The sun sets, and thick black velvet slowly covers the entire sky.

The neon lights of City No. 36 were shining brightly, and the radiating beams dimmed the stars in the sky.

Night is the best time to conduct most of the ulterior transactions in the Iron Jungle.

Black Front Alley, alley entrance.

A statue covered in armor stands with a sword.

A pure black car drove in the distance, its headlights emitting light.

The blade of the sword held by the knight statue is like a mirror, and the reflected image shows the car getting closer and closer.

After the soft sound of tires gripping the road, the black car braked and stopped, less than one meter away from the statue.

The back seat door opened from the inside out, and a man got out.

He has a crew cut, a square face and a serious face, and the black suit he wears is the same as the bodyguards commonly seen in movies and TV shows.

The only difference is that the man is holding a tablet in both hands, and his arms are protecting it intentionally or unintentionally, as if the tablet is more important than his life.

The bodyguard in black suit walked past the statue, and the shadow at his feet suddenly became active, like an Indian snake pot twisting back and forth.

Without hearing any sound, the shadows parted in the middle, and Li Xuanchen swung out of the ground.

The dust rose slightly, and the scattered leaves rolled up. He held the fallen leaves between his two fingers and said, "Belongs to the Lin family?"

The bodyguard in black suit did not respond, and the tablet in his hand lit up.

The picture on the screen showed an old man exercising with a stone lock.

The old man's hair is gray, and his beard is as fierce as flying. It has exactly 36 straight thorns.

A small dark purple rope hangs from the end of the thorn, and the rope is tied with a bow.

"Yes, I belong to the Lin family."

The old man's voice was calm, and in Li Xuanchen's ears, it sounded like the roar of a liger.

"There's still some distance to go. Just lead the way."

After saying that, the old man started to exercise by himself.

He was shirtless and carried a stone lock weighing 500 kilograms in each hand.

With a flick of the wrist, the two stone locks alternated, thrown high and then dropped.

The sound of whistling wind penetrated the screen. Li Xuanchen's pupils shrank and he subconsciously took half a step back.

He saw that the biceps on the old man's arms were bulging high and extremely exaggerated, comparable to the waist circumference of an adult man.

Looking down, the two thick chest muscles are like steel armor, with a brushed effect on the surface, and every small muscle line is clearly visible.

It is hard to imagine that this is the body of an old man who is over a hundred years old.

His body fat rate will never exceed 5%, his strength is terrifying, and he has a signature beard.

Li Xuanchen blinked his eyes, and a name flashed in his heart - Lin Cangyuan.

He thought that the Lin family might let important people show up, but he didn't expect that the person coming would be Lin Cangyuan.

The huge Lin family spreads its branches all over the federation, unlike the Zhao family, which gathers almost all its power in City 36.

The Lin family has a long history, and even before the establishment of the Federation, Mr. Lin was not only the head of the Lin family, but also one of the most capable fourth-level extraordinary beings in the world.

When Li Xuanchen was still young, he once saw Lin Cangyuan fighting with his master Ye Zhen on the day of his 100th birthday.

The two men fought for only five minutes, but it caused a small island to sink to the bottom of the sea.

The scene of destruction that he saw when he was a child was vaguely imprinted in his mind, and Li Xuanchen's face turned pale.

Quietly taking half a step back, he moved back to the original position. He cupped his hands and said:

"It turns out to be Mr. Lin."

"There's no need to say anything else. Just lead the way. I want to see what you do to my granddaughter."

Lin Cangyuan on the screen was playing with the stone lock and shaking his head.

Fortunately, the old man of the Lin family didn't come directly.

Without the master, no one in the alley can stop this old man's door-like chest.

The warrior's pigtails swayed slightly, Li Xuanchen tightened his long black windbreaker and stepped forward.

The bodyguard in a black suit was holding a tablet computer and kept up with each step. The distance of each step was exactly 75 centimeters. He was unsmiling throughout the whole process. He didn't even move his eyelids.

Li Xuanchen occasionally looked back, but never saw the bodyguard blink, which made him suspect that the bodyguard was not a human being at all.

At this time, he felt a sense of vigilance in his heart. The strength of the robot could not be sensed through the breath, and it might hide huge destructive power.

Taking out his smartphone, Li Xuanchen quickly sent a text message.

Leng Qingning received the news and only replied with a curse word: "My brain is sick."

A well-intentioned reminder is still regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs... Li Xuanchen curled his lips.

Not long after, through the dense darkness of Black Front Alley, he led his bodyguard into a video store.

The decoration style of the store is poor, with traces of rust on the corners of the metal shelves, and an old-fashioned three-blade fan that rotates slowly in the center of the ceiling.

Below, the wooden round table is missing a leg. Under the broken wooden leg is a hard-cover book. The cover of the book reads: "Federal Laws Revised Edition, ver3.0"

There were three stools next to the table. One bench sat deserted, and the bench next to it belonged to Sun Buwu.

Sun Buwu deliberately changed into gangster attire and covered his face with a mask and sunglasses.

"Man, I brought him."

Li Xuanchen just entered the store and skillfully pulled over another bench.

"Boy, don't you know how to respect the old and love the young?" Lin Cangyuan said suddenly.

The bodyguard holding the tablet suddenly raised his leg, his feet like whips, and swept out suddenly.

There was a sudden strong wind in his ears, and Li Xuanchen transformed into a shadow without even thinking about it.

The whip legs passed by, the shadows dissipated and condensed, Li Xuanchen turned around as if nothing happened, "Sneak attack is not a good habit."

A voice came from the tablet: "Everyone who comes is a guest. There are three benches next to the table. The other two are occupied. The rest can only belong to me. This is the etiquette of hospitality."

"Old man, you haven't come yet, so it's useless to ask for a seat." Li Xuanchen held his forehead and complained.

Lin Cangyuan thought to himself and said, "Sit down."

The bodyguard complied directly.

Li Xuanchen took a look and felt a small fire in his heart.

My uncle can tolerate it, but my aunt cannot.

The black windbreaker whirred, and Li Xuanchen actually launched a charge in the small video store.

"Talk about things, don't mess around."

Leng Qingning narrowed her eyes slightly, and there was a scalpel on her fingertips, and the blade cut along a semicircle.

As the blade pointed, the air wall was born out of thin air.

Li Xuanchen's nose hit the wall of air, and the bridge of his nose cracked softly.

The sour taste traveled all the way up the nasal mucosa and hit his brain directly.

"The visitor is a guest, Mr. Lin is right."

Leng Qingning raised her eyes and motioned for Li Xuanchen to stand aside.

Subsequently, negotiations between Heifengxiang and the Lin family officially began.

Lin Cangyuan did not give any face to the juniors around him. His roar was like the roar of an angry dragon, and the 100% volume speaker effect was outstanding, perfectly conveying his dissatisfaction:

"My granddaughter entered Heifeng Alley last night, but Heifeng Alley never said anything, never released her, and never communicated with my Lin family. What does it mean?"

"Don't think too much, it doesn't mean anything. It's just too late." Leng Qingning responded calmly.

"A bit late?!" Lin Cangyuan was angry.

The air blew out from his mouth and nose, and the small purple rope around his beard moved wildly.

"It's not your relative, so of course you don't have to worry."

Li Xuanchen scratched the back of his ears and said nonchalantly: "I'm not dead anyway..."

"What a bastard!" Lin Cangyuan's eyes widened and he threw the stone lock violently.

Phew~~~~~~

Shi Suo walked straight towards the camera, there was a loud bang, and the screen displayed on the tablet fell into pieces.

In less than half a second, the screen went black.

Sun Buwu sat silently, looking deeply at Li Xuanchen through his sunglasses.

Leng Qingning raised the scalpel, rubbed the edge of the scalpel with the blade, and looked at Li Xuanchen with malicious intent.
To be continued...