This martial artist's right arm was abolished, and the pain was in the bone marrow, and at this time he had lost most of his combat effectiveness, and Yang Feng's big stele wrestler was something he couldn't take in his heyday, not to mention his state at this time, when he was in a panic, his body staggered, and his left palm instinctively moved forward, wanting to stop Yang Feng's big smasher, but it was obvious that it was all useless. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the next second, Yang Feng's big monument hand and foot together, upspin and drill, the whole body is full of strength, like a javelin that rotates and impacts rapidly, with a loud "bang", it strangulates the left hand of the warrior block, and then, the big monument wrestler is energetic, piercing the gold cracked stone, drilling and twisting, and the inner qi is going to the Lao Gong acupoint, and there is a loud "bang" again, just like a bow to shoot at the target, the javelin pierces the heart, and the violent and agitated is imprinted on the heart of the warrior, and the warrior's chest is beaten down and collapsed, "click" With a sound, the muscles and bones were broken, and at the same time as the big smashing stele hand drill swirled through the strangulation seal, Yang Feng's internal qi was full of dark energy, and it instantly entered the heart of this martial artist......

This warrior only felt a pain in his body, as if he was instantly added to his body by a cannonball, ten thousand arrows pierced his heart, and his entire chest and even his internal organs were dented......

In the last few seconds of his life, he finally understood the true method of the big smasher, although he didn't have the opportunity to punch such a god realm again, he was still relieved. Smiled with relief, Yang Feng used his trick to send him on the last journey in the world, this is the best respect and fulfillment for him, although he and Yang Feng have different positions, although Yang Feng killed his own brother, but he still raised his eyes that had gradually faded with difficulty, and used the last trace of strength to return to the light in the world, and said to Yang Feng: "Thank you Yang Shaoxia!" Then, his neck was crooked, and he slammed to the ground, the lights were cut off, and heaven and man were separated forever......

Yang Feng closed his eyes and took a deep breath, he felt as if something was blocked in his heart, his hands trembled a little, and there was only helplessness in his heart except sadness. He understands what this last "thank you" means, and he fulfilled this warrior in his own way, the ancients said: Chaowen Dao, Xi Ke died, died under his own special skills, this is the greatest respect and fulfillment for him. In this last form, Yang Feng preached to him.

"Let's go, thank you, be an ordinary person in the next life. Yang Feng whispered to the air in front of him.

At this time, it is a quarter of noon, the yang energy is slightly strong, the ancients said: die at this hour, you can still be a normal ghost, reincarnated, if the time of death is at the peak of yang energy at three o'clock in the afternoon, then even the ghost has not done it......

At this time, the battle is nearing the end, Hei Zaihua's little brother has died, escaped, has been scattered, at this time the only thing that is still staying at the dock is a Mercedes-Benz car in front, if Yang Feng is not mistaken, there should be three people in the car, Daming, Hei Zaihua, the driver. These people are already caged birds and turtles in the urn to themselves, and they do not pose any threat, just wait for themselves to step forward and turn them into prisoners.

After 5 seconds of silence, Yang Feng opened his eyes, looked at the blue sky with clear skies on the sea of Nanao, took a deep breath, collected his thoughts, turned his back, and prepared to step forward to end the final boss.

But...... At the time of life and death, ants are still greedy for life, not to mention the most shrewd person in the world, just when Yang Feng just turned around, the Mercedes-Benz car not far from "Woo Woo Woo ......" There was already a sound of high-speed engine rotation, and at the same time, the pores on Yang Feng's chest were numb, and he trembled.

"Tsk ......" This is being targeted again, but this time Yang Feng has enough experience, and he feels that after the battle just now, the acupoints of his Ren pulse have been fully opened, at this time, his internal strength has been able to run for half a small week, and when he enters the Du Pulse, he feels that his qi has more than doubled compared to before. At the same time, his speed has also been greatly improved, just when the Mercedes-Benz car has just refueled and fled, and he has just been targeted, Yang Feng has already kicked a springy foot and kicked a piece of cement stone the size of a football under his feet, this cement stone was drilled out by Yang Feng when he was made to smash the monument before, but it came in handy at this moment.

This football-sized stone, with Yang Feng's sudden forward figure, collapsed to the rear window of the Mercedes-Benz car at great speed, Hei Zaihua's Mercedes-Benz car is the S series, and the acceleration time of 100 meters is at least 7 seconds, so when the Mercedes-Benz car just soared more than 10 meters, there was a "bang" sound, Yang Feng's football has exploded the rear window of the Mercedes-Benz, and accurately opened the scoop to the gunner sitting in the right rear leadership position, and shot his head, and then, the football power is undiminished, "boom" With a muffled sound, it burst open the leather cushion of the driver's seat again, and opened the scoop for the driver's younger brother.

"Ah......" With a pig-like exclamation, the next second, the Mercedes-Benz "bang", the explosion was like thunder, the sky was shocked, and it hit the steel base of the giant tower crane in front of the dock, and the front of the entire Mercedes-Benz car was slammed into pieces, parts splashed to the ground, the doors and windows were all broken, and the bottom of the car began to leak oil, and it was about to explode.

Seeing this scene, Yang Feng hurriedly two Dapeng stretched out his wings and stepped forward, his right hand became a claw, and his five fingers penetrated vigorously, Tiangang's hand probed into the passenger window like lightning, and pinched the back of Hei Zaihua's neck with one claw, like dragging a dead dog, and pulled out the half-faint Heizaihua at once, two consecutive jumps and leaps, and flashed away from the scene, he had already condensed his eyes when he killed the twin brothers before, and saw the situation in the Mercedes-Benz car clearly, if he didn't admit his mistake, the gunman who was shot in the head should be Daming, he didn't expect this Daming to be really consciously and voluntarily made an anti-bone boy。

And just when Yang Feng was carrying the dead dog Hei Zaihua around the dock wall, the oil leaking Mercedes-Benz car had already resounded in the sky with a "boom", which exploded and burned in an instant.

The reason why Yang Feng saved Hei Zaihua was because he couldn't die, at least not now, and he still had to settle accounts with him......

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Ten minutes later, Yang Feng got out of the taxi. Dragged Hei Zai Hua in his left hand, holding a popsicle in his right hand, looking up and down at the giant God of Gamblers Hotel in front of him, this is a hotel that stands on the east side of the Macau Peninsula, the hotel sits in the north and faces south, with the sea on both sides, and the most famous Friendship Bridge in Macau on the right, and Hong Kong and Zhuhai are all across the sea.

The location of the Golden Delta, Yang Feng instantly made a judgment in his heart, no wonder the Li family worked hard to stabilize the Macau market, not to mention anything else, just look at this hotel, it is the world's top high-end atmosphere and grade, such a day into the gold field, if the Li family is lost in Macau, it is really not necessary, not only the assets have shrunk, but even the reputation and status will be ruined and lost, and the reputation and status are the foundation of a big family!

At this time, the God of Gamblers Hotel, there was no one outside, Yang Feng dragged Hei Zaihua, bypassed the huge garden and swimming pool in front of the hotel, and walked to the front of the hall, only to see a few waiters, it can be seen that there has just experienced a fierce battle here, the glass doors of the God of Gamblers Hotel have been broken, the sofa, crystal chandelier, ground, furnishings, stairs, etc. in the hall are full of holes, crumbling, the air is filled with a strong smell of blood, a few cleaners are holding a reddened mop, stepping up mopping.

Yang Feng shook his head, what happened today is simply bigger than a blockbuster, this is impossible to see in China, China is just walking on the street with a steel pipe, all of which constitute a condition for criminal detention! And Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan, before the return, it was completely the world of the underworld, and a large part of the reason why Hong Kong films in the 80s and 90s were so popular was because this was the real social status quo in Hong Kong at that time!

Movies are all derived from life, and smart Hong Kong people can shoot the bloody romance and chivalrous tenderness that ordinary people can't experience in a lifetime.

took out his mobile phone, Yang Feng dialed Li Youze, if as expected, Li Youze should have repelled those anti-bone boys and recaptured the God of Gamblers Hotel, and the rebellion in Macau should have been basically suppressed.

"Dudu", 20 seconds later, Li Youze didn't answer, Yang Feng frowned, "Dudu", 40 seconds later, still no one answered...... Yang Feng hung up the phone, and his heart sank, "Could it be that I made a mistake in judgment? Could it be that the plot is reversed? Is it Li Youze who was taken down? This is not scientific...... Look at these waiters and cleaners, they are all wearing work suits with the Li family's embroidery logo......"

After pondering for a few seconds, Yang Feng shook his head, "Forget it, I don't want to, let's go to the front desk and ask." Yang Feng tightened his grip on Hei Zaihua's Tiangang hand, and was about to pick up and walk out.

However, just as Yang Feng had just taken a step, but before he could land on the ground, a loud and powerful roar suddenly came from behind him: "What person, stop!"

Yang Yan is the security captain of the God of Gamblers Hotel, he is a native of Macau, when he was a child, his dream was to be the God of Gamblers on Nanhua Street (the street where his family lives), after going to junior high school, his dream was to be the God of Gamblers in Macau, and after finishing college, his dream was to be the God of Gamblers in the world, 3 years later, he climbed and finally became a glorious security captain......

However, even if he is a security captain, he also feels that he is an ambitious security captain, he works hard to learn gambling skills from the Internet, strives to recharge himself in night schools and technical schools, works hard to exercise, and also practices sanda, finally, he has become the security captain of the God of Gamblers Hotel from an ordinary mahjong parlor, he feels that as long as he works hard, nothing in this world is impossible, even if he completes his ultimate goal - to become the world God of Gamblers, it is only a matter of time.

However, just this year, fate seems to have played a joke on him, the God of Gamblers Hotel was first frequently troubled by a group of thugs, and then ushered in the waiter who was hacked and disappeared, and then ushered in a larger-scale fight, as the captain of the security team, he almost died several times, and 15 scars can be seen all over his body, especially the knife at the base of the thigh, which is only 2 centimeters away from his ......