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Chapter 514 Don't Blame Me For Being Cruel

"The power to subdue the Churchill family?" The three of them were confused and at a loss.

Although they also yearn for the kind of power in fantasy novels, the powerful man who can reverse the world with the power of one person, but this is the real world, how can there be any power that can subdue a big family in a country?

How can one person rival the Churchill family that dominates a country? Could Ye Chen be the President of the United States, the Emperor of Tsarist Russia, or a Chinese giant? This is simply a joke!

Seeing that the three of them didn't understand, Ye Chen just smiled slightly and held out a finger to the three of them.

"I know that you don't understand what I say now, and it's difficult for you to accept it!"

"Let's do this. Tomorrow night, the Churchill family will hold a cocktail party for Israel's upper class at the Holy City Church. You guys go with me!"

Ye Chen had a smile on his lips and slowly clasped his fingers together.

"When the time comes, I will explain to you what real power is!"

The three of them looked at each other in disbelief, but seeing Ye Chen's determined eyes and remembering that Ye Chen had been unable to do anything to him at the table tennis court, and Ye Chen's method of grabbing a gun with his bare hands, they suddenly came to their senses.

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"Boss, you mean martial arts?"

Ye Chen flicked his fingers and smiled mysteriously.

"You'll find out tomorrow night!"

Wu Lifang and her daughters were still worried about what happened to the Churchill family, but with the consolation of Qi Wenlong, Li Feng, and Zhou Chaohai, they decided to stay.

Qi Wenlong and the others were originally a little afraid of the Churchill family, but thinking of Ye Chen's unrivaled confidence, they became more and more curious. They wanted to wait until tomorrow night to find out what the power Ye Chen meant.

What……

The day passed very quickly. Wu Lifang and others finally waited until the evening of the next day in a nervous mood. Ji Ruoxue had already found Ye Chen and was waiting with him at the door.

"Wenlong, are we really going to the cocktail party hosted by the Churchill family? Isn't this a self-inflicted trap?"

Wu Lifang was beside Qi Wenlong and said worriedly.

"Xiaofang, the boss told us not to worry, I believe him!"

Qi Wenlong comforted her softly, and Wu Lifang nodded helplessly and got into the car with everyone.

A hotel minibus took Ye Chen and his party to the Holy City Church. The church, which used to be solemn and solemn, was now full of people. Around the church, a huge open-air dance floor was built with colorful lights, surrounding the church.

Outside the dance floor, it was blocked by a tall fence, and bodyguards in black guarded the entrance. Israeli celebrities came wearing all kinds of luxurious clothes, coming and going all the time.

Ji Ruoxue appeared holding Ye Chen's arm, with the Lin sisters guarding her. They all rolled their eyes and felt helpless, especially Lin Zerou, who wanted to kick Ye Chen away from Ji Ruoxue.

Qi Wenlong and others followed behind with their female companions. Tan Bingbing and Qiu Ruoxi temporarily became partners and walked side by side at the end.

A large group of people came in large numbers. Ji Ruoxue was about to show the invitation letter to the security guard, but Ye Chen suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He looked down at his feet, then looked around, his spiritual power seeping out, making his eyes slightly focused.

"This is... a formation?"

"This is... a formation?"

The moment he stepped into the Holy City Church area, Ye Chen's mind moved.

In his mental perception, the huge underground of the Holy City Church appeared clearly and unmistakably in his mind just like the floor plan drawn by the composition software on his computer.

It was a formation that was larger than the clan-protecting formation inherited by the Black Dragon clan that Ye Chen had seen in the Beiao Mountains, and there was a hidden murderous intention erupting from the earth's veins.

This murderous intention was extremely restrained and did not emerge even an inch from the ground, but in Ye Chen's mental perception, it was completely invisible.

The Holy City Church occupies an area of ​​several thousand square meters, spanning three streets, but this formation is like locking up a divine dragon, sealing all these places, and there is a formation to suppress it in any direction.

In this formation, Ye Chen felt a familiar smell, which was the power of judgment that belonged specifically to the Arbitration Institute.

"It turns out to be an arbitration office again!"

His eyes narrowed slightly. As early as yesterday evening, he had already felt some super powerful beings coming to Ye Leng, but he didn't pay attention.

But at this moment, it seems that these people are most likely masters of the arbitration office.

Thinking of the note sent to him by the hermit, the corners of his mouth curved into a playful smile.

"So this is why he asked me to go to the Holy City Church to fight. Do you want to rely on this formation and the power of the Arbitration Institute to completely sanction me?"

Although he had figured out the hermit's conspiracy and intention, he calmly stepped into the range of the formation without any fear in his brows.

Even if I know that the opponent has many traps and murderous intentions, I still move forward without fear. This is Ye Chen's strong confidence in his own strength.

Ji Ruoxue held Ye Chen's arm and stepped directly onto the dance floor under everyone's gaze.

"Isn't that Ji Ruoxue?"

Many celebrities present turned their heads. Ji Ruoxue's reputation is now well-established internationally. Her songs are often featured in Hollywood blockbusters and have great influence. Of course, these ladies and gentlemen in the upper class are no strangers to her.

"Why did she come in with a young man on her arm?"

"Look at the young man's clothes. They look ordinary enough. Is it just because he is Chinese?"

"I don't think so. That young man is probably just pretending to be low-key and is the son of a wealthy businessman in China, right?"

Most of the people around him were local celebrities from Yelen. They all communicated in a localized way and cast various looks at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen didn't squint his eyes and found a seat with Ji Ruoxue to sit down. However, Qi Wenlong and others were extremely uncomfortable with this kind of situation.

Although Qi Wenlong came from a wealthy family and had participated in many cocktail parties, this was his first time abroad. Especially since this was a dance hosted by the Churchill family, it made him feel uncomfortable everywhere.

"Relax, play as you like, drink as you like!"

Ye Chen glanced at it and saw that this ball had everything. Tuna, caviar, truffles, Australian lobster and other precious ingredients were everywhere.

He spread his hands with Qi Wenlong and others and leaned on the seats very casually.

"The person in charge of our Yelen branch is over there. Would you like to accompany me there?"

Ji Ruoxue's beautiful eyes flashed and she asked Ye Chen.

"Go yourself!"

Ye Chen waved his hand and simply leaned on the chair and closed his eyes to rest.

Ji Ruoxue curled her lips helplessly and could only stand up alone and walked towards the person in charge of the Royal Entertainment Company where she worked.

Qi Wenlong and others stayed where they were, and everyone was more or less uneasy. However, the Lin sisters looked at Ye Chen with disdain.

"Ye, you are really brave!"

"You knew this was a reception hosted by the Churchill family, but you still dared to come with Xiaoxue. Do you really think that Ray Churchill didn't dare to touch you?"

Lin Zerou mocked.

Ye Chen simply didn't even speak and remained motionless. Lin Zerou couldn't help but glared at him fiercely. When he was about to speak, Lin Zeya waved her hand to stop her.

"Xiaorou, stop talking, some people won't know how to assess the situation unless they suffer big losses!"

Naturally, she was quite dissatisfied with Ye Chen, but she just kept her identity and was unwilling to waste words with Ye Chen.

Lin Zerou snorted, took a drink from the waiter's plate, and ignored Ye Chen again.

The dance party had not even started yet when there was a loud noise outside the door and a Bentley was seen driving slowly, followed by three stretch Lincolns.

A man stepped out of the car wearing a cape and coat. He looked around. He was wearing pure Italian handmade velvet pants and had a great aura.


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