With his hands in his trouser pockets, he swaggered in front of Han Wenlong.

The eyes were tenacious, like a sharp sword, and there was a domineering spirit between the eyebrows without anger, and in an instant, Han Wenlong actually had a timid heart.

Looking at the past with deep eyes is like a bottomless pool, but the blue waves can drown many people without a trace.

The corners of Lin Muyang's mouth were slightly raised, and his smile was like autumn frost, making everyone feel cold, and his hairs subconsciously stood up.

Han Wenlong's gaze swept over the stunned people in the room, and finally fell from the four of them to Lin Muyang who was standing in front of him.

Seeing that Lin Muyang was a twenty-year-old young man, he didn't have any social anger on him, he was a high school student, and he thought that the little gangster from Longxing Group wanted to be in the limelight here.

"Don't think that pretending to be ruthless will scare people, think that you will shoot the old boy again?" Han Wenlong said with a sneer.

Lin Muyang waved his hand gently, "The most stupid time for a person is to never know how bad his situation is, if I were you, leave now!"

"You're looking for death!" Han Wenlong suddenly roared.

He wants to use the princelings to get the position of the boss of the Longxing Group, and when the time comes, he will be the biggest boss in Dongcheng District, and even the princelings will not be able to reach him.

If you are scared by a stinky kid, will anyone in Longxing Group still take themselves in your eyes in the future?

With an angry shout, he raised his right hand, his five fingers were bent, and the thunder and lightning on his fingers swept towards Lin Muyang's "Five Thunder Claws" moved quickly, plus there was no warning, and the distance between the two was very short.

In the blink of an eye, his hand had been waved in front of Lin Muyang.

Lin Muyang smiled indifferently, raised his left hand and the golden light flashed "King Kong Panruo", the arm was like a steel and iron bone, and the moment he raised it, Han Wenlong's five thunder claws swept on his arm.

"Bang-"

Muffled.

Han Wenlong only felt that his arm was numb, his five fingers were in pain, and he grinned and wanted to withdraw his hand, but Lin Muyang didn't give him any chance at all.

The big hand opened, the palm turned, and the backhand grasped Han Wenlong's wrist.

The palm of his hand was charged upward, followed by a sudden downward press "Click-" A miserable cry came out, and everyone heard the sound of disjointed joints.

Lin Muyang instantly abolished one of Han Wenlong's wrists with one move.

Everyone was shocked, more shocked, afraid, a young man in his twenties in front of him was even more ruthless than anyone else, and I am afraid that Han Wenlong, who was half-kneeling on the ground at this time, would not be able to do it.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Saying that, Han Wenlong swept with his right hand, a delicate small dagger, as soon as the dagger appeared a cold glow, the arc light that crossed was as slender as a crescent moon.

Lin Muyang stared coldly, the hand holding Han Wenlong's wrist was charged again, and there was another crisp sound, and Han Wenlong's attack was deflected, sweeping the corners of Lin Muyang's clothes.

"Palm Thunder"

Lin Muyang blasted out a thunderbolt with one palm, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and the palm thunder bombarded Han Wenlong's abdomen, and the whole person flew out upside down with an electric current and hit the wall behind him.

Just as he was about to fall, Lin Muyang rushed up with one step and kicked Han Wenlong directly into the wall.

Han Wenlong, who was kicked by Lin Muyang, spat blood from his mouth, fell from the wall, collapsed to the ground, covered his chest and said hoarsely, "Kill them"

"Who dare?"

Chang Xing's body flashed with golden light, the golden hegemon, the momentum erupted as fierce as a volcano, the hegemon was incomparable, and the momentum that erupted was like a king's stinginess.

"Haotian Rune"

"Dragon Soar Aoyagi"

"Celestial Soul Armor"

Lu Ming and Bai Xiaodong's spiritual power also skyrocketed, and Longteng Qingliu also had an extremely delicate gorgeous armor, the armor dragon pattern phoenix sounded, and the golden scales were stacked.

erupted with a holy majesty.

The three of them are in the shape of a character.

The dragon Teng Qingliu flew into the Tianyao armor, the vines surged to fill the armor, and soon the limbs, heads, noses and eyes grew from the armor, lifelike, the aura of the hegemonic body was swirling on the armor, and a heaven and earth dragon would appear in front of everyone.

The moment the three spiritual powers burst out, they were as heavy as Taiyue's overpower, and everyone seemed to be unable to breathe, and they were in a vacuum space.

Lin Muyang was also a little amazed when he swept over, and the spiritual power of the three of them all converged on Bai Xiaodong's martial spirit, and the martial spirit fusion technique made the power of the martial spirit reach the power of the star realm at once, and such a coercion was enough to deter everyone.

The golden-armored god of war in the middle of the three stood there like a god of killing.

"What are you waiting for?"

Han Wenlong shouted again in pain.

Everyone was also stunned for just a few seconds, picked up the wine bottle and smashed it down towards Bai Xiaodong's head.

The warlord waved his hand, a golden light swept by, and the person who rushed over floated out like a kite, and his hands reached out and raised his hands, and the two of them took turns and threw them out.

Han Wenlong's people are like sandbags, and they are not at all martial arts opponents that the three of them work together.

The noisy fighting instantly attracted the princelings in the other boxes, and in order to smoothly annex the Longxing group this time, Zhao Long, one of the eight tigers in the princelings, personally brought people over.

Everything was going well, but I didn't expect a sudden change.

"Boss?"

A junior brother looked at Zhao Long, who was sitting on the sofa next to him with his eyes closed, and everyone was a little puzzled that Zhao Long could cultivate quietly in such a noisy environment.

"Sure enough, Han Wenlong is unreliable, you guys go!"

Zhao Long said slowly.

From the noisy footsteps in the corridor and the sound of the doors of the boxes being pushed open, Huo Wenshan was also stunned that he didn't expect Han Wenlong to bring so many people.

Lure the wolf into the room, if he agrees today, looking at the posture of the princelings, he will definitely kill himself and will not let Han Wenlong go.

Han Wenlong is a chess piece.

"Guarding the door! I want to talk to Mr. Han for a while."

Lin Muyang said.

Chang Xing took a step back, Bai Xiaodong also moved, and the three of them stood at the door, and the warrior stood sideways in the corridor, his burly figure safely blocking all the gaps.

There is a lot of momentum when the husband is closed.

The war general stepped forward with a tiger step, roaring angrily, the sound was like the chant of the Nine Heavens Dragon, deafening, and the entire Zilan Club began to tremble under the sound wave.

More than a dozen people rushed up and flew backwards like dead leaves drifting with the tide.

Bang bang bang!

Raised his foot and kicked open several doors, and the detective directly picked up the kicked door, took a step back, stood at the door, and raised the dragon and green willow left and right to instantly wrap around the door panel, reinforcing it into an unbreakable shield.

The door panel was used as a shield, which made the people who rushed up a little weak.

Seeing this posture, Han Wenlong's heart was half cold.

"If you have the ability to come out, don't hide behind the door panel!"

"Let's go head-to-head!"

They all yelled, and the spiritual attacks continued to attack and disturb the three of them.

"This is not a way, Xiaodong and I will rush out later, and you control the generals here to guard the door of the house!" Chang Xing said.

"Good!"

Lu Ming said.

Bai Xiaodong and Chang Xing picked up the sticks and shouted angrily, picked them up and rushed into the crowd.

The corridors were full of wailing.

Lin Muyang squatted in front of Han Wenlong, who was lying on the ground, "What do you have any opinions now?"

Han Wenlong raised his head with anger in his eyes, and looked at Lin Muyang viciously, as if he wanted to pull Lin Muyang's skin and tendons out of order to relieve the hatred in his heart.