Xu Te is very confident in his marksmanship.

He is even more confident about the Desert Eagle in his hand.

The Desert Eagle pistol bullet has a diameter of eight millimeters. This special bullet is extremely powerful and extremely fast. Within a short distance, warriors in the early stage of the Grand Master realm have no way to fight against it.

Xu Te breathed a sigh of relief. He raised his pistol and took advantage of Chen Yang's injury to fire three more shots.

however!

next moment!

The golden bullet flew in front of Chen Yang. Chen Yang waved his hand and the bullet suddenly disappeared.

Xu Te was stunned for a moment, and quickly fired again, but it was too late. Chen Yang suddenly flicked his palm, and the Desert Eagle's bullet flew back.

With a "swipe", it went directly into Xu Te's neck.

Xu Te covered his neck and fell to the ground. He stared at Chen Yang in disbelief with his big eyes.

At this moment, Xu Te realized that the strength of Chen Yang in front of him had actually reached the master level.

Moreover, he is not an ordinary warrior in the early stage of the Grandmaster Realm. His strength has even reached the late stage of the Grandmaster Realm, or even its peak.

How could such a young man be so powerful?

With a "plop", Xu Te fell to the ground, completely dead.

Chen Yang came over, looked at Xu Te's body, and frowned slightly. Before he could ask him why he wanted to arrest Yi Yi and Su Yan, he didn't expect this guy to seek his own death.

Chen Yang shook his head and picked up the Desert Eagle in Xu Te's hand. This pistol was obviously specially handmade, more powerful and with less recoil.

Chen Yang stuffed the pistol into his pocket, intending to give it to Su Yan. If Su Yan was in danger again, she could rely on this pistol to surprise and kill the enemy.

Chen Yang turned around and was about to leave when a coughing sound of "cough cough cough" suddenly came from the wall on the right.

Chen Yang stopped and looked sharply at the wall. Unexpectedly, there was someone hiding inside the wall.

Chen Yang touched around on the wall, and finally found a button under a lampstand. After twisting it off, the wall cracked, and a secret room appeared behind it.

Chen Yang walked into the secret room. There was a desk, a safe, and an iron pillar beside the desk.

There was a middle-aged man tied to the pillar, and the cough just now came from this middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man had bruises all over his body and a slovenly beard. It was obvious that he had suffered a lot before.

Chen Yang walked up to the middle-aged man and patted his face.

The man raised his head, his eyes gleaming with hatred.

Although he was seriously injured, his eyes remained firm.

Hei Lang said coldly: "Kill me directly. Don't waste your efforts. There is no way to take away the brothers and property of my Black Wolf Group."

Chen Yang felt a little strange after hearing what this man said. He said, "I have killed the boss of the Blood Knife Sect, and the entire Blood Knife Association is almost dead as well. I am not from the Blood Knife Sect, so you don't need to be nervous."

Chen Yang said, suddenly breaking the rope and letting go of the middle-aged man.

Then, Chen Yang walked towards the desk and safe.

He touched the desk. There were many documents on the desk, but there were no other good things.

Chen Yang arrived in front of the safe. The safe was not locked, but ajar.

Chen Yang opened the safe, revealing a long blood-red knife, and at the same time, a very pure spiritual energy rushed towards him from the safe.

Chen Yang couldn't help but said: "Damn, it's such a rich spiritual energy, this is a precious sword!"

Chen Yang held the blood-red long knife in his hand. Complex runes were engraved on the blade, and streams of spiritual energy poured out from the blade.

However, the sword's own spiritual energy was obviously running low. From the handle to the back of the sword, everything was dimmed, except for the tip of the sword, which still retained a trace of blood-red spiritual energy.

When Chen Yang saw this, he shook his head speechlessly and said, "It's such a waste of resources. Such a good knife was actually obtained by bastards like the Blood Knife Sect. No wonder their strength has improved so quickly!"

Chen Yang put the knife into his arms and looked into the safe again.

There are more than 30 pieces of nugget gold in the safe. The nugget gold is very pure and valuable.

Chen Yang took out the gold. After a preliminary estimate, it was at least more than 2000 million.

Chen Yang smiled, picked up his schoolbag, packed the gold, and prepared to leave.

The black wolf on the ground looked at Chen Yang in surprise. He thought he was dead, but he didn't expect that a young man suddenly appeared and said that he would kill him with a blood knife. This... how is this possible?

Hei Lang looked outside the office and saw Xu Te's body. At this moment, he believed that indeed, the Blood Knife Society had been destroyed and that Chen Yang was his savior.

Hei Lang struggled to get up and said to Chen Yang: "Wait, my benefactor, I haven't asked my name yet, cough cough cough."

Black Wolf said a few words and then immediately coughed loudly.

Chen Yang turned his head and glanced at Hei Lang, then he walked over, grabbed Hei Lang's wrist, and touched it with his fingers.

Chen Yang said: "You are a little Zhou Tian warrior. Although you have skin injuries and will be severely tortured by the blood knife, your injuries are not serious."

"However, there is obviously something wrong with your lungs. It should be caused by heavy metal residues, causing damage to the lung meridians."

Hei Lang raised his head in surprise and said with a wry smile: "I didn't expect that my benefactor was a miracle doctor. Indeed, more than ten years ago, I took my brothers to work in a factory. I didn't expect that the owner of the factory was a bastard."

"There was obviously heavy metal poisonous gas in the factory, but he never told us. Eventually, my brothers and I all inhaled the dust and developed lung abscesses."

Having said this, Hei Lang shook his head in shame.

Chen Yang said: "That's right, but this is not a serious illness. You are lying on the ground now."

Hei Lang looked at Chen Yang strangely, wondering what Chen Yang meant.

Chen Yang directly pushed Hei Lang to the ground. Then, he raised his palm and slapped Hei Lang's shoulder blade with a "bang, bang, bang" sound.

At the same time, the Taoist magic power in Chen Yang's hand passed through his palm, followed the lung acupoints on Hei Lang's shoulder blades, and rushed directly into the meridians of Hei Lang's lungs.

After three palm strikes, Black Wolf suddenly coughed violently.

"Cough cough cough", he coughed heavily for more than ten times in a row.

Then, Hei Lang spit out seven or eight mouthfuls of thick phlegm.

Black and smelly thick phlegm fell to the ground. In the blink of an eye, Hei Lang felt that his lungs were much lighter, and he no longer felt the urge to cough.

Hei Lang raised his head in surprise and looked at Chen Yang in disbelief.

Chen Yang nodded and said: "That's about it. Although these heavy metals are very toxic, they are still relatively easy to excrete."

After saying that, Chen Yang was about to turn around and leave.

Seeing this scene, Hei Lang knelt down with a plop, grabbed Chen Yang's ankle, and said tremblingly: "Benefactor, please...please tell me my name, and please save my people too." Bros."

"I, Hei Lang, am willing to spend the rest of my life working as an ox or a horse to repay my benefactor's great kindness. As long as you can save my brothers from the sea of ​​fire and out of pain, I beg you."

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