1777: C1777 There Are No Ifs in Life

C1777 There Are No Ifs in Life

Lin Zicong coldly looked at Liu Cheng, who was muttering to himself. His face was deathly pale, and his heart was filled with even more contempt. Qinger didn't want to marry him, instead, she liked a piece of trash.

"Impossible!" Liu successfully stood up, and glared angrily at Lin Zicong, hatefully saying, "Qinger won't be so heartless as to abandon me, you must be lying to me right?" He urgently hoped that Lin Zicong would admit that the Qinger who had once died for love, if she were to suddenly appear in front of him, it would mean that all the promises made in the past were lies.

No, it was not enough. He had to become one of the top rich men in China to be able to talk to the Qinger Family directly, but the more he did business, the more distant he felt the hope of becoming rich again.

Qinger's family was too strong, too terrifying.

He came to the capital with the determination to die. Other than sending Yang Ping a message, he also wanted to visit Qinger's tomb. Even if Qinger died, he did not have the qualifications to visit him. But Lin Zicong's appearance had ruthlessly slapped his face.

"You should be honored."

Lin Zicong waved his hand, the black clothed men all dispersed, locking the doors to the warehouse. He looked down at Liu Sheng from above, and sighed: "The difference in our statuses is too great, if not for Qinger, you would be no different from an ant. Do you believe that with just a word of mine, your family would be annihilated. "

Liu Gan stared angrily at Lin Zicong, but when he thought of his grandfather at home, he wanted to be stubborn, but he didn't dare because he knew Lin Zicong had the ability to do so. If Liu Family were to be destroyed because of his own matters, he didn't dare imagine.

"Scared?"

Lin Zicong laughed and shook his head: "With your little guts, you still dare to say you like Qinger."

"I'll give you a chance. If you promise to cripple your martial arts and never step foot into the capital again, I can let you go." Lin Zicong stared into Liu Gan's eyes and ordered, "How is it, I'll be kind to you, right?"

Liu Gan's face was gloomy, telling him to cripple his own martial arts, and at the same time never see Qinger, was simply impossible to do.

"Don't even think about it."

Liu Cheng clenched his teeth, and really wanted to throw himself at her, but for Liu Family, he resisted in the end.

"In that case, I'll kill you."

Lin Zicong sighed, shook his head, and seemed to want to stomp an ant to death, he shrugged and said, "In Yanhuang Team, your strength is considered not bad, and I heard that you performed a first class merit. In the past, aside from the captain Yan Huang, you were pretty good. But the military is the military, and this is the martial arts world. "

"Come on, use your most prized martial arts to defeat me. I'll show you what a mountain is!"

Liu Sheng was bewildered.

"If you defeat me, not only will I break the engagement with Qinger, I will also arrange for the two of you to be together."

Lin Zicong laughed.

Liu Gan's eyes lit up, revealing a strong desire. If he could beat Lin Zicong, then he could be together with Qinger, and even if it was his wish to try.

"Really?"

Lin Zicong laughed, his smile full of disdain, and said: "I never go back on my words."

He had already lost the qualifications to continue being promoted, and was almost crippled, but he still possessed the strength of Ninth Level Stage. He used to be arrogant and conceited, but he also possessed great talent, and he knew that he was no weaker than others. As long as he fought with his life on the line, there was still hope for him to defeat his opponent.

He had gone through experience fighting and obtained a lot of valuable experience, but Lin Zicong was just a child of a large clan, he was definitely not as ruthless as him.

Lin Zicong stood with his hands behind his back, smiled while looking at him, and said: "Ninth Level Stage, is not bad, and is making a guard dog in my house."

"Whiz!"

All of his vitality had been raised to the peak. With a loud roar, he turned into a stream of light and pierced towards Lin Zicong.

He gathered all his power into his fist and fiercely smashed towards Lin Zicong.

This was a punch at the peak of power, one that far exceeded what it had been in the past.

Even if it was Subsaintly State, Liu Sheng felt that he could still fight in his current state. Lin Zicong looked to be even younger than him, so no matter how strong he was, could it still be Saint Stage?

The fist collided with the air, and the surroundings were set ablaze, producing sizzling sounds.

"Just this kind of power?"

Lin Zicong shook his head in disappointment when he saw Liu Cheng's punch coming at him: "It's too slow."

Pfft!

Liu Gan's fist was about to hit his opponent, but Lin Zicong suddenly disappeared without a trace. In the next moment, he was right in front of him, and intense pain came from his lower abdomen. When he looked down, he did not know when Lin Zicong's fist had struck his body.

Liu Cheng flew through the air and slammed heavily into the wall. With a single punch, he was severely injured.

He crawled up and looked at Lin Zicong in shock.

He was actually so powerful.

Boom!

Lin Zicong erupted with spirit pressure, and the aura of his Subsaint filled the air. Although the youngsters of his Lin Family were not at the top, they were absolutely powerful. At such a young age, his Subsaintly State would definitely break through in the future to become the top tier fighting strength of his Lin Family.

The pressure of the Subsaint caused Liu Chengsheng's soul to instinctively tremble. This was a fundamental difference that he was unable to resist.

"Kneel!"

Lin Zicong released a strong pressure, and Liu successfully knelt down.

Liu Cheng gritted his teeth, and his eyes became bloodshot. Even though his legs were bent and his bones were cracking, he still insisted, "I won't kneel."

Lin Zicong scoffed, "It's not up to you."

No matter how strong the pressure became, Liu Cheng's consciousness became blurry and his surroundings seemed to have turned into a raging sea. He was a small boat in a raging sea and was on the verge of collapse. But it was still hard to bear.

He could collapse at any moment.

"You can't fall down, Qinger is still waiting for me, she must be forced to do so."

Liu Cheng almost fainted, he bit the tip of his tongue, causing blood to flow out from the corner of his mouth, he stared straight at Lin Zicong and bellowed: "Ultimate Fighting Technique!"

Under the strong pressure, Liu Cheng finally understood the Fighting Technique that Yang Ping had given him back then. It was only an ordinary fighting technique, but when he used his spirit energy on the Fighting Technique, his fighting strength had increased by a level.

The intimidating aura was pierced through like glass and shattered into pieces on the ground. All the pressure disappeared and Lin Zicong was surprised to find that Liu Gan's eyes were scarlet red.

This move was quite interesting.

It could actually cause him the illusion of harm.

The Ultimate Fighting Technique was a move that could threaten the power of Subsaint. When Liu Gan successfully punched out, he felt as if his body was like water flowing and cloud, and it was more than ten times stronger than the previous punch. As the Ultimate Fighting Technique was unleashed, his confidence also increased.

Lin Zicong faced the Ultimate Fighting Technique, and gently struck out with his palm, his palm that seemed to be as soft as water wrapped around Liu Gan's fist.

Liu Cheng's fist struck Lin Zicong's palm and his expression changed greatly. He seemed to have fallen into a swamp and was unable to free himself and all of his energy fell like rain onto the ocean.

He continued to fly out.

Looking at Liu Sheng who struggled to stand up from the ground, Lin Zicong frowned. He felt a sharp pain from his palm, which caused his expression to turn cold and his killing intent to rise. A person with Ninth Level Stage had actually injured his palm.

It was a shame.

Liu Gan had only used two moves and completely used up all the energy in his body. He could only wait for death.1

His eyes were filled with despair as she thought to himself, Qinger, I'm sorry, I can't look at you anymore.

With a stomp on Liu Cheng's chest, Lin Zicong bared his teeth and said in a dense voice: "I'll send you to hell."

He raised his head and smacked it towards Liu Gan's head.

However, at this moment, the door to the warehouse was shattered.

Three figures were thrown in from the warehouse and landed in front of Lin Zicong, spitting out blood.

A figure strode in, towering like a mountain.

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