Yuan Mu's body stiffened slightly. There was a flash of thunder in the depths of his eyes, and there was no reservation. Xingyi Chen Dragon Strength. Agitate the blood and the sound is like thunder. If he is not seriously wounded, he will faint to death. He will also be implicated. The Li family is domineering.

Hands and feet, elbows and knees, shoulders and hips, in the body and the mind and the mind, the will and the qi, the qi and the force, the inside and the outside are one. Xingyi Chen Dragon Strength.

Zhang Fan's eyebrows slowly pressed together, and his pupils flashed with surprise. Strength is six, force is like a dragon. Darkness is sent in all directions. This guy's form and meaning are so terrifying. It's a pity that his strength has exceeded the limits of the human body. 10,000 pounds of hegemony. No matter how skillful you are, it's useless.

Returning to the King Kong Eight Crane Step Push the Mountain, and the domineering fist bombarded the fist that was attached to the back waist.

Yuan Mu was blown away again, falling on the two-meter-wide sofa, and his eyes were full of gold stars.

This young man has left his hands, and he is not a bloodthirsty and murderous person. But Yuan Mu wanted to scold a fuck. What do you keep your hands for? Why not be ruthless. Little bastard.

All this is said to be late, but in fact it happened to the electric flint itself.

Exhale turbidity. Zhang Fan wiped the blood on the ground next to the corner of his eyebrows. Yuan Mu jumped out of the window in a daze. Four floors. Twelve meters high.

Yuan Mu found that he was just the first roar. Watching the murderer escape, he gritted his teeth with hatred.

Pulse. A person wants to twist and hurt himself. It's a very sad thing. For the first time, Yuan Mu hated himself a little for cultivating Xingyi to this realm. It's not that simple to hurt yourself. You can't use a gun. Otherwise. It's going to be a lot simpler.

Fuck you uncle!

Grit your teeth, calculate the angle, the strength. and possible flaws. Yuan Mu's head slammed into the wall. Blood flows.

Yuan Mu found that he was still able to keep his mind clear.

Finished. He knew how strong his consciousness and will were. Twenty years of bloody frontlines. At least three times it was crawled out of the pile of dead people. Too impulsive. It's better not to bump.

For the first time, I was stupid and wanted to cry.

The people of the temple don't eat dry food.

Lying on the ground, Yuan Mu never thought that one person's strength could reach such an incredible level. In his cognition, the strength is more than 2,000 catties. It's an out-and-out monster, but that thin body contains an astonishing amount of power. More than 10,000 catties. That has to be a pervert to do it.

If it weren't for Zhang Fan's possession of the strongest strength practiced by Long Xiang Bo Ruogong, he would not be able to block it at all, and the combined attack of the two. I didn't have the practice of being in prison for half a year. He couldn't beat any of them. Rebirth is not a panacea.

The smell of blood flows through the air. From now on. I'm going to die. Can you get out alive? Not sure.

Killed. The strong wind blew, Zhang Fan's turbulent qi and blood, and his almost feverish head, vented the fierceness that had been precipitated for a long time.

There is no fear as imagined. I didn't muster up the courage to take revenge.

The heart trembled, a life shattered under the fist. Zhang Fan's fist was a little stiff. I felt sick to my stomach, and I was about to vomit in my chest.

Yuan Mu was too lazy to dwell on it. A cigarette was lit on one side. The tough ground was full of exhaustion. In less than a five-minute period. It already made him feel exhausted. It is even more painful than the past ten years on the battlefield. As the freest wolf king on the battlefield. I chose to tune back into a sunlit and unfathomable quagmire.

This implication. There really is no hope.

His brows suddenly furrowed, and he scolded in disgust: This matter is a bastard, why did you let Lao Tzu catch up.

Took a deep puff of his cigarette. Yuan Mu, he glanced at Li Guodong, who couldn't die anymore. Flick the remaining half of the cigarette and land it in a perfect arc outside the window.

There's a kind of demon in that.

Lao Tzu had to think about how to explain it in order to survive.

The facts of the case appear to be completely clear.

The murderer Zhang Fan.

The people of Guojian Temple didn't seem to dare to imagine that Zhang Fan would kill someone. Therefore, Zhang Fanneng walked into the gate of the Guojian Temple in a dignified manner.

The faces of the people of the Guojian Temple were pale. The grievances of the two, they are insiders. Li Guodong's brigade has witnessed most of the process of the military prison. It's just that they wouldn't have thought that this teenager would really dare to come for revenge.

There was a lot of discussion within the bureaus of Huacheng, and the grandson of the Zhou family killed the second-generation leader of the Li family.

In the circle of the second and third generations of Hwaseong, the identity of the Zhou family is still just an insignificant small role, and it is such a small character who actually killed the captain of the second team of the Guojian Temple who had just gained real power, which is difficult to explain no matter what. Most people are not qualified to touch the real secrets of the political turmoil.

The Li family, which has lost power, is still a behemoth. Li Tanghuang family. Won't fall down easily. However, no matter which kind of speculation it is, it will have earthquake-like fluctuations for the Li family.

The big man of the Li family was pale. He never imagined that a seemingly inconspicuous student would have such a strong strength. Sitting in the dimly lit study, he looked at his youngest son Li Zhe who was standing on the side, and said calmly: "Wait, if no wanted warrant is issued, this matter will be settled." ”

"Forget it?" Li Zhe's heart was slightly cold, and he said with a cold gaze: "That's my cousin." He was the one who brought me up. You want me to forget it. There was a hint of resentment in his voice.

"On the way to Hong Kong, you just have to send someone to intercept it, and follow the law of Zhenghua City. ”

"Do you think it's really that simple?" the Li family boss suddenly asked his son with a smile.

"If that's all you have in your sights. You're going to have to stay in the army. ”

Li Chunyang. Contemporary Li family bosses. Those who came over during the war years were somewhat wounded. With some difficulty, he turned sideways and said, "Guodong tortured him." He's taking revenge, and you want revenge. Use your brain. This is nothing more than the courage of a horseman. ”

"You can't figure out who the real enemy is...... , Zhou family. The Su family?"

"The Li family, the lineage of our Tang royal family, has been passed down to this day, and the most important thing is to learn to compromise. A small citizen must compromise when necessary. The families who are blindly reckless have fallen on the river of history!"

Big Brother Li's mind flashed through a few hours ago, the Jingshi Mansion suddenly summoned as many as a hundred high-ranking generals of that faction. An elite general of the navy, land and air force. Some highly reputable scientists from various places also received orders and rushed to the Jingshi Mansion within three days. Now the number of guards there has increased several times. Even if he has such an identity, he can't easily get in. This is a delicate moment, an unknown situation. He couldn't figure it out. I can't see clearly. It was the first time that Deng Zhenguo had called on the old ministry so strongly. Is he going to be on top?

This thought flashed through his mind, and Big Brother Li gasped. His eyes narrowed into a sharp blade. Seize military power.

Huo Ran stood up. Big Brother Li's eyes opened, and he seemed a little incredulous. age and energy did not allow Deng Zhenguo to take the throne. But how to explain the situation in the Jingshi Mansion?

"What should I do with that Yuan Mu?"

"Did the interrogation come out of anything?"

"No, this person caught up with our connections from the front and transferred back, maybe it was a coincidence!"

"You think it's a coincidence? There are no coincidences in this world. Your cousin's skills, Dong Haichuan is a dragon and gossip family. Yunpan Longyou's strength has entered the peak of dark energy. Even the most powerful characters in the dragon group can't complete a silent kill in such a short time. Use your brain. If the trial fails, the trial will continue. ”

It's raining. The sky of Hwaseong exploded with a thunderclap.

Zhang Fan didn't know that every step he took was under the gaze of countless eyes.

The wind and rain of the tides are wrapped in thunder, and they compete in a delicate and silent place.

Fight. No matter what kind of clothes you put on, you won't be pretty. Many loyal forces, which should be used to defend the power of China, fell in a state of silence and sorrow.

Half an hour after the incident. Deng Zhenguo of Jingshi Mansion received a call. After putting down the phone. Speechless for a long time. Murder at Kokujian Temple. It's still a captain who kills. This little comrade's anger is too heavy.

He had read too much about Zhang Fan's files, on the one hand, he was shocked by this young man's ability and deeds, and on the other hand, he couldn't help but have some doubts, with his contributions, if he proposed this as a condition that day, he would agree to him. If it is for the strength and development of Hwaseong. He will not hesitate to sacrifice himself. On the road to the construction of the four modernizations, he will not allow anyone to stand in the way.

The wind and rain in Hwaseong are moderately cathartic, but they can't be messed up. Balancing people's hearts is both vulgar and elegant. An extremely important aspect of the history of an ancient civilization. There was a wonderful atmosphere between the high-level aristocrats who sat and talked about the Tao and stood and met each other. Compared to Western rationality. Oriental civilization is rooted in a sense of sensibility and etiquette. This is true of the Republic of China. The same is true of China under the current national conditions.

After Deng Zhenguo finished smoking the cigarette in his hand. He slowly walked back to his desk, and after a moment of silence, he said to the confidential secretary standing next to him: "Block the news, and you are not allowed to pursue it." This is what the Li family owes him. If there is an objection. Tell him to come to me. ”