Rebirth of the Urban Madman

When the almost furious old man of the Xiao family came to the ancestral house after hearing the news, he saw exactly this scene.

A young man who looked only 17 or 18 years old, too young, stood alone in front of him. The younger generations of his family were all silent, and there were two injured. Xiao Ling, who was quite talented in management, had a nephew who was still attending a prestigious school.

The old man walked like a dragon and a tiger. At the age of more than 70, he gave people a momentum like an old dragon coiling around a mountain, and even made people ignore the old man behind him who was actually half a step away from the innate.

"Old man!"

In the ancestral house of the Xiao family, where only the sound of drizzle hitting the ground could be heard, a voice of shame finally rang out.

Xiao Ling lowered his head and clenched his fists, "Xiao Ling, I'm sorry to disappoint you!"

Guarding the ancestral house is not a big deal, but if he can't even do this well, then Xiao Ling's future can be imagined.

"Is Xiao Wu in there?"

The old man of the Xiao family suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice.

His eyes exuded the aura of a person who had been in a high position for a long time, staring at Qin Xuan.

However, Qin Xuan just glanced at him lightly and said nothing. This attitude can be considered as ignoring, and even more as arrogance.

In fact, whether it is ignoring the old man of the Xiao family, the head of the southern tycoon, or being arrogant, it is not something that ordinary strong people can do. There must be a standard, at least the innate grandmaster.

In today's era, money may not necessarily make the strong bow their heads, but when the money reaches a certain amount, there will be a qualitative change. That is a change that even the innate is unwilling to offend, and it is also the reason why the Xiao family has been rich in half of China for so many years, but it is still as stable as Mount Tai.

Old Master Xiao took a deep breath, and he asked again: "Xiao Wu, is it in there?"

This time, his speech speed was very slow, more like the depression before the storm.

Of course, the result was no different.

How could Qin Xuan pay attention to him? The identity of this old man Xiao, at least in Qin Xuan's eyes, is as insignificant as dust.

The old man could no longer hold back his rage, "How dare you!"

The other party broke into his ancestral home of the Xiao family and disrupted the funeral of his beloved son, and now he has ignored him again and again. If old man Xiao doesn't get angry again, he will not be Xiao Hanjiang who is in the Chinese and even international business world.

When he shouted, the half-step innate strongman behind him who was responsible for nearly 100 million yuan in salary every year had already taken action.

He was wearing a tight suit, with no hair on his head, only the two thick white eyebrows like pythons were tightly twisted.

At the same time, a majestic white aura shook all the surrounding drizzle into mist, which spread all around.

"If you kneel down and admit your mistake, I will give you a way to live!" Yin Xin's eyes were full of brilliance, and he shouted like thunder, "But if you continue to be so ignorant of life and death, then on the road to the underworld, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Qin Xuan, who had been unmoved, finally frowned.

He raised his palm, and his left hand seemed to write something on his right hand. Then, in the surprised eyes of many people, a layer of hazy light shone on his palm.

Qin Xuan clapped his palm behind him, and the hazy light seemed to turn into a layer of cloth, covering the main house.

Then, Qin Xuan's eyes fell on Yin Xin.

"She is worshiping!"

"You are too noisy!"

Qin Xuan said lightly: "If you make noise again, get out of here!"

He used some means to isolate the sound and isolate the inside and outside. Qin Xuan didn't want others to disturb Xiao Wu. He knew that Xiao Wu had a lot to say and talk to Xiao Rujun.

As a friend of Xiao Wu, how could Qin Xuan tolerate these noisy guys disturbing him here?

Even though this was originally the territory of the Xiao family.

All the Xiao family members were stunned and looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief.

Yin Xin sneered: "I thought you were silent all the time and thought you were a mute. Unfortunately, it's better for you not to speak, it will only make you die faster."

As soon as the voice fell, Yin Xin's figure disappeared.

The white aura seemed to turn into a white dragon, wrapping his body in it, disappearing in front of everyone, turning into a white light, and rushing straight to Qin Xuan.

Yin Xin has been a master for many years, he can't say he is very confident, but he doesn't think much of this young man.

What qualifications does a child with a bone age of seventeen or eighteen years old have for him to think highly of?

Even if it was the evildoers from the five major families in Kyoto, or Liu Jinyu, He Taisui, or even the recently famous Little Zhenwu from the Dragon and Tiger Taoist Temple, how strong would he be at the age of seventeen or eighteen?

It was already difficult to become a master, let alone his opponent.

So, why did Yin Xin take it seriously?

He believed that as long as he took action, this ignorant and fearless person who dared to break into the ancestral temple of the Xiao family would beThe dolls in the house will completely know what a wrong choice they have made.

Bang!

The sound was not loud, like a stone cracking, in the drizzle.

Not to mention Yin Xin, Xiao Hanjiang, and even the Xiao family members present thought that Qin Xuan would retreat in defeat or die in one blow, but the reality made them completely dumbfounded.

A bald man retreated faster than before, not only that, he directly "flew" outside the ancestral house, retreating hundreds of meters.

What is unbelievable is that the weak young man standing in front of the door is still as still as a mountain at this moment.

On the contrary, the half-step grandmaster Yin Lao, who came with great momentum and even had a thunderous reputation, was actually blown away.

They didn't even see how Qin Xuan made his move, and everyone fell into incredible confusion.

Especially Xiao Hanjiang, he stared with his eyes, as if he had seen a ghost.

He was the first to react. He turned his head and looked at Yin Xin, who was seriously injured, coughing up blood, and holding a charred chest. His face instantly became extremely ugly.

Among them, the most unbelievable one was of course Yin Xin.

He was sweating profusely, and the terrifying power in his body, like thunder, was rushing like a galloping horse. Yin Xin vomited a mouthful of dirty blood. Looking carefully, he found that there was a trace of fine green lightning in the dirty blood.

"How is this possible!" Yin Xin looked at the figure in the distance that he could no longer despise in despair.

How could a child with a bone age of seventeen or eighteen years old have such terrifying strength?

He was seriously injured to this extent with just one punch. Could it be that this child is a congenital grandmaster?

Thinking of this, Yin Xin's face instantly turned extremely pale.

A congenital?

If this is true, then his action is undoubtedly a self-humiliation, and even the bone age he judged may not count. In fact, this child who looks only 17 or 18 years old is very likely to be an old monster who has lived for 100 or 200 years.

"Do you know what you are doing?"

Xiao Hanjiang spoke, and the rage on his face disappeared a lot.

A strong man who can defeat Yin Xin with one move has the qualifications to make him pay attention.

Qin Xuan smiled indifferently, and he knew what he was doing.

Behind him was a woman whose parents died suddenly, and whose close people and even the temple where she lived since childhood were all deserted. It can be said that she had nothing. For Xiao Wu, all these experiences were undoubtedly equivalent to the collapse of the whole world and fragmentation.

Qin Xuan knew very well what he should do as a friend.

He looked at Xiao Hanjiang quietly with a leisurely look in his eyes.

A southern tycoon has much more power than this. If there is only a strong man who is a half-step grandmaster, it is impossible to keep such a large family business of the Xiao family.

In the previous Chinese martial arts catastrophe, the Xiao family only lost a grandmaster, but now, another grandmaster has appeared. It can be imagined that there are many unknown things about the Xiao family.

However, does Qin Xuan care?

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a faint smile.

If Xiao Wu's world collapsed and shattered. Then he, Qin Xuan, is willing to use his arms to support a piece of heaven and earth for Xiao Wu, and use his feet to flatten all the bumps and build a new world.

Just like when his world collapsed in his previous life, Xiao Wu used Buddhist scriptures to open up a piece of pure land for him.

The drizzle was falling, accompanied by Xiao Hanjiang's messages. In the capital of the gods, many figures moved when the drizzle fell!

Xiao Hanjiang's heart slowly gathered, looking at Qin Xuan, his voice was heavy and slow.

"I don't know who you are, but you broke into my Xiao family's ancestral home, disrupted Jun'er's funeral, and injured my Xiao family members, you are a guest!"

"You are too bold to do all kinds of disrespectful things to my Xiao family!"

"Even if you are a congenital, you can't do it!"

Xiao Hanjiang stared at the young man who stood proudly in the rain, but his clothes were not stained with a single wet mark, and his voice was as loud as a blade.