Provincial Capital East District, Chen Family Manor.
Iron Eagle walked in front and pointed at the two copper doors in the distance.
"Alliance Leader, in front of you is Chen Family. After Chen Baichuan took over as the head of the family, he took advantage of the internal discord among us Alliance and swallowed up more than half of the output of Eastern Ore Vein. Over the years, he has been claiming to be jointly developed with us."
"Chen Family is not very strong, but standing behind him is Provincial Martial Arts Association."
Lin Feng didn't answer the call.
His right hand rested on the Fang of Calamity wrapped in black cloth behind his back, and he walked slowly and slowly.
At this time, the Chen Family compound was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations.
Red lanterns were hung all over the cloister, and a red carpet was spread on the main road.
Today is the 60th birthday party of Chen Baichuan, the head of the Chen Family.
There were more than sixty tables of flowing mats in the yard. Provincial Capital well-known aristocratic families and merchants were all trying to sneak in and ask for a drink.
On the main table, Chen Baichuan was holding a glass of special Chen Nian spiritual wine, his face glowing red.
A building materials dealer with a beer belly stood up, holding a wine glass in both hands, and bent his waist almost under the table.
"Master Chen Family is in his prime of life when he is sixty years old! In the past few years, you have eaten most of the output of Ore Vein, the Beast Taming Alliance line, and Chen Family has become even more powerful! I think it won't be long before Provincial Capital is a first-class family, and you will definitely have a place in it!"
The people next to me quickly followed suit.
"What else is it called Beast Taming Alliance? It's just a group of turtles that have been huddled in the deep mountains and forests for thirty years. Who doesn't know that Ore Vein has long been the private property of the Chen Family?"
"That's right! Chen Family is so wise and powerful that those old turtles don't even dare to let go!"
Flattery kept coming and going.
Chen Baichuan felt very comfortable after hearing this. He drank the spirit wine in the cup and smiled.
"Thank you for your praise. In business, it is important to be able to take over the job. If they can't keep things, then naturally they have to be taken over by capable people."
Chen Baichuan Put down the glass.
outside the door.
Lin Feng and Iron Eagle walked to the steps.
Two doormen in black stood in the middle with their swords crossed and looked them up and down.
"What are you doing? Today is Lord Chen Family's birthday, take out the invitations!"
One of the doormen saw that the two of them were not wearing any expensive clothes, and his attitude became even more domineering.
"If you don't have an invitation, get away! If you want food, go to the back door and squat down. Don't get bad luck at the front door!"
Iron Eagle was about to step forward and take action.
Lin Feng raised his hand to stop him.
Without saying a word, he took off the sword from his back with one hand.
The qi and blood in his right arm are flowing vigorously.
Lin Feng took the sheathed sword, aimed it at the two doors with his backhand, and swung it hard.
Boom!
The loud noise covered up the commotion in the yard.
The door, which was ten centimeters thick, was bent on the spot, and the two guards didn't even have a chance to scream.
Together with the door, which weighed more than two hundred kilograms, they were directly blown away by this terrifying force.
It flew over a distance of tens of meters and slammed into the inner courtyard.
The door was right, knocking over three banquet tables on the main road, and the doorman's blood and flesh was splashed all over the surrounding guests.
The festive birthday banquet suddenly turned into chaos.
The musician who was playing the flute and singing was so frightened that he threw his instrument, and several ladies screamed and huddled together to hide.
Smoke and dust filled the center of the yard.
Everyone's eyes turned to the broken door.
The dust gradually dispersed.
A young man wearing black Combat Suit stepped on the gravel on the ground and walked in. The skinny Iron Eagle was half a step behind and followed closely behind.
Lin Feng strolled to the front of the main table.
He raised his right hand.
Snap!
He slammed a thick account book onto the table.
"Beast Taming Alliance is here to collect the bill."
Lin Feng's voice was not deliberately raised, and everyone in the audience heard it clearly.
"Hand over the title deed of Eastern Ore Vein with interest."
The yard was quiet for a few seconds.
Chen Baichuan stared at the account book on the table, then looked up at Iron Eagle's face.
He suddenly reacted.
Beast Taming Alliance people!
Chen Baichuan Instead of being afraid, he sneered.
He smashed the wine glass in front of him on the ground.
"Who did I think had eaten the bear's heart and dared to break into my Chen Family! It turned out to be you old turtles!"
Chen Baichuan The more he curses, the louder the sound becomes.
"What? You have been hiding in the mountains for thirty years and you are so hungry that you come to me Chen Family to beg for food? You dare to smash my door?"
The young man standing next to Chen Baichuan stood up.
Chen Family Young Master, Chen Ting.
Twenty-four years old, Martial King second dan, Provincial Capital is a somewhat famous genius among the younger generation.
Chen Ting pointed at Lin Feng's nose with a sarcastic look on his face.
"Who do you think you are? A dog raised by an old tortoise is worthy of me Chen Family running wild!"
He took a step forward and let out his breath.
"Eastern Ore Vein is in the hands of our Chen Family. If you have the guts, come and get it! The waste organization that has not dared to fart for thirty years has come out today to find the picture. I will grant you my favor and have you chopped up and fed to the dogs immediately!"
The words just fell out.
Lin Feng didn't even look at Chen Ting's face.
He raised his right hand and slapped it away with his backhand from a distance of four to five meters.
<Heavenly Gale Body-Forging Art> Coupled with the powerful energy and blood, a Gale Qi slap formed in mid-air.
The slap pierced the air, causing a harsh sonic boom.
Snap!
The sound was so crisp and dull.
Gale Qi slapped Chen Ting firmly on the left side of his face.
Young Master Chen, who was shouting crazily just a second ago, suddenly stopped.
The huge rotational force acted directly on his cervical spine.
Click!
The sound of bones breaking was clearly audible.
Chen Ting's head turned three times on his neck, and his face turned directly to his back.
He didn't even have time to put away the sarcastic expression on his face.
His body fell straight back, knocking over the chair behind him.
Died suddenly on the spot.
There was a deathly silence in the whole place.
Immediately afterwards.
"Killing!"
I don't know who shouted, and dozens of guests at the table scrambled to the ground and fled out.
The joyous birthday banquet turned into a Shura field in the blink of an eye.
Chen Baichuan looked at his son lying on the ground, his eyes instantly became bloodshot.
The head that was turned back was facing him with its eyes wide open.
"Ting'er! My Ting'er!"
Chen Baichuan let out a roar that did not sound like a human voice.
He suddenly raised his head, his eyes were red, pointed in the direction of Lin Feng and yelled wildly.
"I want you to die! I want you all to be buried with Ting'er!"
"The offering is here! Give me all the escorts!"
"Chop him into pieces for me! Chop him into pieces one by one!"
With the roar of Chen Baichuan.
Chen Family More than twenty figures came out from all directions in the compound.
These are all trump cards supported by the Chen Family's high salary.
All in the Martial King realm, there are even a few strong Martial Venerable people among them.
More than twenty people armed with various weapons surrounded Lin Feng and Iron Eagle in the center with murderous intent.
Various rays of energy and blood intertwined in the courtyard.
Iron Eagle flipped his hands, and the dark silver wrist guards popped out spikes, ready to face the enemy.
Lin Feng only performed one action.
He stretched his hands behind his back.
The sword is unsheathed.