"Brother Hao, who is known as the invincible opponent in Xiangxi, was once his defeated general, and at the junction of the three provinces centered on Shennong Mountain, the reputation of the flower monk is well-known. ”

No wonder Brother Hao saw him, like a mouse seeing a cat, and hid behind. ”

When everyone heard this, they looked sideways.

"Boy, get out of the way if you know each other, what Lao Tzu is looking for is Di Feng. Zhong Tong showed his fangs like a wolf, and roared loudly at Zheng Huchen.

Zheng Huchen beat his spirit, and said: "This is Pearl City, and it is not your turn to spread wild here." If you want to get into trouble with Di Feng, unless you break my iron cloth shirt first. ”

"Oh, the iron shirt? I like it. Grandpa, I have this interest today, so I'll play with you first. ”

After Zhong Tong finished speaking, he squatted slightly, stepped on the ground fiercely, and exhaled a turbid breath in his mouth.

All I heard was a dull thud.

The crystal chandeliers on the ceiling of the banquet hall swayed slightly.

On the hard marble floor, there was a pit more than an inch deep, and around the pit, there were delicate cracks that radiated like spider webs.

This trick is extremely powerful, and those who do not have deep internal strength cannot do it.

Zheng Huchen's face turned pale.

He was originally a martial artist, so he naturally heard of Zhong Tong's prestige a long time ago. It's just that it's better to be famous than to meet, and when I see it today, it's rumored that it's weaker than the real person.

He has become a great accomplishment in practicing kung fu with an iron cloth shirt, and he has rarely encountered opponents in his life, but in the face of this person's might, before the war started, he first had three points of fear.

The person in front of him was an inch taller than him, and his shiny bald head had been turned bronze by the long-term sun, and at first glance, he really thought it was a copper-headed iron arm.

In addition, he heard from everyone that even Zhou Zihao was once a defeated soldier under this person, and he was even more stunned.

However, he is also the chief bodyguard of Pearl City, he has been in Pearl City for many years, and he has dealt with many big scenes with the sixth master, no matter what, he can't lose face in front of so many people.

It was because he seemed to have made up his mind to hold on to the end.

He took a step back, steadied his horse, condensed his luck, used his housekeeping skills, and practiced kung fu in an iron cloth shirt.

The last time he lost to Zhou Zihao, he was completely because he was calculated by the old man called Mumi, otherwise, with Zhou Zihao's own knowledge, it would be difficult to defeat him.

He prayed in his heart that the big man wouldn't be so quick to see through the flaws in the function of his iron cloth shirt today.

Unbeknownst to him, he had just taken a steady step, and Zhong Tong on the opposite side strode towards him, like an angry gorilla, and every time he stepped out, the earth shook the ground.

The marble on the ground, which was as hard as iron, crackled and exploded, but this bell bronze was completely out of order, and it did not intend to win by skill.

Zheng Huchen steadied his footing, stretched out his hands forward, and one resisted, and hit the arms of Zhong Tong, who was colliding.

Everyone exclaimed, and saw Zheng Huchen sliding straight back.

His feet were still dead against the marble floor, but the whole person slid backwards under the impact of the bell.

Thanks to his kung fu, his two feet were deeply rooted in the marble floor, and he was punched by Zhong Tong, and his feet actually ploughed out two deep trenches on the hard floor.

The heavy marbles were deeply ploughed under his feet and shattered to the ground.

retreated more than three feet backwards, and the rich sons along the way all fled in horror.

Suddenly, Zhong Tong, who was rushing forward, shouted: "Break." ”

In the rapid impact, both palms stretched forward and struck Zheng Huchen's chest.

I only heard a loud bang, and the palms of the two hands were firmly imprinted on Zheng Huchen's chest.

The bodies of the two quickly separated.

Zheng Huchen's tall body flew backwards. His back slammed against the wall of the hall.

There was another muffled bang, and the tables in the entire hall shook with it.

Zheng Huchen's face turned pale, his back was leaning against the wall, trying to endure the discomfort in his chest, and he was about to step forward, when he suddenly couldn't help but take a mouthful, blood spurted out, and a blood mist immediately appeared on the ground.

"Huchen, how are you?" Six steps took a nervous step forward.

Seeing Zheng Huchen supporting his body with difficulty, he stretched out his hand and shook it gently, signaling that the sixth uncle was fine.

However, I had already seen through the Red Blood Demon Pupil that his four ribs had been broken together. The blood in the chest is rolling, and it is possible to faint at any time.

I hurried forward and clicked twice on two key points on his chest. Two bodyguards ran over and helped him quickly find a seat and sit down.

Zhong Tong stood not far away, watching all this coldly, and a contemptuous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Iron cloth shirt practiced kung fu, but that's it. You kid is also thick-skinned, and you slapped me hard, but you only broke four ribs. If it had been someone else, I am afraid that at this time, it would have been cold a long time ago. Hahahaha. ”

In the banquet hall, everyone was silent, and they didn't even dare to take a breath of the atmosphere, for fear that one of them would accidentally let the plague god notice him.

Zhong Tong saw that everyone was so afraid of him, and the smug expression on his face even began.

Suddenly, he saw a pair of unusual eyes in the crowd.

These eyes are so clear and calm, they can't see the slightest panic, and they can even be described as bland.

It seems that everything in front of him is like an old movie that he has watched thousands of times, and it is difficult for him to lift the slightest spirit.

This person is none other than me, Di Feng, who has an indifferent face.

The smile on Zhong Tong's face froze instantly, and a pair of tiger eyes stared at me deadly, and the chill between his eyebrows gradually thickened.

"You're not afraid of me?" Zhong Tong said defiantly.

"Why are you afraid?" I said indifferently.

"Boy, grandpa, whether you are bluffing or a dead duck with a hard mouth, grandpa will only give you one chance, give it to me, I may spare you today without dying, otherwise, today next year will be your sacrifice day. He stretched out his right index finger and pointed to the night pearl in the glass booth, and said in a deep voice.

I smiled indifferently and said, "If I don't agree, do I have to die?"

"Yes, boy, even if you agree, one of your legs is hard to protect, who told you to offend the Shanyang family," Zhong Tong got straight to the point, and it seemed that he didn't intend to hide it.

"It's Le Duo just now, is it Lie Hanqing's son?"

"Yes, it is the second son of the old man, Lieduo, please let me clean you up and offer five million," Zhong Tong's voice was loud and did not shy away.

Someone in the field quietly took out his mobile phone, ready to record the scene, but he didn't know that he had just come up with this idea, and he was swept away by Zhong Tong's tiger eyes.

Under his death gaze, the man obediently put down his phone and raised his hands as if in surrender, his face full of fear.

"Haha, five million, thanks to Meng Lie's second young man who looks up to me, and is willing to take five million to reward me with this little life, only your consciousness, if I give you this night pearl worth 200 million, you can spare my life?"

"Yes, but you still have to have some color on you to be worthy of the reputation of our Splendid Group. It's a big deal, I'll help him break one of your legs for free, and then return the five million Lao Tzu to him. ”

In the face of the night pearl worth 200 million, this black and coarse reckless man actually turned his back on his professional ethics when he saw his wealth.

I couldn't help but laugh dumbly, and sighed lightly: "Isn't it good to do your promising career as a killer? ”

"Can you manage it? Don't talk nonsense, either give the beads or take your life, grandpa doesn't have so much spare work. Grandpa's rule, count three to know the answer. ”

"Three. ”

"II. ”

"One. ”