The townhouse, quite gorgeous, exudes the air of a rich man everywhere.

After parking the car, Hong Xuan took out his mobile phone and dialed Boss Hong.

Dozens of seconds later, the phone was connected, and Hong Xuan said with a little flattery: "Boss Hong, I brought you an ancient martial artist, who is strong enough to lift a BMW with one hand, you see!!"

"You kid, are you sure you didn't lie to me?!"

Hong Xuan turned on the speakerphone, and Boss Hong's deep and majestic voice came out on the phone.

"Hey, even if I give Hong Xuan a few guts, I don't dare to lie to you!"

"Okay, someone will come out to pick you up right away!"

After that, Boss Hong hung up the call.

Hong Xuan looked at Zhao Ling, who had always looked indifferent, and said with a smile: "It's done, whether you can fight next depends on you to fight a way." ”

Zhao Ling said lightly: "I don't have any problems!"

"If you win, how much are you going to give me?" Hong Xuan asked with a little apprehension.

Zhao Ling: "How much do you want?"

Hong Xuan said in a low voice: "How about giving me 10 million? After all, you can't find such a good opportunity without me." ”

Zhao Ling didn't care, and said, "Okay!"

After waiting for a while, a very beautiful woman wearing a black suit and a bulging figure walked out quickly.

Hong Xuan said: "She is Boss Hong's personal secretary. ”

With that, the two got out of the car.

"Come with me!"

Secretary Qi walked over, motioned for the doorman to let him go, glanced at Hong Xuan and Zhao Ling arrogantly, and said without being salty.

A bitch who sells meat, so arrogant and cold.

Zhao Ling glanced at this woman with disdain.

Following behind, he walked towards the villa.

Walk through the lavish and extravagant villa hall to a huge underground hall.

Boss Hong, who seemed to be in his early forties, had a majestic face, leaning on the boss's chair, and there were eight people standing in the open space in front of him.

These eight people are undoubtedly thugs hired by Boss Hong, and there are actually two blacks among them.

"Well, the one next to you is the person you said?!" Boss Hong took a puff of the cigar in his hand and looked at Zhao Ling with a slight frown.

At such an age, could it really be Gu Wu?

He thought it would be an old man.

Because, there was an old man who called himself an ancient warrior present, dressed in a white robe and had a fairy style.

How could he have thought that the Gu Wu that Hong Xuan said would actually be a hairy boy.

The eight people also cast surprised eyes.

Except for the old man in the gorgeous robe who frowned slightly, the others all had disdainful eyes, and the corners of their mouths hooked up with a touch of mockery.

Hong Xuandui said with a smile: "Boss Hong, people can't be good-looking, you only know until you fight!"

"Heh, a good person can't be disguised, if you are killed here, no one will care about you, young man, are you sure you want to fight?" Boss Hong's majestic eyes fell on Zhao Ling, trying to scare his legs weak.

Zhao Ling raised his eyelids and said calmly: "Can you kill someone?!"

"Huh-"

This remark drew a burst of ridicule.

Boss Hong smiled lightly: "Of course, if you are afraid, get out of it as soon as possible!"

Zhao Ling sighed lightly and said, "In this case, you must be ready to collect the bodies of these eight people." ”

"Hehe! Although the body is small, it is quite big!"

A muscular, power-filled bald black man mocks in broken Chinese.

"I wasn't going to kill you, but now I've changed my mind. Another black man laughed cruelly.

Zhao Ling raised his hand, pointed at the eight people, and said lightly: "Let's go together! If you can let me move in place, I will kill myself in front of you on the spot!"

"Shet, kill you!"

Zhao Ling was so contemptuous that the bald black man finally couldn't bear it, and with a low roar, he picked up his huge fist and rushed straight towards him, bringing a foul smell.

Zhao Ling held his breath, his eyes were not wavering, and he didn't take half a step back, and he roared at the bald black man's punch.

He just raised his hand slightly, snapping and clasping the huge fist that was close in front of him.

Then there was a strong burst in his hand, and the moment he crushed his fist with a click, he was suddenly pulled in front of him, and his right hand formed a fist.

One punch and the air exploded!

A pop snorted through its chest.

The moment the blood splattered, an invisible aura erupted in Zhao Ling's body, and the splashed blood and the black man's body flew out.

Zhao Ling penetrated the black man's hand, and there was an invisible gas enveloping him, so there was no blood on it.

Bald black man, killed on the spot.

"Shhhh

Everyone present gasped in horror at this scene.

How much force does it take to punch a person through the chest?

Boss Hong secretly swallowed his saliva, daring to love Hong Xuan didn't lie to himself, this son is really an ancient martial artist.

Thinking back to the cynicism he had just given, the old face couldn't help but heat for a while.

"Wow nononono, you're not human, you're a monster!"

The rest of the black man pointed at Zhao Ling with wide eyes.

"Brush!!"

Being pointed at like this made Zhao Ling feel inexplicably unhappy, and a flash appeared in front of the black man, and slapped him to the ground with a slap.

"Ahh

A slap on the black man's face door, the huge force shook his whole face and sunken down, and his head almost burst.

Even if it didn't burst, it was full of cracks, and something indescribably white spilled out, killing him instantly.

Zhao Ling, who killed another person, always looked indifferent, and said lightly: "I don't like the feeling when I am pointed at, and the people who point at me kill as many as they want." ”

Worthy of the Lord of the Great Abyss, he is revered by the heavens as the reincarnation of the Dark Tyrant.

has just recovered, and it is already this kind of murderous character, which is really a bit scary.

"Spare your life, big brother!!"

The remaining six people, except for the old man, the other five were already frightened by his strength and means, and fell to their knees and shouted for their lives.

Frightened, his body trembled.

Knowing that they may have met a non-human today, they just want to get out of here now.

Stay away from this demonic man.

Zhao Ling ignored them, and his indifferent eyes fell on the old man in the Chinese robe, "The person who can have a few tricks with me here may be the only one who can do a few tricks with me, come on!"

I can clearly feel that this old man in a gorgeous robe has a trickle of energy flowing in his body.

"No... I don't want to be the enemy of my little friend!"

Seeing him, the old man in the Chinese robe waved his hand again and again, and smiled kindly.

This man's breath is as vast as an abyss, and he can't see the bottom at all.

The old man in the Chinese robe had no doubt that once he did it, he would be killed in seconds.

Zhao Ling turned around and looked at Boss Hong, who was shocked.

Seeing this, the latter hurriedly got up from his seat and said with a hearty smile: "Okay, good, sure enough, people can't look good, heroes are young people, I Hong Tianxiang admires it so much!

"Yes!"

The five people who knelt on the ground, as if they had been pardoned, ran away without a trace.

The old man in the robe thought about it, and was about to leave, but was stopped by Boss Hong: "Old Zhang, you can be valued by Brother Zhao, you should be very good, do you want to stay by my side as a bodyguard, you can open the price." ”

"This!!" the old man in the robe muttered for a few seconds when he heard this, and finally nodded in agreement and offered a reasonable price.