The sound of footsteps broke through the silence, and there was even a slight shock in the hall.

Everyone looked vigilant, and in an instant, Liao Yuwei's eyes also became cautious.

At the front of the hall, a thin old man with white hair that had no hair at all walked in.

The person held a string of prayer beads in his hand and kept plucking, and there was a gurgling sound in the space, which was the sound of the beads colliding with each other.

More eyes were on his trouser leg, and the left leg of his trouser was pulled up, revealing the metal prosthetic leg inside.

"Wei Hong, we haven't seen each other for more than twenty years."

With a sneer in the cripple's eyes, Wei Hong's expression suddenly became more solemn.

"It turned out to be Lao Du, twenty-four years!"

Wei Hong snorted coldly, and the person also stepped out.

He obviously didn't expect that it was an old acquaintance who came.

Du Qi, when Wei Hong rose, Du Qi was already in his fifties, and at that time, the magic capital was not popular with martial arts.

Du Qi is rampant in the magic capital, in fact, he is playing in the black industry, relying on it to profit.

After Wei Hong expelled him from the demon capital, he also heard that he went to Southeast Asia, and now it seems that it should be true.

Hum!

"It's time for us to finish our business."

Du Qi snorted coldly, his voice was still faint, and his whole body, an astonishing aura, was circulating.

The whole space feels more tranquil, with only the sound of heavy breathing.

The outbreak continued, and the depression became heavier and heavier.

The fist is afraid of being less strong, but for a martial artist who has truly entered the cultivation path, being in his forties is the time when the experience and physical strength are the strongest.

Wei Hong is also at the peak of his life.

But everyone in the martial arts audience can sense that Du Qi is over seventy years old, and his aura is endless, even surpassing Wei Hong.

"It's up to the owner to tick the box, you know?"

Liao Yuwei stretched out her hand and pulled Wei Hong aside, her expression contemptuous.

And the female secretary who accompanied her had already stood aside, and at the same time took out a notebook to take notes, which is the habit of the office.

"Ignore him, I still have five activities today, and I don't want to waste time on this bad old man."

Seeing that Wei Hong was about to speak again, Liao Yuwei's eyes were contemptuous and persuaded him to retreat.

"Thank you, Director Liao!"

Wei Hong was a little embarrassed, but still retreated.

In an instant, Du Qi's gaze was locked on Liao Yuwei's body, and there was a sharp breath in his gaze, which seemed to have the possibility of penetrating the human body.

A wicked smile appeared in his eyes.

Syllable!

The air shattered, Old Man Du remained silent, and everyone looked at the back of the hall.

In the middle of the hall, there was a one-foot marble screen, and now there was a hole the size of a walnut on top of the screen.

The cave is regular, and the entrance of the cave is even illuminated by colored lights in the hall.

"Something capable!"

Liao Yuwei immediately frowned, and there were more horrors in the audience.

A foot-thick marble, even if it is a sniper rifle, if you shoot at close range, it is only a depression at most.

"The carving insect skill is not comparable to the He family's martial arts, but it is not a big problem to clean up your chick."

Du Qi had an evil smile on his face again, and his eyes were on Liao Yuwei's figure, and he couldn't stop glancing.

"Look for death!"

Liao Yuwei was furious, she was nineteen years old, where could she stand the teasing of such a bad old man, she broke out in an instant and suppressed others.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the old man had already erupted, and it rose into the air, no different from a cannonball, the last to come first, nothing more than that.

Bang!

Liao Yuwei punched her in the shoulder, and she fell backwards like a kite.

"Boss!"

The secretary was taken aback, and threw the notebook to arrest someone, He Jianghai reached out and pulled the secretary in his arms.

The roaring sound came out, Liao Yuwei had hit the marble screen, the screen shattered, and in an instant, the entire hall was full of smoke and dust.

The secretary in He Jianghai's arms almost fainted, if she went to block it, even if she didn't turn into pulp, it would be impossible to live.

Forging body triple pinnacle!

The coughing sound did not stop, and in the next breath, Liao Yuwei was extremely tired, but still returned to the sight of the crowd.

He gritted his teeth slightly, his lips were bloody, and the audience exclaimed more.

He Jiayan's blood, super genius He Jiangyu immediately wanted to hold a coming-of-age ceremony in Beijing, and he had just broken through to the triple peak.

Since it is called Tiancai, such a level of young people in the country is in the number of ten fingers.

Du Qi is just a scattered person, and his strength can be imagined.

"Seeing that you look good, I can spare you from dying, accompany me back to Malaysia, and enjoy life, which is not bad."

Du Qi put his hands in his arms, extremely conceited.

As soon as these words came out, the audience was even more shocked, and there were countless whispers during the process.

"Old Du, for the sake of the He family's face, I think it's still ......"

The screaming voice has been heard, it is Li Weisi, the owner of the Huaiyang Pavilion who opened his mouth to advise Du Qi, and now there is a blood hole above his head.

These Demon City Mansion Owners, and even provincial bigwigs, were all invited by Du Qi to come over today.

In the martial arts, blood relatives take revenge, and they can't harm others.

On the other hand, as long as you are strong enough and have a good conscience, it is difficult to say anything about the backing face of the enemy for the sake of fame.

But at the moment, Du Qi no longer puts the He family in his eyes, and naturally everyone is nervous.

And Li Weisi said a fair word, and just hung up, in the audience, everyone was in danger, and no one dared to speak out again.

All the attention was on Wei Hong again.

These people understood that Wei Hong was still standing well, and Du Qi just wanted to play cat and mouse.

"Take this waste away immediately!"

Liao Yuwei was so angry that she vomited blood, but she didn't forget to turn around and tell everyone in the boxing gym that she was talking about He Jianghai.

"You come here first!"

Old man Du soared up, his right hand five fingers into claws, grabbed Liao Yuwei, it grabbed at the chest, and the smirk in his eyes was even worse.

In shock, Liao Yuwei's dantian sank, her arms crossed and her teeth gritted, which was the key to protecting herself.

The storm was suppressed, passing through the arms, like a train colliding, and Liao Yuwei's arms were separated.

In front of Director Liao, he was completely facing between Old Man Du's five fingers.

The storm scene stopped immediately, as if nothing had happened, and the sound of exclamation came out in an instant.

In the audience, clay sculptures and wood carvings overlapped.

Behind Liao Yuwei, He Jianghai appeared, he stroked Liao Yuwei's upper circumference with one hand, and grabbed Old Man Du's withered claws with the other hand.

"In broad daylight, people who are dozens of years old, do they have to have some quality?"

He Jianghai sneered.

Du Qi was extremely shocked, and the force under his feet, his momentum was like a hook, hooking towards Liao Yuwei's body.

The fist power is like steel and iron, and the power under his feet can destroy mountains and rocks, and his goal is not only Liao Yuwei, but also He Jianghai.

He Jianghai's eyes showed indifference.