"What are you still doing in a daze? Didn't you hear Mr. Wang's words? Why don't you send Yuxi to our famous Chen Guolao?"

Yu Tianhai, who was sitting in front of Wang Chongming, finally spoke, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

When the waitress in a cheongsam heard this, she took the jade seal and walked up to Mr. Chen step by step, and put it on the table.

This scene, in the eyes of everyone, was undoubtedly ridiculed to the extreme.

"Get lost..." Chen Mengxuan raised her hand and was about to knock Yuxi away.

But at this time, Mr. Chen stretched out his hand to stop her, looked up at Wang Chongming, and said indifferently: "Do you really think that my Chen family can't pinch you to death?"

"Hahahaha..." Wang Chongming laughed loudly: "Chen Hanguo, Chen Hanguo, do you really think that you are still the old Chen Guo?"

"Look, open your dog eyes and see, how many people in Jingzhou are willing to stand in your Chen's house and support you?"

"After living for so many years, you should have lived enough!"

"Today is your day of death!"

After the words fell, hurried footsteps came from the stairs beside her.

A guy wearing a simple robe and a pair of cloth shoes on his feet, who looked like an expert from outside the world, almost landed in the infield in a way of walking through the air.

This man was blind in one eye, and he looked only in his forties, but he carried an aloof aura all over his body, and an invisible aura covered his whole body.

A moon-like object was hung around his neck, and thick calluses had been worn on his ten fingers due to long-term boxing practice.

The moment they entered the infield, the big bosses in the venue all showed shock.

"Prisoner Tiancheng? It turned out to be...it was Prisoner Tiancheng!"

"What? Prisoner Tiancheng is still alive?"

"The underground emperor of Jingzhou ten years ago has returned to Jingzhou?"

"However, this guy looks like he has completely changed himself? He walks like a tiger!"

"I've long heard that Prison Tiancheng worshiped a famous teacher overseas, practiced excellent kung fu with him, and became a member of the hidden sect!"

Hidden man?

Hearing the discussion of these people around, Tang Xuan's heart froze, this guy named Prisoner Tiancheng in front of him is the real person from the Hidden Sect?
He squinted his eyes and stared at this person, a ray of vitality floated in his eyes, and he could really feel that there was a faint condensed energy in this person.

This is internal gas?
"Grandpa, didn't you drive this guy out of Jingzhou? How dare you come back..." Chen Mengxuan was a little surprised when she saw this man.

When Tang Xuan heard the words, he suddenly understood a general idea in his heart. It seems that this guy named Prison Tiancheng is the old enemy of Mr. Chen.

From the people who were defeated by him before, it can be heard that this so-called hidden doorman is definitely not a character to be provoked.

The guy in front of him was the underground emperor of Jingzhou ten years ago, so he must be a ruthless character.

Now, how should Mr. Chen deal with it?

Tang Xuanrao took a sip of tea with great interest, and he would not make a move unless it was absolutely necessary.

After all, the life and death of Mr. Chen has nothing to do with him. Although he is on Mr. Chen's side, there is no need for him to help.

Besides, for a family that can stand in Jingzhou for such a long time, would there be no life-saving cards behind it?
"Chen Hanguo, you old bastard, why don't you roll over and kneel down when you see me?" This prisoner Tiancheng is worthy of being the underground emperor, he has endured the violence for ten years, and finally has a chance to vent it.

He ignored the others, but directly pulled a chair, sat in front of Mr. Chen, and grinned a few times.

After all, Chen Hanguo is old and has seen all kinds of big scenes. He was just a little surprised by the appearance of Prison Tiancheng, and soon calmed down: "Wang Chongming, Yu Tianhai, these are the two of you, please come and deal with me Chen's trump card?"

"Old man, do you dare to be arrogant when you are about to die?"

"I advise you to quickly kneel down and beg Master Prisoner for mercy, maybe he can leave your whole body!" Yu Tianhai said disdainfully and mockingly: "After all, you, Chen Hanguo, have never kowtowed before in your life, so it is just for everyone to see and see, don't you think? "

"Hahahaha..." Some big bosses who were vassals of Yu Tianhai laughed loudly.

Chen Hanguo was neither angry nor angry, but looked at Prison Tiancheng: "Prison Tiancheng, have you forgotten how you begged me to let you go?"

"Forget? How could I forget!" Prisoner Tiancheng sneered, and his eyes burst into fierceness: "In the past ten years, I have been practicing day and night, just for today!"

"Chen Hanguo, the humiliation I suffered ten years ago, I will take back ten times today, and I want you to kill yourself, thank you, sin!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Tiancheng raised his hand and slammed the hammer on the table, causing the entire ground of the cruise ship to shake!

On the remaining two floors, there were faint exclamations from some tourists.

"This is the power of the Hidden Gate Master?" Someone in the crowd exclaimed in shock, shaking such a large cruise ship with a single palm, this is not something ordinary people can do.

When Chen Hanguo saw this scene, he didn't panic. Instead, he stood up from his chair, walked in front of everyone step by step, and watched the entire infield condescendingly.

The cloudy eyes were full of disdain.

It seems that from this time on, he really became the "Chen Guolao" who was once famous in Jingzhou, and his aura from top to bottom has taken on a new look.

There was actually a vague tendency to suppress everyone present.

"Do you think that you can do whatever you want after becoming a member of the hidden sect?" Chen Hanguo said calmly, "Ten years ago, Mr. Chen was able to drive you out of this Jingzhou."

"Ten years later, it's still the same."

The words fall.

Chen Hanguo looked at a certain seat in the arena.

There sat an old man sipping tea. He had white hair and a thin body, no different from an ordinary person. When he saw the eyes of everyone, he smiled lightly.

Then, he slammed the table and chairs, the whole person soared into the sky, and landed in front of Chen Hanguo, and landed with a gust of breeze.

The sleeves fluttered, not losing to Tiancheng at all.

When Tang Xuan saw this person appearing, he couldn't help raising his brows. This person also had internal energy, could it be that he was another hidden person?
When did he sit there?

I didn't notice it at all.

Practitioners on this earth still have the ability to hide their breath?
"Actually, a few days ago, Grandpa knew that Wang Chongming had invited a Hidden Sect master from overseas, but he didn't know that it was Prisoner Tiancheng."

"So, just to be on guard, grandpa also invited people from the hidden door."

Chen Mengxuan explained in a soft voice: "This time I deliberately got into the urn, it's just that Grandpa just planned to solve this trouble."

"This old man, named Tian Lao, is a member of a faction called 'Tianji Sect' in the Yinmen."

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