The middle-aged master's eyes turned white, like a dead dog, and he fainted.

And Zheng Jie pressed his head with one hand and buckled it on the floor, with an unbeatable attitude, the scene of dominating the audience shook everyone's hearts for a long time.

A scream broke the silence.

"Grandma, this kid is a master of dark energy. The old man had fully stood up, and his rag hat was raised high by him, and he was dumbfounded.

And Du Shao, who was standing in the crowd, spread his beard to both sides, smiling brightly.

I was right, Zheng Jie, you are not an ordinary person.

The eyes of the beautiful woman on the side were also full of brilliance, she pursed her lips lightly, and her cold voice suddenly sounded: "Can you beat him?"

The expressionless bodyguard behind her could only smile bitterly: "If it's hand-to-hand combat, I'll hold on for a while at most." ”

"He's so strong?" the beauty seemed a little surprised.

Because she knows very well the skills of this bodyguard.

The king of soldiers of the Tianjin Wei Military Region, the leader of the special forces, he knocked over a dozen gangsters with his bare hands is the same as drinking boiled water.

If even he admits that the man is strong, then it is not ordinarily strong.

Actually, the bodyguard still talked too much. If Zheng Jie is replaced by that Fog Hidden Sect master, he may be able to hold out for a while.

But even he was killed by Zheng Jie in seconds, let alone him.

It's no wonder, after all, the battle ended so quickly that ordinary people simply couldn't see what was more inside.

Except for the old man.

If there is anyone else at the scene who is aware of Zheng Jie's horror, it is Cheng Shao.

At this time, Cheng Shao felt as if he was watching a movie, and everything was like a dream.

He knew this man's strength very well.

Known as the genius of the Fog Hidden Sect for twenty years, he has been cultivated by secret training since he was a child and has experienced a hundred battles.

He had seen this man fight hand-to-hand with five special forces, just like playing.

However, now, this man who was so strong that he was killed in seconds by Cheng Yanjin, who collapsed halfway.

Isn't this a dream?

Fortunately, his psychological quality is excellent.

Cheng Shao stopped the gently swaying folding fan and instructed his followers to check the situation of the dead dog on the ground.

He was also relieved to learn that he had just fainted and that there was no major problem.

And the fat man had a mouth full of mud, and his face was covered with abrasions, and he took off a white dress called Hanako.

Even when there was a stinging pain in his face, he ignored it.

Because, at the moment, he was confused.

How can Zheng Jie know kung fu,

Why did Zheng Jie help himself,

Is this true?

"Fatty, hey, fatty. A burst of shouts brought the frightened fat man back to reality.

When he recognized the person in front of him, the fat man didn't say a word, opened his arms, and hugged him fiercely.

"Thank you, thank you. The fat man was full of joy.

Although he said it very lightly, Zheng Jie could feel the feeling of rebirth.

is indeed a little moved, but the problem is that this posture is wrong, and the greasy fat smell on the fat man's body almost smoked Zheng Jie to death.

Don't forget, there is also a group of YY viewers with no bottom line on the side.

"Are young people so open-minded nowadays?

"The young man looks quite normal, why is the taste so heavy, even this kind of fat pig can be eaten. Sure enough, turnip greens have their own love. ”

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"I didn't expect that your cousin and Zheng Jie have such a good relationship. Du Lei teased meaningfully.

The beauty's meaningful gaze swept over Zheng Jie and the fat man.

Facing the pointing and pointing of others, Zheng Jie finally broke free from the fat man's embrace.

"Fat man, what's the matter, why did the man on the ground kill you?" Zheng Jie asked solemnly.

That's right, in Zheng Jie's opinion, it is a clear killing.

There is no doubt that the man lying on the ground is a master, and the palm he used just now already contains a trace of dark energy. It is conceivable that if an ordinary person is slapped in the face, he will either die or be disabled.

If he hadn't arrived in time, he would definitely be a fat man lying on the ground.

The fat man just wanted to speak out, but Cheng Xiao had already hugged the fan and stepped forward to make amends, "Brother Qian, I'm sorry."

I really didn't expect things to come to this. ”

The fat man breathed a sigh of relief, pressed the restlessness in his heart, and said solemnly: "Come on, Cheng Xiao, don't cry for cats, fake compassion." Isn't all this premeditated by you? Why, it's not me lying on the ground now, don't you feel good in your heart? ”

But there was no expected disappointment, no anger, no panic,

Cheng Xiao is still shaking the folding fan, like a spring breeze.

Seeing that his expression was the same, with a calm and calm attitude that strategized to win thousands of miles away, the fat man was depressed for a while.

After all, he can't compare to him.

He is the dragon and phoenix among people, the pride of the sky.

Cheng Shao folded the fan lightly and said with a smile: "Brother Qian, if you insist that it is my fault, you can take a look around." They will give you the answer. ”

Puzzled in his heart, the fat man's gaze followed his gestures.

Although everyone was different, the contempt, disgusting, and indifference in his eyes were like a sharp sword, piercing his heart.

In their eyes, he was always just a clown, a villain, or a piece of trash.

Perhaps, Cheng Xiao is right, he is a piece of, and whoever gets involved is unlucky.

Seeing that the fat man was under Cheng Dashao's words, as if he had lost his soul, Zheng Jie knew that the fat man was not less bullied by the boy in front of him, and even, deep in the fat man's heart, he already had a psychological shadow on this boy surnamed Cheng.

And Cheng Shao saw the fat man's cowardice, and sneered in his heart.

Sure enough, stupid as a pig.

In vain, the old man of the Cheng family is famous, and the descendants have this kind of waste, which is really unfortunate for the family.

However, waste also has the value of waste, which can just give me amusement and relieve boredom.

After coming back to his senses, Cheng Dashao held a fan in his left hand, stretched out his right hand, and said to Zheng Jie gently: "This brother, thank you for your help just now, if I don't hurt the fat man, I must feel guilty and uncomfortable." ”

Zheng Jie was like an old monk in his meditation, standing still.

"Hey, Brother Cheng is talking to you?"

"Brother Cheng shook hands with you because he looked up to you, don't be ignorant. The attendant said arrogantly, as if Zheng Jie was a commoner in ancient times, and Cheng Xiao was the prince.

"Step back and don't show off your identity at every turn. Cheng Shao reprimanded.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I was stunned. Zheng Jie smiled as brightly as the June sun.

But Cheng Shao felt that there was a cold wind behind him.

The moment the two hands clasped hands, Cheng Dashao's warm smile changed.

The handsome boy, who was as gentle as jade just now, suddenly clenched his teeth, and then his eyebrows gradually wrinkled.

"Idiot, don't be stupid. Cheng Shao tried his best to maintain his demeanor, and these words burst out of his teeth.

"Cheng Shao thinks I'm not sincere enough?" As soon as the words fell, Zheng Jie's right hand was raised slightly.

Cheng Shao finally couldn't hold it back, with an "ah" sound, he stood on tiptoe in pain, and his whole face swelled like a boiled crab.

And the folding fan had already been thrown aside by him.

"Stop!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, several followers immediately gathered around.

"Get out. ”

Suddenly, an explosion echoed in my ears.

Low, full of murderous aura, like a superior creature commanding a lower creature.

When the followers saw Zheng Jie's eyes that looked at everything like mustard, they were so frightened that they stood still.

At this moment, Zheng Jie's body seemed to have the shadow of the man who stood on the sea of corpses and blood more than ten years later, and was full of bones.

"Is he crazy?" said the young man who killed Matt looked incredulous.

Shi Shao also looked like a ghost.

What is he going to do.

That's the Cheng family.

Do you really think that if you are good at kung fu, you can be lawless?

And the reality is,

Rattle.

"Ahh A heart-rending scream resounded throughout the audience.