Zhuang Ming's expression was indifferent, and he turned around slowly and looked at the young man who came to provoke him. He was equivalent to the strength of an A-level genetic warrior, that is, a limit breaker who broke the limit ten times, also known as a limit breaker in the dark world. A yellow-level expert has already entered the ranks of strong men, but the opponent is only a lower-level yellow level person.
For Zhuang Ming, he is really too weak. Although he is considered good at this age, he must have a strong background behind him.
but
A trace of blood flashed across Zhuang Ming's eyes.
He was waiting for this moment. When he came to the dark world, he found that these people in the dark world were indeed aloof and unruly.
That’s normal too!
After all, having strength makes you feel superior to others, different from ordinary people, and you can control ordinary people's lives at any time.
But now Zhuang Ming needs someone to take the lead, and he needs to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys!
And the first chicken finally appeared!
Fuxi had no time to stop him.
A hand stretched out like lightning!
This young man with an arrogant expression was picked up by Zhuang Ming with one hand around his neck, like iron pliers, so that the other person could not make a sound at all, and he was slowly lifted up. In everyone's shocked eyes, the young man thought in horror In the eyes that screamed but could not speak.
Like a child playing with firecrackers, it slammed towards the ground.
boom!
There was an explosion like thunder, which immediately brought the atmosphere of the entire venue to a standstill, and a slight vacuum appeared.
Kaka~
The terrifying cracking sound of the ground was also accompanied by the sound of breaking bones.
“Ah——ah——————”
A scream like a slaughtering pig came from the scene that was directly covered by dust. It was miserable and ferocious, like a devil.
After Zhuang Ming finished the fall, he just lightly stepped aside. From the beginning to the end, he had no other expression and remained as calm as silk.
The dust clears!
Only then did everyone see that the originally solid marble floor was cracked and shattered within ten meters, and there were depressions in the middle. The young man was lying there with a face of despair.
Blood was spitting out from the mouth, along with the fragments of the five internal organs. The right arm and right leg had hit the ground first and became weirdly twisted. As for how many bones were broken, no one knew.
When dropped, more air comes in and less air comes out.
The life in his eyes was gradually decreasing.
A young man with an arrogant expression suddenly turned into a dirty beggar, seriously injured and on the verge of death.
Fuxi had a wry smile on his face, and Zhuang Ming became more and more terrifying. He even felt that he couldn't even perform a few moves on Zhuang Ming's hands.
There was no warning, and Zhuang Ming didn't even show any thoughts or murderous intentions.
But everyone at the scene only felt a chill in their hearts.
This young man with an indifferent expression turned out to be so cruel. He was seriously injured without saying a word.
Afterwards, it was like taking a sip of water, feeling extremely indifferent.
Only extremely cruel people can be so calm.
A low-level yellow-level warrior was destroyed in an instant.
This young man looks like he is only in his twenties, and he should be considered a relatively talented young man.
Those who had doubts or even disdain for Zhuang Ming before now had solemn expressions on their faces, and a deep chill unknowingly rose in their hearts.
Zhuang Ming's expression was so indifferent, so indifferent that there was not even a trace of fluctuation, as if he had crushed an ant to death.
That is to say, things like this were not taken seriously by Zhuang Ming at all.
The domestic slaves of Xinyue Hotel also hurriedly stepped forward to clean up the mess and quickly sent the dying young man to first aid.
Such a serious injury would take less than a year and a half to recover from.
Even if he recovers, it is still unknown whether he can be like a normal person.
After all, others don't have Zhuang Ming's recovery methods.
Although Zhuang Ming kept his hand, he was directly seriously injured, and his right hand and right leg were shattered and fractured. Even with the power of some families, it would be difficult for him to recover as before, which means he might be disabled.
Even if you consume a lot of medicinal materials and become like a normal person, you will never become a strong person.
At this time, the scene was eerily quiet, scary and terrifying!
Everyone's eyes were once again focused on Zhuang Ming, flashing with deep fear and fear.
Not long ago, the momentum that Zhuang Ming released overwhelmed many people, and perhaps many people were still a little unhappy.
But now, Zhuang Ming hit them hard in the heart, and they couldn't react at all.
Kick, kick, kick!
As the saying goes, if you hit the young one, the old one will appear.
Such a young man with power and background would definitely not come to Xinyue Hotel alone, so it was obvious that there were older ones.
There were quite a few people in this rapid and dense footsteps.
It would be better if there were more people!
It's still useless to stand out alone, but the effect of a family will be much better!
Even in the venue, everyone could hear the angry roar.
An ancient martial arts family like this is usually very protective of their children. After all, every talented child is a treasure and the pillar of the family in the future.
And those who come here are all young people with excellent talents or very tough backstage.
Many people who were originally shocked and frightened suddenly had a look of amusement on their faces when they heard the scolding and footsteps.
He didn't leave, he just chose to watch the show.
They will not miss such a wonderful show.
Many people looked at Zhuang Ming with curiosity in their eyes, as if they wanted to see a trace of fear on Zhuang Ming's face.
Unfortunately, they made a complete mistake.
Zhuang Ming's face was still as calm as silk, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. His handsome and extraordinary face was as carved as a knife, but it revealed a strange calmness and strong self-confidence, as if there was nothing in this world. He was surprised.
Northwest corner, on the second floor of the venue.
Sitting on a small round table was a sturdy middle-aged man in a black suit, still drinking tea leisurely, his eyes half-squinted, as if he was enjoying the flavor of the tea.
But there was a hint of hidden light in those half-narrowed eyes from time to time, and his gaze also looked down at Zhuang Ming in the center of the venue from time to time with a hint of curiosity and appreciation.
Opposite the middle-aged man sat a young boy, seventeen or eighteen years old, handsome, with sharp eyebrows and eagle eyes. He was looking at Zhuang Ming curiously and asked in confusion: "Father, who is this person? He is so young. , I feel so strong, which family of warriors are you from?"
"Haha~ One blow severely damaged a low-level Huang-level warrior, and even I couldn't keep up with him. Do you think those families have the ability to cultivate such young talents?" The middle-aged man put down his tea cup and said with a half-smile. .
"Ah? Father, you can't even compare to me?" The young man was very surprised, his mouth opened wide, and he was extremely shocked.
The middle-aged man did not answer. He pointed at Fuxi next to Zhuang Ming and said with a faint smile, "You know who that person is."
(End of chapter)
