In a two-story building not far from this old-fashioned factory, Man Dong frowned, picked up the things on the table and never watched the surveillance video again, stood up and walked out, with fear all over the corners of his eyes and eyebrows: "Crazy, a group of lunatics."

As soon as he walked to the door, a beautiful figure stood at the door and said to Man Dong with a smile: "With Cao Jingzhong in front, what are you afraid of? How big is this matter? What does it have to do with us? Humans and ghosts made a fuss in the world a year ago, but now they are making trouble. This is an underground force and does not involve any matters on the table."

Man Dong snorted: "Xiao Yu'er, don't think I don't know what you did. I'm not stupid enough to go crazy with you here."

Xiao Yuer spread her hands: "I've given you the opportunity, don't blame me if you can't catch it."

Mandong leaned over to Xiao Yuer, hooked her chin, lowered his head and looked over: "Don't think I don't know what you are doing. Do you think that the help of the Nan family can help me? Don't think I'm a fool."

Xiao Yuer spitted out the tip of her tongue from her lips, and she leaned forward to lick Mandong's lips. Mandong's head quickly turned back: "Stop pulling, you are not a member of you. If you can trust me, I can cooperate, if you can trust me, you can terminate the cooperation. I don't want to face the crazy person completely in this matter."

Xiao Yuer reached out to touch Mandong's face: "Oh, if I had known that a beating would make you surrender, I would have done it long ago."

Man Dong snorted, unwilling to continue to entangle with this woman who had known each other for six years but had never known her. He quickly left the building and drove all the way to the side door. He braked and stepped on it. He was still a little unwilling to accept it. He said that if you really need the help of the Nan family, you might be able to rescue the old bastard.

The car did not turn off the engine and parked there. Mandong took out his phone, waiting for the news. He waited for the latest news inside.

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Heavy footsteps came in from all directions, and strong men with strong auras on their bodies walked in from one entrance after another. They could let their murderous auras go out and make others afraid, but now they could only barely remain calm. They just saw the meeting just now, and they felt a little afraid of the man in front of them.

Cao Jingzhong put down his hand holding Ling Jingyun's hair. He walked to the edge of the platform with his hands behind his back, looked at Zhang Shidong and said coldly: "I am a distinguished guest here. If you want to attack me, they will expel you. The rule here is that the membership is the biggest. Member friends should be ranked second. Ling Jingyun must come to me. What can I do? No matter what your relationship is, everyone here has the same relationship and status. If you want to find her, leave this door, whatever you want."

"Is it useful to tie this place to you? I am me, a man who comes to find a woman. I will kill anyone who dares to stop me."

Athaya laughed and said, "Whoever dares to stop you, you can kill anyone, and then kill me first." After speaking, he rushed over and felt that his eyes could not keep up. He saw him approaching Zhang Shidong with a whoosh and hit Zhang Shidong's waist and eyes quickly. Because of his height, he usually attacked the enemy below his chest.

A true master will never let his feet leave the ground. The way of playing without roots is the gorgeous picture on TV. The masters in actual combat are more seeking breakthroughs in speed and strength.

The simplest example is, when you lift your arms or calves and knees to block the opponent's attack, if the opponent's strength is far greater than your ability to resist strikes, is it meaningful for your defense? You can't dodge the opponent's attacks in close combat, and the speed is not slow. If you have strength and speed, you can make up for the gap in skills.

Aschaya is so fast, and the name of lightning is really not for nothing. Many experts saw the moment when Zhang Shidong's body reacted. Aschaya's attack had arrived, and it was impossible to hide.

Zhang Shidong didn't hide either. Not only did he not hide, he also took the initiative to send the vital points forward, allowing Aschaya to punch her waist, and the finger tiger on her fingers cut her clothes, cut her flesh and brought up blood.

After one blow, he lowered his body and shrank backwards. Isn’t you Zhang Shidong strong in fighting? I have weapons. As long as you are not steel bars, you can’t stop me.

Surrounding Zhang Shidong, Asaya was like a monkey, and her head that was always lowered also raised. Her eyes were as said by the student brother who was fighting in the field at night. It was filled with the killing that Asaya had experienced throughout her life. Since she could not drive away the murderous intent in her heart, she should make good use of it to make it a part of her strength.

Cao Jingzhong smiled, squatted beside Ling Jingyun, and looked at her with his head tilted: "Why, I still think your man can save you. He can't do it anymore. He is not invincible at all, but you are too ignorant."

Ling Jingyun looked at him expressionlessly, as if he was looking at a pile of dead meat, a pot of flower soil, and a piece of wood. They had no life. What would you feel when you looked at them? Even if you died, Dongzi would definitely be able to retaliate against the man in front of him in a way that was a hundred times more painful than his own way of death.

Heavy footsteps stepped on the iron plate on the second floor. Austin's figure appeared at an exit of the passage on the second floor. He looked at Cao Jingzhong from a distance and said loudly: "Mr. Cao, can we talk?"

Cao Jingzhong heard Austin's voice, his eyes shaking, and stood up with a smile, and opened his arms to Austin: "Of course there is no problem, my friend, why, do you believe what Zhang Shidong said? Do you think we should be enemies?"

Austin expressed his unique expression as a comedian who is very famous in Europe, and said how he was influenced by such absurd things: "I'm just curious, Mr. Cao, you are so bold and proud of your kindness for women. I admire you very much. I want to talk to you."

Cao Jingzhong laughed loudly. The laughter stopped before it could be heard, because he heard the voice that he was the least willing to hear or believe, and the screams made by Athaya, who had never snorted by the electric shock. That sound would make you feel that he must be suffering the most pain in the world at this moment.

When Cao Jingzhong met Austin, Meng Lei was also nervously watching the battle between Zhang Shidong and Aschaya, and unconsciously approached Mr. Tuoba Hong: "Grandpa Tuoba, how about my master, can it be?"

Tuoba Hong shook his head: "I'm old, I'm old. You shouldn't come to this place after today. The power and status given to you by your parents may not be useful at some moments."

Meng Lei frowned. He didn't believe that anyone would dare to attack him. Even the one who had the gun just now thought he just wanted to attack Zhang Shidong and didn't think about him at all.

Tuoba Hong put a pair of bayonets from traditional to simple to the extreme into his sleeves, and looked around and explained to Meng Lei softly: "There are many outlaws here. They will be crazy for money or some purpose. Not to mention you, even if they are more noble, they dare to take action, kill you and leave China and find a small place to hide. Ten or eight years later, who will know who they are?"

Meng Lei's body was tightened and no longer the foolishness he had before. He didn't believe anyone would believe that Tuoba Grandpa, who has been very good to him since childhood, still remembers a few words that Grandpa held his hand when he passed away, including one of them, if he had time, go to Tuoba Hong.

"It's a decision." Tuoba Hong said suddenly, pulling back Meng Lei's thoughts, staring at the battlefield with his eyes.

Zhang Shidong was hit by eight strokes in total, and the entire battle time passed only one minute. When he was punched by Athaya in the abdomen, the battle was announced to be over. Athaya's expression changed very quickly. He first regretted, then he was determined. He clenched his fist with his right hand to increase his strength, and trembled his left hand and broke his knife towards his right arm.

Zhang Shidong waited for a long time, how could he give him such an opportunity? He stretched his hands forward and let Athaya's right fist hit his abdomen, and his fingers cut open the skin and stretched his fist inward...

Seeing Aschaya cut off his right arm, he retreated quickly with his arm. He grabbed his skin with his left hand and grabbed his ribs as a basis for leveraging force. He stepped forward with his right hand and grabbed his left wrist. Just as when he first entered the boiler room, he pulled it outwards and pulled the entire arm apart like a rubber band. Then, regardless of the ruthlessness and fear that appeared in Aschaya's eyes, he rushed up and made a close contact with the other party's face with his forehead.

Bang!

Athaya felt that Venus's head was leaning back and his body leaned back. Zhang Shidong didn't give him such a chance. His right hand was like his left hand, and he grabbed his ribs, just like the boss of a pork stall unloading the ribs with a knife. He broke them and pulled them outwards, holding a piece of ribs covered with blood and minced meat in his hand and throwing them on the ground.

The arm was broken. Athaya didn't scream like this, but the bone twitching was so painful that it was beyond the bottom line of pain he could bear.

Zhang Shidong was like a completely irrational madman. He first pulled out his left hand and then his right hand, and inserted his hand in the other side, pulling all the ribs on Asaya's chest one by one. When the bone was being plucked, his forehead was not idle, for fear that Asaya would commit suicide, his forehead hit his mouth for the second and third time, all his teeth were smashed, and his chin was dislocated and cracked.

The bloody scene exceeded the limit that the film and television dramas could describe. Some young people who were hungover vomited and were afraid and shouted wildly because of the stimulation. They vomited and drank. Some of them were also kissed and hugged the women around them, jumped and screamed, and praised the top level of the battle scene.

Zhang Shidong grabbed Asaya's feet and lifted him upside down. He stepped on the position under his neck, looking like he was stepping on his head. The blood in his chest was flowing out without any unnecessary movements. Asaya could not save him like this and twitched. The powerful willpower he had cultivated in the past now became a bearing force.

Zhang Shidong had the silver thread in his hand, which was even more difficult to control than the soft sword given to Mi Nuoluo, but it became a work of art in his hands...

A ring on the ankle and the foot fell off.
Chapter completed!