Hou Jianfei realized that the young man in front of him was powerful, and he didn't want this palm to kill him, but only to be able to seriously injure him, so that he could have a chance to escape.

As the desk was smashed to pieces, an iron sand palm slapped towards Li Xuedong's chest.

Syllable!

Seeing that this iron sand palm was about to hit Li Xuedong's chest, he didn't want to be pinched directly by someone halfway.

There was an instant, and his wrist snapped, and he screamed in pain.

Hou Jianfei no longer had the idea of defeating Li Xuedong at this time, his left hand was tightly covering his twisted right hand, staring at him with a frightened expression and asking in a trembling voice, "You...... Who the hell are you?!"

Li Xuedong gritted his teeth and smiled: "Your memory is really not very good, I have already introduced myself just now, my name is Li Xuedong, Han Baiyu is my friend, you want to force him to be your little wife, it's so bold." ”

Where did Hou Jianfei think that Han Baiyu would have such a terrifying friend, if he knew, even if he was killed, he wouldn't dare to come over and fight her!

With a bang, Hou Jianfei's knees weakened and knelt directly in front of Li Xuedong, his voice trembling and begging: "Senior, I listened to Zheng Heipan's rhetoric before I fell for it, if I knew that the Han Gang Leader was your friend of the seniors, even if I killed me, I wouldn't dare to touch the Han Gang Leader!"

Li Xuedong walked directly to the boss's chair by stepping on the fragments of the desk, sat down, crossed his hands and hugged each other, and said, "Call your subordinates and bring me the Han Gang Master." ”

"Yes, yes, I'll do it right away!"

Hou Jianfei immediately took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed the disciple guarding Han Baiyu.

......

At this time, Han Baiyu was imprisoned in the basement of the Thunder Club.

Han Baiyu was wearing only a thin white gauze dress, his long black hair was a little messy, and his black eyes revealed perseverance and unyielding.

Although her Bai Yu Gang was attacked by the Iron Boss in less than half an hour, and even she herself was put under house arrest, Han Bai Yu never lost her confidence in Li Xuedong.

She believes that Li Xuedong will definitely come back to save her, and she will definitely not let these people have a good time when the time comes.

The door of the basement was opened with a bang, and two black-clothed Iron Master disciples walked in, one of them stared at Han Baiyu with an evil smile on his face and said, "Our deputy sect master asked you to go and see him, let's go." ”

Han Baiyu had heard more than once that Hou Jianfei, the deputy head of the Iron Sect, wanted her to be his little wife after seeing her appearance.

Of course, the arrogant Han Baiyu was unwilling to accept this humiliation, no matter whether his methods were hard or soft, Han Baiyu would not give in to him, and even made up her mind that if it was a last resort, she would die to make her will clear and never accept this insult.

"Hmph, lead the way!"

As the leader of the White Feather Gang, although Han Baiyu is young, he is arrogant and has the demeanor of a king, even though he is trapped in the forbidden room, he still exudes an uncompromising and strong atmosphere.

The two disciples of the Iron Sect originally wanted to see the pitiful appearance of this beautiful woman gang leader, but they didn't expect her to be so strong, which made them feel extremely unhappy.

"Stinky woman, what are you dragging, I'll see our deputy sect master later, I'll see how long you can be arrogant!" The slender Iron Master disciple glared at Han Baiyu, and then took her to the office on the top floor of the Thunder Club by elevator.

The elevator is placed outside the clubhouse and is made of special glass, so you can enjoy the view from the outside.

Looking at the familiar night scene, Han Baiyu's mood was extremely complicated, not long ago she was the owner of the Thunder Club, but now she has become a prisoner, and the change of identity makes her feel sad.

After rising to the top floor, the long-faced Tie Zhangmen disciple pushed her out of the elevator rather rudely, and scolded: "Look at it, you still think you are the helper, you are just a prisoner now, if it weren't for our deputy master to take a fancy to you, Lao Tzu would have dealt with you a long time ago!"

The strength of the long-faced Iron Master disciple is not weak, and his strength has been promoted to the early stage of the Yellow Order, and he is the most proud disciple of the deputy sect master.

"Let Lao Tzu in!"

The long-faced disciple rudely pushed Han Baiyu into the office, and was immediately shocked by the scene in front of him, only to see the four elite disciples lying on the ground, bleeding like a river.

His master, Hou Jianfei, was kneeling on the floor, his right wrist broken, his face as pale as paper, and he was staring at him with frightened eyes.

"Division...... Master, why are you kneeling on the ground?!"

The long-faced disciple was full of surprise, and hurriedly ran over to help the master up.

Hou Jianfei was willing to stand up, and directly slapped him with his left hand and scolded: "Damn, I asked you to invite the Han Gang Master up, whoever asked you to move your hands and feet, don't kneel down for Lao Tzu quickly!"

Under Hou Jianfei's pulling and scolding, the long-faced disciple had to kneel down in surprise, not understanding what was going on.

After kneeling down, the face elder disciple quickly noticed that there was a person sitting on the boss's chair with his back to him, and since the chair was facing away from him when he entered the door, he didn't see the person above.

Only then could he see clearly that there was a young man sitting on it, even a few years younger than him.

Han Baiyu was also shocked by the scene in front of her, she had seen this Hou Jianfei's ability before, at that time, he was like a fairy-like character, and the well-defended Thunder Club was almost shattered by him alone, so many masters of the White Feather Gang were easily defeated by him, and he didn't even frown.

Could such a powerful man be on his knees with a pale face and a broken wrist......

Han Baiyu's clear eyes stared straight at the boss chair with his back to her, and his chest suddenly jumped wildly, almost jumping out of his chest.

She really didn't see the wrong person, he really came back to save her!

With a squeak, the boss's chair turned.

Li Xuedong's gaze fell on the long-faced Iron Master disciple, an ancient martial artist who had just been promoted to the early stage of the Yellow Rank.

Li Xuedong's cold eyes swept over him, and he said expressionlessly, "Which hand did you use to push the Han gang leader just now?"

The elder disciple didn't understand why the master was afraid of this young man, so he stood up abruptly, pointed at Li Xuedong and scolded: "Damn, what are you dragging, Lao Tzu doesn't dare you who you are, I touched her with both hands, what's the matter, what can you do to me?"

As soon as the words fell, a golden light flashed, and the air was filled with a thick smell of blood, and the palms of both hands were cut off at the wrists and fell to the floor.

The blood instantly stained the floor blood-red, and before the two palms could react, they were cut off, and the fingers were still writhing.

Ahhh

The elder disciple was stunned for a moment, and then found that his hands had been cut off, and blood was spurting out of his wrists like a fountain, rolling to the ground, letting out a scream like killing a pig.

Li Xuedong stepped on the body of the long-faced disciple with his feet, stared at him with an indifferent gaze like ice, and said with a playful smile: "The ancient martial artist who has just been promoted to the Yellow Rank, I don't know if you can still live if you are thrown down from the thirty-third floor?"