The battle between Guo Zihao and the middle-aged man continues!

But when Lei Hu questioned Zhao Tai, the middle-aged man couldn't hold on anymore, he had a lot of injuries on his body, almost all of them were overwhelmed by Guo Zihao and wanted to fight back, and Guo Zihao found a flaw and cut it out with a knife!

The confrontation between life and death is like this, the more imposing the side, the more it maintains the absolute upper hand!

Now this middle-aged man can't even defend himself!

"Split Huashan and hold the knife momentum, Bian He returned to the nest with Shi Feng."

Guo Zihao said a song, and the middle-aged man subconsciously defended, but the moment the sword in his hand was put down, Guo Zihao held the knife in both hands, and the empty door was wide open, he instinctively wanted to stab it, but it was too late!

Guo Zihao slashed down with both hands, and when he reacted and raised his sword with both hands, Guo Zihao forcibly changed the direction of his attack, as if he had written a 'V' horizontally with a knife in the air!

The skull flew up, and blood gushed out in an instant!

At this point, all the people of Marriott died, and no one survived!

"Tai Chi knife technique! There are shadows of Chen's Taiji and Yang's Taiji, but they are not the same way, they are self-contained, and they are admired. ”

Hongmen's deacon, Red Stick, watched the fight between the two almost without watching it, and clasped his hands into fists.

I can't help but appreciate it in my tone.

He had never seen such Tai Chi, because he could clearly see the shadows of Chen's Tai Chi and Yang's Tai Chi from Guo Zihao's fight, and the most important thing was that there were some shadows of military body boxing in it!

It's so weird!

"Laughing."

Guo Zihao held a long knife and hugged his fist, and his left shoulder was stabbed, but it was not a big problem, at most it was only two centimeters stabbed, and it could only be regarded as a skin injury.

The deacon red stick smiled bitterly, this is still laughing, so what should he do?

He's a red stick!

If he is allowed to fight Guo Zihao, he may not be able to guarantee that he can beat Guo Zihao.

He is forty years old this year, and Guo Zihao is only twenty years old.

As the so-called fist is afraid of being less strong, this is not just talking.

"The afterlife is terrifying, hahahaha!"

Deacon Red Stick laughed too.

After Guo Zihao inquired about the casualties, he walked inside.

The casualties were not large, because of the addition of Hongmen, only one person had his hand chopped off, and the others were all slightly injured, not even seriously injured.

This is also the smallest battle that the Zhongshan Gang has ever experienced!

Watching Lin Tianhua and Guo Zihao walk on the red carpet, Luo Feng also had a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Zhou Lushu knows that there is a law of conservation of energy in this world, and when a smile appears on one person's face, it means that it will disappear from another person's face.

Marriott's face was gloomy.

The fact that they walked in alive proves that all of his people are dead!

Luo Feng lowered his head and lit a cigar, walked down the steps, and patted the police officer in front of him.

"Brother, please let me go."

A row of shield policemen split a road, Luo Feng took it with one hand, and walked in front of Marriott with a cigar in the other hand, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Hao, you see, your people were fine when they came, and they can't go back now."

After Luo Feng said this, he took a puff of cigarette, and spit directly on Marriott's face with disgust, and subconsciously Marriott closed his eyes, and he could smell a strong smell of smoke between his breaths.

Luo Feng took out a cigar from his arms and handed it to Marriott, and said with a smile of 'nuclear kindness': "Brother Hao, come and smoke, let's talk." ”

Marriott is also a man with backbone, slapped his cigar off, and said coldly: "Don't pretend to be a good person here!" ”

Luo Feng looked at the cigar that was slapped away, lowered his head and fell silent.

"Zizi."

He slowly raised his hand and took a puff of his cigarette, which made a 'sizzle' sound between the burns.

On top of the silent scene, it was even a little harsh.

Luo Feng stretched out his hand to cut his hair, and then slapped Marriott's face!

"Smack!"

The crisp slap echoed, and the whole scene was silent!

He said softly, "Pick up the cigar." ”

"Grass mud horse! How dare you beat Lao Tzu! ”

What is the occasion today?

Luo Feng's initiation ceremony.

Who are the people on the scene?

Hongmen Hall Master, Lei Hu personally attended the event, in addition to these two, there were also the bosses of various underground forces in Yunzhou, triad agents and desert wolves!

This group of people is either in high positions, or they are the core of criminal syndicates, or they are in power of underground forces!

He Wanhao was slapped by Luo Feng in front of so many people!

How can you endure this breath!

"Pick up the cigars, I told you to pick them up!"

Luo Feng suddenly became angry and roared directly.

Domineering and majestic!

"What the hell is that..."

Before Marriott's words were finished, Luo Feng grabbed the incense from the incense burner next to him and slammed it directly on Marriott's face with a burning end!

"Zilazila."

"Ahh

The temperature in the center of the incense head reaches 800 degrees, lying directly on the surface of the skin, and the sound of sizzling is heard almost instantly!

Marriott's screaming voice rang out, and there was sadness in his voice.

"Lao Tzu grass mud horse!"

Marriott's eyes turned red instantly, and he pulled out a dagger directly from behind and stabbed it towards Luo Feng's abdomen.

Luo Feng took the lead in kicking him in the abdomen, kicking him out, biting a cigar in his mouth, and walking towards him step by step, his steps were not slow.

When he passed by the chair he was sitting on, he picked up a chair and threw it at him.

"Lao Tzu told you to pick up your cigar!"

"Why did I tell you to pick up the cigars!"

"Why don't you understand people? Lao Tzu said it so clearly! ”

Luo Feng scolded while beating, and the people around him only dared to watch, and they didn't dare to do anything at all!

The stools were all beaten and deformed, and Marriott was lying on the ground, his body twitching involuntarily, and his mouth was still vomiting blood!

Seeing that he was going to be beaten to death, Luo Feng stopped and threw the stool to the side.

Qing Yue walked over from the left at the right time and handed Luo Feng a handkerchief.

Luo Feng took the handkerchief, lowered his head to wipe the blood on his hands, but said in his mouth: "Thank you." ”

The corners of all the people who heard this sentence twitched at the corners of their mouths.

You're special... That's polite!

Luo Feng looked at the people left and right, sneered, and threw away the handkerchief, I don't know if it was fate, the handkerchief just covered Marriott's face.

After the white handkerchief with blood fell on his face, it instantly dyed red!

"Those who take things that don't belong to them, hand them over obediently, otherwise... That's not a cigar thing. ”

At this time, the cigar landed, and if you don't hand it over, maybe your head will fall to the ground!

This is a naked threat!

But... They also had to agree!

"Sign! Let's sign! ”

"Yes, yes, we sign the contract! Mr. Luo, let's sign the contract! ”

"Mr. Luo, you know clearly, what I don't want to manage the wealth of the country's industry is forced to me by Marriott!"