'm in trouble, can I solve it? If it doesn't work, then..."

But before he finished speaking, he heard a busy tone from the other end of the phone, which made his face darken, and he couldn't help shouting angrily: "Guo, you bloody bastard, how dare you hang up on me!"

You must know that with his identity, even the leader of Lion City would not dare to hang up his phone.

Annoyance flashed in his eyes, and a terrifying aura gushed out of his body.

Exquisite murals, beautiful marble floors, and crystal lights hanging above the head seem to be swept by an invisible force.

In an instant, as if it had suffered a heavy blow, all the surrounding objects were shattered!
But anger is anger, and when the anger subsides, Tian Xia still has a look of helplessness in his eyes.

He picked up his phone again and made a call.

The bell rang once, and it took about seven or eight seconds. Just when Tian Xia was about to dial the second time, the phone was connected, and a deep and thick middle-aged male voice came: "Tian Xia, what do you want from me?"

Taking a deep breath, Tian Xia, a delicate male and female, looked a little more awed:
"Mr. Tu, there is some trouble with Guo Jia, I want to go and have a look."

After the voice fell, Tusi on the other end of the phone couldn't help but think a little more: "Guo Jia? I remember he should be in Xiangjiang now, right?"

Tian Xia nodded and said hastily:

"Yes, Mr. Tu, Guo Jia called me just now. Although I don't know what happened, judging from Guo Jia's tone, Chen Changqing's strength may be stronger than we expected."

With a bit of contemplation in his expression, Tu Si didn't care about Guo Jia's life and death, but asked:

"Have you finished what I told you?"

Tian Xia nodded:
"It's done."

There was a little more satisfaction in his expression, and after a moment of thinking, Mr. Tuss nodded:

"So, you go to Xiangjiang to find Guo Jia now, as for Chen Changqing?"

After pondering for a moment, Tu Si's tone was a bit chilling and serious: "Tu Shiqi is a crazy woman who is not easy to mess with. If you can't do it, try not to do it. But if this Chen Changqing is too much, I will solve the problem on Tu Shiqi's side."

After Mr. Tusi's words fell, Tian Xiachang breathed a sigh of relief, and then replied:

"Okay, Mr. Tu."

Although the bastard Guo Jia always makes himself angry on weekdays.

But at their level, there are too few friends who can really communicate.

Mr. Tu is fine, but his level is too high, and I can't regard him as a friend.

Instead, Guo Jia, an annoying bastard?
For Tian Xia, who has been well-educated since childhood, Guo Jia is really special. After hanging up the phone, Tian Xia, a handsome and delicate young man, couldn't help shaking his head, with a little more helplessness on his face:

"Damn Guo Jia, I must have owed you in my last life."

With that said, Tian Xia tidied up her clothes, turned around and walked towards the airport in the back garden.

As for the damaged room?
After I come back, someone will clean up here.

On the other side, the Xiangjiang River is thousands of miles away.

The desolate little pier, the sky was already dark, with a gust of cold sea breeze blowing, Guo Jia couldn't help being a little more surprised when he saw Chen Changqing striding towards him:

"I'm curious, how did you find me?"

Xiangjiang is Chen Changqing's territory, if he wants to find someone, it will not be difficult.

For example, the important accomplice in the kidnapping case directed and acted by Huo Zhaotang was secretly detained by Chen Changqing.

But the problem is, Guo Jia is a great master.

At this moment, he and the bearded man on Wutong Street are completely two people, and unlike ordinary people, what Guo Jia has changed is not only his height and appearance, but also his own temperament.

Don't say that I only met Chen Changqing once.

Even if you are a very good friend, in this case, you can only think that the other party is a stranger.

On the other side, there is a question about the bearded Guo Jia.

Chen Changqing didn't answer, he stepped on the ground, his whole body was filled with energy and blood, and along with the billowing heat wave spreading in all directions, an astonishing aura gushed out from his body, covering tens of thousands of square meters in the blink of an eye.

With one foot on the ground, under the terrifying force, the hard ground cracked, and Chen Changqing rushed out like a cannonball.

"boom!"

The fists collided together, and the terrifying force exploded the air.

The huge sound feels like rolling thunder.

Feeling the astonishing power of Chen Changqing's fist, Guo Jia's face was a little more surprised.

The cement stone platform under his feet has been shaken out of cracks due to the aftermath of the fight just now, and in the cement gaps, steel wires that have been soaked in seawater can be vaguely seen.

"drink!"

With a deep roar, the bearded Guo Jia's eyes narrowed.

Accompanied by the courage of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, he, who was originally less than 1.8 meters tall, suddenly rose to an astonishing height of [-] meters, but because his body was too thin, he felt like a giant skeleton.

With one foot on the ground, the ground trembled violently within a radius of [-] meters.

Although not as strong as Chen Changqing, Guo Jia's strength is not weak.

From the tribes in ancient times to the desolation of the last feudal dynasty, the torrent of history rushed towards Chen Changqing with an unstoppable force.

If it is said that the master used to polish his body to break through the limit of life.

The road after the guru.

It is to understand oneself clearly, so as to walk out of one's own path.

And according to the different paths of each person, the final effect will be different. What Chen Changqing evolved is the way of nature.

The three poses of earth fire, sea, and sky represent Chen Changqing's understanding of his own Tao.

Every time you throw a fist, with the change of your heart, your moves will also change.

And the bearded Guo Jia in front of him, his path is the history of the iterative development of imperial power, from the budding, to the heyday, to the final loneliness.

Tao is Tao, there is no distinction between up and down.

To put it another way, the one who was defeated by Chen Changqing did not stop drinking.

Is his way much worse than that of Chen Changqing and the bearded Guo Jia?

Not necessarily, even at some point, the way of not giving up drinking is more rare than the way of Chen Changqing and bearded Guo Jia.

But in the end, not giving up drinking was defeated by Chen Changqing, who was not yet a great master at the time. The biggest problem for both parties was not the problem of their own paths, but that Chen Changqing's physical fitness was far stronger than not giving up drinking.

This also means that when mobilizing his own "Tao", Chen Changqing's energy and blood power can evolve more Taos.

To give a simple example, the rule of this world is a bank, and the comprehension of one's own Tao is the qualification to borrow money from the bank. Only when one has a deep enough comprehension of Tao can one borrow money from this bank.

Borrowing money requires collateral.

As for the mortgaged capital, it is the life level of the body, which includes Qi and blood concentration, physical strength, spiritual will and so on.

Therefore, when great masters fight, most of the time the competition is not Tao.

Because everyone has their own understanding and insistence on the Tao, there is no distinction between high and low. It can be said that one flower, one world, one leaf, one Buddha. In everyone's heart, their own Tao is correct and the only truth in the world.

So what really competes is everyone's accumulation.

(End of this chapter)