108. The storm is back

Rongcheng.

The small shop where Chu Yun ate before has now dispersed, leaving only a mess all over the ground. The shopkeeper was also taken to the hospital, where he was carried by the doctor and wept silently.

"Paralysis, who am I recruiting to provoke whom!"

"Paralysis..."

The shopkeeper couldn't help crying, and so many people watched the whole small shop at that time, and the middle-aged man kicked Li Shan away, and he smashed on him if he didn't die.

It's so unlucky, it's so unlucky, it's just a disaster...

After the shopkeeper was sent away, calm returned to the place, and someone had already called the police, and the police were on their way. The body of the man in the tunic in the small shop was still lying on the ground, and the wound on his eyebrows was still shocking.

The customers in the shop had already scattered in fright, and the small shop was empty, except for the bleak wind blowing in slowly through the doors and windows.

After a long time, a low sound of cars suddenly sounded. A black Cayenne pulled up on the side of the road, and two people stepped out of the car, one in a suit, and at first glance he was a professional elite. He was followed by a man.

The man was dressed in a gray practice uniform, and if he looked closely, he actually looked like the middle-aged man who died. His brow was broad and his expression was cold, but he was sharp.

The indifferent man walked into the shop and bent down to look at the dead man's body.

The man in the suit also followed, and asked in a deep voice, "Uncle Jiuyang, how is it?"

The indifferent man suddenly frowned: "Ah Fei is dead." ”

"Kill with one hit!"

The face of the man in the suit also became gloomy, and he glanced at Ah Shui's shocking wound again, and then asked in a low voice: "Uncle Jiuyang, you are Wu Ye's personal bodyguard, and you are also an old powerhouse in the martial arts world, do you think that if you face him, what is the chance of winning?"

The man raised his head and was silent for a moment, "Although Ah Fei is only an internal strength martial artist, it is difficult to find an opponent among ordinary people. It can be seen that Wu Ye's opponent is not an ordinary person. ”

The young man in the suit frowned: "Could it be Uncle Jiuyang?"

Zhang Jiuyang smiled slowly at this time, and then said proudly: "Even if he is not an ordinary person, I, Zhang Jiuyang, have been in the martial arts world for decades. ”

"A rising star, I defeat him like a defeated dog!"

"Haha..." The young man in the suit suddenly laughed, hugged his fist at Zhang Jiuyang, and exclaimed: "Uncle Jiuyang is really not old! Whether Wu Ye can take charge of Jiangdong again depends on you." ”

"That's nature!" Zhang Jiuyang stood with his hands in his hands, proud but small.

"Oh, really?"

At this moment, a light laugh sounded slowly.

Zhang Jiuyang's expression changed suddenly, and his original pride disappeared at this moment. He turned abruptly and looked straight ahead with a solemn face,

There, a handsome young man walked slowly. The boy had a bright smile, and the sun shattered under his feet.

Such a delicate teenager, ordinary. If ordinary people see it, I am afraid that they will never be able to give birth to the slightest vigilance and prevention.

But Zhang Jiuyang looked at him, and his cloudy old eyes were full of solemnity and horror.

A teenager appeared behind him silently. After so many years of martial arts, in Zhang Jiuyang's memory, there are only three people he has encountered.

Two are the top powerhouses of martial arts, and the other is Chen Qingquan, the master of Tai Chi.

Now, this teenager is the fourth.

"Who are you?" Zhang Jiuyang's eyes almost narrowed into a line, and he looked at the young man in front of him with vigilance.

The young man raised his delicate face and looked at him, but he smiled faintly: "Jingzhou, Chu Yunyang!"

"Jingzhou, surnamed Chu?" Zhang Jiuyang was slightly stunned, and then said in a deep voice: "Could it be that Mr. Chu in Wu Ye's mouth?"

&n" Chu Yun said lightly.

"Haha, it's really nowhere to find the iron shoes! Today, I will get rid of this confidant for Wu Ye. ”

Zhang Jiuyang laughed loudly, and then his expression suddenly froze.

As soon as he stepped out, he was already in front of Chu Yun when he reappeared.

"Boy, let you try my Extreme True Palm!"

Zhang Jiuyang snorted, his strength surged, and his originally old palm was suddenly as hard as steel. As if wearing flowers and picking leaves, he immediately slapped at Chu Yun's body.

On the side of Chu Yun's body, Zhang Jiuyang's attack immediately failed.

With a bang, the palm wind fell on the wall with a bang. The wall was several feet thick, and a magnificent palm print appeared in an instant.

The young man in the suit was immediately overjoyed: "Uncle Jiuyang, amazing!"

Zhang Jiuyang was very useful, and looked up and smiled: "What is this? It's just fifty percent of my power." ”

"The kid surnamed Chu, who knows each other, quickly tied his hands and arrested. Come with me obediently to see Wu Ye, otherwise, what will be sent over is a corpse. ”

Chu Yun shook his head and smiled: "What you said, he also said it just now." ”

Chu Yun looked at Ah Shui, who was already dead on the floor, and said with a faint smile.

"You're looking for death!!" Zhang Jiuyang's expression instantly turned cold, and he burst into a shout, but the surrounding area was full of murderous aura.

While Chu Yun and Zhang Jiuyang were fighting, not far away, there were bursts of alarm whistles that suddenly resounded throughout the street, and the policemen who received the alarm drove all the way in a police car, hurrying towards this small shop.

However, before the police car drove into the street, a number of black Mercedes vehicles tore through the sky and sped towards them. After coming here, they formed a circle and surrounded the police car.

"Who are you?" the policeman was furious, got out of the car and yelled at the Mercedes that suddenly appeared.

Syllable!

At this time, the car window fell, and a middle-aged man glanced at them, and then said lightly: "I have already greeted you Director Zhao, and our Lu consortium has taken over the matter here, so you can go back." ”

"Who are you, you said you would take over?" The young policeman was so angry, he had grown so big, and it was the first time he had seen such an arrogant person dare to speak like this to their police department.

"Xiao Li..."The colleague pulled him from behind.

"Don't persuade me, I can't get used to this group of people, thinking that with a few dollars I can cover the sky with one hand?" the young policeman sneered.

"No, Xiao Li, it's the director's call, and the director asks you to answer it. ”

"What, the director's call?" the young policeman heard and hurried to pick it up.

I don't know what the director said, anyway, half a minute later, none of them let out a single fart in the end, and immediately got out.

"Let's go. Inside the Mercedes-Benz, the middle-aged man beckoned and motioned for the driver to move on.

On the side of the road, some passers-by couldn't help but be shocked when they saw this scene.

"Damn, who is this person, the Public Security Bureau even made way for him!!"

"It couldn't be more awesome!"

"What's so strange about this?" said an old man with glasses, "The Lu Consortium's car." What was done in the car, I'm afraid it was the head of the Lu consortium, Lu Tiansheng. ”

"The richest man in Rongcheng!!"

Hiss...

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but be silent.

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"Mr. Lu, is this Zhang Jiuyang that Wu Ye asked us to pick up, is it very powerful?"

In the car, the driver asked suspiciously, and asked the head of the Lu consortium to pick it up in person. The mayor is just so face-saving.

Lu Tiansheng shook his head with a smile: "Xiao Li, you don't know martial arts, so naturally you don't know how powerful Chen Jiuyang is." ”

"How powerful?"

"In terms of martial arts, in the entire Rongcheng, Zhang Jiuyang can be ranked first. The personal guard of the richest man in Jiangdong, this kind of person, killing you can be invisible. ”

Lu Tiansheng, as the richest man in Rongcheng and the head of the Lu consortium, is naturally clear about the affairs of martial artists.

Like their Lu Clan's consortium, the strongest martial artists they support are only worthy of external strength. And this Zhang Jiuyang has been famous in Jiangbei for a long time, and it is said that ten years ago it was already a period of external strength, and today's cultivation is even more terrifying.

"Mr. Lu, what age is it now, and they all use guns. No matter how strong he is, can he be stronger than a gun?" said the driver disdainfully.

"Ignorance and fearlessness. Xiao Li, how do you know that if martial arts are refining at the pinnacle, let alone firearms and bullets, even aircraft cannons will not be able to hurt a single penny. ”

"How can you measure the horror of a warrior?"

When Lu Tiansheng said this, his expression was full of awe of the martial arts powerhouse.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have picked up Zhang Jiuyang as soon as he got the news.

He had a little friendship with Zhang Jiuyang back then, and when he came to Rongcheng this time, he naturally wanted to invite his family back to talk about it. Getting acquainted with this kind of martial arts powerhouse, Lu Tiansheng naturally couldn't ask for it.

When the Lu family's convoy arrived, the two of them were already tense in the shop.

A battle, on the verge of breaking out.