In the face of Su Ming's questioning, Yang Jie said without any hesitation: "The boss of Changle is lame and wants to negotiate with our eldest brother today, saying that he is ready to give up part of the territory to our Xinhong ......" After a conversation, Yang Jie's tone gradually became coherent.

"Changle has always been very tough, this time I don't know why he took the initiative to make this request, the eldest brother was afraid that he would be lame and black, so he took almost all the Xinhong elites to participate in the negotiations." Yang Jie stopped trembling after speaking, and it seemed that he had slowly recovered from the horror just now.

It's just that he was still frightened when he looked at Su Ming.

"I'm going to find them now, you lead the way, hurry." Su Ming didn't care about Yang Jie in shock, and scolded directly.

Yang Jie didn't dare to have any objections, now it's too late even if he doesn't say it anyway, since he has already said it, it is better to do it thoroughly.

The negotiation between Xinhong and Changle was chosen on the territory of Fulian, which is the third largest underground force in Xiangjiang after Xinhong and Changle. This is the place where the negotiations are held, and both sides can agree.

Nearly forty minutes later, Yang Jie drove a Mercedes Benz to Fulian's site, and the place chosen by the two parties was a large private estate.

When Yang Jie drove the car in, dozens of luxury cars were already parked outside the manor.

And Yang Jie's car was stopped at the door before he drove in.

As long as Su Ming swept with his divine sense, he knew that there were one or two hundred people in the open and dark here, and it seemed that he would fight if he didn't agree with each other.

"I'm Yang Jie from Xinhong, and now I want to see my eldest brother." Yang Jie hurriedly said to the guards.

The guard's face remained unchanged and said, "There is an important meeting going on inside, and no one is allowed to enter or leave casually." Please get out of the car immediately, or don't blame us for being polite......"

The guard's words stopped here, because Su Ming had already killed him with a wind blade.

As the lord of the Southern Regions, Su Ming is naturally extremely disgusted with the scum of this kind of mixed society, and every time he kills one, he is eliminating harm for the people.

"You ......" Yang Jie was so frightened that he just said a word, and then he didn't dare to look at Su Ming, and immediately drove the car in.

He now knew how ruthless Su Ming was.

A few big men who were originally going to come over to stop saw Yang Jie and the guards say a few words, and then the car drove in. They didn't see the guards fall, and they thought the car had been put in by the guards. So after Yang Jie's car stopped, no one came over to say anything more.

Yang Jie parked the car and led Su Ming to the door of the main villa tremblingly, and at this time, two more people came to stop Su Ming and Yang Jie.

Su Ming knocked the two unconscious without hesitation, this time he didn't kill anyone. At the same time, he turned around and stunned Yang Jie with a palm, now is not the time to kill him, at least he can kill Yang Jie only after he finds out if this is lame black. And he didn't need Yang Jie to lead the way now, he went directly to the conference room.

"Stop." At the door of the conference room, the two black-clothed men raised the guns in their hands and pointed them at Su Ming and said.

If these two people didn't use guns, Su Ming might just knock them out, but what Su Ming hated the most was that someone dared to use a gun at him. He didn't hesitate to pass by two fireballs, and then kicked towards the door of the conference room!

"Who?"

The first person to react was actually an old man in his sixties.

As soon as his words fell, two men in their thirties rushed towards Su Ming from left to right.

The man on the left was a little thinner, and the person had not yet pounced on Su Ming's body, and the fierce killing intent of his fist made the few people sitting near the door feel a chill from the bones.

Su Ming's divine sense observed the man, his punch was indeed sharp enough, ruthless enough, and full of indomitable momentum.

This person's boxing skills have definitely been practiced in countless fights, and his skills are not as good as the blue wolf, but the killing intent and momentum of his fist are much stronger than this blue wolf, because his punch has put his life and death on the side. The truth is that only those who put their own life and death aside can control their own life and death.

This is a guy who is really not afraid of death, no matter what Su Ming has done, with his punch, he can't beat without full momentum in his heart. Yin people all day long, or vicious villains can't play this kind of boxing method at all.

Although this punch is very sharp and full of momentum, there is too much difference between him and Su Ming, and in Su Ming's opinion, his ability is only a half-step grandmaster at most. This difference in grade cannot be made up for with the momentum of not being afraid of death.

When Su Ming's fist approached his body, he suddenly stretched out his hand, and his hand came first, grabbing the man's wrist accurately.

Under the convergence of Zhenyuan, the momentum and strength of this punch were completely eliminated by Su Ming, and his hand was slightly stronger, and the man's wrist had been gently broken by him with a "click". Then Su Ming's hand was slightly raised, and the slightly thin man was thrown out by Su Ming a few meters away and fell into the corner.

At this time, the bald man on the other side rushed in front of Su Ming, he was not empty-handed, he was holding a three-edged thorn. In master fights, there are quite few people who use triangular thorns, or none of them.

And not only did the man use a triangular thorn, but the triangular thorn was also specially made.

Its tip is very small, and the back half of the spine has a wide edge. This kind of stab can not only be used as a stab, but also as a short knife, and now the man who pounced on Su Ming is using a short knife fight.

This thorn of his slashed directly at Su Ming's waist.

Although his movements were extremely fast, there was still no freedom under Su Ming's divine sense, this person was much more insidious than the man who smashed him with his fist just now, he wanted that once he resisted, he would temporarily cut into thorns, so that the resister had nothing to do, and the possibility of being hit was greatly increased.

It is conceivable that if anyone is stabbed by this thorn, there is no possibility of survival.

Su Ming snorted coldly, and after knocking away the slightly thinner man just now, he immediately raised his leg, and then it was a leg flower. In such a short period of time, you can kick out the leg flower, and those who are a little proficient in martial arts know that this is very difficult to do.

The man who wanted Su Ming's life with a three-edged thorn in his hand was slightly weaker than the man who used his fist just now, but he was much stronger than the man who used his fist just now.

When his three-edged thorn was already close to Su Ming's waist, seeing that Su Ming hadn't even reacted yet, his face immediately showed a hint of joy.

Originally, he thought that if Su Ming resisted, his blow would directly reverse from slashing to thorn, directly taking Su Ming's life.

But his smile immediately froze, Su Ming's leg had already been raised, and at a speed that he couldn't see with his naked eye, he shook a leg flower and kicked him directly in the wrist. He didn't even have a chance to react, because the kick was so fast that it was so fast that he realized he had been kicked.

Just like Su Ming breaking the slightly thinner man just now, Su Ming had already kicked off the man's wrist this time, and the three-edged thorn in his hand could no longer hold it, and fell directly.

At this time, Su Ming did not wait for the three-edged thorn to fall to the ground, his ankle turned again, and he accurately kicked the handle of the three-edged thorn, and the three-edged thorn flew back directly as if it had eyes, stabbing into the throat of the bald head.

The bald man held the handle of the three-edged thorn with his hand in horror, and he suddenly understood that the difference in strength was to a certain extent, and any trick was a floating cloud.

After two "uh, uh......" sounds, he fell to his death.

These few exchanges were extremely fast, like lightning flashes, except for a woman in black sitting in the innermost, no one could see clearly, and no one reacted.

Su Ming also knew that the woman in black was the most powerful of them, but her power was also limited, at most, it was only about the same as the blue wolf, or even inferior.

The woman looked at Su Ming's hand-to-hand action in amazement, she knew that if Su Ming wanted to kill the first man to use his fist, he would also raise his hand, but Su Ming actually let him go, I don't know if the motives of these two people attacking Su Ming at the same time were different.

The man who wanted to force Su Ming out of the house was broken by Su Ming, and the man who wanted Su Ming's life was taken away by Su Ming.

The man who was shocked by Su Ming to the corner of the house also stood up, and he also looked at Su Ming in shock, since his debut, he had never seen a master like Su Ming.