The rich and powerful family of the city against the young

After leaving the auction, Chen Xuan directly returned to his rental house.

As soon as he entered the corridor, he frowned, because a strong smell of blood hit his face.

He quickly walked up to the third floor, and saw that the anti-theft door of his house was covered with blood, and the word "death" was written in blood on the wall next to it. The blood was not dry yet, obviously it had just been put on it. of.

"Who is it?"

An angry look appeared on Chen Xuan's face.

And at this moment, footsteps were heard upstairs, and three young men came down.

Two of them are very familiar to Chen Xuan, Wang Hao who is pursuing Liu Wenwen, and fat Zhang Wei.

There was also a tall, thin man with his hands clasped across his chest, with a rebellious expression on his face.

In Zhang Wei's hand was still holding a blood-stained iron bucket. At this moment, the three of them were looking at Chen Xuan with a sneer on their faces.

"Chen Xuan, I heard that the blood of the black dog can ward off evil spirits. I splashed some on your door. Don't thank me too much."

Zhang Wei laughed out loud, full of arrogance.

"What do you mean?"

Chen Xuan said with a gloomy face.

Running to their own door to make trouble, these people's methods are really despicable.

"Chen Xuan, last time you dared to ignore me in the school cafeteria, today I'm here to give you some reminders, today I just poured dog blood, if you don't understand tomorrow, I'll let you bleed."

After Zhang Wei finished speaking, he took Wang Hao and the tall and thin young man to go downstairs.

"Wait a moment!"

Chen Xuan said coldly: "I want to leave after pouring dog blood. You guys are thinking too beautifully."

"Why, what do you want to do then?"

Zhang Wei put his hands in his pockets, with a cynical expression on his face.

"I want you to lick the blood off me."

Chen Xuan's voice was cold, and his tone was full of deep cold.

"What the hell are you talking about? I think you don't want to live anymore."

This time, before Zhang Wei could speak, the tall and thin young man shouted.

He took out a butterfly knife from his pocket, and the butterfly knife was constantly spinning in his hand, making people dazzled.

"Boy, if you dare to waste a word again, believe it or not, I will leave a mark on you?"

"I do not believe."

Chen Xuan unbuttoned two of his shirt buttons and moved his hands and feet.

The tall and thin man instantly understood what Chen Xuan meant, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

"I think you won't cry until you see the coffin."

He raised the butterfly knife in his hand and stabbed at Chen Xuan's chest without hesitation, not caring whether it would kill someone or not.

Just the next second, Chen Xuan turned sideways, and his palm hit the opponent's wrist like lightning.

The butterfly knife fell to the ground with a "click", and at the same time, Chen Xuan grabbed the opponent's hair, pressed the opponent's head down, and hit the opponent's face fiercely with his knee.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Hit five or six times in a row.

The tall and thin young man's face was covered with blood, and his nose collapsed, apparently broken.

But Chen Xuan didn't give up, he raised his foot and stepped on the opponent's palm, making a crunching sound from his foot.

The shrill screams resounded throughout the corridor.

Zhang Wei and Zhang Wei were so frightened that their faces turned pale.

"You, why are you so cruel? Do you know who he is?"

Wang Hao stammered and said.

"Oh? What is his identity?"

A sneer appeared on the corner of Chen Xuan's mouth.

"He is the young master of the Feng family, the son of Feng Ruida, chairman of Ruifeng Group."

The reason why Wang Hao dared to come to Chen Xuan's rental house to make trouble today was because of Feng Zhiyu's help. In his opinion, no matter how good his skills were, Chen Xuan would not dare to beat the young master of the Feng family.

It's just that Feng Zhiyu was beaten up like this before he could report his identity.

While Chen Xuan was talking to Wang Hao, Feng Zhiyu quietly took out his mobile phone with the hand that was not stepped on by Chen Xuan, and made a call.

"Hey, Dad, I was beaten..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Chen Xuan cast his gaze over, his hands trembled in fright, and the phone fell to the ground with a "clack".

"Son, who hit you? Where are you?"

An anxious voice came from the phone.

At this time, Chen Xuan slowly bent down to pick up the phone and put it to his ear.

"Hey, you are Feng Zhiyu's father, right? I beat your son in Building [-] of Longhua Community..."

Chen Xuan said in a calm voice, as if chatting with a friend.

"You hit my son? How dare you answer the phone?"

On the other end of the phone, Feng Ruida asked angrily.

"Yeah! Your son is so naughty. He ran to my door and splashed blood. I'll help you educate him."

"You dare to touch my son Feng Ruida, you don't want to live, do you?"

On the other end of the phone, Feng Ruida was obviously very angry and almost roared out these words.

"Really? Not only did I beat him, but I also made him suck blood."

Chen Xuan laughed.

As he spoke, he pointed to the ground and said in a cold voice, "Lick it for me! Otherwise, I'll cripple your entire arm."

"You deceive people too much!"

Feng Zhiyu stared at Chen Xuan resentfully, it was Chi Guoguo's insult.

"Crack!"

Chen Xuan kicked it straight out, and Feng Zhiyu's entire arm was bent at a weird angle.

"what!"

He let out a scream, and the severe pain distorted his expression.

"lick."

Chen Xuan only had one cold word, but Feng Zhiyu was so frightened that he was trembling all over, and actually stuck out his tongue and began to lick the dog's blood on the ground.

On the other end of the phone, although Feng Ruida didn't see the scene, he could hear the screams clearly.

"Boy, I don't care who you are, today I will tear you to pieces!"

Feng Ruida gritted his teeth, but Chen Xuan had already hung up the phone.