The Dragon from Hell

The real situation has been decided, and Qin Feng did not plan to stay to help clean up.

After Chen Chaosheng said a few polite words to him and said that he would come to thank him in person later, he stayed to deal with Zhu Cunliang and the people he brought.

The two sides decided the destination of the pharmaceutical factory today. Zhu Cunliang was defeated and the people were also buried. Naturally, the Zhu family could not take back the pharmaceutical factory.

Not only that, Zhu Cunliang was detained by Chen Chaosheng. If the Zhu family wanted to redeem him, they would have to peel off at least a layer of skin.

Liancheng and his sister collapsed and were sent to the hospital by Chen Chaosheng.

When Qin Feng left, Chen Liuli was ordered by Chen Chaosheng to drive with a look.

After everyone had left, Chen Chaosheng sat alone in the factory and asked the empty factory: "Old Han, what do you think of this young man?"

Until then, an old man with a fairy-like appearance came out from behind a machine behind the factory.

At the age of over seventy, he walked silently, his eyes were full of energy, and he looked like a master at a glance.

The old man walked over in a pair of cloth shoes, and no one knew when he hid behind him.

"I'm not as good as him."

Hearing this, Chen Chaosheng's face, which was always calm, showed a little surprise: "Even you are not his opponent?"

Old Han pondered for a moment, and then said very seriously: "If you want to ask me now, it's hard to say. I watched for a long time just now, but I couldn't tell what realm he was in. After all, I have eaten dry food for decades more and walked more than him. If we really fight, I think we may be evenly matched, and the chance of winning... is between 40 and 60."

Hearing what Old Han said, Chen Chaosheng was happy: "Then why do you still say that you are not as good as him?"

Old Han looked at the direction where Qin Feng left, and said lightly: "I mean, at his age, I am not as good as him, and far worse."

Chen Chaosheng was such a smart person that he naturally heard the implication at once.

At Qin Feng's age, those who can reach the middle stage of the Xuan realm are all geniuses among geniuses.

He is not even thirty yet!

Modern society is no longer the era of immortality in the martial arts.

Nowadays, masters in the late stage of the Xuan realm can dominate the world and become the absolute treasure of a certain martial arts alliance.

He understood what Han Lao meant. Qin Feng was only this age, but he could compete with him 40% to 60%. If he was given a few more years... he would have a bright future!

Chen Chaosheng slapped his thigh and was overjoyed: "So, I really picked up a treasure."

"I can't say whether it is a treasure, but the identity of this young man is definitely not simple."

Han Lao restrained his expression and commented: "There is another point just now, you may not have seen it. I didn't see who the young man's master was, but I can see that every move is a killing move."

"In other words, when he makes a move, he doesn't fight, but only kills!"

At this point, Chen Chaosheng fell into deep thought.

The happiness just now was replaced by a slight sadness: "It seems that he and I can only make friends, not recruit him. Alas, what a pity, what a pity..."

A person who appears out of thin air with a killing move is definitely not a random person.

I am afraid that I can't dig deep into his background and identity.

"Forget it, if such a person can become a friend, it is much better than becoming an enemy..."

...

At the same time, in the southeast corner of Sichuan, there is such an area called Hualan District.

In the territory of Sichuan, Hualan District is definitely a well-deserved top of the pyramid in terms of economic development and crowd gathering.

Here, towering office buildings stand in rows, luxury cars are parked on the streets at any time, and shopping malls are always crowded.

But at the same time, whether it is real estate, shopping malls, logistics, banks...

They all have the same surname - Hong.

There is even a saying that goes like this: when you arrive at Hualan, you have to be careful when walking, because if you step on a wild flower by mistake, it might belong to the Hong family.

Since two hundred years ago, the Hong family has been a well-known wealthy businessman in the Sichuan area.

Its business covers a wide range, and its history of making a fortune is enough to be written in a book.

Having taken root for too long, the branches of the Hong family have also extended to various fields, and their children are almost spread across every corner of Sichuan Province.

The existence of such a behemoth, its status and wealth are difficult to shake.

Moreover, since ten years ago, the Hong family has made a lot of investments in the Sichuan Wumeng and has become the largest shareholder of the Sichuan Wumeng.

It is not even an exaggeration to say that the Sichuan Wumeng is basically named Hong now.

The ancestral home of the Hong family is located on the border of the Hualan District. There is a whole garden there. An internationally renowned garden master was specially invited to do it himself. The design alone took a whole year of hard work.

The subsequent construction, it took a lot of manpower and material resources to build it successfully.

But this garden is not open to the public. In its depths, there is a Chinese-style antique building with a very old plaque hanging on it - Hong Mansion.

At this time, an old man and a young man were sitting in front of a lake in the backyard of Hong Mansion.

The two of them set up a small table with a fishing rod in front of them.

Drinking tea and fishing, it's so pleasant.

At this time, a middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper came quickly and was about to whisper to the old man, but the old man waved his hand: "We are not outsiders, just say what you want to say."

The middle-aged man glanced at the young man, who was concentrating on the lake and seemed to be indifferent to the actions of the two people.

"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded, and then said: "The people below passed on the message that the man who killed Liu Boyang before came to Sichuan, but after arriving, he has no intention of coming to the door."

The old man took a sip of strong tea after hearing this, and there was no ripple on his face: "Do you need to report such a small matter to me?"

"But the master, the young man seems to be a newly rising upstart in Qingcheng recently. His origin is a mystery and he is in the limelight. He dared to kill Liu Boyang so openly, and now he came to Sichuan in a swagger. It is clearly a provocation to our Hong family."

The old man put down the teacup and pulled up the fishing rod: "I said, if I have to worry about every little thing, then I, Hong Zun, would have died long ago. Would I have the leisure to fish here? Go down."

The middle-aged man did not dare to hesitate any more. After a salute, he withdrew.

As soon as he left, the young man spoke: "Mr. Hong, are you in trouble? If you don't mind, I can help a little."

Hong Zun chuckled and waved his hand: "You are polite, but you don't have to. It's just a chick that has just been out of the cage. It's not yet fully grown. It's not the turn of people of your status and me to do it ourselves. It's too cheap."

"That's right. With the size of the Hong family, a mere sprout that has just emerged can be strangled to death with a twist of a finger."

It was obviously flattering, but the young man said it very calmly, and people could not detect any flattery.

Hong Zun glanced at him and smiled: "After all, not all young people are as dazzling as you, Mr. Nie."

The young man who was respectfully called "Mr. Nie" by Hong Zun just smiled and did not comment: "Mr. Hong, don't worry, I will remember your loyalty to Panlong Hall on behalf of the new Dragon Lord..."