I have a magical world

Chapter 306: Dance Hall Murder, "Plutocrat" Qingpa [Happy Mid-Autumn Festival]

No nonsense.

With a thought in Chen Xuan's mind, the three [exploding fireballs] floating behind him were thrown towards the booth.

"boom!"

A huge roar appeared.

Three washbasin-sized fireballs exploded instantly.

The surging sparks were like huge waves, and the hot tongue of fire licked everything in the booth.

"ah…"

When the screams echoed.

It was the moment when the deck was completely filled with orange flames.

The power of [Explosive Fireball] cannot be underestimated, especially when three of them are detonated together in a relatively small deck, it is no less than three incendiary bombs exploding at the same time.

The flame stream composed of fire elemental magic can achieve adherent burning.

Once it gets on your body, it's like a tarsal maggot that's hard to shake off quickly.

Under such circumstances, after three astonishingly powerful [Explosive Fireballs] washed the floor, most of the dozen or so people in the booth fell down immediately.

The rest were burned to pieces.

The bloody face screamed.

The entire booth was filled with smoke, as if it had been in a sauna.

Some of the tough-minded gangsters endured the burning pain and raised their pistols to fight back.

"Bang bang bang!"

Bright orange gunfire flashed in the smoke.

When all the bullets are about to hit Chen Xuan, they will be hit by a layer of light blue aura.

That is the effect of the magic skill [Guardian Shield].

The yellow warheads hit the shield hard one after another, and then deformed and collapsed visible to the naked eye.

Finally, he weakly slipped down from the light blue air mask.

It makes a crisp sound when it falls on the tiles.

They become the aftertaste of the roar of firearms.

After several intensive gunshots, the booth suddenly became quiet.

At that moment, Chen Xuan dodges like a ghost and breaks the necks of the remaining gangsters.

And their pistols were put away in the storage compartment.

Save one or two cents to get married.

Magtan City now has a huge demand for bacterial fire.

No matter what kind of gun you have, don’t waste it if you can recycle it. You can find suitable ammunition if you bring it to Magtan City.

This habit of being diligent and thrifty has almost become Chen Xuan's instinct.

Fortunately, his hand speed was fast enough and the scene was chaotic enough that no one cared what he did.

After those [exploding fireballs] detonated, the entire dance hall became chaotic.

The dancers, waiters and people who came to have fun fled out crying.

Someone pressed the smoke alarm. The music suddenly stopped and was replaced by a rapid beep.

The flashing laser light ball also flashed alternate warning red lights.

The crowd fled in panic along the aisle.

The chaos didn't last long because everyone was gone.

Only the young gangster Ma Wuyou who laughed crazily because of the [Evil Intent Pill] was left.

And the little boss he mentioned, Dayi, died under the bombardment of [Explosive Fireball].

He didn't have time to say anything before he died.

The rumor that the villain died because he talked too much has been broken. This Dayi may not know what happened until his death.

But it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter whether he knows or not, Chen Xuan doesn't care either.

Dayi and others usually spend time in the song and dance hall, and at the same time they are watching the scene.

Every day we take turns sending people to go out for a walk in the nearby snack street or commercial street.

In addition to deterring those businesses, I also wanted to see if there were any fat sheep.

Operations such as extorting foreigners are commonplace.

Unexpectedly, instead of eating the fat sheep today, I provoked a big bad wolf.

"alright."

"Take me to the next one."

Chen Xuan raised his lips, grabbed Ma Wuyou's back collar and left the place in a flash.

Just four or five minutes after they disappeared.

Naypyitaw's foreign tour sir rushed to this song and dance troupe.

The nearby Burmese Police Station was also attacked by the Chiang Pa Gang.

Generally speaking, there are blind and stubborn people who dare to cause trouble here.

If the little boss Dayi can't settle things, he can just call the police.

Those Asirs are their reinforcements.

When they rushed into the dance hall, the flames in the booths had reached the ceiling and were spreading. Most of the dozens of corpses were burned beyond recognition.

Fortunately, this entire building is the territory of the song and dance troupe.

The previous chaos had scared everyone else in the building away.

Therefore, the raging fire did not affect the idlers and others.

There was only time to remove seven or eight bodies before the fire became so intense that no further entry was possible.

The rising black smoke can be seen even from more than ten kilometers away.

The fire truck hurriedly arrived with its siren on.

But when the flames are extinguished, all that will be left may be ashes.

At the same time, Chen Xuan was quickly strangling the small leader of the Qingpa Gang.

The spheres of influence of these small leaders are only two or three kilometers apart.

We can still take care of each other at ordinary times.

Chen Xuan appeared quickly, coming and going without a trace.

Every time he flashed away, only Ma Wuyou's crazy shouting was left behind.

Because he didn't know enough about Neibidu, Chen Xuan occasionally had to flash a few more times to correct his position.

And with his current physique, he can sustain hundreds of flashes in a row.

Within a region, flashing is indeed an extremely convenient way to move.

The superiority of space movement is reflected here.

Whether it is concrete or steel, Chen Xuan can directly flash in as long as there is no lead layer.

Under such circumstances, a targeted killing was unfolding in Naypyitaw.

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Chiang Pa Building.

It is located on the busiest New Street in Naypyitaw.

Next to it is the Guojia Museum in Naypyitaw.

Not far away is the Derby Palace Market, the largest farmers' market in the area.

The lanes here are an astonishing ten lanes in both directions.

To cross the road, you have to walk more than 100 meters.

More than ten years ago, this place was still a wasteland.

As Naypyitaw became the new capital, construction began in full swing.

There is no need to worry about planning land issues when developing wasteland.

The roads and everything else can be filled to the maximum specifications.

Such a spacious and heroic road is rare to see in those developed Guo Jiali.

I have to say that this is also a wonderful sight.

After more than ten years of construction and development, high-rise buildings have been built on both sides of the new street.

The average building height is thirty or forty stories.

This level is nothing compared to super cities such as Bald Eagle's New York and Xia Kingdom's Tianhai.

But it is already considered a very good business building in Myanmar.

It also brings a rare touch of modern urban atmosphere here.

The clear deflected glass glowed in the sunlight.

At this moment, on the 32nd floor of the Chingpa Building, Chingpa, who had just woken up, was changing into a pair of big-name casual clothes under the service of four maids.

Then wash and brush your teeth in the same way.

Unlike the bald eagles, the new rich like smart homes.

Qingpa is more interested in having maids serve him personally. This kind of "retro" enjoyment can allow him to experience the happiness of wealth.

He looked like a middle-aged man in his fifties.

He looks ordinary, neither handsome nor ugly.

If it weren't for pampering, he would have cultivated a calm nobility.

I'm afraid that if you throw this guy into a crowd, you won't see any difference.

When changing clothes, you can see that his body is covered with staggered scars and bullet marks.

It is enough to prove that it is only his appearance that is ordinary, not his life.

Qingpa rinsed his mouth with a sip of mint water while being served by the maid.

Then he sat in the restaurant and waited for breakfast to be served.

His skin was slightly dark, but not as eye-catching as Keron's.

And he hasn't fought in the market for many years.

This is all due to his forward vision.

When Naypyitaw was not the capital of Myanmar, it was also a state full of gangs.

The Qingpa Gang is considered to be an above-average one.

While others were doing the same thing, he had turned his attention to occupying land and properties.

At that time no one knew that Nay Pyi Taw would become the new capital.

The land price here was far less than that of Yangon, the capital at the time, and the same was true for the level of prosperity.

What prompted him to do this was purely intuition.

You must know that Myanmar and Xia are different.

People here have no obsession with land and real estate.

The concept of real estate had just begun to sprout here at that time.

From this perspective, Chingpa’s intuition was undoubtedly ahead of its time.

Facts have proved that everything he did has indeed changed the trajectory of destiny.

After Naypyitaw became the new capital, he was able to quickly cut off some of the more objectionable industries and stand out from the many original gangs.

By the way, I got the favor of a big boss.

That big guy has the power over bacteria.

And the army is stationed around Naypyitaw.

With this relationship, Chingpa is like a fish in water.

Although part of the benefits obtained needs to be turned over to the thigh.

But it's all worth it.

In this context, the original competing gangs were either annexed by the Qingpa Gang or completely defeated and disbanded.

The rest were broken into pieces, occupying scattered streets and making a living by collecting protection fees and trading opium.

In this regard, Qingpa did not kill them all in one go.

He understands the truth that if the social forces in Naypyidaw are cleaned up too much.

Then his Qingpa Gang will become extremely eye-catching.

If we use an old saying from the Xia Kingdom next door to describe this idea.

If the water is clear, there will be no fish.

I have to say this is a very smart move.

It bought time for the partial transformation of the Qingpa Gang.

However, out of the vigilance in his heart, he still did not completely give up on his men.

Gangs are a double-edged sword for him.

The younger brothers under his command went through life and death for him.

And it's not easy for him to disband directly.

Therefore, a part of the original industry was retained to support the small bosses and thugs.

You must know that Myanmar is a country that may face war at any time.

Naypyitaw is sometimes attacked by civilian armed forces.

And the hundreds of thugs he maintains can be transformed into armed private soldiers when necessary.

In addition to the more than 200 people scattered under the command of the little boss, Qingpa Building also has more than 100 people in the name of the security team.

These are the forces behind his plans.

To this end, he also spent a lot of money to obtain a batch of light weapons and ammunition from Thigh, enough to arm four hundred people, but he kept it in his hands.

When something goes wrong, they will be issued weapons, which will be four hundred light infantry.

The subordinates of each small boss also have some old guns or pistols.

He didn't care.

How can a person who eats dirty food not have one or two guys by his side?

Qingpa sat leisurely at the dining table and, as usual, first picked up a few newspapers prepared in advance on the table.

In addition to local newspapers and periodicals in Myanmar, he also reads newspapers from Siam and surrounding Guojia.

This guy is proficient in four foreign languages, and he learned them all on the wild road.

It is no exaggeration to say that Qingpa is still somewhat famous.

Newspapers are one of the ways for him to learn about the outside world.

Even though he already has a stable life and status in Nay Pyi Taw.

He is still paying attention to the situation outside.

Trying to sense a change in the direction of the wind.

Reading newspapers is a habit he has developed over the years.

After reading carefully for a while, a man in a black suit suddenly walked over quickly.

"boss."

"problem occurs!"

"The cabaret on Bally Street was closed down half an hour ago."

"The fire burned down a building."

"Dayi and his men are all dead."

"Moreover, more than ten bodies were found in the Moda snack street a few hundred meters away, which were caused by violent impacts. It is said that the bodies were as soft as if they had been run over by a steamroller."

As he spoke, Qingpa's man took out his mobile phone from his pocket and clicked on a picture.

The picture captured shows the tragic situation in the alley.

After taking a look at the picture, Qingpa suddenly frowned.

"What a cruel method!"

Although I don’t know how the other party did it.

But he could only describe this kind of death as "cruel".

"What did the people at the police station say?"

"Is there surveillance nearby?"

he asked with a frown.

The man in the black suit shook his head.

"The people from the police station said that the forensic doctor must conduct an autopsy before they can determine the situation."

"Because even with their experience, they cannot understand what kind of means can cause such injuries."

"That alley is not large enough for even the smallest vehicle."

"But the injuries of those people looked like they had been hit by a high-speed car."

"There aren't many surveillance cameras nearby, but in the past two years, that guy from Dayi dismantled many of them because he thought they were in the way."

"Currently, the Public Security Bureau has summoned vendors from the snack street and is trying to find relevant witnesses."

Being able to serve as Qingpa's personal subordinate, this black suit is not just a simple gangster.

The report is well-founded.

"As for the song and dance hall, Sir only had time to snatch out eight corpses."

"Six of the bodies suffered from severe burn injuries."

"The remaining two had their necks broken due to external force."

After listening to the report from his subordinates.

Qingpa couldn't help but a layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

He has an extraordinary sense of danger.

This incident gave him a creepy feeling.

And there are weirdness everywhere.

Although it looks like a fight and a vendetta.

But the way those younger brothers died was very strange.

With his knowledge, he could not imagine how to cause such a death.

The human brain's ability to compensate is limited.

Especially within a framework based on realistic logic.

It is difficult for them to get out of the prison of thinking and think divergently about the wild possibilities.

This is true even if the truth is far too far away.

At this time, Qingpa looked serious and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

He was about to open his mouth to explain something.

The phone in the black suit rang.

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I wish all book friends a happy Mid-Autumn Festival and a happy family