"I'm in the Dragon Clan, what the heck is the Naruto Counterattack System?"

Chapter 60 Who Do You Think I Am? (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

"Put me down," the girl whispered.

Qi Xiuyuan put down Su Xiaoqiang, who had been holding him in his arms and had buried her head in her hands, and appeared in the sight of these mixed-race people in a completely natural manner.

Although those who can come here are not favored in their own clans, each of them manages assets worth hundreds of millions or even billions, and their power far exceeds that of the Black Prince, CEO Shao.

If it were Qi Xiuyuan from a few days ago, even if he tried his whole life, he would never see their shadow. They would just be playthings in their eyes, or even ants that could be crushed with a single finger.

But at this moment, instead of knocking and entering with loyalty and respect, the boy smashed the dome to let the firelight in, illuminating the filth and exposing their ugly state.

Those half-open, half-closed eyes slowly swept over the masks of everyone present, the scarlet pupils shimmering with golden light, carrying a condescending scrutiny.

Everyone who met his gaze lost their usual composure, as if they were fish on a chopping board, instinctively avoiding his eyes.

This was an innate bloodline suppression force, not as strong as the "ancestors" they had seen before, but far more intense and dazzling than the aura of those old guys.

Even those "servants" who had been transformed from low-blooded hybrids into Deadpools were now cowering in place like rabbits that had smelled the scent of lions and tigers.

"Who are you?"

The first to regain consciousness was the man sitting in the front row.

He ignited his golden eyes, but in Qi Xiuyuan's eyes, there was no trace of majesty or arrogance, but rather a sense of inferiority and weakness.

Only those who appear arrogant but are actually weak will feel genuine anger and humiliation from the bottom of their hearts just because someone glances at them.

Coincidentally, Qi Xiuyuan also did not have the habit of announcing his name to a dying person.

He simply looked at the man on the stage and the image frozen on the screen behind him, and a chilling fear that penetrated to the bone filled the entire arena like a flame.

"It seems they are all my fans."

Qi Xiuyuan turned to look at Su Xiao and chuckled softly, "However, I remember that you've already scattered my support group. I never thought there would still be someone spying on my private life."

Su Xiao understood the meaning behind his words, and a slight smile appeared on her lips as she said, "Stalker fans aren't considered fans."

They are to be humanely destroyed.

Upon hearing this, everyone tensed up, their golden eyes blazing. The atmosphere grew increasingly tense, as if they were being sucked out of a quagmire, their lungs filled with sticky mud.

"This guy—"

In the oppressive silence, a young man stepped forward, removed his mask to reveal a friendly smile, and bowed slightly, saying, "I am a member of the Chen family. May I have a word with you?"

Qi Xiuyuan turned to look at him but didn't say anything. Instead, many people present gasped in surprise.

"That's the third son of the 84th generation of the Chen family!"

"Is it the Chen family, one of the three surnames and five clans?"

Among those present, there were certainly members of other prominent families, but their bloodlines were definitely not as strong as those of the three sons.

Hearing the words coming from around him, the three sons of the Chen family smiled, seemingly regaining some confidence.

"We were only here because of a setup by the organizers, and we know nothing about how they used you." The three sons of the Chen family straightened up, looked at Qi Xiuyuan and smiled slightly. "Could you let us leave now? We will surely repay you handsomely in the future."

"Let 'you' leave?" Qi Xiuyuan laughed. "You're quite generous, I admire you for it."

"I've always treated my friends this way." The third son of the Chen family, oblivious to the hidden meaning in his words, laughed and said, "Although you are a new face and don't seem to come from a prestigious family, I have witnessed your abilities."

"If you're willing to do me this favor, I'd also like to introduce you to the Inner Guard. Perhaps we can sit down and have a cup of tea like friends when we meet again in the future."

At this point, he glanced at the "evolution potion" on the stage, a hint of greed flashing across his face, then looked at Qi Xiuyuan and said with a smirk, "If you can help the Chen family obtain that potion, you will become a guest of honor in the Chen family."

"We can even strengthen our bloodline through intermarriage and produce more outstanding offspring. At the same time, we are willing to generously share the results of our drug research with you. We are never stingy in helping our friends."

He stared intently at Qi Xiuyuan's expression, but Qi Xiuyuan remained expressionless.

"It seems that this applies to both the Secret Service and the Orthodox faction," he said calmly. "I can't even imagine what kind of thinking would lead someone to say such things so matter-of-factly."

"Just because of the blood flowing in your veins?"

The moment he finished speaking, Qi Xiuyuan disappeared.

! !

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Qi Xiuyuan appeared in front of the third son of the Chen family, violently grabbing his throat with one hand and pressing him down!

Click! Click!

The moment his neck was struck by a tremendous force, his hands and feet flew up uncontrollably until they were pressed to the ground by a hand, and blood spilled from both sides of Chen's mouth.

"Isn't your blood red too?"

Qi Xiuyuan lowered his eyes, looking at the Chen family's third son, whose expression was one of pain, shock, and rage, noticing the contorted veins on his face, and said calmly, "So, who do you think you are—"

As he spoke, he clenched his fist inch by inch, and the eyes of the so-called third son of the Chen family gradually widened, his golden pupils, which had shrunk in fear, were stained a terrifying red by blood vessels.

Looking at that expressionless face and feeling the increasing pressure on his neck, a hint of fear crept into his eyes.

madman!

He's a completely unpredictable madman!

This madman really wants to kill me!

"Cough!" He coughed up blood and foam, and with all his might, he roared in a hoarse voice, "You can't kill me, the Chen family will slaughter me—..."

Carbohydrate.

His hysterical screams echoed through the vast space, but were interrupted the next second.

A crisp cracking sound came from his neck, and fear lingered on his face, but the gold in his pupils faded, gradually becoming unfocused, lifeless, and empty.

"And who do you think I am?"

Under the shocked and angry gazes of the crowd, Qi Xiuyuan slowly stood up, uttered the unfinished second half of his sentence, and turned to look at the crowd around him.

"What a madman," someone cursed.

"He killed the Chen family, this guy is doomed," someone said coldly.

"If we attack together, he can't possibly kill us all by himself," someone said.

As if he had heard a joke, Qi Xiuyuan, who had been expressionless, suddenly smiled, ignoring these self-righteous fools, and walked step by step onto the stage.

Seemingly because his mission was to kill everyone present, the man on the stage assumed that Qi Xiuyuan was courting death and therefore did not stop him, allowing Qi Xiuyuan to walk into the passage behind the screen.

Su Xiaozha followed behind him, and turned her head one last time to look at the mixed-race people, a hint of pity flashing in her eyes.

Perhaps because the pressure Qi Xiuyuan put on them was too great, they had forgotten that they were in the same cage as wild beasts.

The two figures disappeared into the deep, dark passage, and the Dead Servants who had been cowering in place were awakened once more.

They were like bald men who only dared to cautiously descend and devour carrion after the tiger had finished its feast and left.

Under the dim light of the fire, one "spider" after another moved across the walls and ceiling, leaving only the trails of air behind them, as they began their most bloody and primal slaughter.