Lao Wang Group, 5th floor.

Sima Jin looked at the screen, flicked the goblet lightly, and said with a smile: "Mr. Wang, it seems that your people are not so strong, should we make some other preparations." ”

Wang Zhuozhuo's face turned red and said: "Fifth son, don't worry, I'll let this group of boys go together, I don't believe I can't clean him up alone, even if this group of boys can't do it, we still have boxers invited from Siam, gunners invited from Bagan, to ensure that nothing goes wrong!"

"That's good, that's good, what I hate the most is accidents!" Sima Jin smiled slightly.

"Eh, who is that person?" said Sima Gao suddenly pointing to the corner of the screen.

Just when a few people were talking, a small window popped up from the upper left corner of the screen, in which was a heroic young man, walking into the annex building, a pair of eyes looking curiously in all directions, only looking at his expression, not like he had broken in, but as if he had come here to travel.

If the gray wolf was here, he would have recognized this person as Pang Xie, who had broken his dagger. However, although the gray wolf was not there, Sima Jin had heard him say that he knew that Tie Xingyun had a friend who was a cultivator, and he probably looked like, so although he didn't know Pang Xie, he guessed it, so he gave Sima Gao a look, indicating that it was this person, and Wang Zhuo's person might not be able to stop him, so he had to be ready to do it.

Sima Gao nodded imperceptibly, indicating that he was clear.

The movements of these two people were very slight, and Wang Zhuozhuo's attention was on the screen again, and he did not notice the reaction of the two, but explained to the two people, saying: "I'm afraid it's the same as the person in front, but it's okay, even if there are a few more, we can stop it!"

Before the words fell, I saw Pang Xie in the picture, looked up in the direction of the monitor, and then heard a "bang", and the picture of the monitor suddenly darkened.

"Ahh

Wang Zhuoyu was just an ordinary person, and he couldn't see Pang Xie's movements clearly at all, and thought that the monitor was malfunctioning.

Sima Gao is a cultivator, although he can't see very clearly through the monitor, but he can also see vaguely, Pang Xie's right hand moved slightly, and a small pebble flew out from the bottom of his sleeve, and then the monitor was broken.

Sima Gao pondered for a few seconds and said, "Mr. Wang, I don't think this person is simple, you better not let the security guards pass, send your gunmen over." ”

"Ah, is it so serious?" Wang Zhuoyu was puzzled.

"Mr. Wang decided for himself. Seeing that he was hesitant, Sima Gao was willing to say much, lazily leaning on the sofa, anyway, it was not his own person who died.

......

While Sima Jin and the others were chatting, the battle situation on Tie Xingyun's side changed further.

Tie Xingyun held the baton and stood majestically in the hall, facing more than ten security guards, without a hint of fear, but with some Qin looking at the six countries and eyeing the tiger.

The remaining seven or eight security guards were silent for a few seconds, and suddenly someone shouted: "TMD, he is a person, I don't believe it, let's go together, and we can't clean him up!"

As he spoke, seven or eight people rushed up, some picked up batons, some picked up steel pipes, and one of the more insidious people actually took out a dagger, mixed with the crowd, ready to find an opportunity to stab Tie Xingyun.

Although these people are not masters, they are all professional thugs, young and strong, tall and big, quite powerful when they move, and they are all a bit fearless of death, and idlers do not dare to clash with them head-on.

Tie Xingyun was not afraid, rushed into the crowd head-on, flew up with a kick, put it on the chest of the security guard at the front, kicked it out four or five meters away, curbed the ferocious momentum of this group of people, and then waved the baton in his hand, the stick smashed people's vital points, and in the blink of an eye, six or seven people were smashed to the ground.

His stick method is mediocre, but the momentum is heavy, the speed is fast, and he can't dodge it a little, and he is hit by a stick, which is the end of a broken bone.

On the body method, he is not exquisite, on the stick method, it is not clever, but relying on the natural divine power, the street fighting experience is rich, and dare to be ruthless, this is the upper hand, during this period, he also suffered a few sticks, was also electrocuted a few times, but he has an excellent physique, not only was not corona, not even a shiver.

All of a sudden, there was a place lying down in the hall, and only three or four people were left around Tie Xingyun from afar, and they couldn't enter or retreat, and not even one dared to come.

Tie Xingyun swept his eyes, and saw a security guard holding a dagger in his hand at the farthest point, sneered, and slammed it hard, and the baton came out of his hand and smashed straight on the forehead of this security guard.

The security guard didn't say a word, and fell to the ground with a bang, and the dagger in his hand fell at the same time, impartially, just at the base of his thigh, and the blood flowed profusely.

"Hmph, do it yourself, who else do you want to do it?" Tie Xingyun asked angrily.

"I'm ......," one of the security guards said tremblingly.

"Are you going to do it?" Tie Xingyun's eyes widened, and he strode towards him.

"I ...... Can't...... Why don't you ask the two of them?" the security guard threw himself to his knees, struggling to finish.

"Oh?"

Tie Xingyun stopped and looked at the other two.

"Hero's life!" The remaining two security guards "sat in the house, and the pot came from the sky", hurriedly threw away the weapons in their hands, indicating that they had no intention of making a move.

Tie Xingyun glanced at them coldly, knowing that these people had already been frightened, and there was no longer any threat, and they did not chase and kill, and planned to leave.

"You... Just... Too much for me... Disappointment!" Just as Tie Xingyun turned around, an obscure voice sounded in the hall.

Tie Xingyun was slightly stunned, turned around, looked up, and looked at the top of the stairs on the second floor where the sound came from, with a solemn look on his face, because before this person spoke, he didn't hear any footsteps, which was enough to show that this person had a strong control over his own muscles, and he was not a character who could be easily dismissed.

A few seconds later, a sturdy figure stepped out of the darkness.

This is a man in his twenties, about 1.7 meters tall, with a naked upper body, muscles as strong as iron, wearing only a pair of shorts, barefoot without shoes, his hands are wrapped with hemp rope again and again, until he reaches his elbows, his head is bare, his forehead, shoulders, elbows, and thighs are tied with hemp rope, his complexion is slightly darker than ordinary people, and his face is full of yin and fierce spirit.

"Siamese boxer?" Tie Xingyun was slightly stunned.

"Long Phi Kunga has seen the donor!"