Wang Qiong saw Liao Chenxing talking to me for too long last time, and finally missed the opportunity to kill me, so he learned smartly. When he saw me coming alone on a motorcycle, he didn't ink with me, but directly glanced at his retainers, that is, Jiang Menshen and monks of the 13th Taibao of the Wang family, and asked them to kill me.

Jiang Menshen once boasted that he could win against me, but he never had the opportunity to compete with me, so at this time he was the first to rush out, like a god descending, and the big fist of the casserole came straight to me.

"Dare to show your fist in front of me, it's funny!"

I recently sketched a sneer, lightning bolting, my right fist whistling out like a cannonball, and punching him.

Boom!

The fists of the two of us collided together, and I felt my arm go numb as if I had been electrocuted, but Jiang Menshen showed a look of pain on his face, snorted, and staggered back a few steps. He spread out his right hand with difficulty, and found that the palm of his right hand had taken on a strange shape, obviously fractured.

Jiang Menshen didn't expect me to be so strong, and as soon as I made a move, I abolished his right hand, and I was immediately furious.

At this moment, another figure rushed towards me, this time it was a monk among the thirteen Taibao, although this guy was a little fat, and his figure was a little bloated, but he didn't expect the movements to be very tight, and he practiced the legs and feet of foreign people such as strong King Kong legs, and a standard sweeping leg swept towards my lower plate.

"Humph!"

I snorted coldly and swept my right foot out.

The two of us swept together with our right feet crossed, and with a bone click, the calf of the monk's originally straight and powerful right foot was kicked and broken by me, and the calf and thigh showed unnatural twists and turns......

"Ah......h

The monk could not bear the severe pain, let out a scream like killing a pig, fell to the ground and wailed with his broken right foot.

I've always been holding back a wave of anger in my heart about Xie Tianlai's accident, so I am even more merciless at this time, every move is to go all out and use up power, according to what Rahu taught us in purgatory, we must strive to fight for one blow and kill.

The strength of the Thirteen Taibao is not as good as mine, and in addition, they always feel that the young master of the Chen family must be a gentleman's disciple, and he is not very powerful, and they have a contempt for me in their hearts, so that at the beginning of the fight, I was like Guan Yu beheading Yan Liangwen and ugly, and I overturned two of the Thirteen Taibao in one face.

Wang Qiong, Tu Yunbin, and Du Kang glanced at each other, and each other's eyes were a little shocked.

In the hospital ward, Xie Atu was also watching this scene through a video call with his mobile phone tightly in his hand, and there were two guys next to him, the white wolf and the black wolf, and the white wolf said: "Brother Chen, he actually has the demeanor of his father, the prince Chen Yu!"

The master brought by Wang Qiong from Yanjing, except for the ghost servant, is the thirteen Taibao, although the thirteen Taibao is not as strong as the ghost servant, but he is also known as a master, but as soon as they met, I put down two of them, Wang Qiong's face couldn't hold back, and at the same time he didn't want to delay, and ordered the remaining thirteen Taibao: "Go up together and kill him!"

The remaining thirteen Taibao looked at each other, and then swarmed towards me.

At this moment, I took out the throwing stick that I carried with me with my backhand, shook the stick out of my hand, and then did not retreat, but advanced, and walked towards the other party and a group of people with the throwing stick.

The Thirteen Taibao They are from Yanjing, and the people of Yanjing are born with a sense of superiority, after all, they grew up in the capital, and this sense of superiority also subconsciously makes them love face, so when they besiege one of them, they subconsciously disdain to use weapons, but when I rushed up with a throwing stick, they found that it was inappropriate.

"Bang!"

I knocked over an opponent with a blow to the head and a punch to the back, which made my organs roll and I almost vomited blood. But forcibly held back, and slapped a backhand stick on the side of the guy's head, and the guy fell down without screaming, and I don't know if he was dead or alive?

In a few breaths, six opponents had fallen, and I had received five or six punches and kicks on my body, almost without knocking over an opponent, I had to take a punch or a kick, and at this moment my whole body bones were aching, all my internal organs were rolling, and the blood in the blood vessels of my body seemed to be boiling, which was both painful and ignited my violent side.

There were only five people left in the Thirteenth Taibao, and these people were finally scared, and they didn't dare to hold it up, and they all took out their weapons one after another, including daggers and fingered tigers, and one guy used a trident like Raphael in the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.

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