<strong>Chapter 756: Chapter 755: Death Track (Part 1)</strong>


    Mu Chen was surprised to discover that his Qi Realm had climbed again, his energy increasingly terrifying, his strength growing more and more powerful, it was simply inconceivable.


    “Where are you at with your strength?” Mu Chen looked at Xue Li and said.


    Xue Li, with a face full of resentment, said: “You jerk, from today onwards, don’t expect to follow me, I’m going to leave.”


    “Leave? Don’t you want to kill the people from the Church Court anymore?”


    “Compared to you, I want to escape.”


    “Fine! If you want to leave, then leave! Without the Church Court experts for me to kill, you’ll have no energy to refine.” Mu Chen said seriously.


    “Are you doing this on purpose, you jerk?” The moment Xue Li thought of the Church Court experts’ energy, she immediately no longer wanted to leave.


    “Anyway, I’ve said the ugly words; it’s up to you whether you want to leave or not.”


    “Once my strength is much stronger, I’ll kill you,” Xue Li said with a smile.


    “I’ll be waiting.” Mu Chenughed heartily, feeling more and more that Xue Li was really cute.


    “Hmph.”


    “Boss.” At this time, a voice was heard outside the door.


    “What is it?” Mu Chen instantly went outside and looked at the young man.


    “Boss, we’ve got news that a few youngsters from the Church Court will appear on the Death Track.”


    “Death Track? Isn’t that a ce for elementary schoolers to race?” Mu Chen said with a smile.


    “Boss, that ce is full of all sorts, it sounds a bit mean to call them elementary schoolers!” the young man said with a smile, since they also often raced there to vent.


    “What I mean is they are just elementary schoolers to me. Don’t worry, I’ll be there tonight,” Mu Chen said seriously.


    “Oh, oh.” The young man understood that, to Mu Chen, they were indeed elementary schoolers.


    “I got it, you go down first! Wait for me with the car at the door at seven o’clock, I’ll take a look.”


    “Yes, boss.” The young man smiled and immediately left.


    “Death Track, I’ve actually been there twice, killed two nasty men,” Xue Li said to Mu Chen.


    “Do you also want to go?”


    “Don’t you want me to?”


    “Of course I do, having a beauty apany me, why not?” Mu Chen said with a smile.


    “That’s more like it.”


    “I don’t think it’s that simple! What are you really nning?” Mu Chen asked curiously.


    “Have you heard of an organization called Destroying God?”


    “Destroying God? Aren’t they the drug manufacturers?” Mu Chen frowned as he spoke.


    “Right, but they’re more like an invisible huge, with their presence all over the world, mysterious and unpredictable,” Xue Li said seriously.


    “What does that have to do with you?”


    “Of course, it’s rted. When I was looking for prey there, these people almost caught me. I must take revenge,” Xue Li said seriously.


    “You’ve reminded me, this Destroying God Organization, I really should destroy it,” Mu Chen thought of something and said seriously.


    Mu Chen had many spections. The Destruction God Organization seemed to be rted to the undead that attacked himst time, to shadows; this enmity, it must be avenged.


    “What, do you also have a grudge with them?”


    “No matter if there’s a grudge or not, evil forces must bepletely eradicated,” Mu Chen said seriously.


    “If you have the time, you do it yourself. I just want to kill those few people,” Xue Li said seriously.


    “It’s up to you, I need to cultivate,” Mu Chen said, continuing toprehend the Sword Domain.


    And so the time flew by, and soon it was seven o’clock in the evening. Mu Chen and Xue Li appeared at the bar door, got into a car, and left the ce, heading towards the Death Track.


    Death Track, a gathering ce for countless racing experts from around the world, where there’s gambling, death, women, and so on. As darkness fell, countless people woke up, converging at the Death Track.


    Death Track was expansive, with countless twists and turns, and the starting point was at a vast, square-like open space.


    At this moment, Death Track was bustling with people, a variety of people gathered, racing cars passing by, variouspetitions underway, and of course, there were projectors to view everything happening on the Death Track.


    The people from Hell were very arrogant; they drove straight to the front of Death Track in full view of everyone, almost hitting several people as they went inside, and for a time, quite a few hot-tempered people immediately surrounded them, and some onlookers, knowing that the car’s passengers were in trouble, said,


    “Damn it, get out of the car, it’s a death sentence.” A lot of people shouted.


    The crowd, holding clubs, was very aggressive.


    “Death sentence, who do you think you are?” At that moment, several people from Hell got out of the car, looking at the crowd and said arrogantly.


    “You are people from Hell.” Many people recognized the Hell garment, and their expressions turned grim.


    “Knowing we’re from Hell, aren’t you going to scram?” Mu Chen stepped out with Xue Li and said disdainfully.


    “Scram? No matter who you are from Hell, this is Death Track, and here, you must know the rules. Either die or leave the car behind.”


    “I was saying! Don’t park the car haphazardly,” Xue Li said helplessly.


    “Is this called haphazard parking? When I was messing around here before, if I didn’t like someone, I’d just take them out, no need for words with them.”


    “Boss, we know what to do, Hell is Emperor, not just anyone can provoke,” a few youngsters said, speeding incredibly fast, emitting a peak Mythical Realm aura, and in the blink of an eye, a bunch of people were beaten down, vomiting blood wildly, in tremendous fear.


    “Rules? Does anyone want to talk to me about rules?” Mu Chen said domineeringly, hugging Xue Li.


    Mu Chen sighed; it reminded him of the time he hugged Qi Qiangwei here, speaking arrogantly, filled with memories.


    “We dare not,” many people frowned and said.


    “Rules, do the weak even deserve to talk about rules?” Just then, a burly middle-aged man appeared, his presence exuding the aura of the Venerable.


    “Don’t say I didn’t warn you, those who surpass the Mythical, cannot strike those in the Mythical Realm,” Mu Chen looked at the burly man and said.


    “You injured my brother, you must be punished,” the burly man shouted, targeting the people from Hell, striking out with a punch that exploded with killing intent.


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