Chapter 141: Kneel down and beg me

Dare to say that Master Yiming is arrogant and a frog at the bottom of the well?

I think you're arrogant!

Xiong Zhenqiang was so frightened by Lin Xuan's words that his back sweated.

It took him a lot of effort to invite Master Yiming over to help him.

If Lin Xuan's words offended him and made Yiming leave angrily, then his Xiong family would really be finished.

"Presumptuous, how dare you be rude to Master Yiming!"

Now, Xiong Zhenqiang doesn't have to save a little face for Lin Xuan.

He didn't take Lin Xuan seriously in the first place.

It's all his son Xiong Youming's own opinion.

So there was a stern reproach and rebuke in his tone.

If he hadn't saved some face for his son, he would have kicked Lin Xuan out a long time ago.

"Shut up, if you dare to talk nonsense again, get me out immediately!"

"Our Xiong family, we don't need you to help with the fist!"

"Hurry up and kneel down to apologize to Master Yiming!"

Xiong Youming on the side almost panicked, he had seen the fate of Sun Bin and others.

Therefore, he was extremely worried that his father would anger Lin Xuan and whether he would end up with Sun Bin.

"Dad, don't be rude to Mr. Lin!"

The son still dares to teach Lao Tzu a lesson?

Xiong Zhenqiang frowned, he always felt that Xiong Youming's maintenance of Lin Xuan was a little too much.

It's stupid.

Could it be that he was lowered by this Mr. Lin?

Master Yiming on the side laughed instead of being angry.

He walked up to Lin Xuan and looked at Lin Xuan with a condescending attitude.

"Young man, you say I'm arrogant, frog at the bottom of the well, you look down on the old man. ”

Lin Xuan also ignored Xiong Zhenqiang and said indifferently:

"I'm just going to talk about things. ”

"What if your iron sand palm can hammer six hundred catties of iron sand bags, and smashing this rosewood table is nothing. ”

"These objects are dead, but the opponent is alive, and Lin Weixiong's people will not stand and let you shoot. ”

"What's more, with the palm you just had, the power is scattered but not gathered, and it can't slap the dead. ”

"Since the other party can beat the three major families without using prohibited weapons, it means that they are not good at stubble, at your level, I'm afraid you won't even be able to take a single move. ”

"You fucking fart. ”

Master Yiming was furious: "You hairy boy, you dare to speak out and humiliate the old man." ”

"You see, see how I clean you up after I finish cleaning up Lin Weixiong. ”

"You will pay a terrible price for your words. ”

At this time, a cold wind hit outside the villa.

Xiong Zhenqiang and Xiong Youming couldn't help but shrink their necks.

I heard the sound of a fight.

The sound of the fight was mixed with screams and wails, and it lasted only about half a minute, and silence returned.

A man with a scar on the left side of his face, an iron ring on his fist, and a grim face walked into the hall of the Xiong family's villa.

The iron ring on his fist was still stained with blood, which was apparently from the bodyguards outside the door.

"Who is Xiong Zhenqiang?"

His voice was hoarse and a little rough.

It's like the devil from hell whispering.

Just hearing its sound can make the scalp of Xiong's father and son numb.

This kind of posture, this kind of momentum, is definitely not something that ordinary people like them can withstand.

Only those who have killed the enemy on the battlefield and rolled over the tip of the knife can have such a strong and murderous aura.

At this time, Master Yiming looked at the person who came, and he was also a little frightened.

With just one glance, Master Yiming's confident confidence just now was half dispelled.

This is no ordinary martial arts.

It's going to die.

It's a game of life and death!

"That's you. ”

The man quickly locked his gaze on Xiong Zhenqiang and grinned gloomily.

"I'll introduce myself first, so as not to be asked by the Lord of Yama underground, you don't know who killed you. ”

"My name is Lin Lie, and I'm from Shangjing. ”

"Today, entrusted by Mr. Lin Weixiong, I came to Xiong's house to avenge the expulsion of the year. ”

"I also heard that among the four major families back then, you Xiong Zhenqiang was the first leader, and Mr. Lin said that he must take your head. ”

"In addition, all the descendants of the Xiong family cut off their own hands as punishment. ”

"Now, go and call out all your descendants. ”

Arrogant, quite arrogant.

His attitude has been very clear, that is, he is here to kill Xiong Zhenqiang.

He also wants him to take the initiative to call out his children and grandchildren, so that they can cut off their own hands.

It's really arrogant and arrogant to the extreme.

Xiong Zhenqiang was frightened, and cold sweat wet his back.

This kind of underground dispute in Hong Kong and State is often resolved privately.

Calling the police will not solve the problem.

If there is a violation of the rules, the end is often even more miserable.

He put all his hopes on Yiming and shouted at Master Yiming.

Yiming took a step forward, faced Lin Lie, and said: "I am Gangzhou Yiming, I don't know if Your Excellency can sell me a face, don't kill innocents indiscriminately." ”

Lin Lie was stunned for a moment, and looked at Yiming with an extremely cold look.

"What face do you have, are you looking for death?"

"Arrogance!"

"Invincible Iron Sand Palm!"

Yiming was furious, and suddenly his palm slapped towards Lin Hunt.

He used all his strength in this palm.

Just said a few more words to the wolf, also to distract him.

Then, a palm kill.

But the truth is not what he thinks.

Lin Lie's figure just flashed, and he dodged it, letting Yiming return in vain.

was shocked, thinking of what Lin Xuan said just now, he was really right by him.

People are alive, especially such a strong person, how can they stand and let him shoot.

"Iron Sand Palm?"

Lin Lie's tone was playful: "Come, this time I won't hide, I'll stand and let you shoot." ”

"What?"

Yiming was shocked in his heart, but he still raised his hand and patted Lin Hunt's chest.

Syllable!

Yiming felt as if he was slapping a piece of iron and steel, and the anti-shock force shook his entire arm.

The other party stood still and did not move.

A grim smile appeared on Lin Lie's face.

The strength is scattered but not condensed.

This scene is really exactly the same as what Lin Xuan said.

"That's it, it's embarrassing. ”

"It's my turn. ”

Lin Lie raised his fist, and the punch was like lightning, hitting Yiming's chest.

Boom.

Like a morning bell, the whole person flew upside down, smashed the wall, and smashed the luxurious decorations on the wall.

The concrete walls were smashed out of the slightest crack.

There was a clanging sound of broken objects, accompanied by a thud to the ground.

His whole chest was sunken.

A mouthful of blood spat out, not knowing whether to really die or pretend to be dead.

Anyway, his eyes were staring, and he didn't move.

"This ......"

As if being poured a basin of cold water, Xiong Zhenqiang couldn't help but tremble from head to toe.

Every cold hair on his body stood on end.

Yiming lost, and the opponent only used one punch.

This is a famous master in Hong Kong!

I used 10 million yuan to invite him, but I couldn't catch the other party's punch!

Xiong Zhenqiang's mind was blank, he was so frightened that his soul fell off, and his body trembled even more.

Lin Lie looked at Xiong Zhenqiang again, and the iron ring in his hand swayed twice at Xiong Zhenqiang.

"Game over. ”

This scene stunned Xiong Youming.

It seems like......

Déjà vu.

Two hours ago, he had only seen Lin Xuan make such a move.

Xiong Youming shouted wildly: "Mr. Lin, please help......"

Lin Xuan was still sitting in his original seat, playing with his mobile phone.

Hearing Xiong Youming's call for help, he turned off his mobile phone in a hurry.

"There's one more who doesn't want to die. ”

At this time, Lin Lie also saw Lin Xuan sitting on the sofa.

The next second, he smiled disdainfully.

"Little guy, are you the helper invited by Xiong Zhenqiang?"

"No, it should be a different question. ”

"You were also invited by Xiong Zhenqiang to send him to death?"

Lin Xuan ignored Lin Lie and put the phone back in his pocket.

Then he stretched out two fingers and placed them on the edge of the glass coffee table in front of him.

With a slight touch, there was a clang, and the entire glass coffee table shattered.

Crumbled into slag.

It's a miracle!

Xiong Zhenqiang instantly saw a life-saving straw, and also roared: "Mr. Lin, help!"

Lin Xuan turned his head and looked at Xiong Zhenqiang with a smile, his voice calm:

"Get down on your knees and beg me, and I will save you. ”