The audience was silent. The guests had different reactions from the people in China. Although they were surprised, they did not stand up to watch the excitement. They remained seated, but their eyes were full of curiosity.
Ian Bird actually didn't scream. He was curled up in the corner of the sofa, looking very painful.
His toughness surprised Du Qingchen.
But the more this happened, the more interesting it became to him.
If you beat an originally tough person to the point of beating him to pieces, and then kneel down to beg for mercy, then that will give you a sense of accomplishment, right?
It is estimated that there are not many people in this world who dare to touch Ian Bird. He has probably never been beaten by anyone in his life.
As long as one tells one's family background, everyone must be respectful.
No government dares to confront the Byrd family head-on, because no one knows how much wealth the Byrd family has, but everyone knows one thing. If the Byrd family wants to take revenge on a country, it can definitely set the country back twenty years.
Du Qingchen is a different kind, he is not afraid.
If you need to be beaten, you should be beaten.
Outside, a large group of guards rushed in after receiving the message.
Liu Lang stood there, facing these people, smiling.
It was a very satisfying experience for him to be able to go out and beat people up with his boss.
In front of Du Qingchen, he would not give in. He had to perform well.
So he added his lips and stopped these people without any fear.
The two sides quickly got into hands.
Liu Lang is at the pinnacle of the True Yuan Realm, but these people in front of him are just people in the secular world. Maybe they are very powerful in the secular world, and they are considered masters among masters. Each of them is comparable to a king of soldiers.
But in Liu Lang's eyes, they were nothing.
Liu Lang was like a tiger entering a herd of sheep, knocking down several people in an instant. Seeing this, the dozen or so people behind him swarmed up and wanted to start a group fight.
Unfortunately, in the face of absolute strength, everything is in vain.
It's of no use.
Liu Lang's moves were like lightning. With every move, someone fell to the ground. He did not strike lightly, and every person who was knocked down could not get up again.
These guards are actually very tough. After all, they have received the most rigorous training, but compared with Liu Lang, they are really far behind.
In the blink of an eye, fifteen of the eighteen guards were knocked down, leaving only the last three.
These three people were smart enough to retreat immediately and draw their guns at the same time.
Seeing that they had drawn their guns, the guests present panicked. They didn't know why, but these people were just afraid of death, more afraid of death than the Xia people. Maybe this was a cultural difference.
I saw all these guests lying on the ground in unison, or getting under the table...
These three people are all the strongest men in a hundred, and they can be called military kings. They are so slippery when it comes to firearms.
But they were still not as fast as Liu Lang.
Liu Lang waved his hand and three flying knives shot out, accurately hitting the wrists of the three of them.
The gun fell to the ground.
Liu Lang rushed over, bang bang bang...
The three were brought to the ground.
Liu Lang picked up the gun on the ground and disassembled it into parts with a few clicks.
Don’t you think I know how to play with guns?
As a professional killer, Liu Lang is more skilled with guns than these people.
Seeing all the guards knocked to the ground, Ian Bert's face on the sofa became a little ugly.
At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed in from outside.
Before Liu Lang could react, he was already shot away.
After falling in the corner, Liu Lang got up in pain, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and he had been seriously injured.
The person who came in was the seventh elder.
In fact, he was already merciful, otherwise Liu Lang wouldn't be able to withstand his moves.
This is the difference in strength.
Liu Lang beat these guards like he was beating vegetables.
But the seventh elder's fight against Liu Lang was also very simple.
Looking at Du Qingchen, the seventh elder said with a gloomy face: "Let go of Master Ian."
With a cold snort, Du Qingchen rushed towards the seventh elder.
His speed was extremely fast, and he was in front of the seventh elder in a blink of an eye, and slapped him with his palm.
Seeing that Liu Lang was injured, Du Qingchen was filled with resentment, so he struck out particularly hard.
The Seventh Elder did not expect that Du Qingchen would suddenly take action. He was unprepared, but in a hurry, he still used his palm to fight.
However, with a bang, his body was blown away.
Boom!
A table was smashed to pieces, and all the wine glasses and wine glasses on the table fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Du Qingchen had no intention of stopping, and he didn't just give up when he saw the situation was good, he already kicked the seventh elder.
The seventh elder turned over and jumped up.
But Du Qingchen was much faster than him, and he came behind him again and slapped his vest with his palm.
The Seventh Elder was knocked to the ground. Even if he is a strong man in the psychic realm, he has no power to fight back now.
Next, Du Qingchen was like a clockwork machine, constantly attacking the seventh elder.
After more than a dozen moves, the bar was completely destroyed. Fortunately, no innocent people were harmed.
But the Seventh Elder was beaten severely, vomiting blood, and was grabbed by the neck by Du Qingchen, pushing him against the wall.
He felt like his stomach was churning, and the seventh elder wanted to fight back, but found that he couldn't muster the strength.
Du Qingchen's arms were like iron pliers, clasping his throat.
As long as he exerts a little force, his life will be over.
His expression became a little panicked.
He is in the middle stage of the psychic realm, and now he finally feels scared.
He had fought against Du Qingchen, but in just two days, he found that Du Qingchen's strength seemed to have improved by leaps and bounds, leaving him completely powerless to resist.
"You, why are you so strong?"
The seventh elder asked intermittently.
He didn't dare to move because his life was in Du Qingchen's hand, so he didn't dare to speak too arrogantly.
Even if he is an elder, so what, he believes that Du Qingchen really dares to kill him.
Because he saw a strong murderous look in Du Qingchen's eyes.
"It's very simple, because I saved my strength when I fought you last time. Otherwise, do you think you would have the chance to waste so much of my time?"
Du Qingchen said word for word.
Suddenly, the seventh elder's expression changed drastically again.
He didn't expect, really didn't expect that Du Qingchen would be so strong. He suddenly felt that even the second elder might not be able to kill Du Qingchen.
It is estimated that only the Great Elder can control Du Qingchen.
For a moment, he suddenly felt as if he had made a wrong choice.
This is exactly the result Du Qingchen hopes to see.
As if he had seen through the seventh elder's mind, Du Qingchen whispered: "Your vision is really bad, are you so sure that Ivan Bird is not as good as this bastard? Sometimes, it is very troublesome for people to go the wrong way.
Things, who can know what will happen in the future?”
ah?
The seventh elder was shocked.
He suddenly understood what Du Qingchen wanted to do.
But, can he turn back now?
Besides, there's no turning back from this.
He looked at Du Qingchen with complicated eyes, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, his face gradually turned blue, and he felt like he would die at any moment.