Zhang Dashan was a student after all, and when he saw more than a dozen bright machetes coming straight towards him, he was startled at first, and then the fierce spirit in his heart was stimulated. He bowed and stepped forward, twisted his joints, exerted his waist strength, and his long arms were like guns, and stabbed him in front of the scar man.

This time it was urgent and ruthless, and while his arm was still in the air, it made a snapping sound like a long whip. The scar man's heart sank, and he hurriedly jumped and went more than a meter to the left front, temporarily avoiding the attack of the long arm. As soon as he retreated, Zhang Dashan hit the snake with the stick, his feet were cushioned, his thighs suddenly exerted force, one rushed forward, wiped the ground and flew over, and grabbed the scar man in front of him, and his arms were picked up like two big axes, and they slashed down according to his head.

As soon as the scar man stood firm, he saw two big axes slashing down at his head quickly and violently, and he was immediately horrified, but after all, he was a ruthless character who licked blood from the knife all year round, and even if he died, he would have to pull a cushion.

"Leave me alone, chop him!" scar yelled. The dozen or so younger brothers in the warehouse, seeing that the boss fell into a dead end in the blink of an eye, they were all brothers who had been knifed, and their eyes suddenly turned red, screamed, and used all their strength to speed up and rush over.

The position where Zhang Dashan jumped down was not far from them, and although the two fought for a short time, there were also one or two seconds. At this time, there were already seven or eight little brothers with good legs and feet rushing over, carrying a horse chopping knife, and slashing at Zhang Dashan's back.

This kind of chopping knife, are open blood grooves, the back of the knife is thick, the edge is thin, the knife edge is still glowing with cold light, at first glance it is a professional cutting weapon, a knife down to unload the arms and legs, that is a common thing, belongs to the real control knife. No matter how high Zhang Dashan's kung fu is, he is also flesh and blood, how dare he resist.

As soon as the chopping knife came over, Zhang Dashan's back seemed to have eyes, and he pounced forward, a "lazy donkey rolling" to avoid the blade, and then the spine bowed, and suddenly exerted force. Suddenly, on the hard concrete floor, the texture of his palm print suddenly appeared.

With the strength of the shock, Zhang Dashan exerted force on his waist and bounced up. Together, Zhang Dashan moved sideways, his figure flickered left and right, erratic, and walked out of the gossip footwork, which was unpredictable, and shook a few times to bypass the crowd. Then, the back foot kicked, the front foot rubbed, the legs were like holding the moon and opening the bow, the spine twisted, and the strength was violently.

I saw Zhang Dashan bounce up, his body was like an arrow off the string, and he instantly grabbed a distance of two or three meters, only a little more than half a meter away from the bald man.

Although this change was extremely fast, the bald head also reacted very quickly, his eyes shrank, and under the huge death crisis, he burst out with unprecedented power, blocking the saber in his hand, and the knife edge happened to be against Zhang Dashan's arm.

"Dying and struggling!" Zhang Dashan sneered in his heart, his arms were suddenly withdrawn, he stepped sideways, and showed the gossip footwork, and then he reached the side of the bald head, his feet were padd, his body seemed to be equipped with a spring, and he suddenly pulled up a few feet, the whole person was like a hungry tiger pounced on a sheep, and like an eagle fighting a rabbit, his palms were crossed, his five fingers were blue and black, as if wrapped in a layer of iron sand, with two gusting winds, and slammed on the chest of the bald man.

This time, it is Zhang Dashan's iron sand palm that has been soaked for more than ten years, and it is the most fierce.

The bald man's nearly 90-kilogram body was knocked out like a baseball, hit the wall of the warehouse, and then pasted it on the wall for a few seconds before slowly falling down like a painting.

When he landed, his pupils had begun to dilate, he opened his mouth, trying to breathe, but out of his throat, there were large mouthfuls of purple-black blood, and his legs were twitching, like a frog that had been skinned, and he couldn't survive.

Zhang Dashan killed the bald man, but he didn't stop at his feet, he swooped forward twice, one rose and fell to a distance of four or five meters, and then his body was like a harrier ascending to the sky, and the whole person instantly rose more than one meter high, and his arm probed, hooked the fence that poked out above, and his muscles pulled and supported!

He had already looked at it when he came in. The warehouse was empty, but at the end of the three-meter-high guardrail there was a room with lights on and there seemed to be people. Moreover, the people in the room seemed to be discussing something important, and even the ladder leading to the guardrail was put away, so that the people below could not get up at all.

As soon as Zhang Dashan jumped on the guardrail, the scar man's face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly took out the mobile phone in his pocket and prepared to make a call, but his movements, how could he be as fast as Zhang Dashan!

When Zhang Dashan saw the scar man's expression, he suddenly felt happy in his heart, and suddenly accelerated his pace, and the two ups and downs arrived at the door. His joints twisted, his spine exerted force, his waist was twisted, his feet were cushioned, and his whole body was drumming vigorously, as if he had turned into an angry black bear, and he rushed up with one arrow step, with his shoulder as his elbow and his back as the wall, and slammed into it quickly and violently.

The original intention of the establishment of this room is just for sound insulation, and the security is far from even the dormitory door of Zhonghai University.

The whole room shook for a moment, and the thick wooden door was instantly slammed into the room.

A desk in the room, four people. At the top was a middle-aged man with a majestic demeanor, pointing at something, and at the bottom was a lean man in his early thirties, nodding his head constantly, and a man in uniform stood on either side.

Since the room was completely soundproofed, they had no idea what was going on outside. Suddenly, a loud bang was heard, and several people were startled, and before they could figure out the situation, the heavy wooden door hit a uniformed man.

The wooden door hit the bridge of his nose, breaking the bridge of the man's nose, and the nosebleed spurted out of his nostrils as if he didn't want money, and it hurt so much that he couldn't straighten his waist in an instant. The other man in uniform reacted extremely quickly and reached behind him to pull it out!

At this time, Zhang Dashan was breaking in against the wooden door, and when he saw this man's subconscious reaction, his eyes seemed to be pricked by a needle, and he shrank fiercely!

Zhang Dashan's heart tightened, and as soon as he kicked his legs, he rushed towards the man in uniform, his speed was extremely fast, and he arrived in front of the man in uniform in one fell swoop, and with a knife in his hand, he slashed at his neck, knocking him unconscious, and then flew up and kicked another man in uniform unconscious.

Zhang Dashan just finished solving the two men, at this time, the middle-aged man sitting at the bottom of the head reacted, he held down the sides of the wooden chair, bracked up, stood up directly, stepped on the pad, and pounced on Zhang Dashan, and at the same time pressed his left fist between his waist and abdomen, ready to strike a thunderous blow, and his right hand was hidden behind his left arm, like a poisonous snake.

This is a master! Although he is not as good as Cheng Lishan, he is much stronger than Wang Xingwu and others! Moreover, I have just killed someone, and I can't stay for a long time!

Zhang Dashan's heart flashed, and he stepped forward violently, shoveling the man's calf with a flick leg, and at the same time, the whole body was running with qi and blood, his left hand was forked, and his five fingers were blue and black, like a layer of iron sand, and he hit the man's left temple. The man's back hand hadn't come out yet, but he saw Zhang Dashan come up with an arrow, first shoveling his calf with a bullet leg, and then slamming his own life with an iron sand palm.

Bang! He pressed the iron fist between his waist and abdomen and slammed it out, slammed it on Zhang Dashan's iron palm, separating it, and the two fists intersected, and the man only felt that his fist seemed to hit the iron plate, and there was a faint pain, and soon the pain was like a fire, intensifying, and it spread up along his fist.

"Hiss~" The man looked down and saw that his fist was a little blue!

Zhang Dashan was interlocked, his left palm was separated, but his right palm suddenly accelerated, and hit the man's right temple again. As soon as the man saw his blue fist, he knew that this person's skill was far above his own, and he already had the intention of fighting in his heart, and as soon as he thought so, he saw that his right palm slammed into his temple with a vicious wind, fast and fierce.

The man's heart was in a hurry, as if he had been burned by fire, and his right hand, which was hidden behind his left arm, was suddenly handed out, and the cold light flashed in his palm! Zhang Dashan's eyes were so sharp, he immediately saw clearly, it was a dagger about three or four feet long, the cold light was shining, and it was extremely sharp.

What a sinister villain! Although Zhang Dashan has already made a move, he has already used his tricks. But he is the immortal pride of the innate realm, and the transformation of moves and the strength of the power have already reached the peak, and the changes are from the heart.

His legs sank suddenly, and he made a cross effort, and with this strength, Zhang Dashan's iron palm suddenly fell down, and slapped the elbow joint of the man's right arm quickly and urgently. Although the man is a master of dark energy, and the dark energy of his arms has already been practiced to the realm of sending and receiving in his heart, how strong is Zhang Dashan's iron sand palm? Just hearing a click, the man's arm was broken at once.

At this moment, Zhang Dashan suddenly had a great sense of crisis in his heart. This feeling came real and violent, as if there was a man-eating beast hiding behind him! Zhang Dashan had goosebumps all over his body, his cold hair stood on end, and he didn't want to think about it, so he threw himself forward suddenly, and then a "lazy donkey rolled" rolled several times against the corner of the wall, and then slapped his hand on the ground, got up suddenly, and his whole body exploded with all his strength, and he slammed his fist on the window of the room!

"Boom!" As if the window had been hit by a cannonball, it flew out, and Zhang Dashan's figure flashed sharply and jumped out behind the window. As soon as he landed, he kicked his legs, threw off his arms, galloped like a fierce horse, and disappeared into the alley in a few steps.

"Ah Bin, when did we come to Star City with such a big master!" The middle-aged man slowly stood up from the Taishi chair, holding a gun in his right hand, and the muzzle of the gun was emitting green smoke.

"Wang Ju, no matter how powerful this kid is, can he compare to the eldest prince?" Although Ah Bin's arm was broken, he still looked calm.

"The eldest prince is the dragon among people, who in the world can compare?" Wang Ju's eyes showed fanaticism.