Chapter 141 Is This a Hand?
Chen Zijun found that she had said a lot, but Jiang Che ignored her and kept mumbling something to the girl next to her.

Chen Zijun was a little annoyed, as if he had made a touching confession to a girl he liked, but the girl didn't even listen to what he said.

At this moment, his desire to kill Jiang Che reached its peak.

"Are you leaving your last words?" Chen Zijun's voice became a little sharp, and he tried to get Jiang Che's attention back.

Jiang Che looked at Tuan Tuan beside him, "Will Tuan Tuan be afraid?"

He knew that Tuantuan was not an ordinary human child.

"Tuantuan is not afraid, they are all bad guys." Tuantuan held Jiang Che's hand. She didn't have much feeling towards humans, everything revolved around Jiang Che.

Whoever Jiang Che says is a good person, she will be nice to him.

Even if he didn't like Feihu at the beginning, he just wanted to scare her and didn't kill her.

"Okay, then I'll leave you a few last words." The corners of Chen Zijun's ferocious mouth were a little stiff, and he felt a little embarrassed when he saw that Jiang Che still ignored him.

"But you can only explain a few more things." He snorted twice, as if trying to save his face.

Xiong Jie is not afraid of him because they have experts on their side.

Ah Hua is here, who here can kill them?

"Brother, let me ask you a question." Xiong Jie asked towards where Chen Zijun was.

"You said, considering that you are about to die, I will answer everything I can." He narrowed his eyes and returned to his original weasel-like smile, "Even if you have any unfulfilled wishes, I will do my best."

"This is nothing. It's just sympathy from a fellow human being." He sighed righteously but sadly.

"When are you going back to Gotham? Batman said he won't beat you anymore."

"What?" Chen Zijun was stunned for a moment, obviously not understanding.

"What?" Jiang Che was also stunned. He didn't understand what this sentence meant.

But soon, Chen Zijun discovered that the people behind him were biting their lower lips to hold back their laughter, and they couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"What did he mean?" Chen Zijun looked at the people around him.

"That's what... the clown meant." The person behind Chen Zijun explained to him somewhat awkwardly.

The battle between the Joker and Batman instantly played out in his mind, and he was still wondering how this related to him...

He repeated the word "clown" in his mind and suddenly realized that the other party was calling him a clown.

Realizing that he had become a laughing stock, his neck instantly turned the color of liver, and his face also took on an abnormal purple-red color that was caused by excessive congestion.

Xiong Jie was also thinking about how to explain to Jiang Che, "This has to do with a movie."

"But that's not what the movie means, it's just a description..."

He wanted to explain to Jiang Che, but found that he didn't know how to say it, because Jiang Che lacked a lot of understanding of the world.

All of this is what an ordinary human child would understand when he or she grows up to the age of 20.

All the thousands of words turned into just one sentence, "I'll find it for you later."

Jiang Che nodded and looked at Tuan Tuan and Ah Hua who also didn't understand, "Let's watch it together from now on."

A glimmer of anticipation flashed in Ahua and Tuantuan's eyes. Although they felt that the human world was relatively low-level, it did not prevent human society from having many interesting things.

Chen Zijun snorted coldly. He was no longer prepared to wait.

"You don't know what life and death are." He chuckled. The strength of the tenth level was enough for him to look down on everyone here.

He wanted to give Jiang Che and the people around him the most painful death, using his fists to beat them into a pulp!

Chen Zijun was very fast. He was still standing in the same place one second, and in front of Jiang Che the next. He pointed his fist with bulging veins at Jiang Che's face, and after the fist, he showed his unchanging smile.

Ah Hua felt Chen Zijun's movements and wanted to help Jiang Che, but she saw Jiang Che slowly stretched out his hand and squeezed his fist. Jiang Che quickly made a move and squeezed his fist, not letting him withdraw it.

Chen Zijun felt the force of the fist, and his dark pupils suddenly shrank.

It had been a long time since he had been held like this. The last time he was held like this was when he was a child. An elder pinched his fist and he could neither break free nor fight back.

"Click——"

The sound of bones breaking came from the junction of fists and hands. Jiang Che's strength in his hands became stronger and stronger, and his palms gradually closed.

Chen Zijun felt a sharp pain in his wrist. He wanted to pull it back, but there was no way.

He looked at Jiang Che in horror. Who the hell said that he was at the peak of level five?

Can this kind of wrist strength be exerted by a peak fifth-level cultivator?
Behind him, the people who were preparing to attack Jiang Che like him were still waiting for him to finish the killing.

"Brother Zijun, remember to hold on. The brothers also want to stab you a few times."

"Give me an assist, otherwise I don't know if it counts."

"I don't ask for any reward, I just want to survive."

"This kid has broken bones."

"A fifth-level versus a tenth-level. Not only will his bones be broken, but his internal organs will probably be beaten into a pulp."

……

Behind Chen Zijun, another survivor sighed.

The voice in their head only promised them that if they killed Jiang Che, they would be allowed to leave the dungeon, but it did not say whether assists would count.

But Chen Zijun's strength is there, it would be good enough if he didn't kill all of them.

Even if he killed Jiang Che, there would still be five left.

They didn't notice anything unusual about Chen Zijun.

But it’s not their fault.

Since everyone has become stronger, in addition to increased strength, their tolerance for pain has also greatly increased.

In their eyes, the battle between Chen Zijun and Jiang Che was just a fight of punches and palms.

They didn't think Jiang Che could take Chen Zijun's blow.

Chen Zijun remained calm, but Jiang Che kept frowning. They naturally thought that this time, Chen Zijun had the upper hand.

Chen Zijun didn't dare to look behind him. He had just been called a clown, but now he felt that this group of people were the clowns.

You really don't have eyes. Don't you see that your fists have turned into dough?

He pulled his hand back with all his strength, but Jiang Che showed no intention of holding back.

There was a strong tearing sensation between his wrists, and Chen Zijun felt that his palm and arm bones, which had turned into soft dough, were being torn apart.

"hiss--"

Chen Zijun's figure flew backwards, but it was not Jiang Che who knocked him away. He lost strength and fell backwards on his own.

Everyone's eyes were on his torn wrist, while the other half was in Jiang Che's hand, already soft as mud.

Is this a hand?
Who can say that this puddle of mud is a hand?

Before they had time to think, everyone felt the ground sinking.

The earth is swallowing people!

(End of this chapter)