Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Jin Zerun lowered his head, his eyes were gloomy, he gently took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the meat stuffing on his body.

Until he wiped it all off, his eyes swept over the oil stains on his body that could not be wiped off, and his fists clenched tightly.

Few people know that this strong man of the Zheng family actually has a slight mysophobia.

"Child from China, do you think your life is long?" Jin Zerun's voice was low, and there was a murderous look in his eyes.

Qin Xuan smiled indifferently, "My life is destined to be much longer than yours."

"There is an old saying in China, it is a pleasure to have friends from afar. Similarly, there is also a saying that those who offend China will be punished even if they are far away. You came to China from such a long distance. I wonder if you chose good wine or swords?"

His words were calm, his eyes were indifferent, but what he said stunned everyone.

Especially the Qian brothers, after feeling Jin Zerun's strength, they were very afraid of this strong man. Now, someone actually said this to Jin Zerun?

Who is this guy? Is he crazy?

The two of them had never seen Qin Xuan, let alone that the person in front of them was Master Qin.

Of course, they were not without expectations. After all, they knew that Master Qin was in Mo Qinglian's car.

It's just that Qin Xuan is too young. How many masters in China are under the age of thirty? In the past hundred years, there are probably only the former Jiangnan He Taisui and Liu Jinyu who just entered the Xiantian realm.

"Is it because Master Qin is in the car that you are so unscrupulous?" One of the old men whispered and shook his head, "Even if Master Qin appears in person, he may not be the opponent of this Nan Gao master."

The other old man felt deeply. The pain from his broken arms made them remember the strength of this Nan Gao master all the time, and they took the time to recuperate in this gap.

The military officer and his soldiers also stared at Qin Xuan's figure, stunned.

"This guy, isn't he the eldest son of a certain family?" A soldier muttered in a low voice, with some disgust in his words.

As soon as he spoke, he felt a sharp gaze, which immediately made him close his mouth and dared not speak.

The gaze came from the school officer. After he warned, his gaze moved to Qin Xuan again, frowning.

No matter who this young man is, it is definitely the most unwise choice to rashly anger an overseas strongman. Or does this young man rely on someone?

Only Xiao Rujun, he looked at Qin Xuan's figure, his heart was full of mixed feelings.

He knew that Qin Xuan was the famous Master Qin in Linhai, and he knew that this young man was his daughter's friend. Of course, it could not be a boyfriend. Xiao Wu's character, although he had only seen Xiao Wu once in the past fifteen years, he also knew his daughter's character.

Even if this young man was Master Qin, he could not be called excellent.

Xiao Wu had been in the ancient temple since she was a child, and she worshipped Buddha. How could she fall in love with a man? What's more, Xiao Rujun didn't think that Master Qin, who rashly provoked Hai Qing and even had blood on his hands, was a good match. This had nothing to do with strength.

But because of this, Qin Xuan's sudden appearance made him feel more complicated.

He didn't know why Qin Xuan appeared. When he wanted to ask for help before, Qin Xuan ignored him. Now he actually showed up again?

Xiao Rujun took a deep breath. This Master Qin was really hard to guess.

Jin Zerun heard Qin Xuan's words and laughed instead of getting angry. The laughter continued in this abandoned factory.

"Boy, didn't your elders tell you that you should know how to respect the strong?" Jin Zerun stopped laughing. "What I hate most is this point of China. Those who offend China must be punished even if they are far away? Haha, it's ridiculous."

"Now, there are more than a hundred people who come to invade China? Where are your Chinese swords?"

These arrogant and contemptuous words made everyone change their faces.

Especially those soldiers and officers in the distance, all showed angry expressions. If it weren't for the order, they would have wanted to beat this Nangao man into a sieve.

Jin Zerun continued to laugh wildly, "Now I'm standing here, where are the swords?"

"Those who offend China will be punished no matter how far away they are, it's just a joke!"

"Only you, a group of self-righteous Chinese people, would be so foolish to believe it, it's really ridiculous. Do you really think that you are still in the era of the Tang Dynasty and the Han Dynasty when hundreds of countries came to pay tribute?"

"I originally admired the martial arts of China, but unfortunately, after seeing it in recent days, I found that the martial arts of China is just like this."

Every time Jin Zerun said a word, the faces of the people around him became uglier.

"Enough!" Xiao Rujun suddenly shouted, his eyes cold as ice.

"You are not qualified to say this! How is China, and you can't evaluate it?" The Qian brothers also spoke angrily, almost unable to suppress the anger in their hearts, "When you one day, you have completely destroyed my Chinese martial arts, and then you can say this again. It's a bit heavyQuantity."

Jin Zerun smiled proudly and glanced at the Qian brothers.

"A defeated general dares to mention the word qualification in front of me?"

He smiled contemptuously, "As for the day of destroying the Chinese martial arts, I think it is not far away. The premise is that the Chinese martial arts still exist, and not collapse in one blow."

"You..." The faces of the Qian brothers suddenly turned dark purple, and all the blood in their bodies gathered above their necks, and their eyebrows trembled with anger.

"However, you may not live to see that day. When I kill this ignorant kid, I will kill you two and Xiao Rujun, and then kill An Ning."

Jin Zerun sneered and turned his eyes back to Qin Xuan.

Hearing Jin Zerun's words, Qin Xuan didn't care and smiled dumbly.

"Where is the Chinese sword? It's just a joke that those who offend China will be punished no matter how far away they are?"

"You dare to say this! "

Qin Xuan shook his head, feeling both amused and annoyed, "I just want to ask one question, do you dare to say this in front of Ning Ziyang?"

Jin Zerun's face froze. Ning Ziyang was a half-step earthly immortal, equivalent to their Nan Gaotian Fist Great Success, a half-step supreme realm strongman, how dare he have this courage? Even if he was confident that he could rival the innate, in front of Ning Ziyang, he was definitely not good enough.

"Why should I argue with the dead. "Jin Zerun's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he was about to blow up the boy's head.

Suddenly, the damned brat in his eyes had a ray of light on his waist. Immediately, this ray of light magnified in his pupils and turned into a seven-foot-long sword. The black sword edge was like the starry sky, and even the sunlight was split in two by the sword.

At the moment when this long sword appeared, Jin Zerun suddenly felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet, spreading to his limbs and bones, and his pores stood up. In the scorching early sun, he shuddered.

"You..."

He just opened his mouth and suddenly found that his body He moved instinctively and jumped to the side.

Time seemed to stop at this moment.

Everyone felt that the figure of the young man suddenly disappeared, and when he appeared again, he had fallen behind Jin Zerun.

Jin Zerun still maintained the posture of jumping out, but unfortunately, he seemed unable to jump out again.

The edge of the Eternal Sword was shaking gently, and a trace of red blood slowly flowed down the edge of the sword and dripped into the soil.

Qin Xuan smiled, and the Eternal Sword turned into a ray of light and returned to his waist.

"Since you dare not say so in front of Ning Ziyang, then you should not say so in front of me!"

Qin Xuan's eyes were very calm, and he never looked at Jin Zerun again.

"Let me tell you where the swords of China are!"

He turned around leisurely, and his voice came out slowly.

"Here! "

As the voice fell, blood began to flow from Jin Zerun's throat, and his head fell from his neck.

Blood gushed out, and the body fell to the ground.

In the bloody rain, Qin Xuan walked to Mo Qinglian's side, and the two entered the car, leaving the crowd in silence and sluggishness.