Failed to escape the tribulation and returned to Earth to attend college

Chen Xun nodded: "That's not your problem. I'm going to ask for an explanation."

Sun Weiwei felt a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry to trouble you every time, but we really don't know anyone else..."

Chen Xun said calmly: "It was my mistake. I should have asked Li Zhiwei to give you a house directly."

Anyone who sees an honest person like this who is dressed in a rustic and submissive person wants to bully him.

There is an endless stream of people who use the back door to do such a good thing as flipping a real estate building. Sun Lijun will definitely be the first to get surgery for his unlucky behavior.

He walked towards the sales office.

"Sir, don't go in. It's sold out a long time ago. I can't even take a sip of the soup I ordered." The doorman said lazily.

"Who hit that middle-aged man?" Chen Xun pointed at Sun Lijun.

The doorman took one look, became serious, and said to the intercom: "Fuck! Brother Dog, Brother Dog, there's someone making trouble at the door, there's someone making trouble at the door!"

"Snapped!"

Chen Xun slapped him into the pool at the door.

"This is called making trouble."

He raised his legs and stepped in.

The sales girls wearing high-slit cheongsam and ten-centimeter high heels screamed and ran into the house. Correspondingly, a little man with a sullen face came in menacingly, leading more than a dozen black suits and white shirts. .

"What kind of wild boy are you coming from? Your skin is itchy, right?" The little man cracked his joints and made a crackling sound.

"The one who beat the middle-aged man will stay. I don't care about the others." Chen Xun pointed at Sun Lijun.

"Leave your uncle!"

"I'll fuck you...ahhhh!!!" the little man stretched out his index finger and cursed, and the next second his finger was broken into a right angle.

The pain was so severe that he fell to the ground holding his hands and wailing.

"Dog brother!"

"Mad, beat this kid up!"

The people in white shirts were shocked and rushed forward!

Chen Xun punched one after another, and every time he punched someone, someone flew backwards. After a few seconds of ups and downs, he was the only one left standing in the audience.

"Fuck... you, you kid are in big trouble! If you don't leave a hand today, you won't be able to get out of this door!"

The little man got up despite the severe pain and looked at the wailing brothers on the ground, feeling a little frightened.

"I ask again, who hit him? The one who moved his hands had his hands cut off, and the one who moved his feet got his legs cut off."

Chen Xun calmly approached the little man step by step.

"Don't come here!"

"What's so great about being able to fight? Do you have any background? Do you know which big family Kaitai Xinyuan is backed by?"

The little man backed up hastily, but still did not forget to say harsh words.

"If you can't point out the attacker within three seconds, I will crush ten of your fingers."

Chen Xun said calmly.

"What a fool, you're trying to scare me!"

"Go and ask around. My dog ​​brother has been around for so many years. Is he scared?"

The little man's back was pressed against the wall, with nowhere to retreat.

Three seconds later, his right thumb was pinched into a thin cake.

"Ow!!"

"Ma...it hurts me more than...it kills me..."

Chen Xun pinched his index finger again.

"I said! I said!"

The little man raised his hands in surrender.

"It's him, him, him...and him..."

He pointed with his right hand, but his index finger was already at a right angle, and he was always pointing at himself.

"Brother, this... you really can't blame me..."

The little man and Chen Xun stared at each other.

"When will the person you called arrive?" Chen Xun asked.

The little man was shocked. He had secretly pressed the beeper in his pocket and was discovered!

"Hmph, boy! I admit that you are very good at fighting, and you are even a warrior, but so what, why did you beat me? I will pay you back tenfold later!"

He stopped pretending, and his serious expression returned to his face.

Chen Xun didn't say anything. He walked up to the fallen white shirt and stepped on it.

Those who were pointed out by the little man just now had a leg bone broken every time they rose or fell.

"Ahhh!!"

"Er Gou, Master Drafter, you betrayed me!!"

"Damn it, I reported him and he did it too!!"

"You fart! Then you kicked both of your feet!"

The hall was in chaos with people wailing, cursing, and pointing fingers.

The little man named Ergou was dumbfounded, and others were dumbfounded.

Who is this? Breaking a person's leg bone is like breaking a dog's tail grass.

Steady, accurate and without a moment's hesitation!

Three minutes later, the ground was covered with crooked figures.

"Is there anyone else taking action?" Chen Xun asked.

No one spoke, most people had fainted from the pain.

At this time, footsteps sounded on the stairs, and someone came down calmly.

"Brother Yang! Brother Yang, help me! This guy is a warrior!"

Ergou seemed to have seen the savior and ran over and shouted.

What came down was a young man in his twenties. His arms were covered with tattoos, and he had a big gold chain hanging around his neck. He was wearing beanie shoes, tight pants, and his hair was a bunch of yellow hair with highlights. He looked like a spirited young man.

Qi refining level?

Chen Xun frowned. With such low-end strength, these gangsters still regard him as their savior?

The spirited young man stared at Chen Xun. Chen Xun looked back calmly. His eyes disappeared at the first touch. The young man was defeated and quickly looked away.

"Ergou, you are wrong. This is not a warrior, this is a cultivator."

The spirited guy sighed.

"Practitioner? Brother Yang, you are also a practitioner, beat him up!"

Ergou said excitedly.

The corners of Brother Yang's mouth twitched slightly, wanting to slap him.

This guy has such a strong breath, I can't beat him!

"May I ask my brother's name and which family he belongs to?" Brother Yang asked politely.

"Are you the person in charge? Return that person's house to him and let this matter be over." Chen Xun spoke.

"Boy, how dare you not answer Brother Yang's question! Give him back the house? Give him back his grandma!" Ergou shouted behind Brother Yang.

"Pong!"

Chen Xun hit Ergou with a burst of spiritual energy on his head, and he immediately flew backwards, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Boy, you are too crazy to hit my little brother in front of me!" Brother Yang's face darkened, "Do you know who is behind Kaitai Xinyuan! If things get too big, you will not end well!"

"Then you might as well ask him why he is so talkative and why he bullies honest people."

Chen Xun looked slightly cold, "My patience is limited, I will give you half an hour to complete the handover."

As for the family behind him?

What a big deal.

After saying that, he calmly sat in the signing area of ​​the sales office.

Brother Yang’s face looked uncertain, but there was no way he could do as he was told!

If he is frightened by this kid, his family will never develop real estate in the future, and he will be pointed at his nose and laughed at for the rest of his life!

"What's going on, what's going on! Who the hell dares to come to my Zhonghuo Tower to cause trouble!"

A fat middle-aged man with a big belly hurried in and yelled angrily as soon as he entered.

"Dad, he injured He Ergou and others..."

Brother Yang stepped forward and whispered.

"Then fuck him! What do you do with good martial arts skills? I'll beat you to death and tell you the truth. You're a coward!"

Zhong Laohu jumped in anger.

"I, I can't beat him..." Brother Yang blushed.

"You!" Zhong Laohu looked at his son and scolded, "You're a loser! Don't forget there's someone above you! So what if you can't beat him? Does he dare to fight back! The person above you can open his mouth and drink a pot!" "

Zhong Laohu arrogantly approached Chen Xun and shouted: "Do you dare to fight back? There is someone in my Zhong family! Do you know who it is? I'll scare you to death if you tell me..."

"Snapped!"

Chen Xun slapped him in the face, and Zhong Laohu rolled out like a bowling ball, smashing the large vase in the store.

"You have twenty-three minutes."