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"Who?"

The experts of Wenlin Society immediately rushed out, and then they saw Han Yichen.

Han Yichen just turned his head, looking towards the place where Mr. Mike was hiding, after thinking for a bit, his figure flashed, and caught up with him.

There was no escape for people of the Wenlin Society if they hid here. Thus, right now, he had to be the first to deal with the gunman.

Mr. Mike was indeed an outstanding sniper. After his shot missed, he instantly changed directions and hid himself. After Han Yichen charged over, he did not see anything. The surrounding plants also did not move at all.

"Ah, no wonder he dared to shoot at me. He turned out to be an expert."

Han Yichen laughed disdainfully, then turned and walked back to the front of the Wenlin Society experts.

The people from the Wenlin Society had been engaged in an intense quarrel during this period of time.

Duan Zhipeng said: "President, Han Yichen is here, let's quickly run!"

Zhan Wenlin said: "What are you afraid of? We only escaped here to avoid the cops. Just a mere Han Yichen, no matter how strong he is, how can he be a match for so many of us? "

After the others heard this, they also agreed, "That's right! The guild leader was right! Even if that Han Yichen is powerful, with so many of us, how can we possibly be afraid of him! "

Duan Zhipeng sighed, he knew that no matter what he said now, it would all be useless.

Han Yichen's figure flashed, and reappeared in front of them once more.

Duan Zhipeng felt despair in his heart. He knew that it was already too late to say anything.

Duan Zhipeng was one of the core members of the Wenlin Society and was the president of the Wenlin Society, Zhan Wenlin's left and right hands. Therefore, he naturally understood in his heart that once Han Yichen was released from prison, they should have been hiding somewhere. After all, even A Liang's combat ability that was exceptionally strong was not a match for him. Other than attacking together, there was simply no possibility of their Wenlin Society winning. Furthermore, in the prison, even though Han Yichen was in a passive position, he still killed so many of their assassins. From this, one could imagine how powerful and terrifying this Han Yichen was.

However, in reality, this was indeed the case.

Han Yichen, a Spirit Cultivator, was a strong existence in the current society. After all, cultivators were divided into Manpower, Spirit Channeling, Divine Transformation, Sky Law, Spirit Channeling, Heaven Channeling, and Myriad Tribulations. And because Han Yichen had a profound strength at such a high level, an ordinary person would naturally not be able to deal with him.

Who is Zhan Wenlin?

Han Yichen stood in front of everyone and asked coldly.

For a moment, Zhan Wenlin felt an intense fear. But then again, he was the president of the Wenlin Society, and Han Yichen was only a single person, what was there for him to be afraid of? Thus, he smiled and said: "Han Yichen, I didn't think you would have such big balls! You actually dare to come here alone to kill me? "

Han Yichen squinted his eyes and asked: "Why would I not dare?"

"Our Wenlin Society s are as numerous as the clouds. Yet, right now, you are only a single person. So, don't you feel that your actions are simply courting death? " Zhan Wenlin sneered.

Han Yichen shook his head lightly, and said: "I really don't know, just who gave you such a strong confidence?"

After saying this, Han Yichen made his move.

Han Yichen was a Spirit Cultivator. How could Zhan Wenlin be a match for him? Although this Zhan Wenlin started from scratch and became the emperor of the earth Binzhou City … But unfortunately, in front of Han Yichen, he was nothing. Han Yichen had only made a slight move, and already stopped his neck.

"Zhan Wenlin, there are some people that you cannot afford to offend."

"Because these kinds of people can instantly kill you."

"Even though, in the eyes of the masses, you are still the emperor of Binzhou City."

"But so what?"

Zhan Wenlin's neck was tied, and he was no longer able to speak. He could already feel the danger of death.

Han Yichen's eyes gradually became cold, and then with a pinch, Zhan Wenlin's neck was broken.

Zhan Wenlin, the underground emperor of the Binzhou City, a nightmare of countless citizens. Even the expressions of many top figures in the business world changed when they talked about Zhan Wenlin. But now, Han Yichen had only pinched his hands and sent him to hell.

This was Han Yichen.

The power displayed by a Psychic Cultivator.

The surrounding Wenlin Society people were all shocked. In this instant, they had finally realized that the Han Yichen in front of them was a devil, an existence that they couldn't afford to offend.

Duan Zhipeng had already planned to slip away.

"Halt!" Han Yichen said coldly.

Duan Zhipeng, who was extremely intelligent in the Wenlin Society, could only obediently stand in place when faced with Han Yichen's cold berating. After all, Han Yichen was an Evil God, an existence they could not afford to offend.

Han Yichen laughed in disdain, and said: "Right now, no one is allowed to leave!"

Duan Zhipeng did not dare to leave, so naturally, the others stood still more obediently.

Han Yichen laughed with satisfaction and continued to speak, "Now, your Wenlin Society, will be subject to my control in the future. Otherwise, I'll kill all of you right now! " He paused and continued, "Do you believe me?"

After the people from Wenlin Society heard this, they immediately looked at Duan Zhipeng quietly.

And everyone's actions, were immediately seen by Han Yichen. Han Yichen laughed disdainfully as he turned to look at Duan Zhipeng. He understood that now that Zhan Wenlin was dead, this Duan Zhipeng had become the backbone of the entire Wenlin Society.

Since Han Yichen had said so, then naturally, he had his own plans.

He would have to mix in the Binzhou City for a long time, so naturally, there would be people everywhere. The white way, there was Zhang Huahua and Wu Peiyan; and in the black way, if one had Wenlin Society, it would naturally be very good as well.

Duan Zhipeng became the center of attention.

He awkwardly laughed, and could only say: "Okay, okay, Mr Han, we will be managed by you in the future. In the future, Wenlin Society, we will follow your lead."

When the surrounding Wenlin Society disciples heard this, they looked at each other, bitterly laughed, and could only echo: "Mr Han, in the future, we will listen to your commands."

Now, Zhan Wenlin was dead, and the Wenlin Society group had no leader. And since Han Yichen took the initiative to make such a request, in order to survive, they could only agree.

Han Yichen laughed with satisfaction, and said: "Duan Zhipeng, in the future, when I'm not around, my Wenlin Society will be left to you to lead. Furthermore, you will return to Binzhou City tomorrow morning. "

After saying that, Han Yichen took Zhan Wenlin's corpse and left.

Rising Sun, police station.

The moment Zhang Huahua came to work, she saw a corpse at the entrance of the Police Station.

"Zhan Wenlin?"

Zhan Wenlin was someone that everyone recognized. After all, this Zhan Wenlin was the Underground Emperor of the Binzhou City, who had interacted with the police department for many years. It was just that no one would have thought that the Emperor Zhan Wenlin, who was once called by the Binzhou City, would now become a corpse.

Han Yichen slowly walked out and said: "Zhang Huahua, the matters in the prison can finally come to an end."

Zhang Huahua raised her head, looked at Han Yichen, then looked at Zhan Wenlin's corpse and asked: "Is this your masterpiece?"

Han Yichen smiled softly. "Jian Wenlin is a common man who has committed many evil deeds. He should have died a long time ago." Although I have only given you a corpse after I killed him, my actions could not be said to be disregarding human life, because my actions are acting on behalf of the heavens. So, shouldn't your police department make a statement?

Han Yichen understood that if he did not come, he would not be able to explain this matter clearly. He might even be able to define himself as someone who wanted to kill others on purpose. So right now, he had specially made a trip to the police station.

Furthermore, as long as they flipped over this case, people with Wenlin Society could once again return to the Binzhou City on a large scale. As long as he was no longer lawless under his personal management, they could be at peace.

Zhang Huahua smiled lightly and asked: "In that case, do I need to give you face?"

"Cough cough …"

He waited for an entire day and night until all the Wenlin Society members had left the cave. Then, Mr. Mike crawled out from the pile of grass.

Mr. Mike, international mercenary, sniper. Thus, in terms of hiding, he was extremely patient. And it was extremely hard to find. Even Han Yichen was unable to discover it.

However, the current Mr. Mike looked like he was still in a sorry state. After all, if it were anyone else, hiding in the grass for a day and a night would not feel good.

But even so, the present Mr. Mac felt as if he had survived a disaster.

After all, Han Yichen was a cultivator! It was fortunate that he didn't get caught. Otherwise, even if he had ten lives, he would still have to pay for it.

Liu Mingtian stood in front of Liu Detian and asked: "Father, did Mr. Mike succeed?"

Liu Detian laughed, and said: "Don't worry, when Mr Mike takes action, no one will be able to beat him. Just now, I've already sent over all the rewards. Therefore, the current Han Yichen is already dead. "

Hearing that, Liu Mingtian's face immediately revealed joy, and he said: That's great! As long as Han Yichen dies, I can immediately pursue Wu Peiyan! "

This Liu Mingtian, all he could think of was Wu Peiyan.

However, before father and son were happy for long, the phone rang.

Liu Detian picked up the phone, looked at it, and immediately laughed: "Son, look what I'm saying! Mr. Mike, we've already called. "

Then he pressed the answer button.

Then, in the next moment, his expression changed.

"Liu Detian! Do you think I've lived too long? " Mr. Mac's voice was angry.

"… …." What happened, Mr. Mac? " Liu Detian started to feel that something was wrong.

"That Han Yichen is not what you described at all, he's just an ordinary bodyguard. That Han Yichen, was an existence of a super strong warrior. I almost died in his hands. " Mr. Mac's voice was icy cold.

"Huh?" Liu Detian was shocked. He had never imagined that Mr. Mac would fail.

"Liu Detian, if you ask me to take action again in the future, I will trouble you to investigate our target!"

"… …." What do you mean? Mr. Mike, are you not going to deal with this Han Yichen? "

"Nonsense!" Unless I find myself living too long! "

"But Mister Mike, I have already sent you the compensation I promised you …"

"Liu Detian, don't worry. I don't have the money to complete the mission, so I won't take it. I'll give you the money and I'll go back and burn it for you. "

With that, Mr. Mack hung up.

Liu Detian was startled, he did not know what to say.

Liu Mingtian's face was also extremely gray. He had originally thought that if Han Yichen was killed, he would be able to pursue Wu Peiyan without restraint. But now, all his hopes had been dashed. This Mr. Mike, forget about killing Han Yichen, he was even very afraid of him.

Liu Detian calmed down slowly and recovered, then said: "Now, it seems that we need to investigate Han Yichen more seriously."

"This Han Yichen is definitely a powerful being. If not, Mr. Mike would not be so afraid!"