The rebirth of the ancient sword fairy in Gaowu City

Chapter 6 Chen's Martial Arts Hall
There was silence all around.

The air seemed to stagnate.

All the onlookers were stunned, suspecting that there was something wrong with their ears.

"Is this boy crazy?"

"This is someone from Chen's Martial Arts Academy, a true martial artist."

"Ordinary people don't say they offend them, they just hide away."

"You still dare to speak rudely, it's over now."

"..."

"Oh?" The bald-browed man had a smile on his face, as if he had heard the funniest thing.

"Break his limbs and throw him to the side of the road."

"Take the things away." The bald-browed man ordered, turned around and was about to leave.

And the one on the right gave a grinning grin, and grabbed Song Qiuchen with five fingers like hooks. If he did it, his shoulder would be shattered!

Seeing this, the people around all showed expressions of impatience.

As soon as the bald-browed man's voice fell, the boy's fate had already been pronounced.

Young and vigorous, the price is heavy and unbearable.

however……

"Boom!" There was a muffled sound, accompanied by the screams of countless people.

The bald-browed man who had turned around felt a heat on the back of his neck, and a stream of sticky flesh with the smell of blood splashed on his neck.

He suddenly turned around.

I saw this strange, student-like boy on the opposite side slowly withdrawing his fist.

And his follower, a man with a swollen face, his whole body was bloody and bloody, he couldn't see the appearance of a human being, and he was limp several feet away.

Seeing is not alive.

"You!" The bald-browed man was about to turn around and fly back in shock.

Although his companion was weaker than him, he was only slightly weaker. If he was beaten to death by this young man, he would definitely not be his opponent!
"I asked your opinion, you chose to want to die."

"Then I'll have to kill you."

After a voice without the slightest emotion fell.

The bald-browed man was kicked on the back of his heart from behind, a footprint protruded directly from his chest, his ribs were broken, and the violent force penetrated his body, erupting from his back, his body flew high, He fell to the ground, breathless.

One punch and one kick.

Chen's Martial Arts duo, die!

Song Qiuchen put away the package calmly, ignored everyone's horrified gazes, and left.

Moments later, someone in the crowd called.

"Qiujiang trading market, martial artist vendetta, two people died, send an ambulance quickly..."

Someone shook his head secretly.

In recent years, the official restrictions on warriors from various countries on Planet Aquamarine have become weaker and weaker. Vendettas by warriors are commonplace, and bullying of ordinary people can be seen everywhere. Coupled with the appearance of many weird and dangerous existences, the situation is getting out of control.

Song Qiuchen walked outside Qiujiang City with several large packages on his back.

"Who?" He turned around slowly, looking expressionlessly at a rich middle-aged man who followed him from afar.

This middle-aged man was dressed in a high-end suit, and he was either rich or expensive at first glance.

Seems to be pampered all year round.

However, the aura on his body is strong and introverted, and he is also a warrior with a higher level than the two just now.

Song Qiuchen had already discovered him, following him all the way from the free trade market.

At this moment, the rich man felt as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake, and a chill came out from his tailbone, and his whole body was cold.

"Brother, don't get me wrong."

"I'm in business."

"I want all your goods."

The rich man hurriedly waved his hand and explained.

"Oh, very good."

"I hope you don't ask me to ask your opinion." Song Qiuchen said lightly.

"Of course not." The rich man raised his breath and forced a smile.

"I did a rough calculation just now, little brother, the value of your mutant beast materials."

"I offered 500 million yuan to buy it, what do you think?" the rich man said cautiously.

"Deal." Song Qiuchen nodded.

The rich man took out his mobile phone, asked Song Qiuchen to enter the bank account number, and happily transferred 500 million through the mobile phone.

"Pleasant to work with."

"My surname is Luo, brother, you can call me Fatty Luo."

"I am the manager of Nanfeng Trading Company, and this is my business card."

Fatty Luo, a rich man, smiled and handed over a business card.

"Brother, do you have anything to trade or buy in the future."

"If there is any inconvenience, you don't have to go to the market where these ordinary people come, you can call me directly."

"We specialize in serving warriors, and of course now also include those who have awakened abilities."

Fatty Luo said in a low voice with a hint of mystery on his face.

"Awakening, ability?" Song Qiuchen narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Generally speaking, where do warriors go to trade what they need?" He paused and asked.

As expected, this should be a newly awakened supernatural being. If he was a warrior, he would not have such strength at such a young age.

Not to mention some common sense of warriors.

Fatty Luo, who had been secretly observing Song Qiuchen, confirmed his conjecture, with a smile on his face.

"After becoming a martial artist, you must register with the Armed Forces Control Bureau, have a martial artist certificate, and have your own ID."

"Use this ID to log in to the trading website under the Armed Forces Control Bureau, which is guaranteed by the Armed Forces Control Bureau to conduct online transactions."

"Or conduct offline transactions at stores designated by the Armed Forces Control Bureau."

Fatty Luo explained patiently.

"Of course, martial artists are more privately traded among themselves, there are auctions, trade fairs, etc." He laughed.

Well, Song Qiuchen nodded, that's why.

After all, he has only controlled this physical body for more than ten days, so he knows too little.

"Brother, just call if you need anything." Fatty Luo's friendly intentions were obvious.

After all, it is very good for him to make friends with a young awakened person.

But he didn't know that Song Qiuchen was not an awakened person when he made a big oolong.

"Okay." Song Qiuchen nodded, ready to leave.

"That's right, brother."

"The two people you killed just now are from the Chen Martial Arts Hall."

"Chen Sanhu, the curator of the Chen Family Martial Arts Academy, is rather domineering, and he will be punished for any wrongdoing. You have to be careful."

Fatty Luo remembered something and reminded.

The voice fell.

Song Qiuchen's figure paused for a moment.

"Thank you." He cupped his fists and turned to leave.

After a long time, after making sure no one followed.

Song Qiuchen stopped in his tracks, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Made a mistake myself.

Although it is normal for warriors to kill in this world, there is no guarantee that the other party will not take revenge on those close to him.

In this life, he has his own family, and his parents are ordinary mortals with no cultivation.

You must do everything cleanly and cleanly.

Although his image has changed a lot, this world is technologically advanced, and there are many modern methods that he doesn't know about.

With these methods, it is still possible for the people in Chen's Martial Art Museum to trace his identity.

In this way, parents will be in danger.

So now there is only one choice, and that is to preemptively strike and wipe out the roots.

Song Qiuchen's expression remained calm, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

Qiujiang City, Chen's Martial Arts Gym.

The owner of the hall, Chen Sanhu, was a peak martial artist of the second rank. He dropped out of the Martial Arts University when he was young, and forcibly used his fists to create a world in the border of Qiujiang City.

Martial arts hall recruits those apprentices who can't pass the martial arts university but want to become martial artists. Of course, the tuition fees are very expensive.

There are only [-] official disciples, and now there are only [-] left, but each of them is a first-rank or second-rank early martial artist, and they have a reputation in the underground of Qiujiang City.

As for Chen Sanhu, he himself is quite well connected in the Qiujiang Investigative Division.

Chen's Martial Arts Hall is an independent house located in the corner of Qiujiang City.

There are dead ends on three sides, blocked by high walls.

There is only a small alley of [-] meters, leading from the south to the gate of the martial arts hall.

This is the only way to get to the martial arts hall.

At this moment, it was already late at night, and the ordinary apprentices in the martial arts hall had already gone home.

All formal disciples were summoned to the martial arts hall, and the owner, Chen Sanhu, was furious in the martial arts hall.

"Check it out for me!"

"Check out this little bastard!"

"Dare to kill a disciple of my Chen's Martial Arts Academy in full view on my territory, and I will let his whole family be buried with him!"

Chen Sanhu's furious voice spread throughout the martial arts hall.

The disciples under him took action immediately, preparing to use their connections to find out the details of the life-or-death young man.

And at this time.

All of a sudden, all the lights in the martial arts hall went out, and all the monitoring systems failed.

"who is it?"

Chen Sanhu jumped up suddenly, a feeling of palpitation made his hairs stand on end.

This is his intuition whenever he encounters a crisis. It is very accurate and has been tried and tested.

(End of this chapter)