Chapter 405

In the hotel, gerati stood up at the counter, took off his reading glasses and looked at the door with yellow eyes.

Lausanne, Kurban and other four young people ran in, "Uncle geati, they... Really came again."

The LED headlights modified by the motorcycle came in from the outside. The light was dazzling, and the roaring sound and whistle sound were very harsh.

"Those who should come can't hide." raeti said with a wry smile, picked up the bamboo pole next to him and walked out.

On the table, Jiang Wuchen finished the last kebab and wiped his mouth with satisfaction. The table was in a mess. Matsushima Jixiang hardly moved his chopsticks. Jiang Wuchen ate them all alone.

She was shocked by Jiang Wuchen's appetite. Normal people can eat so much. You know, a large plate of chicken, but a whole chicken, weighs at least three or four kilograms.

Jiang Wuchen not only ate a clean meal, but also ate a Nang cake, twenty strings and two big kidneys.

"Everyone likes to watch the excitement." Jiang Wuchen picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth. "I like it too." he stood up and walked out.

Matsushima Jixiang quickly followed him.

Out of the hotel, you can see from a distance that there are at least hundreds of heavy locomotives on the old street. The dazzling lights can shine into the sky, the roar of locomotives, and the pungent smell of incomplete combustion of gasoline filled the air.

The five masters stand in a row, like a great enemy.

Jiang duo took Matsushima Norika to a nearby Wutong tree to watch it. Farther away, the people in the old streets were also watching.

With hundreds of heavy locomotives stalled and the lights shining, the front is a huge man in black. This man is really Tu Hongao, a new classmate in Jiang Wuchen's class.

Tu Hongao was followed by thick eyebrow and donkey mouth. Thick eyebrow was OK. Re atti took two from the donkey's face and beat it with flesh and blood. It was very miserable.

"It's the five of them!" his thick eyebrows and hoarse voice was full of hate. "Dead pig fat, two prostitutes, an old Weizi, and a shaver!"

Tu Hongao took a breath and took two steps forward.

The faces of the five people were grim. Tu Hongao's inner strength made them feel the pressure.

"This is a master," said Xiao Hong.

"Internal strength is stronger than me. If I fight alone, I'm not his opponent." Ah Mui said bitterly.

"Not only you, but the five of us... If we fight alone, I'm afraid no one is his opponent," said the fat man.

"Neither can you?" Ah Mui looked at him.

The fat man said bitterly, "if I'm right, he's a butcher, and the Dragon butcher is a magic power!"

"The Luo family's thunder fist, the butcher's Dragon butcher... Tut tut Tut, this is for you." reati grinned, "but you promised to take care of my daughter. Old Weizi was cheap and vowed to protect his rights and interests to the death. I'll go first."

"It's not you. I've been here for the longest time and have the deepest feelings. I'm also the first to die." the barber suddenly rushed forward, wiped his hands from the back of his waist, and pulled out two scissors machetes. The sharp machetes made a sharp sound in the air.

"You're not his opponent, dead shaver." Xiao Hong roared.

The shaver's body method is extremely flexible. As he rushes forward, his internal strength expands. When he blinks in front of Tu Hongao, he cuts with his double knives and breaks the air, which is creepy.

The strength of this knife is at least 10000 Jin.

"Hum, waste." Tu Hongao's eyes were indifferent, and he came first. He punched out with a powerful fist. The razor's blade was defeated in an instant. The fierce fist style made a dragon howl.

Boom.

The punch fell firmly on the shaver's chest.

Bang.

The barber immediately flew more than ten meters away, fell to the ground and vomited a mouthful of black blood.

"Dead shaver."

The four were surprised.

"I... my name is Li Zhenyun." the barber's face wore a bleak smile. "After many years, I can finally say my name."

At least in the early days of the master, a sharp razor once killed 198 Mafia members overnight.

But unexpectedly, he was beaten and badly hurt by vomiting blood without even resisting a move.

Tu Hongao sneered and said, "those who dare to hurt me, I think you are powerful, but so. Save some time and go together, a bunch of old men."

The fat man took a breath. "Lao Weizi, Xiao Hong, Ah Mei, now, don't talk about the Jianghu rules."

"Today's life and death are unknown. Let's talk about it." Xiao Hong stretched out her hand and pulled out a soft sword around her waist. Her arm shook gently. The soft sword was like a silver snake.

Gerati took a breath, "Li Zhenyun, you have a rest. If you want to die, let me be the first."

"What can't die? Will the four of us lose together?" said the fat man, taking a big step and rushing up after gerati.

Xiao Hong and Ah Mei looked at each other, each holding a soft sword and inserting it on both wings.

"Step back," Tu Hong Ao roared.

Thick eyebrow and donkey's beak quickly retreated and pulled the middle battlefield more than ten meters away.

Tu Hongao raised his feet and suddenly stepped on the ground.

Bang.

The whole ground shook violently, and cracks appeared one after another centered on his footprints.

Re'atti's bamboo stick, like a green snake, came and made a whirring sound. The bamboo stick shook and pulled to Tu Hongao's face, and Tu Hongao's arm stretched out.

Bang.

The bamboo stick hit Tu Hongao's arm accurately.

At the moment when the bamboo stick fell, Tu Hongao's arm shook violently, and his strong internal strength spread out, just like a powerful air wave, which shook the bamboo stick in an instant.

"Ah?"

Reati was shocked and his arms were hurt. Although he was ill and wasted his martial arts over the years, he was a master. Just waving a bamboo stick was also an internal force. If ordinary people use this move, his arms would be broken.

Tu Hongao struck with lightning in the palm of his hand and pursued raati.

The speed of this palm was so fast that even if geati retreated, he could not escape the internal force.

At this moment, the fat man blocked in the air and hit Tu Hongao with his fists.

Bang bang.

The two men's fists and palms collided. The fat man seemed to encounter a mountain. His body retreated repeatedly. His two arms were numb. In the Dantian, his internal strength was disordered.

Tu Hongao just stepped back, with a touch of surprise on his face, "there are not many people who can stop my fist. What's your name?"

At this moment, Xiaohong and Ah Mei rushed up from left to right, throwing their soft sword at TU Hongao.

"Small skill of carving insects." Tu Hongao moved his palms and drew out two internal strengths. These two internal strengths instantly absorbed two soft swords, followed by a violent concussion of internal strength.

Dangdang.

The two soft swords that used softness to overcome hardness were suddenly broken.

Xiaohong and Ah Mei stumble and spit blood back.

"Catch the Dragon hand!" Tu Hongao stretched out his palms, and two internal forces aimed at Xiao Hong and Ah Mei.