The battle between Guo Zihao and the middle-aged man continues!
But when Lei Hu questioned Zhao Tai, the middle-aged man could no longer hold on. He had many injuries on his body. He was almost overwhelmed by Guo Zihao and wanted to fight back, but Guo Zihao found a flaw and stabbed him. Cut out with a knife!
This is what happens in a life-and-death confrontation. The more powerful the party is, the more it maintains the absolute upper hand!
Now this middle-aged man can hardly even defend!
"He slashed Huashan Mountain with his sword, and Bian He returned to his nest with the stone phoenix."
Guo Zihao said a chant, and the middle-aged man defended subconsciously, but the moment he put down the sword in his hand, Guo Zihao held the sword in both hands, and the door was wide open. He instinctively wanted to stab it, but it was already too late!
Guo Zihao slashed down with both hands. When he reacted and raised his sword with both hands, Guo Zihao abruptly changed the direction of his attack, as if he had written a 'V' horizontally in the air with his sword!
The head flew up and blood spurted out instantly!
At this point, all the people in Wanhao died, and no one survived!
"Tai Chi sword technique! There are shadows of Chen style Tai Chi and Yang style Tai Chi, but it is not the same as them. It is its own school. I admire you."
Hongmen's deacon, Hong Guan, almost watched the fight between the two with his hands clasped in fists.
There was also admiration in his tone.
He has never seen Tai Chi like this, because the shadows of Chen Style Tai Chi and Yang Style Tai Chi can be clearly seen in Guo Zihao's fight. The most important thing is that there are some shadows of Juntiquan in it!
It’s so weird!
"It's funny."
Guo Zihao held a long knife in his hand and was stabbed on his left shoulder, but it was not a big problem. It only penetrated two centimeters at most, and it could only be regarded as a skin injury.
Deacon Hong Guan gave a wry smile, this is still ridiculous, what should he do?
He is a red stick!
If he were to fight Guo Zihao, he might not be able to guarantee that he could beat Guo Zihao.
He is forty years old this year, and Guo Zihao is only twenty.
As the saying goes, boxing is afraid of young people, this is not just talk.
"The next generation is scary, hahahaha!"
Deacon Hong Stick also laughed.
After Guo Zihao asked about the casualties, he walked inside.
There were not many casualties, because with the participation of Hongmen, only one person had his hand cut off, and the others were all minor injuries, not even serious injuries.
This can be regarded as the smallest battle that the Zhongshan Gang has ever experienced!
Seeing Lin Tianhua and Guo Zihao walking on the red carpet, Luo Feng also had a smile on his lips.
Zhou Lushu knew that there is a law of conservation of energy in this world. When a smile appears on one person's face, it means that it will disappear from another person's face.
Marriott looked gloomy.
The fact that they can walk in alive proves that all his people are dead!
Luo Feng lowered his head and lit a cigar, walked down the steps, and patted the police officer in front of him.
"Brother, please give up."
A row of shield police opened a path. Luo Feng walked up to Wanhao with one hand behind his back and a cigar in the other hand, with a playful smile on his lips.
"Brother Hao, look, your people were fine when they came, but now they can't go back."
After Luo Feng said this, he took a puff of cigarette and spit disgust directly on Wan Hao's face. Subconsciously, Wan Hao closed his eyes and could smell a strong smell of smoke in his breath.
Luo Feng took out a cigar from his arms and handed it to Wan Hao, with a kind smile and said: "Brother Hao, come and smoke, let's talk."
Marriott is also a man of integrity. He slapped the cigar away and said coldly: "Stop pretending to be a good person here!"
Luo Feng looked at the cigar that was blown away, lowered his head and fell silent.
"Zizzi."
He slowly raised his hand and took a puff of the cigarette. The tobacco made a "sizzling" sound as it burned.
On top of the silent scene, it was even a little jarring.
Luo Feng stretched out his hand to trim his hair, and then slapped Wan Hao on the face!
"Snapped!"
The crisp sound of slaps echoed, and the whole scene was silent!
He said softly: "Pick up the cigar."
"Grass mud horse! How dare you hit me!"
What is the occasion today?
Luo Feng's initiation ceremony.
Who are the people at the scene?
The leader of the Hongmen Hall, Lei Hu, personally attended the event. In addition to these two, there were also various underground power bosses in Yunzhou, triad agents and the Desert Wolf!
These people are either in high positions of power, the core of criminal groups, or the leaders of underground forces!
He Wanhao was slapped by Luo Feng in front of so many people!
How can I bear this tone!
"Pick up the cigar, I told you to pick up the cigar!"
Luo Feng suddenly became furious and roared.
Domineering yet majestic!
"What the hell..."
Before Wan Hao finished speaking, Luo Feng grabbed the incense from the incense burner next to him and thrust the burning end directly into Wan Hao's face!
"Zila zila."
"ah!!"
The temperature in the center of the incense head reaches 800 degrees. When it is placed directly on the surface of the skin, a sizzling sound can be heard almost instantly!
Marriott's screams sounded, and there was a sadness in his voice.
"I'm a fool!"
Wan Hao's eyes instantly turned red, and he pulled out a dagger from behind and stabbed Luo Feng in the abdomen.
Luo Feng took the lead and kicked him in the abdomen, sending him flying away. With a cigar in his mouth, he walked towards him step by step, walking slowly and slowly.
When passing by the chair he was sitting on, he picked up a chair and threw it at him.
"I told you to pick up the cigar!"
"I told you to pick up the cigar!"
"Don't you understand what people are saying? I made it so clear!"
Luo Feng was beating and scolding, but the people around him only dared to watch and didn't dare to take action!
The stool was so beaten that it was deformed. Wanhao was lying on the ground, his body twitching involuntarily, and he was still vomiting blood in his mouth!
Seeing that he was about to be beaten to death, Luo Feng stopped and threw the stool to the side.
Qingyue came over from the left at the right time and handed Luo Feng a handkerchief.
Luo Feng took the handkerchief, lowered his head to wipe the blood on his hands, and said, "Thank you."
Everyone who heard this sentence had their mouths twitching.
You... are so polite!
Luo Feng looked at the people on the left and right, sneered, and threw the handkerchief away. I don't know if it was fate, but the handkerchief happened to cover Wan Hao's face.
After the white handkerchief with blood fell on his face, it turned red instantly!
"If you take something that doesn't belong to you, you should hand it over obediently. Otherwise...it won't be about the cigar."
At this time, the cigar fell to the ground. If he didn't hand it over, his head might fall to the ground!
This is a naked threat!
But... they had to agree!
"Sign! Let's sign!"
"Yes, yes, we sign the contract! Mr. Luo, we sign the contract!"
"Mr. Luo, you know it for sure. What I don't want from Guan Guofu's property is because Marriott forced me to do so!"
