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The door of the treasure house is made of copper, which is as bright as day, and seems to weigh tens of millions of pounds, which is difficult to shake.

But under the investigation of the divine sense, it is clear where the mechanism is, and he does not hesitate to press the mechanism.

The bronze gate, with a rumbling sound, slid open to the sides, revealing the treasures that the Hong Gang had accumulated for thousands of years.

Whether it was the Chinese people back then, or the rice people who came to San Francisco later, no one could shake their treasures, it can be said that they are rich and rival countries, or superpowers.

He wants to fight an economic war and build a space battleship, what he needs most is money, and now that he has the treasure trove of the Hong Gang, it means that he has no worries, and the ideas in his heart will be realized one by one.

With a smile on his face, he walked in calmly, his expression did not fluctuate in the slightest, as if he had arrived at his own home.

I saw countless stainless steel and iron shelves around, on which were placed exquisite porcelain, quaint bronze, jade, etc., with endless treasures and thousands of gold.

On the ground, several large chests were open, and countless gold were neatly arranged, exuding a golden light, which made people unable to move.

These are nothing, there are more than a dozen boxes, gold ingots, jewelry, like garbage, piled up randomly.

Even the Federal Reserve may not have the value it has here, and it may not have so much gold.

Absolutely unimaginable.

Su Ming waved his hand, didn't look at it, ignored the poison arranged above, and directly entered the space.

"Daring fanatic, what are you!"

"Evil beast, put down my Hong Gang treasures!"

"Boy, hand it over immediately!"

There were six god generals around the treasure house, all of them thin and withered, with thinning hair and haggard spirits.

Feeling Su Ming's intention, I thought that he would be afraid of poison and would not move, but I didn't expect that with a wave of his hand, he took it all away.

In an instant, they were all furious and roared.

They have guarded this place for hundreds of years, but they have never dared to move the slightest, but they have been robbed of it, and they can't accept anything.

That was the accumulation of thousands of years of the Hong Gang.

"It's strange, you are all god generals, you must fill your own god general space with treasures, otherwise why don't you move? Since you can't take it anymore, is there anything wrong with me helping you take it?"

A faint smile bloomed on Su Ming's face, and he said casually.

But the movement continued, and not only all the gold bars and jewelry, but also the antiques, calligraphy and paintings, porcelain and bronze objects were taken away.

"Boy, you're looking for death!

The oldest old man among them, his hair had fallen out, but his temper was the most irritable, and after listening to Su Ming's words, he swung his fist directly at him.

Zhenyuan condensed, turned into a fist like a mountain, and smashed into Su Ming, who was holding porcelain.

It's so fast that it's impossible to dodge.

"Trash punch!"

Su Ming glanced at it disdainfully, and then punched back lightly.

Suddenly, the wind howled, and almost the entire treasure house became a sea of strong winds.

"Bang ......"

"Crackling!"

The stainless steel shelves, all deformed, were smashed against the walls around them.

Fortunately, Su Ming was fast enough to put away all the antiques and not be damaged, otherwise he would have died of distress.

"Ah......h

The old man who shot out his fist exploded, turning into a blur of flesh and blood, and looked very miserable.

The hoarse voice was extremely harsh.

The faces covered with age spots were shocked and incredulous.

The veteran god general for many years, whose strength is boundless, was seriously injured in the first round of the fight, and he couldn't believe it.

"Boy, who are you, take out the things, or you won't have a good death!"

The rest of the gods, one by one, walked out of the retreat and stood in front of Su Ming.

All the qi and blood are withered, skinny, and the skin is covered with age spots.

The withered yellow hair, with only a few left, fluttered in the wind, seemed to be ready to fall off at any time. The eye sockets are deep-set, shaped like ghosts, and even the faint of heart can be scared to death by their living ghosts.

"A bunch of garbage, still trying to stop me from going out? You're tired of living!

At this time, Chi Na was about to see Su Ming blast out with a punch, directly opening a huge hole on the top of the treasure house, his body was like smoke, accompanied by the fist wind, flying out of the hole, standing in the air, shouting loudly.

In an instant, six old men, no matter how many they had, all rushed up and surrounded him.

"Elder Ge, did he take out everything, why didn't he die?"

The old man who was fighting with Jiang Jinfu saw Su Ming reappearing, and the six elders who were guarding the town, and instantly shouted loudly to the six old men.

"Yes, he took it all out!"

The old man, whose right fist exploded, roared angrily.

Obviously he is an aggressor, but he is so arrogant that he is so angry that he is angry.

"I have your acquiescence, don't say I rob it! you all have a lot of money, and naturally the rest is mine. I didn't say that we would meet in half, but it was already very good!"

Su Ming's face was neither red nor white, arguing with them.

The six of them were about to cry, they had never seen such a shameless person.

It was clear that he took everything, but he framed everyone and met to divide half of it.

Split heads!

In an instant, all six people were enraged, and they didn't care about other ideas, and they all took action regardless of the exhaustion of their lives.

"Hundred Steps Divine Fist!"

"Heaven and earth thunder!"

"The Sword Demon is here!"

"The blood is raging!"

"A thousand people are killed!"

"Bone Palm!"

In an instant, six low roars resounded through the sky, and the six divine generals all brushed towards Su Ming.

A huge and boundless fist, flashing with bright golden light, rushed towards Su Ming.

A weak and boneless black palm, with a demonic aura, rushed over.

A snow-bright sword light, with thousands of heads wrapped around it, surrounded Su Ming.

......

In an instant, the attack of six people, from six directions, besieged Su Ming.

There is no door to heaven and earth, and all directions are sealed.

"Hahaha, just a group of you old immortals, half buried in the loess, still want to fight with me, since you want to put them all into the ground, then send you on the road!"

Su Ming laughed wildly, and his body was filled with unimaginable momentum.

In an instant, the qi and blood wolf smoke combined with the body, turned into a god emperor, and stood proudly between heaven and earth.

The endless brilliance outside the body bloomed, like an abyss like a prison, and the fist prints of both hands opened and closed, colliding with six people respectively.

The mighty royal pressure on his body, the oppressive people can hardly breathe, and they almost bow down.

No matter who it is, they don't dare to move easily at this moment, for fear of being pressed to the ground fiercely.

"Bang!"

collided with the huge fist in the void, and in an instant, the huge golden fist instantly turned into a boundless air flow and rolled back into the old man's body.

If it weren't for his quick dodge, his left fist would have been shattered and flying all over the sky in the exchange.

"Just a little sword light, watch me break you!"

Su Ming punched again, colliding with the sword light that was wrapped around the head of the person in front of him.

The clash of flesh fists and knives.

"Boom ......"

With the violent collision, thousands of human heads were all shattered, and the blades were broken, forming a sky-high air current, sweeping everything around.

"Ah......h

The old man didn't expect Su Ming to dare to hit hard, his body turned into a kite, flew out hundreds of meters, and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood before he barely stabilized his body.

Su Ming didn't pay attention to him, and his fist hit again.

(End of chapter)

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