Heavenly War God Returns To City

However, in the next moment, the soldier suddenly felt his vision blur. Then, he punched empty air, and the person in front of him disappeared without a trace!    

Because the force was too great, under the effect of inertia, the soldier staggered a few steps forward.    

"Hey, where are you hitting? I'm here."    

At this moment, a faint voice suddenly sounded behind him. The soldier's face darkened. He suddenly turned around and found that person unexpectedly appeared behind him.    

The soldier was about to attack again when he suddenly realized something. He looked at the person from head to toe and let out a long sigh before returning to Chung Wennian's side without saying a word.    

"Soldier, what are you doing? Continue to attack and get the stone back!"    

Chung Chengfeng, who did not know what was going on, shouted.    

This time, the little soldier did not listen to him. He just stood beside Chung Wennian and kept silent. His eyes were full of helplessness and guilt.    

Chung Wennian looked at the soldier beside him and seemed to understand something. He also sighed softly, "Forget it. Let's go."    

Before leaving, he did not forget to smile bitterly at Yang Xuan. "Little brother, I apologize for what happened just now. I hope you don't take it to heart."    

After saying that, he turned around and left with his followers.    

"Sigh, Dad..."    

Chung Chengfeng still did not seem to understand the clues, but when he saw his father and the soldier acting so strangely, he quickly chased after them.    

The crowd surrounding them did not know what was going on. Each of them had a puzzled look on their faces. They had no idea what had happened just now. Why did they suddenly stop arguing with this kid?    

Yang Xuan sighed lightly and looked at Elder Chung's back as he left. He seemed to be conflicted about something. After a while, he seemed to have made up his mind and said to himself, "Forget it. I'll help you once!"    

Then he held the stone and prepared to leave.    

"Little brother, please wait!"    

At this time, the stall owner caught up again.    

Yang Xuan smiled and said, "You've heard about the value of this stone just now. Five million is definitely too little. Just tell me a number."    

"No, that's not what I meant."    

The stall owner said seriously, "I want to return the money to you. Otherwise, you won't be able to sleep well."    

"Oh?"    

Yang Xuan asked in puzzlement, "Didn't you hear what Elder Chung said just now? He wanted to pay five billion to buy my stone."    

"It is his business how much Elder Chung is willing to pay."    

The stall owner said seriously, "But in my opinion, this stone is just an ordinary stone. In my eyes, it's only a hundred yuan. I don't want any extra money. Otherwise, I won't be able to sleep well for the rest of my life."    

He took out his phone and returned the five million yuan back to Yang Xuan.    

Yang Xuan was slightly stunned, and then a gratified smile appeared on his face.    

"Wait."    

Yang Xuan took out a pen and wrote down his phone number on it. He handed it to the stall owner and said with a smile, "In the future, if you have anything to do, remember to call me. You can do anything you want. Just treat it as me owing you a favor."    

After saying that, he left with a smile while holding the stone.    

The stall owner let out a long sigh. He conveniently stuffed the note into his pocket and went back to his stall to continue shouting.    

The people around him said that he was a fool, but he didn't explain anything. He just smiled and didn't say anything. Although he was just a stall owner, he had his own principles. He didn't need anyone to understand him, nor did he need to explain to anyone.    

He didn't take the note in his pocket seriously, but at this moment, he would never dream that if the people in Dark World who knew Yang Xuan saw this scene, they would envy him.    

The youngest Marquis in the world, the terrifying Champion Marquis!    

To make him owe someone a favor, the value was not something that could be measured by five billion.    

At the same time, the stall owner also did not expect this. In the near future, he would only need to stamp his feet. The whole world would tremble, and everything... It all started with this small piece of paper.    

At the same time.    

In an ordinary black car, Chung Wennian sat in the back with his back against the comfortable chair. His eyes were closed, and his mouth twitched occasionally, as if he was thinking about something.    

"Dad, why did you leave just now? You know that stone might be your last hope to save your life!"    

Chung Chengfeng sat in the passenger seat, looking anxious.    

In fact, he was different from the other rich kids. He never acted arrogantly, nor did he bully others with his power.    

But this time, he had no choice but to do so because he knew very well that black stone might be the only hope for his father to continue living.    

Chung Wennian did not pay attention to Chung Chengfeng. Instead, he said to the soldier who was driving in front of him, "Soldier, how strong is that person just now?"    

Chung Chengfeng did not see any clues just now, but Chung Wennian saw it clearly.    

The soldier who was loyal to him retreated to his side after just one move. This meant that the soldier was not a match for that man.    

The soldier did not speak. He just slowly extended three fingers.    

"You mean you can't even last three moves from him?"    

Chung Wennian was a little surprised. The soldier had followed him for many years, so he knew nothing about the soldier's skills. Even if he was bare-handed, ordinary people would not be able to get close to him. He had been by his side all these years, but he had never seen the soldier suffer in front of anyone.    

"No!"    

The soldier's voice was particularly gloomy, "I mean, it was just that exchange of moves. If he didn't show mercy, he would have had at least three chances to take my life!"    

Weng!    

Even the experienced and knowledgeable Chung Wennian felt his head buzz.    

With just one move, that person actually had three chances to kill a soldier?    

This kind of skill was simply unheard of!    

Chung Chengfeng also broke out in cold sweat. Only now did he understand why the soldier suddenly stopped.    

"Could that person be the legendary cultivator?"    

Chung Chengfeng was shocked. Although he did not know martial arts, he had heard that there was a kind of person in this world who trained martial arts to a certain level and was called a cultivator.    

The difference between a martial artist and a top master among ordinary people was like heaven and earth.    

Take the soldier for example. He used to play underground black boxing. Now, no matter if he was placed in any open or secret arena, he would at least be a top expert in the top three ranks, not to mention the champion.    

But in front of a true cultivator, he was also a gap between an adult and a kindergarten child.    

"I don't think it's as simple as being a martial artist. With his movement technique just now, even among the martial artists, this person has to be at least at the middle-level or above."    

The soldier said in a deep voice. Up until now, he still had lingering fears. This was the first time he had encountered a martial artist. He never would have thought that the other party was far more powerful than he had imagined.    

Middle-level!    

This word once again made Chung Wennian and Chung Chengfeng break out in cold sweat.