Fan Weilun, who was still shouting just now, widened his eyes and was speechless.

Qiao Ling's face was pale, and his back was cold. When Fang Cha Peng punched away the two bodyguards, her heart had sunk to the bottom.

"It's too terrible, Ah Long and Ah Zheng can't stop him."

Cisse muttered to himself, as if he couldn't believe it:

"You know, they're Qi Sect martial artists."

"Heh, if it's an ordinary Muay Thai, it may not be your opponent, but Master Chapong has practiced ancient Muay Thai for decades, and one foot has entered the ranks of the master of Baquan, of course you can't compete."

Song Tao jumped up and down, like a monkey.

In Thailand, there are many martial artists who practice Muay Thai, but only the real core personnel can get the inheritance of authentic ancient Muay Thai, and they can often cultivate Dacheng and enter the ranks of Baquan masters, whose strength and status are equivalent to those of Huaguo's martial arts masters.

"Throw them out to feed the tigers, and these girls will give us a good time to relax."

Onka bowed deeply to Chapong and commanded his men.

He naturally knew that a real master of practicing ancient Muay Thai like Cha Peng was pure in heart and had few desires, was not confused by money and women, and was dedicated to pursuing the pinnacle of martial arts, so he did not consult him.

"You can't touch us, we all come from a very powerful family in Huaxia, if something happens, you will definitely be in big trouble."

Shuya shouted.

"That's right, my father is a big entrepreneur and has a lot of connections, if he knows that you are embarrassing me, he will definitely not give up."

Qiao Ling also said at this time:

"You are just asking for money, why do you have to hurt us, as long as you let us go, we can give you a lot of money."

"Money? What Lao Tzu has is money! ”

Onka raised his thumb and said to Song Tao:

"The money is yours, and the woman is mine."

As the subordinate of the No. 1 drug lord in Southeast Asia, the most important thing is money, billions of dollars in transactions a year, a small boss of Onka's level can get tens of millions, and Thailand's living standard is low, money means little to him, only women, really high-quality women are what he desires the most.

"Don't talk nonsense, come with me!"

Weng Ka gave an order, and a few minions went to pull Qiao Ling and the others.

Cisse and Fan Weilun wanted to stop but didn't dare to stop it, so they could only blush.

"Hey, aren't you going to make a move, just watching him bully us, you're still not a man?!"

At this moment, a thunderous voice came.

Everyone looked and saw Wu Qing pouting, pointing at Chu Yi and scolding with anger on his face.

"Counting on him? No kidding, what can he do like that? ”

Fan Weilun smiled dumbly, and suddenly thought of his situation, and his face turned pale again.

"Even Ah Long and Ah Zheng can't compete with that Cha Peng's casual punch, what can he do?"

Qiao Ling sighed lightly.

When Wu Qing spoke, Qiao Ling and the others guessed that Chu Yi might really know martial arts, maybe he wasn't weak.

But so what, one more punch?

Listening to Wu Qing's scolding, Chu raised his eyebrows, and almost wanted to slap her to death.

"If you don't speak, no one will treat you like a dumb person."

He walked out slowly, came with his hands behind his back, and said to Onka:

"You can't move these two women, as for the corner one, take it away."

"Hey, what do you mean, bullying me, aren't you?!"

Wu Qing is about to go berserk.

Song Tao jumped up all of a sudden, and said with a mocking face:

"Chief, it's him, and he wants me to take him to see the marshal, and he doesn't weigh how many catties and taels he has."

Everyone burst out laughing.

What are you looking for? Group photo?

"Hmph, do you want to die? Why do you need you to talk nonsense, believe it or not, I'll kill you now? ”

Weng Ka glared, and his height of one meter nine made Chu Yi extremely small.

"It's not me who wants to die, it's you."

With a light sentence, Onka was furious, and was about to swing his palm down, when suddenly his neck was cold, and a piercing pain struck.

Then, in the midst of everyone's incredulous gaze, Onka's head fell.

"Ah!!h

Shu Ya exclaimed, Qiao Ling changed color in shock, and Wu Qing's face was full of pride.

The headless corpse stood there, large streams of blood pouring out.

"Oh my god! What's going on?! ”

Song Tao, who was infinitely awesome just now, was half frightened to death, and hurriedly hid behind.

"Look for death!"

Cha Peng was shocked, his expression was extremely solemn, he stomped his foot, his body jumped up like a spring, and a punch was like a cannon ejected from the chamber, which was extremely powerful.

The momentum of this move is much stronger than the two punches of Fei Ah Long and Ah Zheng!

"Get out of the way!"

Qiao Ling couldn't help but exclaim.

She seemed to be able to imagine the picture of Chu Yi being blown away by a punch and vomiting blood to death.

But Cha Peng's punch was so fierce that it was almost in front of him in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, I saw Chu Yi stretch out his right hand and slap it towards Cha Peng in mid-air like a father teaching a child.

It seems to be an unhurried palm, but it is powerful, as if it really weighs 10,000 catties.

Rumble!

The whole room trembled violently, and Chu Yi slapped the other party into the ground with a casual slap.

With the palm print as the center, countless dense cracks extended outward, spreading all the way to Qiao Ling's feet.

Chu Yi's palm is so powerful, under one blow, not to mention the ancient Muay Thai martial artist, even a tank will be scrapped, at this time, Cha Peng has turned into a mess of mud, and he can't die anymore.

Hiss!

Everyone gasped, and Fan Weilun was even more frightened and collapsed directly on the ground, his teeth trembling.

"This is the real fierce man."

Although Qiao Ling could still maintain his composure, his heart was also turbulent.

Cha Peng, who is about to enter the ranks of the masters of hegemony, was slapped to death with a palm!

"He, how could he be so strong?"

Aaron struggled and said.

"What are you doing in a daze, shoot quickly!"

Song Tao shouted.

A group of minions woke up like a dream, and they fired wildly with submachine guns.

Dadada!

Dadada!

A series of machine guns rang out, and the whole room suddenly became dusty.

More than a dozen machine guns fired intensively in the same direction, and the momentum was amazing.

"Ahh

Qiao Ling covered his mouth, looking at the scene in front of him, tears flashed in his eyes.

"It's dead, it's dead, no matter how much you can fight, you can't beat a gun."

Shu Ya hung her head and said.

As soon as Chu dies, they will also be finished.

Ah Long and Ah Zheng stared intently at the dust, their eyes flickering.

Wu Qing looked like he didn't care, and muttered to himself:

"Alas, if only the submachine gun could kill him."

But then she shook her head again, shaking off the illusion.

"Such a terrifying guy would have to take at least dozens of rockets to defeat him."

"I advise you not to resist anymore, when you come to the Golden Triangle, no one can escape."

Song Tao walked triumphantly and touched Wu Qing's chin with one hand.

Suddenly, he stopped, and a smile froze on his face as if he had seen a ghost.

Under the frantic strafing of the bullet, Chu Zhou's body actually puffed up a layer of pure white air cover, and the alloy bullet hit the air cover with a metallic luster, and then it was all bounced off.

The bullets that bounced back were faster, and the minions were shot by their own bullets before they could react.

"How is that possible?!"

At this moment, everyone, including Qiao Ling, opened their mouths wide, there are people in this world who are not afraid of guns?

"Die."

With a bang, Chu Yi pointed at the same time as a knife and slashed in the air, and Song Tao was immediately cut off by his waist.

"True Qi is released, Xuanjing Grandmaster!"

"He's the Grandmaster of the Xuan Realm!"

Ah Long and Ah Zheng were so excited that they fell to the ground on their knees.

"Tut-tut, it's not necessarily the Xuanjing Grandmaster who releases true qi."

Wu Qing crossed his waist and said:

"This guy turned out to be the Grandmaster of the King Realm!"

"Take me to Kunsang, spare you from death."

Chu Yi grabbed the only living mouth and strode out, then turned his head and said:

"You stay here and wait for me."

"Hey, don't die, I'm still aiming to kill you to take revenge."

Wu Qing stomped his feet and shouted at the door.

"He, what is he going to do?"

Shu Ya asked worriedly.

"I don't know, I think I'm going to kill someone."

Wu Qing replied casually.

"No, no, save people."

"However, Kunsang has thousands of troops."

Cisse said in a trembling voice.

"Say, where is Kunsang?"

"I'll take you, don't kill me."

As soon as the surviving minions finished speaking, they suddenly shouted:

"Hostility! There is an enemy! He's killed Master Chapong, get him! ”

Bang!

Before the words fell, Chu slapped it one by one.

At the same time, the surrounding militants are rushing towards this place with guns, and as far as the eye can see, there is no enemy in sight!