Chapter 930

Qi Kunlun didn't kill in a big way. He was merciful. The two red sticks he hit didn't die, but in a short time, they certainly didn't have combat effectiveness.

"Breaking the army is still too murderous, which is not a good thing for him to understand the mystery of God's immortality. However, it needs him to think about it. No matter how much I mention, if I don't understand it, it won't help." Qi Kunlun put the cigar in his mouth and slowly let out a mouthful of smoke.

After the breaking army killed five people in a row, the army boots under his feet had been crushed by Sheng Sheng because of his excessive force, and the floor tiles had been broken, leaving his footprints.

"Who else?!" The breaking army asked in a cold voice, knees together, slightly bent, one hand straight and oblique pointing to the ground, one hand stopped in front of the chest to defend, standing at the stake of the eight pole boxing.

Seeing this, the big guys and members of the Qing Gang were so scared that they couldn't help but take a breath of cool air. The two red sticks were secretly glad that they were beaten by Qi Kunlun. Otherwise, how could they be killed?

In fact, the limit of breaking the army is probably to deal with three forces at the same time. It's hard to do more, and his injury is not good. Therefore, Qi Kunlun chose to help.

The physical energy consumption of the army breaking was also very serious. I saw that his two fists were sweaty, as if they had been pulled out of the water just now.

As long as you reach dark strength and close your pores, it's hard for sweat to flow out of your body. Most of it will be "refined" and the rest of the waste water will be discharged from the palm.

The surrounding members of the Qing Gang can't help but step back, red stick! Five red sticks, all killed by the breaking army!

The other two were broken by Qi Kunlun's hand and lost their fighting power.

At this time, the red stick who was hit by qikunlun's fist made a roar in his mouth, and his face turned red. Finally, he had the ability to act, and the power of qikunlun's fist was removed.

"It turns out that this is not blowing. When you practice Kung Fu to a high level, you can knock people to the ground with one blow and they can't move." After the master 's face turned red, he immediately turned pale again. He only felt that his physical strength was empty, his hands and feet were weak, and he had no strength.

The red staff who has won more than 20 "Japanese character punching fist" has vomited blood for several times before it slows down. He secretly feels lucky. He knows that if the other side wants to kill him, he only needs to add a "marker finger" to his throat, or the punching fist's strength can be a few more points, which is enough to blow his heart!

Du Buwei's whole face was dark and ugly. He bit his teeth and said, "go and find the general of the East China fleet who is playing in our club."

"OK, I'll go now!" One of the members promised to turn around in a hurry.

"It turns out that there are two brushes," said Chen Zerong, gritting his teeth. "No wonder they are so arrogant!"

Du Buwei said in a cold voice, "I'm afraid you are not from the army, are you? It's very strident! "

The breaking army looked at each other coldly and didn't mean to answer at all.

Qi Kunlun said: "one yard at a time, I only look for Chen Zehui's trouble, so I will be merciful. Here, give the last word of advice, don't be shameless! "

Du Buwei's face was covered with frost, and moriran said: "if you kill someone, do you want to forget it? How could it be so easy! Where do you want us to put our faces? "

Du Buwei was also aware of the powerful personal force of the other side. It was very difficult to use force to solve the problem. At least, it was difficult to use the force of the Qing Gang, so we had to use external force.