Chapter 64 The strong have their own strong hands
Everyone on the street only heard a loud bang, and more than half of the town's non-return buildings collapsed in an instant, and the remaining half of the buildings were also crumbling.
The man who was cursing upstairs a moment ago now had a hole the size of a human head exploding in his chest and died in the ruins.
The few people who drank with him upstairs still wanted to see the excitement, and even said that they would take the opportunity to take advantage of them verbally, and it was rare to see such days when they could blatantly bully the children of rich families, who knew that the black man with the highest martial arts among the people was killed on the spot in the blink of an eye.
Those who are a little weaker in martial arts or have a slightly worse eyesight don't even see how this black charcoal head died. The sworn brother of the black man, and the white ghost he claims to be black and white, are really as white as paper at the moment, without a trace of blood.
Among the people, only he, who had just wanted to give his brother a posture, saw the whole thing, and the old man got up angrily, and with just one palm, the whole building was like a hurricane, and then there was a boom, and the building collapsed and died.
Jian Wuzheng squinted at the frightened people, returned to his seat and sat down, pressed the little marquis who was standing, poured a pot of tea for the little marquis, and filled himself up. Only then did he hand the teapot to the Xue brothers.
Xue Yong hurriedly took it and carefully put it on the table.
The four people at this table were sitting on the edge of the stairs downstairs, and who dared to go downstairs with those men on the side who had yellow soup that instantly turned into cold sweat?
Just a moment later, a smell of urine spread, and it turned out to be the least daring guy who was scared to pee his pants at some point.
Jian Wuzheng, who smelled the smell, glared at him angrily, and the five big and three thick men said with a crying voice: "Old fairy, I have the old and the young, just let the little one go......"
The sword threw out a rolling word. The man nodded and ran up the stairs.
Without waiting for him to take a few steps, the sword is not fighting, huh?
The man came to his senses in an instant, hurriedly took a few steps back, stood on the edge of the building and looked at the height, gritted his teeth, and jumped down. With an oops, he limped away.
"It's so majestic......" A burst of applause came to mind in the shadow of the corner of the building, and a person who looked like he was just a teenage doll but was dressed in an old-fashioned style clapped his hands and walked out: "I can't imagine that Mr. Jianwu, who has been famous for a long time on the rivers and lakes, is now also a lackey of the Hou Mansion." Woohoo, it's really embarrassing. ”
Although Jian Wuzheng still quietly turned his back to the shadow, his hand gradually moved down from the teacup and placed it on the hilt of the sword leaning against the side.
The doll walked leisurely in front of the group of martial arts people and looked at them one by one: "Yo, Mobei Goshawk Su Daxia, look up for a long time." I don't know how heavy Su Daxia's eagle finger has been practiced now? Look at your appearance, I'm afraid you're still hovering between the third and fourth levels, right?"
Su Daxia, who was named, was in a cold sweat, and he always claimed that he had practiced to the sixth level, and he was only half a step away from the seventh peak. Now it is pointed out by a doll in public, if the news spreads, I am afraid that those enemies who are ready to move will come out of the nest, and by that time...... The consequences are unimaginable. Thinking of this, Su Canghai suddenly moved with murderous intent.
Who knew that the doll sneered: "The tricks that your father could still practice back then were like eagle strikes, and every move showed the style of goshawk fighting rabbits." When it comes to you, why is there only a ruthless and fierce thing left?" Su Canghai trembled, and didn't dare to make another move.
The doll walked to the old man next to him with a big knife on his back, looked at the big knife behind the old man, and poked the old man's chest muscles with his fingers: "It turned out to be Yuan Er, I said why Yuan Da has not seen a lot of regression in martial arts in the past two years." ”
The old man known as Yuan Er also had a sudden change in complexion, and he had been pretending to be his brother in Yangzhou for the past few years, and no one had ever doubted it. I didn't expect to be seen at a glance today.
The doll has gone all the way, telling everyone about their martial arts.
When he pointed to the last young man leaning against the pillar with a sword, the young man hurriedly waved his hand and smiled bitterly: "Mr. Xue, the kid has just entered the rivers and lakes on the orders of the master, don't embarrass the boy." ”
Mr. Xue nodded: "Say hello to your master Ming Ruoli on my behalf." ”