This despicable and shameless act immediately caused several screams from the crowd.

Kunhu didn't move, didn't dodge in the slightest, as if he hadn't heard the exclamations from the crowd, and the little boss's fist slammed into his lower back.

The little boss's fist hit Kunhu's lower back, but it felt as if it had been smashed on a steel plate, hard, and a sharp pain came, so painful that his tears almost fell!

Kunhu finally turned around at this time, looking at his expression, as if he had been gently patted from behind and said hello casually.

The little leader's cold sweat broke out in an instant, his heart was cold, and he just wanted to take a few steps back, but the collar was twisted by the huge palm like Kunhu Pu's fan!

In the midst of everyone's incredible exclamations, the little leader was easily lifted into the air like a chicken caught by Kunhu, his hands clutching the air in vain, his feet constantly kicking and struggling, but he was powerless to break free.

"Let it go...... Let go of me!" the little boss hissed in horror.

"Okay!" Kun Huhun replied nonchalantly, and with a wave of his long arm, he casually threw him into the crowd as if he were still in rags.

"Ahh

Everyone watched the little boss fly over, and suddenly a group of people turned on their backs, and everyone avoided it, lest they be used as a meat pad, you pushed me and pushed me desperately backwards, making a large open space for the place where the little boss landed, and the wine and food on the table were suddenly trampled down and knocked over.

Finally, under the gaze of everyone who opened their mouths wide and widened their eyes and were reluctant to miss the slightest detail, only to hear a "bang" to the ground, the little leader screamed, hit the ground with his buttocks, and fell to the position where he was originally sitting.

"Shhh

Everyone couldn't help but gasp, and turned their heads in horror to look at Kunhu, who was still expressionless at the moment.

Kunhu seemed to have just thrown out a small sandbag, relaxed, without even a trace of breath, and his face was indifferent, as if the scene just now had nothing to do with him.

In the midst of the uproar of the crowd, Fukuyama shrugged his nose speechlessly, he had just been pushed aside by the crowd, and he was standing again in embarrassment.

Fukuyama couldn't help but roll his eyes, the little boss had a disorganized Wang Baquan in one hand, relying on his fierce momentum, and he usually bullied and bullied ordinary dock laborers barely enough, but when he met Kunhu, a powerful and rare giant in the world, the difference in strength was too great, and Kunhu could clean him up casually, and he couldn't try Kunhu's martial arts at all.

Looking at the chaos in front of everyone, Qiangzi, Brother Bin and others standing behind Kunhu couldn't help but be surprised.

Qiangzi couldn't help but laugh and said, "Big brother, you're naughty again!"

Kunhu calmly looked ahead, looked at the direction of the crowd, and ignored him, but Brother Bin on the side shook his head and smiled: "Big brother's subordinates are measured, that guy just fell painfully, and he won't really be injured." ”

Qiangzi covered his mouth and smiled: "I naturally know, it's not that I haven't fallen for my eldest brother on weekdays, these people rarely see the eldest brother make a move, and they think they have a chance, so they are dumbfounded!"

Brother Bin smiled and looked in the direction of the crowd.

At this point, several small leaders began to humble each other.

"Brother, I'll see you come next, your undefeated Tiger Fist is the first punch in Linzi Water Gate, you won't be able to hold even ten moves in Kunhu's hands, right?"

"Oh, I had a strain this morning, I pulled very hard, I don't have the strength now, otherwise you go up, isn't your Mountain Splitting and Sea God Dragon Palm also our first palm in the Water Gate? You must be fine, I believe you!"

Fukuyama on the side almost laughed.

"Brother Fool is also a little unwell today, but I think Fushan is full of energy and in excellent condition today, Fushan, your heart-splitting soul and life-killing leg is also our first leg method in Watergate!

Fukuyama never expected that the flames of war would burn him, shrugged his nose, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "I can't do it, I can't do it, you can find someone else!"

What are you kidding! Fukuyama complained in his heart, he is an assassin, and the blade in the hands of an assassin is the most lethal only when it is hidden in the unknown darkness! Let him face off against a master like Kunhu, how can there be room to hide his skills? Wouldn't he just expose himself to the sun in an instant, and tell others that I don't look like a normal dock worker, come and suspect me, come and check on me?

Even if Fukuyama really wants to know Kunhu's strength, he won't be stupid enough to test it himself.

Looking at Kunhu's tall and calm body, Fukuyama had an inexplicable intuition in his heart, Kunhu was different from other dock laborers, he must have a foundation in martial arts.

It doesn't matter how fierce Fukuyama usually fights with the dock workers, it won't reveal his true strength, but it's only because those dock workers are too weak compared to him, and he can easily disguise himself as if he were on the same level as them.

But if you meet a real master, you only need to pass your hand to know whether you have material or not, and there is no possibility of concealing your skills and pretending not to know martial arts.

However, Fukuyama glanced at Kunhu suspiciously, a behemoth like Kunhu, there was no one present who could confidently walk ten moves under his hands.

Unless the predecessors planted trees and the later people enjoyed the shade, and let the first people be cannon fodder and consume Kunhu's strength, then the later people may still have a glimmer of hope.

But it's only a faint glimmer of hope.

Looking at Kunhu's sturdy and strong body, you can see that his physical strength is by no means so easy to consume.

But Kunhu went to great lengths to hold this banquet for the selection of guards, and it was impossible for him to really make none of these dock laborers select, right?

In this way, there is no need for him to hold a banquet at all, and it would be good to take a few of his brothers to the Qi Mansion to report!

Fukuyama looked at Kunhu, who was still as calm as a mountain and his face had not changed, but he felt that he really couldn't guess his thoughts in his heart.

Don't?

Fukuyama was suddenly shocked in his heart, and he suddenly thought that if the purpose of Kunhu holding this banquet was really not the drunkard's intention to drink, then could it be because Qi Yu had really discovered their hidden assassin identity?

The real purpose of this banquet is to plot against himself and others, right?

The alarm bell in Fukuyama's heart rang again, and he scanned his surroundings in disbelief, and the thought of leaving this place immediately resurfaced in his mind.

But he saw Qiangzi suddenly stand up from behind Kunhu, and said in a loud voice: "Brothers, don't be impatient, if someone feels that they are really not sure that they have gone through more than ten moves under my eldest brother at this moment, then they can also choose to challenge a few of our brothers, our strength is of course worlds apart from that of our eldest brother, so as long as there are brothers who have walked more than thirty moves in our hands, they will also be regarded as passing the assessment!"

After Qiangzi's words, the dock laborers who had been whispering and fearful suddenly had happy faces, and Fukuyama suddenly realized why Kunhu had to make a move before!

Kunhu showed his skills this time, it must be for the sake of prestige, so as to establish his position as the leader among the selected guards!

Thinking of this, Fukuyama's originally panicked heart calmed down a little.