Chapter 778: The stone lion breaks the door

To be honest, whoever calls He Shang will not buy too much now except Xu Qing, only Xu Qing barks, and this guy is faster than a rabbit being chased by a dog.

When he happily ran to Xu Qing, before he could say hello with a hippie smile, he saw Xiao Xu stretch out his hand and point to the corpse that had been cut off by half of his head, and said in a low voice: "Hurry up, this guy died in the line of duty, find a door panel to carry people down, and by the way, get some soot or something to clean up the blood on the ground." ”

He Shang was stunned, but then he grinned: "Okay, I'll do it right away, I'll definitely clean up all the thin and thick on the ground later!" After saying that, he turned around and left with a sunny smile, don't be unfamiliar with this person, it's really not easy to find soot or something.

A fire truck was parked at the intersection at both ends of the courtyard outside the courtyard of the Li family, blocking the intersection tightly, knowing that the fire was also blocking the safe passage, which was originally a perverse behavior, but more than a dozen police cars followed to maintain order, a large group of men wearing fire uniforms with a tense face blocked both ends of the alley, and hundreds of traffic police began to block traffic at both ends of the road, and traffic control has been implemented on the entire street.

There are no more than ten real firefighters among the men in firefighting uniforms, and they are all arranged by Jiang Bangzheng to disguise people, in order to hide people's eyes, but the time of traffic control cannot be too long, because a group of people will soon rush to this side, and these people can only drag, and cannot be blocked in the real sense, because they are, the presidium.

Jiang Bangzheng doesn't want to be the one who grabs power on the table, so he can't attack the presidium, unless he has to do it as a last resort, he will let Yu Fusheng turn everyone into puppets and ruin the boat.

Yu Fusheng, who was hiding outside the door of the Li family's compound at the moment when the puppet was killed, had already sensed, and he couldn't figure out what was wrong for a long time, it stands to reason that a puppet can control more than ten people in a short period of time, he originally planned to control the Li family in the inner courtyard first, and then control the masters in the main courtyard, and those people in the outer courtyard can't pose a threat at all.

It is undeniable that the cooperation between Phantom Zun and Yu Fusheng is quite tacit, Phantom Zun can instantly use illusion to control a person to make Yu Fusheng into a puppet, and then he only needs to use puppet magic to control more puppets, and the Li family compound can be destroyed without blood, but the wishful thinking failed, and even the controlled puppet was eliminated.

Don't know why? As a generation of sect masters, Yu Fusheng faintly had an ominous premonition in his heart, there may be more variables in this operation, this veteran Heavenly Realm martial artist had a little inexplicable retreat in his heart, people are like this, they have lived for a long time, and their scruples have increased.

Strangers, ancient warriors, public security, traffic police, fire ...... A bunch of people got together and surrounded the Li family's compound in an airtight area, just waiting for Jiang Bang to raise his arms and call this group of people will rush into the courtyard, and now the time has not come.

Jiang Bangzheng is now letting people drag the presidium halfway, but the paper can't contain the fire after all, if he can't take the Li family's compound as quickly as possible, then all his efforts will be in vain.

There is a kind of madness called unwillingness, no one will easily give up what is close at hand and is a lifelong pursuit, and when you really want to grasp it, you will find that it is so far away. Jiang Bangzheng is now in such a crazy mood, what is stale and dark, what kind of temperament has become a floating cloud, what he urgently needs is to grasp what he is about to get, but he feels that there is always an invisible barrier at his fingertips.

Jiang Bangzheng gritted his teeth, and said to Feng Zun, who was closest to him, with a calm face: "Feng Zun, immediately notify Yang Ligong to bring someone over, and say that I will let him take the lead, and his fast knife can be unsheathed and lick blood." ”

Fengzun nodded, stepped under his feet, the two trousers swayed, and the person who twisted his body had already gone to a hundred meters away, this speed was most appropriately described as the wind under his feet.

Yang Ligong was sitting in the room at this time, gritting his teeth, Jiang Bang was deliberately staying in the courtyard with the people of the Diancang faction, although it was only a few hundred meters away from the Li family's compound, but the closer it was, the more tangled, and now he couldn't wait to rush over and kill it fiercely, and vent the bad anger in his heart.

"Damn, the kid surnamed Jiang is a bastard, what important arrangements are there, I think I just want to exclude Lao Tzu, hum!" Yang Ligong's heart was on fire, and he grabbed the celadon teapot on the table and smashed it out of the door.

Bang! Ah! A shattering sound followed by a cry of pain came from the doorway, and then the bloodied Fengzun stumbled through the door.

Poor Feng Zun was caught off guard and his head was smashed by a teapot, and his old face was bloodied by celadon shards, but he didn't dare to attack in front of Yang Ligong, who was as fierce as fire, and the tangled bitter gourd face was several times more ugly than crying.

"Gong Li, you take it easy, but it's hard for my old skin!" Feng Zun cried out in pain, and reached out to touch the blood stains on his face, which was hot and painful.

Yang Ligong sat on the rattan chair and glanced at this embarrassed old man, and a cold snort came out of his nostrils: "Hmph! What are you doing here, Lao Tzu smashed a pot, you want to put your face up, and you deserve it. ”

Feng Zun scolded this old thing with neck tendons in his heart, but said: "Secretary Jiang asked me to ask you to take someone to clean up the Huaxia martial spirit, but I didn't expect your quick knife to hit my old face when it came out of the sheath, alas! ”

"Really?" Yang Ligong's eyes lit up, and he bounced up from the rattan chair with a snort. Feng Zun nodded with a bitter face and said, "It's true, bring your martial artists......"

Before the words fell, Yang Ligong had already rushed out of the door sideways, and when the two of them staggered, Feng Zun had an extra white porcelain vial in his hand, only to hear a cold voice coming from afar: "This is the best golden medicine of the Diancang Sect, offended!" "I only heard its sound and couldn't see its shape, and the person had already gone a hundred meters away.

The Heavenly Realm Martial Artist is not comparable to the Ability Venerable in terms of speed or strength, and the Feng Venerable, who has suffered a dumb loss, pinched the bottle of Golden Creation Medicine in his hand and scolded hatefully: "The old immortal thing, it is best to fight with the Huaxia Martial Soul to lose both, gnaw hard bones and break your teeth." ”

Yang Ligong took the five members of his faction all the way to run wildly, and it took less than three minutes to rush to the front of the Li family's compound, the old man glanced at the crowd around the gate, and with a stroke of his arm, he opened a passage for the crowd, and shouted: "Hide, watch Lao Tzu open the door." ”

Most of the people blocking the door knew this arrogant and domineering old man, and they consciously stepped aside. I saw Yang Ligong striding to the door, bowing down, holding the stone lion on the left in front of the door with one palm and lifting it up, at least five hundred catties away The stone lion was easily lifted above his head by him, hehe smiled, picked up the stone lion and smashed it towards the door in front of him.