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The other one cried out, "That's right! Open the door and let us out — ah! "

In the end, this person who had just cursed halfway had already been overtaken by Sun Hao, and was knocked to the ground with a steel pipe.

Following that, the group of men, who were still extremely ferocious moments ago, started to scream miserably. There wasn't even a single one who could block one attack.

Inside the metal house, looking at the monitor screen, Sun Hao was like a war god as he knocked over that group of strong men one after another.

Jiu Liu sighed. His face twitched as he said to the fatty, "Big Brother, before that brat arrives here, shall we leave first?"

Before the fatty could speak, the two men who were making sarcastic remarks immediately screamed, "Big brother, don't! If we get out of here, who can stop that kid? "

They were shocked, afraid that Sun Hao would rush in and cut them up as soon as he opened the door.

"Hide here?" Drunken nose bellowed. With that guy's skill, do you think this little metal house will be useful? "

The skinny man's voice trembled as he said excitedly, "You have a rotten nose, and you still have the nerve to say that? Isn't this your idea? You said that you wanted to catch a turtle in a jar? "

"Can you blame me for this? Who would have thought that all of you would be so weak now? Dozens of people collapsed in a single move! "

He was so angry that his nose was trembling, and he felt extremely aggrieved.

In his opinion, the plan to get drunk was not a problem.

However, what he did not know was that his status as a spy was too low, so the information he had was limited.

He only knew that Sun Hao had eliminated and won consecutively, but he did not know that it had only taken Sun Hao a few minutes!

Furthermore, he did not know that before this, had already exterminated two families, and when he came back to inform them, Sun Hao had exterminated six halls!

If he knew all these, he wouldn't have been so foolish as to set up this trap. At the very least, he wouldn't have allowed those people to only use the Pig Slaughtering Knife to deal with Sun Hao!

"Enough!"

Fatty, whose face was ashen, didn't say anything for a while before stopping the argument.

"The Military Advisor's plan was still correct. The problem is, I shouldn't have chosen this bunch of useless bastards! A bunch of useless fools. Usually, when they are having fun with women, they become stronger than the other. But when it comes to proper business, they are useless just like that! "

The fat guy praised and demoted the Military Advisor, then beat up the thin guy.

The skinny man's face flushed red. He did not dare to speak further and lowered his head to acknowledge his mistake.

There was no helping it, the boss rarely oversaw things. The management of the entire gang was usually managed by him, the vice head of the slaughterhouse.

executed.

When Big Bro says that these subordinates are too useless, he's saying that he's undisciplined and doesn't know how to lead troops.

The Military Advisor's heart was moved as he received his boss's support. He quickly continued the previous topic, "Brother, since Brother can hold on for a while outside, let's hurry up and go!"

After saying that, the Military Advisor pressed a button, preparing to open the door to the workshop outside.

Fatty suddenly stretched out his hand to stop him, proudly saying, "No! Military Advisor, your brain is not bad, but you're a little timid. I don't want to hide in this shitty house, and I don't want to run away! If I were to be scared off when dealing with this kid, wouldn't it be a waste for me to have lived on the streets for so many years? "In the future, how do you think highly of me?"

If Fatty knew that most of the other halls he mentioned had been destroyed by that brat outside, would he still care about the opinions of those people?

Unfortunately, the current him would not know.

The Military Advisor looked puzzled. He asked, "Big brother, what do you mean?"

The fat guy didn't answer. He just stood up from his chair with a cold smile on his face.

Kacha, kacha!

The fatty's huge, fat head twisted and turned a few times, then his shoulders shook, causing a series of sounds of joints colliding to be emitted. It was an indication of the astonishing explosive strength of his entire body.

This fatty was not tall, and his body was almost spherical in shape.

Normally, he looked like a Maitreya Buddha, giving off a happy aura. Although Men was normally afraid of him, it was only because of his status as the boss.

However, at this moment, Fatty's entire demeanor changed. The air in the metal room seemed to be filled with tension because of him.

It was only then that he suddenly remembered that his boss had not personally fought for too long, so he, like many others, had actually forgotten the fact that the boss was also an expert!

The boss was going to do it himself!

Having figured this out, Jiu Wei was once again brimming with hope.

Even the thin man was excited by his boss' formless aura and went forward to open the door.

"A bunch of trash. When I take care of that brat, I'll chop them all into pieces and feed them to the pigs!"

Fatty strode towards the door, cursing as he walked. He was very disappointed with his subordinates who were wailing like ghosts and howling like wolves.

The thin man was so scared that he trembled. He didn't know what the general assembly was going to do to him.

Right now, he had to follow his boss and perform well outside.

Seeing him like that, Fatty smiled and comforted him, "All of you are my trusted aides, but you can't fight me. Just stay in this room and watch how I kill that brat!"

With that, the fatty closed the door and walked towards Sun Hao in big strides.

"Big Brother, save me!"

Upon seeing Fatty, a gang member who was running for his life immediately cried out and came over, hoping to get the boss's help.

"Bang, bang!"

What welcomed him was not the boss's consolation, but a punch that sent him flying and the broken spine after hitting the wall.

The fatty rubbed his fist on his body, as if hitting that cowardly helper would dirty his hand.

Another two consecutive blood-curdling screeches sounded out. In the huge slaughterhouse, the helpers who had nowhere to run or hide, were all finally all knocked to the ground by Sun Hao.

Looking at that overbearing meatball, the corner of Sun Hao's mouth split into a smile as he said, "Pork Beauty, you're finally willing to come out from your shell? I thought you were going to be a cowardly tortoise who watched as his subordinates were beaten to a pulp by me! "

"Kid, what's the use of me being sharp tongued? Aren't you just trying to get rid of these trash? Don't be arrogant! Now, I will let you know how to write the word death! "

After he finished speaking, the fat guy waved the iron rod in his hand, and with a whoosh, the iron rod left an afterimage as it directly smashed towards Sun Hao's head.

"Big Brother, you can do it!"

"Kill him!"

"Boss is mighty!"

In the iron room, seeing the boss's mighty and domineering actions, the thin man, the alcoholic nose and the person who didn't talk much cheered for the boss.

Sun Hao did not dodge the rod. Instead, he raised the steel rod above his head and blocked the attack.

Clang!

A loud sound was heard. The iron rod in Fatty's hand bounced back, then it smashed onto the ground with a loud bang.

And the steel pipe in Sun Hao's hands, was actually directly smashed into two pieces!

This steel pipe was already stained with rust, and just now, Sun Hao used him to beat up another dozens of strong men, but he did not notice that there were cracks on it, and now that it was struck again, it was immediately broken.

Fortunately, Sun Hao saw through the situation quickly and dodged the attack from the iron rod.

In the control room, when the three saw Big Bro unleashing his full strength, they used a move, 'force him back!'

Sun Hao immediately could not hold back his joy.

The sounds of celebration followed the microphone and entered the workshop.

Sun Hao shook his head, he threw away the two pieces of steel tubes in his hands and waved at the fatty.

Hearing the cheers of his men, Fatty did not feel proud at all. On the contrary, he became more serious than he ever had before.

This was because his hands, which were holding onto the iron rod, were shaking uncontrollably!

That strike just now, although it instantly broke Sun Hao's steel pipe, both of his hands were also struck by that huge backlash.

He had never encountered such a thing in his life.

Which also meant: This Sun Hao was the strongest opponent he had ever met!

From the loudspeaker came the arrogant and complacent voices of several people from the iron house, "Military Advisor, do you think that brat can withstand another blow from Boss?"

The one who spoke was thin, and his tone was full of pride, as if he was the majestic boss.

"According to my analysis, this kid does have some ability, so I feel that …" He should be able to hold on for another minute. "

This was the sound of the nose filled with alcohol.

The first part was still pretending to be objective, while the second part was Guo Guo's mockery.

"Hahaha!"

The thin guy slammed the table and laughed. "Military Advisor, you sure are humorous. I like it!"

Even the sect members who had been knocked down by Sun Hao were encouraged by this joyous and confident conversation.

Some of them were slightly injured, but they still managed to get up to cheer their boss on.

The fatty clenched his teeth, and once again waved his metal rod to kill Sun Hao. This time, he used all of his strength to win with one strike.

The sound of the wind produced by the steel rod was even strong enough to move Sun Hao's clothes and hair, but just as it was about to smash onto Sun Hao's head, it suddenly stopped.

The cheering from the crowd and the mocking laughter from the loudspeakers all stopped in an instant.

In the iron room, the three of them watched the monitoring screen as if they had seen a ghost.

The fatty looked at Sun Hao in disbelief. He had only used one hand, yet he had casually grabbed the metal rod he had swung with all his strength!

How was this possible?

What was even more terrifying was that the hand that Sun Hao used to catch the iron rod was not damaged at all, while the fatty's hands were bleeding profusely, as if they had been split open!

Fatty mumbled to himself. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. It was because his internal organs were currently being flipped around by a pair of large hands.

The rebound was actually powerful!

Sun Hao did not delay any longer. He casually grabbed the iron rod and threw it towards the iron house.

At the same time, Sun Hao jumped up from his original position and held onto the fatty's head like a lion.

Boom! *

Sun Hao's left knee fiercely smashed into the fatty's chest.

The fat guy trembled and remained where he was. However, his back suddenly protruded and two bones came out of his body.

With a loud clang, the iron rod pierced through the iron house and nailed the thin man who was standing in front of the monitor onto the wall, preventing him from making any more noise.

He looked at the monitor in shock and fear, and could only mutter: "I already said hurry up and go, big brother you won't listen to me, now okay? "Is it better now?"

Only then did Sun Hao let go of the fatty and gently landed on the ground.

On Fatty's chest, there was a huge dent.

A stream of blood spurted out from Fatty's mouth. He seemed to want to say something, but the light in his eyes quickly faded.

With a bang, the fatty, who had lost his life, finally fell to the ground unwillingly.

And because he was too fat, he was as tall as someone who was standing!

After effortlessly taking care of the remaining people, Sun Hao took out his phone and reported the results to the Black Widow. He was prepared to go to the next hall.

The words of the Black Widow caused him to be stunned. She had already sent people to take down the remaining two halls.

Right now, the Blackfoot's gang's feathers had all been taken care of, leaving only Hei Jiaowu's own lair.

Wan Hoe Hotel!

Sun Hao snorted, he exited the slaughterhouse, and immediately started the Mercedes-Benz as he drove away.