The old man holding a double gun raised his gun and shot.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Four bullets landed at the feet of Li Xuanchen and the three sisters.

A few wisps of Mars flashed by, and stone debris splashed, forming a slight vibration.

Dust flew up, and the space actually cracked through tiny cracks, like lines, building an insurmountable space barrier.

The space barrier is like a translucent wall, growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into two huge square covers, trapping the three sisters Li Xuanchen and Blood Cat respectively.

"Master!" Li Xuanchen's shadow burst out with all his might, and tens of thousands of pure black hands soared into the sky, with him as the center of the circle, and collided in all directions without any difference.

At the same time, the three Blood Cat sisters restrained their offensive and hid into another layer of space.

The next second, the three sisters' faces changed slightly, "No, the space is locked. This is not an ordinary extraordinary power, but a real realm!"

In the realm, the power that only lv4 extraordinary people can have comes from the resonance of extraordinary power and the spiritual charm of life.

With this iconic power, the extraordinary's life magnetic field has undergone tremendous changes, which can leverage certain rules between heaven and earth to a certain extent.

Li Xuanchen's shadow mud only involves a special energy field. Compared with the field, like the mayfly and Kunpeng, it is not the same order of magnitude as the one.

The shadow under his feet was forced to shrink, and the 100-meter-long street was spaced out in half at once. The extraordinary energy to which the shadow belonged was trapped in the space barrier, and the original surging energy decreased by 90%.

On the other side, the three Blood Cat sisters looked at each other.

The old man in special operations uniforms walked quickly with firm steps.

He didn't even look at Li Xuanchen and the three sisters of Blood Cat. His eyes were staring at the middle-aged man in the sword at the entrance of the alley, "Boss Ye Zhen, don't be fine."

The middle-aged man carrying the ancient sword was Ye Zhen, nodding and saying, "Old Master Zhao is still so tough."

The two of them communicated with each other dozens of meters away.

Zhao Xiuhe, holding two guns, stopped and kept the distance between him and Ye Zhen 30 meters away.

This is the relatively safe distance for the lv4 extraordinary person. Taking half a step will cause unnecessary misunderstandings.

"My two grandsons are in your Heifeng Lane. Is this a bit of a breaking the rules?"

Zhao Xiuhe has a gentle temperament and always keeps a calm and calm smile, looking like a good old man who will never be angry.

Wang Jun stood not far away, and the investigation of the past few days emerged in his mind - Zhao Xiuhe

He is the strongest person in the Zhao family and the head of power. Although he is kind and has a kind and beautiful person, he actually worked in the special combat department of the Federal Army when he was young, and there are ruthless characters who kill without blinking. However, he climbed to the top step by step until he was over 100 years old and retired honorably.

If we throw away the special combat uniforms worn by the old man and look at his face, no one would think that he was called a butcher by the wilderness in the wilderness when he was young.

Ye Zhen shook his head with a poker face, "It's not two, it's one. One of your grandsons has not officially entered Heifeng Lane."

Zhao Xiuhe widened his eyes, and the crow's feet were drawn out of thin silk, and his eyes suddenly changed greatly, and there was a more captivating murderous intent out of thin air. "Is there any difference?"

Similar... Wang Jun's eyes were lit up, and he could feel the old man in front of him had a violent aura that could not be exuded.

"Old Master Zhao's skill in cultivating one's own character is still a bit less hot." Ye Zhen's face was neither salty nor light, and his arms were slightly swinging. "It would be a shame to shoot directly in front of the younger generation and use extraordinary abilities."

Zhao Xiuheping raised two guns, aiming the muzzle and the bayonet at Ye Zhen.

"Heifeng Lane is not following the rules first, are you still talking about demeanor to me?"

At the end of the long street, nearly a hundred people came from the secret troops of the fully armed Zhao family, each of which was at least a first-class extraordinary person.

These people were wearing black and white combat uniforms, holding rifles, grenades, and multi-function combat helmets. You could tell at a glance that the visitor was not good.

Suddenly, the ancient sword behind Ye Zhen was unsheathed half an inch, and a loud sword roared through all directions. The tangible sound wave spread out, shattering the space barrier and other energy residues.

All kinds of strange phenomena on the long street turned into nothingness, as if they had never existed before.

"A little thing, is the Zhao family really going to start a war?"

"Can you not start a war? The noise that your apprentice made just now is really big. A lv3 superman used all his strength. What exactly do you want to do?"

Ye Zhen’s face showed a rare expression on his poker’s face, and his eyebrows were beating slightly, “Wait a minute.”

After the words came, he turned to look at Li Xuanchen.

Feeling the oppressive look from the master, every pore in Li Xuanchen's body was filled with cold air.

He swallowed his saliva quietly, and he jumped with the shadows and quickly came to Ye Zhen, whispering to explain the whole story.

At the same time, Zhao Xiuhe, kind-hearted and kind-hearted, walked to Wang Jun with his two guns, "Our grandfather and grandson have something to say."

At this moment, the situation is no longer under control. The strength of the lv1 supernatural being alone cannot make any splashes. Stopping is meaningless.

Wang Jun nodded, withdrew the Dragon Tooth Dagger, and passed by the old man, directly towards Ye Zhen and Li Xuanchen who were talking.

This guy is Wang Jun... Zhao Xiuhe glanced at Wang Jun's side face and always felt something familiar.

Zhao Changqing called out: "Grandpa..."

Ai! Ai!

The pistol was put into the holster, and Zhao Xiuhe grabbed Zhao Changqing's collar with one hand and walked into the tavern like a little chicken.

"It doesn't matter how you make trouble in the past. Who told you to be my good grandson?"

Zhao Changqing opened his mouth and said, "I'm the only one who caught Zhixuan..."

"No need to explain," Zhao Xiuhe's eyes were filled with disappointment. "You were originally trained as the successor of the family. If I don't say something, you should understand it."

With the cover of the exterior wall of the tavern, he slapped Zhao Changqing with his backhand.

The crisp slap sounded not loud, but it fell into Zhao Changqing's heart, like a huge rock plunging into the lake, splashing huge splashes.

The old man lowered his voice, like an old lion, teaching his descendants with his last patience.

"You are too impulsive when doing things, especially in recent years, you have become more and more extreme. If this continues, how many of your father's old subordinates will continue to support you?"

Zhao Changqing's teeth were clenched tightly, and his face turned pale.

Zhao Xiuhe did not leave him a chance to argue at all.

The irresistible force strangled Zhao Changqing's throat, making his vocal cords unable to resonate and make sounds.

Zhao Xiuhe continued: "Changqing, you look really embarrassed now."

After saying that, he shook his hand suddenly.

As his inertia leaned back, Zhao Changqing smashed the tables and chairs placed in the center of the tavern and fell to the ground.

His right hand supported the ground, his palm was pierced by wood chips, and warm blood flowed out.

At this moment, Zhao Changqing looked up at his grandfather with disbelief.

"You have never said such things to me!"

Even though he had just exposed the distorted psychological characteristics of the tragedy of evolution, Zhao Xiuhe still did not say harshly during that most unacceptable period.

他呆愣愣的眼神蒙上灰尘,狠狠的砸了一下大腿,“你当我想这样吗?那进化之殇无法解决,我的力量始终无法释放,越是囤积力量自己就越是变态,但我若不囤积那股力量,我就彻底失去了超凡的机会,我还有可能成为家主吗?!”

"Wrong, you've been wrong all the time," Zhao Xiuhe shook his head and sighed, "Based on the power of my Zhao family, even if you are just an ordinary person, as long as you have sharp enough methods, you can still become the head of the family."

"No, it's not me who is wrong, it's this world." Zhao Changqing pulled out the wooden thorn inserted in his palm and slapped his chest with his bloody palm, "If I don't have the strength, the head of the family will not be able to sit steadily."

Zhao Xiuhe closed his eyes, turned around, and turned his back to Zhao Changqing, saying:

"Three hundred years ago, the ancestor Zhao Yuling was born with a vein and could not practice and inherit. The key part of the gene spirochete was missing. He could not awaken throughout his life. He was attacked by a tiger and leopard when he was young, and his legs were broken. At that time, there were no bionic prosthetic limbs, but he sat in the position of the head of the family. It was precisely because of him that my Zhao family was not extinct back then, and it also strengthened its strength. After three generations of hard work, this was the Zhao family in the southwest, one of the nine major chaebols today."

Zhao Changqing retorted: "That era is different from this era. In today's era, there are many extraordinary people. If you don't have extraordinary power, you will never have the chance to fight back even if you are assassinated. Grandpa, you are not the same. You are able to determine the position of the head of the family by this powerful strength!"

"Enough!" Zhao Xiuhe pulled out a pistol without a bayonet and threw it to Zhao Changqing. "Since you're so boring to live, then you shot yourself."

"Okay." Zhao Changqing picked up the pistol, aimed the muzzle at his forehead, and was unable to pull the trigger for a long time.

Smack~~~

The old man waved his hand and brought a wave of wind to hit Zhao Changqing's wrist.

Zhao Changqing felt pain and let go of his hand holding the gun.

The pistol slid out a piece, and during the process, the trigger was stimulated by the projectile on the ground.

Click!!!

The sound of the trigger is very small. If you don’t listen carefully, you will almost be unable to hear it. Zhao Changqing is like hearing thunder.

At this time, Zhao Xiuhe let go of his left hand and sprinkled more than a dozen copper-yellow bullets.

"I don't even have the courage to die, where is your blood?"

"You are no longer the Changqing I know. Changqing I know is a young genius. When he was 14 years old, he openly told the clan meeting that he wanted to become the head of the Zhao family and that he wanted to let the Zhao family dominate the Federation. He had a tiger in his heart and wanted to change the federal system. He became the head of the family not for his own selfishness, but wanted to protect the southwest and make City No. 36 the greatest and most glorious city in the Federation."

After saying this, Zhao Xiuhe stepped towards the door.

Zhao Changqing sat in place, two lines of tears slashed across his cheeks, and he could feel the deep disappointment in his grandfather's heart.

"No, what did I do wrong? I just want to save Zhixuan. He is my brother, and I am his brother. Is it wrong to save him?"

Zhao Xiuhe paused, and did not look back. He walked out of the tavern, leaving only a sentence in the air:

"You don't have the pattern of taking responsibility for the head of the family, and you should know what Heifeng Lane means. In the city of No. 36, no chaebol is willing to take the lead in starting a war with them. Whoever takes action first will expose his weaknesses to other chaebols. You are disregarding the family's interests and may even destroy the family's hard arrangements for the past twenty years."

On the other side, Li Xuanchen rubbed his hands back and forth, and smiled flatteringly.
To be continued...