Zhang Changsheng's movements were clean and beautiful. Zhao Lingjun never expected that every day he rode a broken electric bike to and from get off work, he would put his legs on the cold desk in the morning. He would use the company's boiled water to soak the braised beef noodles with a rude man with a big beard on his face, which would be more agile than a sports athlete. Moreover, his weapon was actually a pair of Emei thorns used by women.

Zhao Lingjun thought this was really amazing.

However, before Zhao Lingjun's cheers could be heard, Tian Fuqi, who was stabbed by Zhang Changsheng, exhaled and shouted loudly.

After Zhang Changsheng succeeded with a blow, he wanted to pull out the Emei thorn that pierced into Tian Fuqi's shoulders. But after pulling it out, Zhang Changsheng couldn't pull out the Emei thorn that was inserted into Tian Fuqi's shoulders. Tian Fuqi actually used the muscles on his shoulders to clamp Zhang Changsheng's Emei thorn.

Zhang Changsheng's face changed drastically, but even though Zhang Changsheng reacted quickly and let go of the Emei Thorn with his hand as soon as possible, he was still hit by Tian Fuqi's punch.

Zhang Changsheng groaned, and when he fell, a trace of blood had already oozed out of the corner of Zhang Changsheng's mouth.

"No, I can't even stab the Emei thorn?" Zhao Lingjun looked at Tian Fuqi in disbelief and laughed open the Emei thorn inserted into his shoulders, "It's so amazing."

"You're so awesome." What greeted Zhao Lingjun was Zhang Changsheng's scolding, "I'm almost knocked down, you're still watching over there."

"How did I know that you are so unreasonable?" Zhao Lingjun was innocently holding a big brick and wanted to go over to help Changsheng, but was stopped by Zhao He.

"Your opponent is me." Zhao He looked at the big bricks in Zhao Lingjun and Zhao Lingjun's hands, and couldn't help laughing.

"What's so funny about you?" Zhao Lingjun looked at Zhao He very strangely.

At this time, Tian Fuqi had already rushed towards Zhang Changsheng. Zhang Changsheng, who had lost his weapon, dodged left and right, and the situation was very critical.

"You said you wanted to knock me down after lifting a big brick? You're too......" Before Zhao He finished speaking, Zhao Lingjun knocked a brick on Zhao He's head.

After a dull "dong", Zhao He collapsed on the ground like a rotten snake with a thorn.

"Can't big bricks knock people out?" Zhao Lingjun stepped over Zhao He's limp body. "Didn't your mother tell you when she was a child that the bricks were harder than the head?

Chu Xiangyun looked at Zhao Lingjun in amazement, unable to believe that Zhao He, the king of fighting, was knocked down by someone without even having time to react.

The sound of someone slamming down behind him attracted the attention of Tian Fuqi, who was beating Zhang Changsheng up all over the ground. However, when Tian Fuqi turned around, a large brick had already hit Tian Fuqi's head. A bunch of red powder exploded on Zhao Lingjun's hand and Tian Fuqi's head.

Tian Fuqi took three steps in a row and stabilized his body.

"No, the head is harder than the brick?" Zhao Lingjun clapped his hands. A big red brick turned into powder under one blow, and only a blood bag bulged on the head of the lucky land.

"My Thirteen Taibao Heng practices Qigong has reached 90% of the time. Do you want to slap me with a big brick? Ah--." Although Tian Fuqi had just been slapped by Zhao Lingjun's bricks, Tian Fuqi couldn't help but say something terrible when he heard Zhao Lingjun's words. Unfortunately, before Tian Fuqi finished speaking, he saw Zhao Lingjun clapping his hands and pulling up a tree as thick as a man's thigh in the flower bed beside him.

"I wonder if this tree can make you faint?" Zhao Lingjun waved the big tree as light as if waving a matchstick.

As soon as Tian Fuqi let out a scream like a pig, he turned around and wanted to escape. Zhao Lingjun had already smashed the big tree as thick as a man's thigh on Tian Fuqi's head.

With a "bang", Chu Xiangyun and the short man felt the ground tremble. A stream of air mixed with dust and leaves came to his face.

When he looked again, Zhao Lingjun had already clapped his hands and stood aside.

The tree as thick as a thigh was standing horizontally on Tian Fuqi's head, who was kneeling on the ground. Tian Fuqi's eyes turned pale and foamed at the mouth, as if it was already so scared that he fainted before the big tree knocked on his head.

The dwarf had already grabbed two grenades in his hand, but when he saw Zhao Lingjun pulling out a tree as thick as a thigh like pulling weeds, the dwarf almost shook his hands and dropped the grenade on his feet.

When the dwarf came to his senses and was about to pull the pull ring on the grenade and throw it at Zhao Lingjun, the dwarf suddenly felt that the sky was hanging around. He didn't know what to do, but his head slammed and hit the ground, losing consciousness.

Chu Xiangyun must have been dazzled. Because Chu Xiangyun actually saw a white kitten suddenly appear at the feet of the dwarf, and the kitten seemed to have suddenly swept the dwarf's legs, sweeping the dwarf. But before Chu Xiangyun could even rub his eyes, he heard a whisper again.

Chu Xiangyun turned his head and saw the blood gushing out of the thin man's hands.

Xiao Ping quietly lowered the pistol in his hand, looked at the thin man coldly, looking at the person who was once his best disciple, but now he is his irreconcilable enemy.

"You are right. You are indeed much faster than me. You don't have to be jealous of me at all." The thin man looked at the blood gushing out of his hands, and a bitter smile appeared on his face. "It seems that I am really wrong." After saying this, the thin man pointed the gun in his hand at his head with his other hand and pulled the trigger.

After a dull gunshot sounded, a huge blood mist dyed Xiao Ping's vision red.

"Excellent, wonderful, really wonderful." When Chu Xiangyun, who was as careful as the dead, was about to fight with Zhao Lingjun and others, Chu Xiangyun heard a slight applause from the darkness behind him.

As soon as Chu Xiangyun turned around, he saw a group of people walking out of the darkness. The leader was the young man with a scar on his face.

"I didn't expect that Monsnie's company is really hidden. Not only does it have a sharpshooter with peerless light skills, a magical thief, a magical shooter, but also a psychic abilities who are gifted with supernatural powers." Scarface looked at Zhao Lingjun and the other three with interest.

"Are you talking to me?" Zhao Lingjun didn't know what the group of people suddenly appeared in front of him were, but he knew just by intuition that this group of people was not a good thing, because the smiles on their faces looked very cheap.

"Hehe." Scarface looked at Zhao Lingjun and smiled. Before he could answer, he was interrupted by Chu Xiangyun's words.

"Who are you?"

"This time we asked you to help us get back the things on Zhang Changsheng's body. Scarface looked at Chu Xiangyun with pity. "It's a pity that you are a bunch of waste, and now we are the only ones who are here to do it myself."

"Are you from Hexinghui?" Chu Xiangyun's eyes suddenly turned red. "Do you say what you just now?"

"You are a group of waste." Scarface looked at Chu Xiangyun and said word by word. "If I were you, I would have jumped off the building and committed suicide."

"You all die for me." As soon as Scarface finished speaking, Chu Xiangyun, who had never taken action, had already taken action.

Good luck and good luck, kindness and wealth must have been ruined today, but Chu Xiangyun felt that even if he fought to the death, he would still kill the person in front of him who dared to insult him and good luck and wealth.

...

It was like the strong wind rolling up a pile of fallen leaves.

Chu Xiangyun just moved, and countless black things flew out of him and flew towards the Scarface group.

Zhao Lingjun and Zhang Changsheng were stunned for a moment. No one of them had just thought that Chu Xiangyun, the second brother who had been lucky and harmonious, was actually a master of hidden weapons that could only be seen in the movie.

Countless dark darts made sharp sounds of breaking through the air. Zhao Lingjun couldn't help but wonder if there would be a transparent hole on his body when he was shot into the ground by such a dart.

But when he saw the darts in the sky sweeping over with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, Scarface just snorted coldly.

Countless cyclones visible to the naked eye suddenly appeared not far away in front of Scarface.

When the darts flying all over the sky touched those cyclones, they seemed to be caught by an invisible hand, and could no longer move forward.

Scarface didn't even move his fingers. Chu Xiangyun's darts cast by unknown methods suddenly floated in front of Scarface.

"Have you heard that thin man tell you that I can even catch bullets?" A young man with a stern face next to Scarface smiled at Chu Xiangyun.

"It seems that they are not very convinced by you, the new boss, and they didn't even tell you such news." The young man with a stern face just waved his hand, and the darts that were pulled into the air by the scarred cyclone suddenly turned around.

Chu Xiangyun opened his mouth wide and wanted to drag the dwarf who had fainted on the ground out and beat him up. However, at this time, Chu Xiangyun just wanted to escape from this ghost and escape from these people who were not as human as they were at all.

"Now do you know the real power of our Hexinghui? Then you can die." The young man with a stern face just waved his hand, and the darts that were stagnant in the air swept backward at a speed several times faster than just now, shooting Chu Xiangyun who turned around and wanted to escape into a hornet's nest full of blood.

Zhao Lingjun and Zhang Changsheng were not far behind Chu Xiangyun, and of course they became targets of the darts.

"Fuck." Zhao Lingjun threw Zhang Changsheng down and rolled on the ground twice before avoiding the darts flying towards him.

Zhao Lingjun's first words after getting up from the ground were: "Who are you?

"Who are we?" Scarfaced people smiled. "We are all talented psychics like you."

"What a shitty talented psychic." Zhao Lingjun's words changed all the Scarfaced people. "You guys, who don't sleep in the middle of the night, run here, what do you want to do?"

"A lower-level psychic who only has talented speed and strength dares to talk to us in such a tone?" Scarface looked at Zhao Lingjun coldly. "Have you never heard the idiom "Walking in the well and watching the sky?"

"You came in the middle of the night just to tell me an idiom story?

Without saying a word, Zhao Lingjun swung the tree pressing against Tian Fuqi's head and threw it on the knife and their heads.

Zhao Lingjun is not a reckless person, but Zhao Lingjun knows the principle that he should take action first and then be punished by the government.

The tree thrown by Zhao Lingjun is many times larger than the darts thrown by Chu Xiangyun just now, but the tree thrown by Zhao Lingjun seems to be much faster in the air than the darts of Chu Xiangyun.

When the whole tree was flying in the air at an astonishing speed, it made a huge sound of breaking through the air like a horn. When the tree was still Scarface and others had a distance, Scarface and others had already felt the strong wind sweeping over.

Scar's face changed, and he didn't seem to have expected that Zhao Lingjun would do it as soon as he wanted to do it. In an instant, countless visible cyclones suddenly surged around him, meeting the big tree that Zhao Lingjun threw over.

Countless cyclones visible to the naked eye rolled the leaves on the big tree around, but those cyclones seemed not enough to resist the big tree thrown out by Zhao Lingjun.

Scarface groaned, and when he took two steps back, the big tree that Zhao Lingjun threw over came to the front of Scarface and the group of people.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a Chinese-shaped face suddenly jumped out from behind Scarface, and pressed the big tree flying towards him with one hand.

Zhao Lingjun heard a "puff" sound, and a complete tree turned into countless flying pieces of wood. The middle-aged man with a Chinese-shaped face suddenly jumped out, and was hit back by the impact of the big tree.

"I didn't expect your power to be so strong," Scarface released a cyclone in time, holding the middle-aged man with a national character who was leaping back. But Scarface had already seen bloodshots on the corner of his mouth. "It's a pity that the lower psychic person is, after all, the lower ..."

But before Scarface could finish his words, Zhao Lingjun appeared among the flying fragments of wood.

Scarface saw Zhao Lingjun's figure appear in front of him, and Zhao Lingjun's fist had already waved.
Chapter completed!