Chapter 130

"Arrogance."

Tie Zhan was furious, and suddenly slapped his palm towards Ligang.

This palm used the power of iron warfare, and the reason why he said a few more words just now was to distract the other party.

Then, a one-hit kill.

However, Li Gang's figure flashed, and he easily avoided the palm of Tie Zhan.

Tie Zhan was shocked, this scene was just said by Summer.

People won't stand and let him shoot.

"Iron Sand Palm?"

There was a hint of banter in Ligang's tone: "Come, stand and let you shoot." ”

"What?"

Tie Zhan was surprised, but he still slapped his palm on Ligang's body.

Syllable...

Tie Zhan only felt like he was slapping on a steel plate, and his entire arm was numb from the shock.

But the other party stood in place without moving, and a cold smile was wiped on his face.

This scene was also told by Summer.

"But that's it, it's my turn."

Ligang raised his fist, a lightning-like punch, and slammed into Tie Zhan's chest.

Boom....

Like a dusk drum and morning bell, Tie Zhan's whole person flew out upside down and smashed on the wall behind him.

The walls were smashed into the slightest crack, and the iron battle fell to the ground, and the entire chest cavity was dented.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he didn't know if he was really dead or fake.

Tie Zhan's eyes widened, and he didn't move directly.

"This...."

It was as if a basin of ice water was pouring down from the top of Chen Xiong's head, and every cold hair on his body exploded.

Iron was defeated, just one punch!

This... This is a well-known big boxer in Jiangcheng, who slapped a six-hundred-pound iron sandbag three meters away with one palm.

It took 10 million to invite him, and he was defeated?

Chen Xiong's mind was blank, and his legs couldn't help trembling.

Li Gang fixed his gaze on Chen Xiong's body again, and the bloody iron finger raised his index finger at Chen Xiong, swaying from side to side.

"Game over!"

Chen Xiong was already frightened, and Liu Xiaoyu looked at Xia in a panic.

"God... Brother Tian, help! ”

Summer is still sitting on the couch and playing the game of pushing the box.

Hearing Liu Xiaoyu's cry for help, he clicked the return button of the game unhurriedly.

"And another?"

At this time, Ligang also noticed the summer sitting on the sofa here.

The next second, he smiled, and he smiled very disdainfully.

"Little brother, are you also the helper invited by Chen Xiong?"

"No, there is no logic to this sentence."

"You, were you also invited by Chen Xiong to send him to death?"

Summer ignored Ligang and put the phone back in his pocket.

Then he placed two of his fingers on the edge of the glass coffee table in front of him.

Bang dang...

With just one press, the whole glass coffee table was shattered!

This is not tempered glass, but it is like tempered glass, broken.

Shattered into slag!

Summer turned his head and looked at Chen Xiong with a smile, his voice was like the lake in March, calm and unwavering.

"Kneel down and beg me, and I will save you!"