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Lu Hao quickly left the dance hall, drove a Ferrari, and drove towards the song and dance hall in the west of the city.

Half an hour later, he drove away from the city of Binhai, and the bomb shelter located in the west of the city was already in view.

This air-raid shelter was built in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, and now it has long been abandoned. At the entrance to the bomb shelter, a group of black-clad and masked gunmen stand.

Lu Hao got out of the car, walked over, and was stopped by them. After searching his body, Lu Hao entered the air-raid shelter. This bomb shelter is built on the mountain, and it is very wide inside, which can accommodate more than 10,000 people.

Lu Hao walked inside and found that both sides were full of killers armed to the teeth, it seemed that they had already prepared!

A wide cavern appears at the end of the tunnel, filled with gunmen.

Lu Hao walked in, and at a glance, he saw Yang Lu'er with her hands tied by ropes and hanging in mid-air. At this point she was unconscious, and her mouth was sealed with duct tape.

What worries Lu Hao the most is that under her feet, there are two red dots shining.

Lu Hao glanced over here and found that in the dark corner, there was a mysterious person dressed in black and wearing a bull demon mask. There were three men standing beside him.

Lu Hao probed his mind and found that this mysterious person wearing a mask was a master of cultivation.

"Mr. Lu, I came ten minutes earlier than scheduled." A middle-aged man in a suit stood with his hands in his hands and said coldly.

"Who are you?" Lu Hao didn't know him, so he asked.

"Who do you say I am, who do you say I am, who do you say I am, and thou hast destroyed my heaven and earth, and hast slain my son?"

"You are Wu Xijun, the boss of the Sun Society of the Heavenly Dao Alliance."

"Mr. Lu is a smart person, he should know the purpose of my invitation to come." Wu Xijun's face changed, and he pointed to it, "This girl was born like a flower, but it's a pity that she was treated like this because of you, don't you feel ashamed?" ”

"What the hell do you want to do?" Lu Hao was on guard against any danger that could occur at any time.

Wu Xijun smiled coldly and said, "Killing people pays for your life, you killed my son, and you should be buried for him." ”

Lu Hao said: "Your son was killed by zombies, and it has nothing to do with me." ”

"Who can prove it,...... You killed my son, but I couldn't find his body. As a father, shouldn't you ask for an explanation for him? ”

Lu Hao is very difficult to do now, Wu Jiandong was indeed eaten by zombies, but at that time, only he saw the scene. No matter what they say now, they won't believe it.

"This has nothing to do with her, you let her go, I'll give you an explanation."

Wu Xijun waved his hand and said, "This girl, although she is not the murderer who directly caused my son's death, she is your friend and should also accompany my son to the funeral." You people, all of you deserve to die. ”

As the words fell, he made a gesture. In the cave, the killer who was eyeing him with a knife in his hand surrounded him.

Lu Hao didn't bring a weapon, so he had to face the killer's attack with his bare hands. He used his ancestral mastery "Unphased Mixed Yuan Gong" to beat the killers who rushed up.

A white figure quickly rushed over, flew up with a kick, and kicked Lu Hao away.

Lu Hao was kicked in the chest and felt very painful. His body grazed the ground and slid more than ten meters before he stopped.

Lu Hao stood up and looked at it, only to see that this person was dressed strangely, wearing a white gown and a long braid in his hair, which looked very much like the dress of a character in the late Qing Dynasty.

This person was one of the three masters next to the mysterious man, and he took advantage of Lu Hao's unpreparedness and kicked him away.

Why does this person look so familiar in his dress...... Come to think of it, this is Huang Feihong's classic dress. This person is a fan of Huang Feihong!

"Li Feihong, I'm here to ask for advice." He clenched his hands into fists and made a gesture of asking for battle.

Nima's, I thought Huang Daxia was resurrected! It turned out to be a parallel import. Lu Hao cultivated his own unmixed Yuan Gong and was not afraid of any enemy. He hooked his fingers and provoked his opponent.

Li Feihong's face changed, and he used his special stunt "Iron Fist".

This set of boxing techniques was originally the famous stunt of Guangdong Ten Tigers and Tieqiao San, and later passed to Huang Feihong, but I didn't expect this guy to learn it too.

"Iron Fist, First Style, Salute and Open Fist." Li Feihong threw a punch, and then changed his moves, the second style "Two Tigers Sneaking", followed by the third style "Double Sword and Bridge".

The fourth type is "the old monk carries the burden", and the fifth type is "the wings of the storm".

Lu Hao was so busy by the opponent's iron fist that he took seven or eight steps back in a row. He stabilized his body, threw quick punches, and hit the opponent's sixth-style "left and right inch bridge".

There are a total of eighty-four types of this iron fist, each of which has the power of opening the stele and cracking the stone. Fortunately, this parallel import has only practiced the first six forms.

"What else is the ability, just use it." Lu Hao is the kind of character who becomes more and more courageous the more he fights, not afraid of failure, not afraid of masters, and strong when he is strong.

Li Feihong saw that the iron fist did not knock him down, and then used the "I-shaped tiger fist." After a fist fight, Lu Hao had the upper hand, but the opponent suddenly turned his fist into a claw and grabbed four blood marks on his arm.

"What kind of kung fu is this?" Lu Hao asked.

"Wudang Tiger Claw Gong!" Li Feihong made a tiger pounce on food.

"Your uncle, imitating others is not dedicated, stealing martial arts from other factions, be careful of Huang Feihong, take you away at night."

Lu Hao scolded, stared at his moves, made a quick move, grabbed his wrist, and lifted his body up. Kick him hard, kicking him away.

Li Feihong did it lightly, his body flipped in the air, and he landed firmly on the ground, and then he hit the hidden weapon in both hands.

Lu Hao dodged sideways and dodged the attack of hidden weapons, he reached out and grabbed one of the hidden weapons into his hand.

"What kind of secret weapon is this, it looks more like an ancient copper coin." He held one in his hand, which looked like a copper coin.

"Rohan Money Dart!" Li Feihong said its name, and then made a strange move, "Foshan has no shadow feet!" ”

"This is Huang Daxia's famous stunt." Lu Hao didn't dare to be careless and went all out to face the battle.

Li Feihong's legs kicked out in a row, and countless leg shadows appeared in the air, looking gorgeous and powerful.

"Huang Daxia's shadowless feet, not your level, wake up,—— there is no phase to amputate." Lu Hao's eyes locked on the soles of his feet and slapped them.

No phase amputation VS no shadow foot, the former won big. Li Feihong snorted, and his body flew out sideways, and the bones in his left leg were broken.

Lu Hao bullied himself, not wanting to give him a chance to breathe, he had to be ruthless when he beat people, and he couldn't show mercy to his subordinates. Li Feihong's fate was miserable, he was punched by his opponent, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he fell to the ground.

Lu Hao stepped on his chest and said contemptuously: "A second person like you dares to imitate Huang Daxia, it really tarnishes his old man's wisdom." ”

"I'm not as good as others, if I want to kill or chop, listen to it." Li Feihong has a lot of backbone, and he doesn't beg for mercy when he dies.

"You stupid fork, you don't deserve to die in my hands, get out." Lu Hao kicked him away. After a while, a fat man less than 1.5 meters tall limped over.

"No, even the cripples come out to fight." Lu Hao was speechless, bullying the disabled is not his hobby.

The Humpty Dumpty man had trouble with his legs, and suddenly, as if he had tripped over it, his body rolled over like a ball.

"Alas, brother, before the New Year, you will kowtow, I don't give you the New Year's money." Lu Hao lowered his head and laughed at him, and suddenly, the fat man bounced up from the ground, and in an instant, he knocked the guy who had no one in his eyes.

Lu Hao fell to the ground, feeling like his chest had been hit by a car, this dead fat man was playing yin and making a surprise attack.

The fat man bounced off the ground, whirled in the air, and rushed over like a spinning top.

"Look for death, King Kong Fist!" Lu Hao punched him, and as a result, when he touched his body, he was shocked back by a rebounding force. The fat man's body was like a spring, full of elasticity.

Lu Hao suffered a big loss, and he no longer dared to underestimate others.

Lu Hao's eyes were startled, and he quickly retreated, and where he was standing just now, he was smashed into a big hole by the fat man's rotating body.

This fat man didn't know what kind of magic he had cast, and his body could bounce up and down like a ball. The fat man fell to the ground, whirring and spinning, and suddenly, it became several times larger, like a road roller, and ran over.

Lu Hao retreated to the wall and jumped up suddenly. He stepped on the wall and used light kung fu to dodge the "road roller".

After escaping for a while, Lu Hao thought in his heart, it was too embarrassing to escape like this, he couldn't go on like this, he had to find a way to solve the problem.

"I won't play with you anymore, I'll solve you at once." On Lu Hao's fingers, a stream of true qi gradually condensed, and finally formed an air sword.

Lu Hao aimed at the fat man, stretched out his hand, and the qi sword flew out, shooting through the fat man's body. A stream of blood spurted out, and the fat man retracted like a deflated ball.

Lu Hao rushed over and shot a powerful ball, kicking his body away as a football.

Lu Hao solved the two opponents and ushered in the third enemy, the three masters beside the mysterious man, all appeared, and the last one, with a slender body, cold eyes, and two short sticks in his hands.

"Devil, come and ask for advice."

"What's the matter, whore, your name doesn't conform to state regulations, be careful to be harmonized." Lu Hao deliberately teased him.

"You heard it wrong, it's not a silver stick, it's a ghost stick."

"It's all sticks anyway, it doesn't make much difference."

The ghost stick was enraged, he stopped talking nonsense, held a short stick, and attacked.

"It's boring to play with you, it's time for you to go home and rest." A column of water appeared in Lu Hao's palm, and suddenly, it turned into a long sword. This is the Xuanshui Divine Soldier that has just been cultivated, and today it will open your eyes.

Lu Hao rushed forward and cut the short stick in the ghost stick's hand into several pieces.

"You've lost." The Water Spirit Sword in Lu Hao's hand was against his throat, and with just a little force, he could be stabbed to death.

At this time, a stream of black gas rushed over from a distance like a drill, instantly piercing the body of the ghost stick and rushing towards Lu Hao.

Lu Hao hurriedly laid a water aura shield in front of him to defend himself, and that black gas, indestructible, penetrated the water aura shield and continued to impact Lu Hao.