First Day In Game, I Got Ten Billion From Infinite Number Of Check-ins

"Ah?" Mr. Chuanfeng was so frightened that he turned his head quickly, but there was no one in the back, and there was no one in sight. He wanted to pull the trigger, but it was too late. Patriarch Song took advantage of his turning around, grabbed his wrist and lifted it up violently.

"Bang!" There was a gunshot, and the bullet flew past Patriarch Song's head. Patriarch Song yelled, grabbed Mr. Chuanfeng's wrist with one hand, and punched him in the stomach with the other.

This punch was solid, and because it was a life-and-death moment, he exerted his own strength for a long time, causing Mr. Chuanfeng to groan in pain and shrink into a ball. Patriarch Song grabbed the pistol and wanted to grab it, but Mr. Chuanfeng held it tightly, and he couldn't succeed after grabbing it for a long time.

The pain stimulated Mr. Chuanfeng's nerves, he instinctively pulled the trigger continuously, and the bang bang sounded endlessly, but it was a pity that the master Song dragged his wrist and the bullets shot into the sky. None of the bullets left.

At this time, Mr. Chuanfeng also reacted, and scuffled with Patriarch Song. Both sides punched and kicked each other, and even used their teeth. The two started the most primitive fight in the narrow car.

In less than five minutes, the two of them were covered in blood, and their faces changed. The speed of killing slowly slowed down, and they all gasped heavily, but the two of them had no intention of stopping.

"Papa!" Applause came from outside the car, and a deep voice sounded: "Haha, good! It's a good show of a dog wanting a dog! If it wasn't for the limited time, I really hope to watch it for a while!"

The sound was not loud, but for the two fighting in the car, it was undoubtedly like a huge thunder exploding on the ground, and the fighting stopped at the same time, turning their heads to look in the direction where the sound came from.

I saw less than ten people flashing out from the dense forest. The leader was no older than twenty, but the arrogance on his body made people vague about his age.

He was wearing a tight black suit and held a silver pistol in black leather gloves. Looking at the face, the appearance is very extraordinary, but with those eyes, it is simply handsome. He was laughing, and his eyes were even more narrowed, but this couldn't cover up the light coming out of it.

Patriarch Song and Mr. Chuanfeng yelled almost at the same time: "Chen Yun?!"

"It's me!" Chen Yun walked slowly to the side of the car, with a bright smile on his face, and said softly, "It's a great honor for you two to know me, and I also investigated you two. Day and night, I don't want to miss you for a moment!"

Mr. Chuanfeng broke out in cold sweat, knowing that Chen Yun didn't miss him out of good intentions, he said anxiously: "Chen Yun...the assassination of you that day has nothing to do with me, it's all people above me, and This guy's attention! It's him, everything is his idea!" Mr. Chuanfeng pointed at Patriarch Song, hoping that Chen Yun would let him go.

The head of the Song family sighed secretly, thinking that it would be impossible to get him today! Seeing that Mr. Chuanfeng kept pointing at himself and wanting to get rid of the relationship with the Song family, he was so angry that he grabbed Mr. Chuanfeng's neck with both hands, madly Shouting: "If I want to die, I will drag you to die with me!"

Mr. Chuanfeng rolled his eyes from being pinched, his tongue stuck out from his open mouth, and he patted Patriarch Song weakly with both hands, but this did not pose any threat to Patriarch Song, who was a little crazy.

At this tense moment, Mr. Chuanfeng caught sight of the empty gun thrown aside from the corner of his eye. His heart moved, he stretched out his hand to hold it, and smashed Patriarch Song's head with all his strength.

"Crack!" Patriarch Song snorted, blood flowed from his forehead, and he fell on the car seat with a wail, and his hands were automatically released.

Mr. Chuanfeng rubbed his neck and panted heavily, he still didn't forget to please Chen Yun, and said in awkward Chinese: "Chen Yun... Brother Yun, look, this old bastard has a guilty conscience, and now he wants to kill me Woolen cloth!"

Chen Yun watched coldly, opened the car door, tapped on the roof and said, "Both of you come out! I know what to do!"

Seeing Chen Yun's unkind expression, Mr. Chuanfeng stayed in the car and refused to come out. Patriarch Song didn't care so much, knowing that he was doomed today, instead he went out with his chest out, stood in front of Chen Yun, and said unwillingly: "Chen Yun, I still underestimated you, I didn't expect you to do it so quickly. I lost , but you don’t have to be too happy, someone will come to settle accounts with you! Just wait, hahahaha!” Patriarch Song laughed wildly.

Chen Yun sneered and said, "Patriarch Song, I know you are very unwilling and feel wronged by my surprise attack. I will give you another chance to fight again!"

Chen Yun turned his head and nodded to a young man, who agreed, pulled out two knives from his waist, threw one to Patriarch Song, and said loudly, "Come on Patriarch Song, beat me, you go!"

Patriarch Song took the knife, stared at Chen Yun, and asked, "What does this mean?"

"I'll give you a chance, a chance to fight on an equal footing! Like my brother said, you can go if you win him! Otherwise...hehe, you should die convinced!" Chen Yun Said calmly.

"Okay! I'll fight! I hope you can do what you say!" Patriarch Song weighed the weight of the knife in his hand and felt that it was okay. With a loud roar, he rushed towards the young man.

The young man didn't dare to be careless, and calmly stared at Patriarch Song who rushed over. The blood in his head was cold, but his heart was boiling. When the knife was five inches away from the young man's head, the young man suddenly lowered his body, and the saber in his hand pierced Patriarch Song's lower abdomen.

Patriarch Song screamed that it was not good, and hurriedly dodged out.

If it was twenty or thirty years ago, this would not have troubled him, but now he is old and at the end of his strength. He has just fought with Mr. Chuanfeng, and his physical strength has long been exhausted. Urgent and ruthless, Patriarch Song tried to dodge, but the knife still stabbed him in the left abdomen.

The knife pierced into his body for more than three inches, the young man kept his hands on, shouted, and swung the arm holding the knife horizontally. There was a 'hiss~'.

"Ah..." Patriarch Song yelled in pain, stepped back two steps, and used a knife to make a support on the ground. He didn't fall down, opened his mouth, but couldn't speak, and spit bloody spittle from his mouth.

The young man didn't think that there would be such a consequence with the knife, and he couldn't help but feel that Patriarch Song is also a man. He walked up to him with the knife, put the tip of the knife on his heart, and said calmly: "You lost! So, you have to save your life! "

After finishing speaking, looking at Patriarch Song's pale face, he slowly stabbed the knife in.

Mr. Chuanfeng is terrified right now. Patriarch Song's death stimulated every nerve in him. The scene almost broke him, and his eyes were a little dull.

Chen Yun bent down and grabbed Chuan Fengling who shrank into a ball in the car, and said coldly: "It's your turn! Don't waste time, I don't have time to waste time with you!"

As he spoke, he pulled Chuan Fengling out with force.

Looking at him lying on the ground like a dog, Chen Yun couldn't find any pity in his heart.

Some people are dead, but the soul is still alive; some people are alive, but the soul is dead.

Chen Yun believed that Chuan Fengling belonged to the latter, a walking corpse without a soul.

He squatted down and pulled his head up, looked straight into Mr. Chuanfeng's eyes, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "In fact, Patriarch Song is not hateful, nor are other patriarchs. Dog, so you must die, you asked for it, don't blame me!"

"Huaxia, it's not your turn to show off!"

"Hehe..." Mr. Chuanfeng suddenly grinned. "Yes! I'm damned! But Chen Yun, don't talk too much about yourself. You are worse than me, more poisonous than me! I'm just not reconciled, why did you run away in the Ruby Club that day! I should personally Lead the team and kill you directly!"

Chen Yun walked over with a gun.

Knowing that his death was approaching, the latter howled loudly, doing nothing to resist.

Chen Yun sighed, and said in a deep voice, "It's only because you provoked the wrong person!" After speaking, he pulled the trigger on Mr. Chuanfeng's neck.

"Crack!" After the gunshot, the hissing sound disappeared. Chen Yun looked at the two corpses on the ground with cold eyes.

He doesn't like killing people, but he kills a lot of people, although he only kills people he thinks should be killed.

These two people on the ground deserve to die, and once they die, the Song Family Alliance will be annihilated accordingly.

Alas! Chen Yun sighed secretly, shook his head, why should he care about the Song family, it is just a stepping stone for him to run forward, and he still has a long way to go! Chen Yun stretched his muscles and bones, raised his head to the sky and screamed, and smiled He said to himself: "Nothing can stop my progress!"

After this day, the Song family's demise was faster than Chen Yun's imagination, and it completely disintegrated without fighting a few tough battles.

The Park Group and the rest of the family are soft-boned. Those who run away run away, and the rest, who can't run away, all rush to defect.

In a short period of time, the entire Jiangbei underwent a huge cleansing.