Slashed Beichen Palace with one sword, and the judgment knight's eyes flashed red. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ten times the power explodes!

Ten times faster burst!

The Blade of Judgment slashed rapidly, rolling the water in thousands of streams, directly cutting the corpse of Beichen Palace into flesh and blood.

The Japanese samurai who had a full view of the whole process were stunned, stupid, and stunned.

"Oh God, this, this is a change, Transformers!"

"Transformers, oh my God, how did the things in the movies come to life!"

"Run, run, run separately!"

……

The Japanese samurai screamed in surprise, and then came back to their senses, one by one, eager to give birth to fish tails, and struggled to swim upstream, in a vain attempt to escape.

The silver flashed.

Rumble!

The Judgment Knight's fist, with a devastating force, slammed into the body of a Japanese samurai, directly blasting it.

The terrifying force shook the surrounding water flow, and some water droplets were shot away by the shock, and three or four Japanese samurai around were shot and killed, exploding into a ball of blood.

Snort~

Boom boom boom~

The blade of judgment slashed, the fist bombarded, and in less than ten seconds, the surrounding rivers were blood-red, and more than 20 Japanese samurai were all killed by the knights of judgment.

"Close!"

Through the Transformers clone, Zhang Long's spiritual power came instantly, and with a single thought, he directly collected the Transformers clone, the blood-colored river and the five Mercedes-Benz cars in the water into the package.

The bottom of the river instantly returned to calm, and many onlookers on the bridge called the police, but unfortunately, this was doomed, and it was an unsolved case.

After solving the potential trouble, Zhang Long retracted his mind and watched the drinking party competition.

At the same time, Jianzhou International Airport.

At the pick-up entrance, Zhang Tianfeng was holding a mobile phone and talking to someone, and Uncle Zhong, who was standing next to him, was holding a pick-up card with the word Ren written on it.

"Mouth three, yes, yes, you can see our pick-up card when you come out."

"I've seen you."

As he spoke, he hung up the phone on the other side.

Not long after, an old man dragging a suitcase and wearing a black Mao suit appeared in front of Zhang Tianfeng.

"Mr. Ren."

Uncle Zhong said respectfully, a trace of imperceptible fear flashed in his eyes.

"Master."

Zhang Tianfeng greeted respectfully, and at the same time took the suitcase in the other party's hand.

"Master, I have already booked the hotel, the car is outside, it will take another hour, the auction will start, it is better to go back to the hotel to take a shower and eat something."

"Well, that's fine."

Ren Zhinong nodded, and the group of three came to the parking lot, got into a bulletproof Mercedes-Benz, and left the airport and headed for the city.

"What's the matter, there's a traffic jam ahead?"

On the cross-river bridge, looking at the cars stretching seven or eight hundred meters in front of him, Zhang Tianfeng wondered.

"Young master, I'll go down and ask."

Uncle Zhong got out of the car, and not long after, he turned back.

"Young master, there was a car accident in front, the car was rear-ended, it seems that there was a fatality, the traffic police, the police are all here, the bridge is closed, the traffic police let us reverse back, take the second bridge of Jianzhou into the city."

"Well, let's reverse the car then."

"Yes."

Bulletproof Mercedes-Benz reversed, got off the Jianzhou First Bridge, went to the Jianzhou Second Bridge from the ring city, and arrived at the hotel booked by Zhang Tianfeng after fifteen minutes.

This hotel is the hotel where Beichen Yidaoliu, Beichen Ichiro and others have settled.

In a battle of life and death, picking and killing Beichen Musashi and Beichen Ichiro, Zhang Long's strength in force is comparable to that of a famous boss on the rivers and lakes.

Master Ren Zhinong, although the force also has the strength of Danjin, but in terms of actual combat level, it may not be as good as Tian Ye Wusi who was defeated by Zhang Long.

After all, force is not Ren Zhinong's strong point, and his best hypnosis is spiritual attack.

In short, just in case, Zhang Tianfeng wanted to pull Beichen Palace together to complete his killing plan.

Because everyone knows that after a battle of life and death, the hatred between Zhang Long and Beichen has developed to the point of a deep hatred in the sea of blood.

Provide a plan by himself, provide manpower, and help Beichen Palace take revenge, as long as this guy is not stupid, he should not refuse.

Zhang Tianfeng led Ren Zhinong to the hotel front desk to check in.

After handling the settlement, Ren Zhinong took a bath, changed his clothes, and Zhang Tianfeng ate something with him.

Half an hour passed.

"Master, don't mind if I bring a friend to meet you!"

Eat and drink well, Zhang Tianfeng helped Ren Zhinong light a cigarette and said with a smile.

"Well, friend, it won't be some wine and meat friend!"

Ren Zhinong said.

"No, you should have heard of Beichen Yidaoliu, right?"

"Beichen is a knife stream, Beichen Ichiro."

Ren Zhinong was curious and said, "Do you still know that old guy?" ”

Zhang Tianfeng was stunned when he heard this, and asked, "Does the master know Beichen Ichiro?" ”

"Dealt with."

Ren Zhinong said with a smile.

"I also know that this old guy took his son and his proud disciples this time, found a relationship, and mixed into this black market auction, the purpose, it goes without saying, I want to take the opportunity to strengthen his Beichen Dao Stream, how about it, how is this Beichen Dao Stream?"

Ren Zhinong asked.

"Performance, what performance can the little devil have, not only did he not perform, but he was almost served by someone in a pot......"

Zhang Tianfeng briefly explained what happened.

"What, Beichen Ichiro is dead, and he was killed by that dragon with a shot?"

Ren Zhinong was shocked.

"Yes, that Zhang Long's force is really strong, and it shouldn't be weaker than some of our famous bigwigs in China."

"It's so strong, why don't you make it clear on the phone, aren't you a pit master and me?"

Ren Zhinong was furious.

But whenever the strength of martial arts enters the peak of Dan Jin and becomes a martial artist of a big man, the spiritual will is particularly tenacious, although Ren Zhinong is good at spiritual attacks, but if he wants to kill a bigwig-level martial arts master unscathed, he really can't do it.

Zhang Tianfeng smiled bitterly: "Master, I didn't know that this guy was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, so ......"

Zhang Tianfeng gritted his teeth and said: "Double the offering, four times the offering, as long as the master is willing to help me get rid of this Zhang Long, every year in the future, I will give you four times the offering." ”

"Moreover, the disciple promises that as long as we talk about our plan to kill Zhang Long, then Beichen Palace will definitely come to assist the master."

"Hmm."

Ren Zhinong didn't agree immediately, but thought about it and said, "You go and call Beichen Palace first." ”

"Yes."

Seeing that Ren Zhinong did not refuse, Zhang Tianfeng immediately knew that there was a play, and was overjoyed, looked at Uncle Zhong, and said, "Uncle Zhong, go and invite Beichen Palace to report the name of my Zhang family in Jinmen, he should come to see him." ”

"Yes, young master."

Uncle Zhong took the order and left, and it didn't take long for him to turn back and come back.

"What, aren't the people from Beichen Palace here?"

Seeing Uncle Zhong coming back alone, Zhang Tianfeng wondered.

Uncle Zhong nodded and said, "Young Master, Beichen Palace is indeed not here, I asked the hotel manager, and he said that Beichen Palace and others have checked out and have been away for more than an hour." ”

"Where did Beichen Palace go? Did you ask? ”

Zhang Tianfeng said hurriedly.

"I asked, and the hotel manager said that their convoy went to the direction of the airport."

Uncle Zhong smiled bitterly.

"Airport, I'm damn it, my dad is dead and my eldest brother is gone, has this Beichen Palace returned to China like this?"

Zhang Tianfeng was speechless.

"He's afraid, afraid that the dragon will cut the grass and eradicate the roots."

Ren Zhinong said lightly. (To be continued.) )