Three days before the end of rebirth

Boom!

The door panel was kicked several feet away and hit the ground, stirring up a stream of gravel and dust that scattered the dining table into a mess and soiled all the delicacies on the table.

Chen Xinglie's eyes darkened and he put down the barbecue.

door.

A group of people rushed over aggressively.

Fei Zhi took the lead and walked at the front with a pace as if he would not recognize his relatives. He smiled half-heartedly and said, "I heard that when Junior Brother Chen came back, he rode a flying cicada. It was really a luxury."

"This kind of war beast is worth a hundred taels of gold, but it can only be ridden and fly once. Junior Brother Chen is not even willing to spend such unjust money. He must have gone out to make a fortune."

"As long as you are rich and noble, don't forget each other."

"Have Junior Brother Chen heard of this?"

As Fei Zhi spoke, he kicked hard.

Bang!

The door panel on the ground was trampled to pieces.

"Senior brother, let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart. If you don't obey me, with my strength, I can open ten levels of pulse and trample you to death. It's very simple!"

Fei Zhi patted his thigh and showed off his power.

A group of outer disciples, about thirty or forty people, stood behind Fei Zhi.

Everyone was wearing Qingyang Sect's standard robes, standing neatly, and all of them stared at Chen Xinglie with cold eyes.

This scene is like a gangster leading a group of big men to come and bully good people.

Is the tenth level of Kai Mai Realm very strong?

The position of a true disciple of the Qingyang Sect is very impressive?

Chen Xinglie looked at this group of people calmly with disdain in his eyes, only to find that among the group of outer disciples behind Fei Zhi, not only were Fei Zhi's subordinates, but a small number of them were actually Chen Xinglie's own outer disciples.

What a bunch of pickpockets!

What's interesting is that the eyes of these young men are even sharper and more sinister than those of Fei Zhi's men.

"This is……"

Chen Xinglie raised his eyes and asked calmly: "Are you going to rob or extort?"

Fei Zhi shook his head and said: "That's what I mean, but you can't say it like that. Please be kind to Junior Brother Chen and give me the money as soon as possible."

He is truly a disciple of the Demonic Sect.

It's really crazy.

This kind of style...

I like it!

A smile appeared in Chen Xinglie's eyes, and he said in an indifferent tone: "What if I don't give it?"

"Junior Brother Chen refuses to give it, so he can only work harder and take it for himself. But, Junior Brother Chen's little arms and legs, with their thin skin and tender flesh, may not be able to withstand the torment, hahaha..."

Fei Zhi had a look of contempt on his face, and as he was talking, he saw Li Qinglian sleeping beside him, and his eyes couldn't help but shine: "Hey! Junior brother Chen also brought a beautiful woman back! Haha, let's go tonight.

Senior brother, let me help you feel refreshed, haha..."

The laughter was wild and echoed in the courtyard.

Although Zhang Sanniang was tall and thick, she was timid. She rolled her eyelids in fright and fainted.

Uncle Chen was so angry that he grabbed the knife for cutting the barbecue, but his hands kept shaking.

The two of them were so frightened that they inspired each other's arrogance.

"Why should Senior Brother Fei do it himself for small things like asking for money? I'm willing to do it for you! Senior Brother Fei can just have fun with the beautiful woman..."

"Chen Xinglie has always been as timid as a mouse and doesn't dare to fight with others. His fifth-level cultivation is in vain. He is just a paper tiger! Although I don't have any martial arts cultivation, I dare to take action and strike hard!"

"Wounded or disabled, Senior Brother Fei will tell you."

The outer disciples kept talking to each other and did not take Chen Xinglie, who was an inner disciple, into consideration at all.

"What's the hurry!" Fei Zhi shouted violently, glanced at everyone, and said coldly: "Shi Feiyu is not dead yet!"

Everyone quickly shut up and stopped talking.

Fei Zhi walked a few steps forward, came to the table, looked down at Chen Xinglie who was sitting on the stool, and said: "You and I are brothers, we have a deep love for each other, how can it be so difficult to borrow some money from each other? Besides,

Yes, even if I don’t come to borrow the money you have, others will come to borrow it from you..."

Anyone else?

Could it be that in this Qingyang Sect, the former Chen Xinglie seemed to be a soft persimmon who could be bullied by everyone?

What now?

Anyone who bullies me will die!

Chen Xinglie had a joke in his eyes and did not answer.

But Uncle Chen stood up and shouted boldly: "You! Don't bully others too much!"

Fei Zhi curled his lips and sneered: "Old dog! Do you want to bite me?"

Uncle Chen looked at Chen Xinglie who was sitting still, gritted his teeth, and roared: "It's okay if you took away the management fees on the street, but now you actually come to the door to steal the money, and you keep saying that you are a fellow student.

Senior brother, do you still want to be shameless and do you still have a conscience?"

"If you dare to take a step forward again, I...I..."

"I'll fight with you!"

Uncle Chen grabbed the carving knife and pointed it at Fei Zhi, but his hand kept shaking.

Obviously, Uncle Chen was extremely frightened.

The old man's actions not only had no deterrent effect, but actually made the group of outer disciples laugh.

"I'm afraid this old dog is going to laugh us to death."

"It is true that like a master, like a servant."

"The master is a weakling, and the old servant is naturally a useless waste."

Everyone laughed and laughed.

The yard is filled with a happy atmosphere.

Fei Zhi was too lazy to argue anymore, ignored Uncle Chen and his knife, stared at Chen Xinglie coldly, and said: "Hand over all the money!"

Chen Xinglie raised his eyes and asked, "Do you really want money?"

Fei Zhi sneered and said nothing.

Chen Xinglie asked again: "Where are your hands?"

"Junior brother Chen is so happy!"

Fei Zhi smiled proudly, stretched out his hand, and spread his palms.

Whoosh!

A cold light flashed.

Fei Zhi felt his hands go cold, and the entire palm had been cut off, and fell on the table with a snap.

Immediately afterwards, there was a scream like a slaughtered pig.

"ah!"

Fei Zhi covered his wound, staggered back, and fell to the ground. Blood was like arrows, flying out from between his fingers, covering the group of outer disciples around him.

This bloody scene shocked the outer disciples.

"What a fast knife! This knife is like a flash of lightning, you can't see clearly at all..."

"With Senior Brother Fei's strength, he can't react at all!"

"Could it be that Chen Xinglie has broken through to the second level of martial arts, the body-burning state?"

Everyone was extremely frightened, and they all speculated in their hearts about how Chen Xinglie would deal with them next. As soon as they thought of this, everyone was trembling with fear, and they didn't even dare to raise their hands to wipe the blood on their faces.

Uncle Chen was also shocked.

The old man didn't see clearly that the meat cleaver in his hand was finally taken away by the young master. He didn't expect that his young master would become so domineering!

Is this... still the weak young master of my own family?

Chen Xinglie finally stood up from the chair, inserted a meat cleaver into the severed hand on the table, and walked slowly towards Fei Zhi.

Fei Zhi was quite heroic. After his hand was cut off, he only screamed, then gritted his teeth and held on, not making a sound again.

The outer disciples remained silent, no one dared to speak again.

The scene was eerily silent.

Tick ​​tock! Tick tock!

The sound of blood dripping from a meat cleaver was particularly clear at this moment.

Chen Xinglie stopped in front of Fei Zhi and waved his arm.

Snap!

The severed hand on the meat cleaver flew out and hit Fei Zhi hard on the face.

Chen Xinglie shook his head, with a hint of sadness in his tone, and said, "I forgot to tell you that if you stretch your hand too long, it will break easily."