Chapter 628: Level 8 strong man, buy 1000 life for 1 billion
Song Yuanfeng was shaken and turned around.
Standing behind him was a man with a broken leg, broken right arm, ribs, and blood all over his body.
The three fingers of the man's left hand held a large knife wrapped in red flames.
His eyes were determined and burning, as if such a serious injury on his body was like being bitten by a mosquito to him.
Qin Chuan looked like no part of his body was intact, but he stood upright and his waist was strong.
His energy remained intact, and he and Song Yuanfeng looked at each other five meters apart.
The aura emanating from the two of them made Gong Jing take two steps back.
"Qin Chuan." Song Yuanfeng put his hands behind his back, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said coldly
"Gang Leader Song, where are we going?"
"Go where I need to go."
"I should be the one sending you where you should go."
"Oh? Do you know where I am going?"
"The underworld!"
"Hahahaha..." Song Yuanfeng looked up to the sky and laughed.
He held it in the air, and a silver sword appeared in his hand.
"Only you? When you were healthy, I didn't even pay attention to you. Not to mention that you are not like a human being or a ghost now."
Qin Chuan clasped the Hongming Knife tightly with three fingers, and the flames on the knife became more intense.
"Haha, my current condition is enough."
Song Yuanfeng smiled contemptuously.
"No way, no way, no way... You really don't think I don't know that you are a level seven powerhouse? Hahahaha..."
Song Yuanfeng laughed again.
After laughing, his body trembled.
His flowing white hair instantly turned black, and his wrinkled face seemed to be inflated, with all the wrinkles disappearing.
Song Yuanfeng changed from a bad old man to a middle-aged man in his forties.
Gong Jing was shocked.
"Gang leader... you... you are..."
"Hahahaha, this is what I really look like."
Song Yuanfeng shook his long flowing hair.
He looked at Qin Chuan and Gong Jing's surprised expressions and sneered.
"What about a seventh-level expert? In front of an eighth-level expert, he is like an ant!"
"Level 8?!" Gong Jing took a breath.
The world knows that the leader of the Hongmen Clan is at the peak of Level 6, but this news is from decades ago.
Gong Jing knew that the gang leader's strength must be more than the sixth level peak.
He had predicted the realm that Song Yuanfeng might reach, the seventh-level minor achievement or the seventh-level great achievement.
But I never expected that it was already level eight...
This time, Gong Jing completely understood.
Why did Song Yuanfeng cut off his own arm, destroy Hongmen with his own hands, and send seventy-two evil spirits and thirty-six Tiangang to their deaths?
In front of the eighth-level powerhouse, those people are not even ants.
Not to mention what contribution it can make to the eighth-level powerhouse.
Since it can't bring benefits and has to share the benefits, it's better to destroy them all...
An eighth-level strong man can move around the world by relying on his own strength.
It no longer needs a gang to back it up.
Thinking of this, Gong Jing was shocked.
"and many more..."
He just finished saying the word "wait".
Song Yuanfeng shouted loudly.
The martial arts power in his body exploded instantly.
This explosion blew the Gongjing behind him into pieces.
Song Yuanfeng's actions surprised Qin Chuan.
"I knew you were a pervert, but I didn't expect you to be so perverted that you wouldn't even let go of your own followers."
"Haha, I kindly asked this bitch to manage Hongmen's accounts, but he ended up doing two sets of accounts behind his back. He hacked my money and died like this, which is an advantage for him."
"So, you deliberately arranged for Hongmen's seventy-two earth demons and thirty-six Tiangang to be around me?"
"Hahahaha, that's right. I was worried that you wouldn't be able to find them, so I packed them up and sent them to you so that you could catch them all."
For the first time, Qin Chuan felt that he was being plotted against.
Although to him, the people in Hongmen are just tools for upgrading.
But being plotted by Song Yuanfeng made him feel uncomfortable no matter how he thought about it.
"Mr. Song, your lifeboat has been put on the sea." An American soldier appeared and interrupted the conversation between Qin Chuan and Song Yuanfeng.
Song Yuanfeng nodded slightly, then waved casually.
The American soldier immediately split into two halves.
"lifeboat?"
Qin Chuan was a little confused. Even with his level 2 entry level strength, he could use air control to fly to the sea, with a flight duration of at least hours.
The Song Yuanfeng level 2 can obviously far exceed the -hour battery life level.
If he wanted to escape from the warship, he could do so without taking a lifeboat.
"Since you are at level eight, you don't need to find a lifeboat to leave this warship... Then..."
Qin Chuan's pupils shrank suddenly...
"Are you deliberately wasting your time waiting for me to come?"
"Haha, it seems you are not stupid. Yes, I am just wasting my time, waiting for you to come to me."
"You also want to end things today, right?"
Song Yuanfeng waved the sword in his hand and smiled faintly.
"I am a person who always does things from beginning to end. Today I revealed my eighth-level true form, so I need to understand everything before."
After Song Yuanfeng finished speaking, he raised the long sword in his hand.
He took a step forward, and the powerful martial arts power was like Tathagata's palm, falling from the sky and hitting Qin Chuan.
With this shot, Qin Chuan fell to the ground and vomited blood.
"Wait..." Qin Chuan suddenly said
Song Yuanfeng stopped moving very cooperatively.
"Do you have any last words or do you want to buy your life with money?"
Although he is an eighth-level strongman, he is still a carbon-based creature after all.
Need to eat, drink and sleep.
Song Yuanfeng lured Qin Chuan to meet him, firstly because he wanted to eliminate the root cause, and secondly because he wanted to kill Qin Chuan.
He knew that Qin Chuan was rich, and very rich.
When such people face life and death, they will definitely use money to clear the way.
Song Yuanfeng looked down at Qin Chuan who was paralyzed on the ground.
But the other party didn't beg for mercy or take out his bank card.
Qin Chuan smiled and spoke.
"No, I want to know what are the exclusive skills for level eight experts?"
Song Yuanfeng was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud.
"What's the use of knowing so much for a dying man."
"Haha, you're right..." Qin Chuan said mockingly
Song Yuanfeng stretched out a finger and said to Qin Chuan
"Don't talk about whether you have something or not. Let me make a price, 1000 billion, to buy your life. This price is very affordable."
Qin Chuan raised his head and looked at the condescending Song Yuanfeng in front of him.
A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. This smile was extremely complicated and indescribable.
Song Yuanfeng was very unhappy when he saw Qin Chuan's smile.
"I don't like your expression very much. Why are you laughing?"
"I laughed, what would a dying person do with so much money?"
Song Yuanfeng was stunned, "You..."
Song Yuanfeng's words were stuck in his throat. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a golden light flash...
His head blossomed in an instant, and all his body above the chest disappeared, blown into the air by a sea breeze.
Then a second golden light flashed, and the rest of Song Yuanfeng's body was beaten into pulp.
"Damn it, I forgot to make up for it..." Qin Chuan lay on the ground and regretted
