Rebirth – City Cultivation Chapter 37: Respect me like god!

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The three magic spells in Jade Symbol are the most powerful with Dispel Demons Divine Thunder. They are the first to hit the sun, and they specialize in breaking various Divine Sense, Yin soul, Spirit Body, baleful qi.

At the moment the thunder sounded, Black Mist screamed terribly, fleeing back ten times faster than it had come. But which of Immortal Cultivator's magic spell is so easy to avoid?

Chen Fan held Thunder and Lightning and threw it violently!

"Boom!"

As if there was a thunderbolt on a sunny day, a flash of lightning extended from his hand, winding serpentinely nine times in the air, hitting on the dark mist. The black mist had almost no resistance, just like the white snow under the blazing sun, instantly disappearing invisible. Then Thunder and Lightning was not castrated, but instead went further, splitting on the ‘pottery jar’ in the hands of Master Wu.

"Ah!"

Master Wu screamed and fell to the ground suddenly, the clay pot was directly smashed by thunder and turned into smoke.

Thunder rolls, sweeping out like invisible waves. The windows and glass of the entire hall were shattered on the spot. The hall seemed to be in disarray as a typhoon passed through.

"Heaven ... the lightning method of Heavenly Master!"

Master Wu's hair was upright, his hands were full of black and gray, and his mouth could not stop exclaiming.

He looked at Chen Fan as if the rabbit saw tiger. When I saw another group of Thunder and Lightning in Chen Fan's hands, my pupils shrank, and I didn't care about the fairy bones and Master style anymore.

"Master spares his life, the disciples no longer dare, no longer dare!"

The Master Wu was beaten by the Chen Fan, and there was still a little bit of resistance. Only the non-stop kowtowing for mercy.

In the eyes of everyone shocked, Chen Fan takes a step forward:

"I break you magic spell, Don't you submit?"

"Serve, serve, serve, I submit!" Master Wu trembles again and again.

Chen Fan goes one step further and screams:

"I ruin you magical instrument, bad you, Don't you submit?"

"Serve, serve, serve, and of course serve." Master Wu is like garlic.

Chen Fan takes control of the Thunder and screams:

"I smash your business, lose your reputation, and make you kneel for mercy, Don't you submit?"

"The disciple is convinced to take oral, and the convinced to take oral." Master Wu's head bleeds and mourns.

"Since you are convinced to take it orally, then spare your life for the time being."

"Go! If you let me know that you will step into Chuzhou again in the future, you will definitely be wiped out, and Divine Soul will be scattered." Chen Fan dispersed the thunder in his hand, overlooking Master Wu on his knees, just like watching ants.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

Master Wu did n’t even dare to lift his head, trembling up from the ground, and no matter who else was, he fled away even if he crawled.

Chen Fan carried his hands on his back and looked at Xing Zhong, Boss Gu and others.

Even though Xing Zhong is a hawk person of the hour with more than ten years of Jiangbei, at this time under his plain eyes, his back became cold and his legs were trembling.

What kind of person of the hour is Master Wu, can Driving God scold ghosts, kill people in the sky, and has a great reputation in Zhongzhou province. However, this kind of existence was defeated in front of Chen Fan, kneeling down to beg for mercy, and dared not resist at all. He Xing Zhong is just a mortal, how dare to contend with the **** Immortal who is in charge of Thunder and Lightning.

"Chen ... Chen Master, modern society, murder is illegal."

His face was white, his hands supporting his body, trying hard.

"You just screamed at me, why is there no such prestige now?" Chen Fan looked at him with interest.

Xing Zhong's perspiration was raised, and his heart trembled.

"Chen Master, please spare my life, I will give you whatever you want." Xing Zhong bowed his head and bowed.

The other Chuzhou rich people saw the Xing Zhong who had just stood tall and on their feet, but at this time they bowed their heads to a 16-year-old high school student with low eyebrows, begging for mercy, and the mood was mixed.

When I saw Chen Fan in Great Expert / everybody at the beginning, I did n’t even think about it. When I heard that he was just a friend of Wei Ziqing and still working in a part-time bar in a middle school, he treated him like a joke.

As a result, Chen Fan now controls Thunder and Lightning, defeats Master Wu, reprimands Xing Zhong, arrogant on the spot, and will die, but none of the people present dared to say half a word against it.

Let them have billions of dollars and great power, it seems that there is no point in front of Chen Fan.

"This is the big person of the hour of genuine."

Old Zheng was holding the Taishi chair with both hands and was shocked.

Even if he has seen the provincial and ministerial tycoon, the richest man on the Forbes list, he does not have half of the style of Chen Fan.

The kind of spirit that looks down on the world and is proud of everything, I am afraid that only genuine will have the talent to control the powerful forces. Money and power are foreign objects after all, so they can't be nestled alongside at the critical moment.

Han Yun is now staring at the beautiful eyes, looking at Chen Fan inconceivably. A minute ago, Master Wu was still arrogant, arrogant, Chen Fan could only sit there and wait to die. Now Master Wu is kneeling and begging for mercy, fleeing in embarrassment, Tianhe / Milky Way boss Xing Zhong even bowed his head to admit his mistakes and dared not argue.

Chen Fan, standing proudly alone, overwhelming the rich man bowed his head.

"I thought you were only friends of Wei Ziqing, so I'm not afraid of them Chu Minghui ..... Unexpectedly, this is your dependence?"

Looking at the young man with his hands on the field, overlapping with the Chen Fan holding Divine Thunder just now, Han Yun was shocked from the heart.

No wonder he did not take Chu Minghui, Li Yichen and others in his eyes at all.

No wonder he saw Wei Third Master, Old Zheng, boss Yan and other big person of the hour, but he did not care.

No wonder Master Wu is so arrogant, he wants to control ghosts and kill people, and he looks the same.

It turns out that he really has a chance to rely on! Holding the Thunder in his hand, he is in the palm of life and death. Although this Chen Fan still looks ordinary, in the eyes of Han Yun, it is more attractive than the top handsome guy.

"Xurong Concubine ’s silly girl is really a fool and a blessing. She even chose a Qianlong, how did I not see through his surface at that time? If I had a good relationship with him at that time, I might not have a chance to get from Xurong Concubine Lieutenant General He took it. "

Unforgettable remorse in Han Yun's heart.

She knows that after today, Chen Fan is no longer that ordinary teenager, but the big person of the hour of Chuzhou genuine.

These rich people are basically the giants of Chuzhou Thailand. Just look at the fanatical look in their eyes and know that they have been conquered by Chen Fan. From now on, I am afraid that they will offer Chen Fan as their ancestors.

Chen Fan didn't care about this at this time, but turned to Boss Gu and said:

"You just auctioned the Eight Diagrams Disk, what is the highest price?"

Boss Gu lips were trembling, speechless. It was the boss Yan of the textile group who dared to say:

"Chen Master, the highest price reported by boss Xing just now is 45 million!"

"45 million?"

Chen Fan flicked his finger and looked at Xing Zhong.

"Since this is the case, I will not increase the price. How about you buy your life with the 45 million?"

Xing Zhong heard the words, and there was a flesh of pain on his face.

Even if he is worth more than one billion yuan, most of it is real estate. Many have bank loans. Forty-five million yuan, even if he took it out for a while, would have to hurt his bones.

But how dare he say half a word at this time?

He did n’t want Chen Fan and an Thunder and Lightning to call him and beat him like a pottery pot ghost.

"Yes! Yes! Forty-five million is forty-five million, I will."

As Xing Zhong spoke, blood dripped from his heart.

"Within three days, I want these 45 million to be placed in front of me. Otherwise, ..." Chen Fan smiled and did not continue, but everyone understood what he meant.

If Xing Zhong dare not give money, let Chen Fan go to the door to ask for debts, then I am afraid that it is not just about money, but about life.

Although the words of Chen Fan are plain, but Xing Zhong dared to ignore his threats, he nodded his head again and again, hoping to write a blood book on the spot.

"Okay, you can go."

Chen Fan waved his hands impatiently, like sending a fly.

If people such as Xing Zhong and Boss Gu are on amnesty, they dare to stay for a while and run away.

Han Yun walked over with his teeth, and a pair of beautiful eyes looked at him, shining strangely.

She asked boldly:

"Chen Master, you just let them go?"

When it comes to this, Han Yun pauses, a bit hesitant.

"Xing Zhong, Boss Gu they are easy to say. But that surnamed Wu is not a good person at first glance, magic spell of practice is also ghostly, I am afraid that he will have revenge."

Facing the good intentions of Han Yun, Chen Fan said lightly:

"Anyway, he has been scared by me."

"After today, he respects me like a god."

Although the tone is weak, it brings strong and unmatched confidence.

Han Yun shuddered at the words, and felt more strongly about the teenager.

At this moment, a surprise sound suddenly entered.

"Chen Master, I know you are vast Divine Ability and Magic Power boundless. So what is the surname Wu, just clay chickens and pottery dogs, how can you be a hit."

We saw that Wei Third Master ran out from behind a group of bodyguards, three steps and two steps to Chen Fan, and looked at him fiercely, just like starch for brains saw an idol.

"Old Wei I's great name, how did you give birth to your wonderful son like you?"

Chen Fan has no choice but to support his forehead, and he sighs in his heart.

PS: Thank you for the direction of my heart, 1888 and red envelopes where winter snow has faded, thank you 588 for breaking the sword, thank you for the crazy psychiatric hospital director, Jin Junhe, Einstein God, Qingfeng Sword Saint, Three streams, five strings, medium 0, reward from the return of the robber. On the first day of the new week, ask for a ticket O (∩_∩) O